C23

After Zhang Jianguo left, the old mansion immediately quietened down, as if it was completely devoid of life.

The drunk Fan Lao San drank too much and was helped to the bedroom by Yang Qianyun.

There were three rooms in this old house. Apart from the main hall in the center, there was a side room on both sides of the house.

Strangely, most of the furniture in the old house had already decayed, but only the beds in the two bedrooms were still intact. They looked like they were made of fine mahogany and weren't eaten by insects.

In the afternoon, Grandma carefully used water to wipe the dust off her body, making her look quite new.

Yang Qianyun made up the bedding and helped Fan Lao San rest on the bed.

It had been almost a year, and the couple had finally reached the world they had been looking forward to. But who would've thought that the third brother had gotten drunk and had wanted to do something shameful? Now he was no longer in the mood.

Yang Qianyun took off Fan Lao San's shoes and clothes, then placed him on the bed. Very quickly, Fan Lao San started snoring and fell into a deep sleep.

Since the children were already old, they could drink some milk powder at night, so they were entrusted to the care of the mother-in-law. Since they still had to work during the day, they were always in a bad mental state, so they needed to have a good night's sleep.

Yang Qianyun, who had worked hard all day, was lying on her husband's side. Her body was very tired, she originally wanted to have a good night's sleep, but for some reason, she just couldn't sleep. The room was very quiet, and today her precious son had long since fallen asleep.

Perhaps because she had moved to her new home, she was still unable to adapt for a moment. Yang Qianyun's heart was still somewhat excited as she looked at the dark room, where the pale moonlight shone through the window. The shadow of the locust tree outside left a long shadow on the ground, constantly swaying like the claw of a monster.

Yang Qianyun was a little scared. From the moment she came to this old house, she felt that the inside of the house was very gloomy and gloomy. The inside of the house seemed to be even colder.

On a tranquil night, the snoring of Fan Lao San was originally a peaceful night.

Yang Qianyun's heart was a mess.

His mind was filled with all sorts of messy thoughts, thinking about everything that had happened between him and his husband, Fan Lao San.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qianyun's sleepiness suddenly arrived. She slowly closed her eyes.

While he was still half asleep and half awake, with his consciousness becoming hazy, Yang Qianyun suddenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from the direction of the main hall. He paced back and forth, and from time to time, a series of sighs could be heard.

Yang Qianyun's consciousness suddenly cleared up a bit. In her heart, she was still thinking, in the middle of the night, who was walking around in the main hall?

Could it be Granny?

Grandma got up in the middle of the night and washed the child's milk powder, and she almost forgot one thing. Since coming to this old house, she had not thought about boiling water, so Grandma might have been busy boiling water.

Thinking of this, Yang Qianyun inevitably began to blame herself. Grandma was already so old, yet she still had to work so hard for her child, so she wanted to help, but for some reason, her body felt very heavy. Why couldn't she get up?

Yang Qianyun did not plan to get up and carefully listened to the activity outside. Her heart was thinking that her mother-in-law would hurry up and finish her work so she could go to bed early. However, she suddenly realized something else.

When a child is hungry, it's going to cause a ruckus, so he definitely won't stop crying. Now that the child is so quiet, what's the reason for the mother-in-law to wake up?

After waiting for a while, the sounds of footsteps still came from the main hall, and from time to time it would be accompanied by a long and resentful sigh. The more Yang Qianyun listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, this sigh was not made by her mother-in-law, because it was a young woman's voice. She remembered that she had closed the door when she was sleeping.

Yang Qianyun could no longer hold it in and was very scared. She wanted to wake up her husband, Fan Lao San, to go out and take a look, but after shaking him a few times, Fan Lao San was still sleeping like a dead pig.

The sound of their footsteps was still the same, and their sighs were still filled with bitterness.

Yang Qianyun felt fear in her heart, but she still decided to go out and take a look. In reality, there was nothing to be afraid of. This was her home, and her husband was also sleeping on the side.

Yang Qianyun called out for her husband's name a few more times, but he still did not wake up. She did not care, and after stretching her heavy body a few more times, Yang Qianyun got off the bed, put on her shoes, and walked towards the direction of the living room.

However, when Yang Qianyun arrived at the entrance of the main hall, something strange happened. The sound of footsteps and resentful sighs suddenly disappeared.

It was as if he had disappeared into thin air.

Could it be that he had been hallucinating, that's not possible … Yang Qianyun thought to himself.

Borrowing the pale moonlight outside, Yang Qianyun glanced around the room, but didn't see anything strange. However, when he moved his eyes upwards, he saw a very horrifying scene. A woman wearing a large red robe was currently hanging on the beam of the room.

The woman in red's body suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qianyun. The woman in red's face was deathly pale, and there was blood at the corners of her eyes. Her tongue stretched out as long as it could.

When Yang Qianyun saw this, he was frightened to the point that his body was like a sieve, and his mind instantly turned blank. And at this moment, the red-clothed girl hanging from the ceiling suddenly opened her eyes, and gave Yang Qianyun a strange smile.

Yang Qianyun was finally unable to bear it any longer and let out a miserable shriek as her body fell limply to the ground.

"Wake up …" Wake up... Touch Cloud... "What happened to you …" The voice of her husband came into her ears.

While waving his hands, Yang Qianyun loudly shouted, "Don't kill me!" "I'm begging you, don't kill me …"

A pair of large hands grabbed hold of Yang Qianyun's wildly waving hands. A voice fiercely shouted, "Qianyun, it's me. Hurry and wake up!"

She opened her eyes and saw her husband sitting next to her, looking at her with a face full of worry. Yang Qianyun was heavily panting, and her heart was unable to calm down for a long time. Looking at her husband's worried face, she knew that all of this was just a dream.