Chapter 180

Call two or three, there is no movement, but a gust of wind, she is colder, he went down to the window, can't help but Leng: outside fog?

Why is it so hazy?

She frowned and took a close look, but it was a gust of wind, with the dense moisture coming to her face. This is not the seaside, why is the water so big?

Just thinking about it, suddenly there was a faint sound of the flute. After only a few notes, Mrs. Ann's face turned white. This is the song that the dead ghost likes. For many years, she absolutely does not allow this song to appear in the general's house. Now, who is playing it?

At this time, something more strange happened to her. Suddenly, in the dark night, several palace lanterns appeared from afar and nearby. The lamp was floating in the air, and finally fell slowly in the yard. Her breath was suddenly rapid: what is the situation? The lamp was still floating around in the air, as if someone was holding it, but she opened her eyes and didn't see anyone.

"Come on Come on Her voice trembled.

No one answered her.

Only the sound of the yard whine, like a wolf howl, like crying.

At the thought of the word "ghost", Mrs. Ann thought it was really strange tonight. Why is the fog in the yard getting bigger and bigger? Is she dreaming?

She pinched her hand, and the pain was clear. She heard the flute again.

The old lady's heart got angry: "who, who is playing tricks there..."

The only answer to her was the faint whimper in the air, the more and more thick fog, and the few palace lanterns that were still shaking, as if a drunk were dancing in front of her. The old lady has experienced so many years and big waves, but it is the first time to see such a scene. She only felt her hair itching and stood up one by one

"Somebody..." The old lady's voice rose, but there was still no one.

The old lady tried to close the window, but the window didn't work any better. She pushed it up with hate, but the window made a noise, then fell down and almost hit her foot.

She jumped up and got angry because of her fear. Because of the anger, the fear was suppressed. She pulled the door and went out

In the yard, it was obviously colder than in the house.

After the old lady went out, the lamp did not shake, but flew up and hung on the top of the tree.

She looked around: "who the hell is up to? You can't scare my old woman! "

I am

The gate of the courtyard opened, and a thicker mist came in.

The old lady stepped back two steps. There seemed to be a shadow in the mist. She only felt that her hands and feet began to shake uncontrollably, and her heart was pumping.

"Who are you?" The old lady's voice was so loud that she exposed her strengths and weaknesses.

The door opened wider and wider, a figure really loomed in the fog.

The old lady did not open her mouth at the moment. Her eyes only looked at the figure. Until she came out, the mist was still very thick. The old lady distinguished it carefully. She didn't see it clearly for a long time. She just felt that the figure was very graceful. Her blue dress was very familiar, and her hair was like flying in the sky. This kind of hairstyle surprised her. In her memory, there was a person who liked it It's just that it was more than 40 years ago

She stepped back two steps: "you Who are you? "

"What's the matter, sister? Are you not happy to see your sister The voice was speechless and cold, like gentle and threatening. The old lady screamed.

"It's you

"Yes..." The sound is approaching again.

"What are you coming to see? After all these years, didn't you give birth early? " The old lady said bitterly, "I haven't treated you badly, you..."

The figure stopped in the thick fog, and did not continue to leave, but the sound of the flute rose again. The sound had been drilling into the old lady's ears. It seemed that she was going to get into her head and nibble at her. She did not admit that she was afraid. She just stared at the figure and sneered.

"Sister..." The voice was quiet and swallowing. Suddenly, the stopped palace lamp flew up again and kept spinning. The old lady kept retreating. She wanted to return to the house, but the door behind her slammed and broke her back. The old lady was shocked and yelled in a panic: "it's you, the dead ghost. You are dead. You come out to play tricks. I'm not afraid of you before you are alive. What can you do if you are born?"

She almost fell to the ground. She stood up against the wall: "what are you doing? You want to kill me? Come on You devil, you dare to enter the general's house

"General's house? Why dare not enter? Where my sister is, I can be there... "

"Bah, you dream, you still want to be a flat wife? By the way, the general is dead. Why don't you go to him? What do you want me to do here? Now you are all right. I can't control what kind of wife you like to be. You can't come here to scare me... " The old lady was afraid of hatred, but she had no choice but to step forward. "You want to take my life. Come on, I'm living a boring life..."What happened recently depressed her, but she took death as her own.

