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When the wind blows, Zhang Xiaohua shivers and starts to beat the drum in his heart: he has met all these things. Who knows that there are ghosts in this world?

Will Yan Wang ye come and catch her "mistake"?

"I don't want to die. I don't want to die." Zhang Xiaohua suddenly folded his hands and paid homage to the sky. He didn't know which disobedient bird suddenly fluttered its wings across the forest leaves, and made a lot of noise.

"Can't there really be a ghost?" In the silent forest, all kinds of strange bird calls were magnified infinitely. Zhang Xiaohua was so frightened that the flowers trembled. Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a jungle shaking. It seemed that a shadow flashed by. She screamed and ran back with the bamboo basket: "ghost, ghost

She ran all the way home, and fell several times on the way, covered with mud, looked very embarrassed.

"Hoo Hoo..." Zhang Xiaohua just stepped into the door, holding the door frame did not breathe, looked up and saw a shadow standing in the dark, "mother?"

The figure moved, and half of his face came out of the shadow. He was the strange lame man on the mountain.

"You..." Zhang Xiaohua swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the heart suddenly raised to the throat, she was already tired and hungry, she was scared all the way running, now already physical overdraft, IQ is not enough.

The lame man looked at her with cold eyes, a gloomy look, and took a step towards her.

Zhang Xiaohua saw the man's cold eyes and didn't breathe for a breath. He just screamed and called out: "Ma'am!"

After that, just listen to the "puff" sound, people gorgeous fainted on the ground.

When Ji Su heard the news, he ran out and was startled: "Er Gouzi, what's the matter? Why did the little flower faint? "

She just bent down to help Zhang Xiaohua up, but saw that her silent son actually took the lead in bending down to pick someone up and limping into the room.

Ji Su Shi looked at him to walk sad, busy way: "son, or mother to come."

Wang Er Gou gave her a quiet look, "I'll come."

Ji Su's Leng for a moment, although some worry, can see the son finally has a trace of popularity, rather than blindly exclude the outside world, in the heart of Zhang Xiaohua and a little more grateful.

This daughter-in-law's land is too valuable.

Ji Su Shi looked at Zhang Xiaohua's dirty body, and quickly brought a basin of hot water to wipe her face. Wang Er Gou stood quietly watching, suppressing the cough in his throat from time to time.

After finishing her busy work, Ji Su ordered: "Er Gouzi, you can take good care of little flowers. The wind blows cold at night. Don't let her catch cold."

Seeing that Wang Ergou didn't refuse, she left happily: as long as her son was willing to share the room with Xiaohua, the situation would gradually get better.

Wang Ergou and others left. Then he walked to the bedside on crutches and sat down. Looking at Zhang Xiaohua's pale face, he thought that she had been scared by her several times in the forest, and this time she was scared to faint

The man droops his eyes, just to leave, but listen to Zhang Xiaohua suddenly whine, "pain..."

He turned his head and saw that Zhang Xiaohua rubbed her elbow with one hand. There was a big tear and a large piece of skin. After her struggle, it was still permeated with blood.

Wang Er Gou pursed his lips, reached out and put her hand into the quilt. He pressed her hand across the mattress to keep her from moving. It took a while to see that she was honest, but her eyebrows were still growing uneasily Don't come here... "

Wang Er Gou let go of her hand like an electric shock, looked at her face in cold sweat, got up in silence, and went to the kitchen to burn a fire and boil some medicine to keep out the cold.

The smell of herbs soon spread. Listening to the wind outside the window, Wang Er Gou was a little worried. He turned around and smashed some herbs. Then he went to the room to see Zhang Xiaohua. He saw that she was cold and curled up in a ball. Her face turned red and he could not help frowning.

He quickly went to the cupboard and pulled out a worn-out cotton padded jacket to cover Zhang Xiaohua's body. Then he applied the herbal medicine to her wound. Seeing that her eyebrows were gradually loosened, the man's expression relaxed a little.

As he was about to leave with good medicine, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly grabbed his big hand and said, "don't go, I'm cold It's so cold... "

Wang Er Gou stopped for a moment. Just as he wanted to turn around and sit down, he saw her shaking his head desperately: "don't Don't come here Ghost... "

He pursed his thin lips, slowly took out his hand, turned back to the kitchen, simmered the small medicinal fire, and then took a large pile of straw from the grass buttress behind the room, and directly laid a layer of straw in the kitchen room to sleep.

The wind in winter night is cold and fierce, like wild animals, which can easily arouse the darkness and fear in people's hearts.

Wang Ergou thought of Zhang Xiaohua's fear of him, and a disappointment appeared in his eyes: she gave him rebirth, but she was so afraid of him that she took him away as a monster.

He is still alone for a lifetime.

Looking at the dark room, Wang Ergou could not help thinking of the past when only a bunch of flames were flickering in the wind. He was originally a famous Prince of war, but he was betrayed by his close relatives and died in the countryside.

When the spirit of God is still alive, he did not expect that the good-natured Zhang Xiaohua would bury his body.Maybe it is because a drop of blood from Zhang Xiaohua made his soul stable. He was attached to the lame Wang Er Gou, and became a man again in the countryside

Wang Ergou thought of Zhang Xiaohua's fear of shrinking. He got up again and went to the room to see her again.

This time, Zhang Xiaohua had a good sleep. She held her old cotton padded jacket tightly and buried her face in it. It seemed that she was very dependent.

Wang Ergou stood by the bed, his eyes were dim:

when he was born again, he was still unable to get out of the hatred of his previous life. A few days later, he did not expect that Zhang Xiaohua should marry him as his wife.

This makes him happy and worried.

The joy is that after he was reborn, he was able to have the warmth again; the worry was that he was loaded with hatred and blood, and did not know how to face the benefactor, and whether he could give her happiness.

That's why he hid from her on the wedding night.

Today, he was originally grateful for Zhang Xiaohua's kindness, so he deliberately followed her up the mountain to protect her safety, but he did not expect that she was so afraid of herself.

Wang Er Gou quietly looks at Zhang Xiaohua's sleeping appearance and bends down slightly. It seems that she wants to touch the beautiful appearance. However, her face is close at hand, and the man's five fingers are constantly curling up, tightening and loosening

The window was suddenly blown open by the strong wind, and the chilly cold came to his face. Wang Er Gou's mind was filled with the tragic situation of his previous life's murder. Countless blood diffused and interwoven into a strange red color.

The man's breath suddenly heavy up, he slowly tighten five fingers, suddenly take back his hand, went to close the window, his back to the direction of the bed clenched his fist, eyes more cold: those revenge can not be ignored.

Even if he can let go of his killing hatred, but

How can we not avenge thousands of brothers in the army?

How can I not avenge my sister's revenge?

If he really and Zhang Xiaohua become one husband and wife, in the future if he wants to revenge, the future is uncertain, then what is the future of their feelings?

It's not easy for that man to get revenge in his present situation?

Wang Er Gou glanced at Zhang Xiaohua and made up his mind secretly: since he could not give her a stable life, he should not give her hope.

For the sake of this burial, he will also arrange her future life.

He closed his eyes slightly and turned out of the door. His back was determined and lonely.

As if he was the only one between heaven and earth.

Come and go alone.