The figure in blue in the fog did not move, but the wind swirled around the old lady's body. A burst of fog began to fascinate her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she suddenly saw that the figure in the fog had changed greatly, her hair was raised and her face was ferocious: "return my child Return my child... "

Like a mandrill and a mountain ghost, scraping people's bones directly

The old lady's arrogance just now became shorter. The voice continued to ring in the fog. The old lady covered her ears, but the voice still came clearly. She didn't know whether she was in a dream. She hoped it was a dream and could wake up quickly.

Finally, she couldn't bear the pressure and yelled, "shut up! You, a woman, don't let me have peace after death. Do you think I'm willing to raise your son? Are you not satisfied that your son has got the general's house that should belong to my son? What do you want? You want his son, you want to go to his mother's life, you want to go with him? "

"You..." The figure in the fog, his voice full of anger, went on.

The old lady bit her teeth: "after all these years, do you think I'd like to see your son? Do you think I'm willing to face that face, you woman, when you occupied the old general, you wanted to be a flat wife, but as a concubine, you wanted to be a flat wife. You don't know what to do. Do you blame others? You're dead and you want to come back. Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you. What can you do to me? You are just a dead ghost... "

The old lady spoke more and more quickly, and she was almost more like a ghost than the figure in the fog.

At this time, the palace lantern stopped rotating, and the fog also slowly faded, from the fog out of a great figure.

The old lady gazed at the fog, and finally stopped in surprise. She widened her eyes to see clearly: "is it the old general?"

She asked, trembling.

The figure came to her, but it was an Zhongtao.

She was worried for a moment. Then she saw that after the fog cleared, the blue dress was on an qingran's body. Yes, this an qingran dressed like that lady LAN. Damn it, no wonder that when she saw her, she was upset in her heart and hated her from the bottom of her heart. Now she knows that she is really old.

An Zhongtao's face is livid. He looks at the woman in front of him. He always thinks that she is his mother. He always thinks that she is only too strict with himself, for the sake of his own better. However, he never thought that she is not his mother at all.

Yesterday, when an qingran found him, he didn't believe it. However, after reading those testimonies, he had an idea, not for anything else, but for a truth.

"So you are not my mother." An Zhongtao wanted to say something else, but when he thought about it, he said it.

"Do you design?" Old lady Ann raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

"So you are not my mother!" An Zhongtao repeated it coldly.

Mrs. an said with a smile: "Zhongtao, what do you say? Just now my mother thought I saw a ghost. How can you believe what you said to the ghost? I'm a liar. How can it be true? "

An qingran listened behind her, and her teeth began to bite. The old lady's words just now were heard by everyone. She also tried to sophisticate. It was really shameless. She still considered such a person to be a grandmother. She did not know the reason in her last life. She finally got the result in this life, but it was so tragic.

It's so hateful.

Ann did not open his mouth, but listened to his father.

"Is it? What did you say I occupied your son's general's house? Your son, you should mean Zhongyuan. " It's very cold, and Zhongtao's voice is pressing.

The panic on the old lady's face had disappeared. She changed her composure, and there was still a trace of disdain: "how can I say that just now? I just thought it was a ghost. I can't remember what I said... "

"You can't remember what you said. Then, if I am your son, you should remember clearly?" An Zhongtao asked.

"Why not? Why aren't you my son? I have trained you for so many years. If you say something like this, the general's office has also given you the title of general. I have always been strict with you. You can't think that I am not your mother-in-law, can you? " The old lady began to pretend to be confused.

An Qing ran did not expect that she would be so unbearable, just said can not admit.

Obviously, I don't know her well enough.

An Zhongtao was livid with anger. If he was not at the scene, would she not have said more.

"Since you say so, I have two old friends here, and I think my mother would like to meet them." After an Zhongtao finished this sentence, the old lady's face changed a few times.

I'm afraid it's impossible for me to muddle through tonight.

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