Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7644
Yang Ruoqing told Luo Fengtang about her and Yang Huazhong's dream in the form of serialized stories.

If there was no obvious change in Luo Fengtang's expression when listening to her part at the beginning, it is right to listen to it as a dream.

Then when Yang Huazhong's part of the dream appeared later, Luo Fengtang's expression finally changed, he subconsciously pulled her into his arms, his body language showed a strong protection, and his brows were also slightly frowned.

After Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, she found that she was surrounded by him in his arms. Her strong chest, broad shoulders, and powerful arms formed a solid wall to protect her firmly, like the 'Second Uncle Jiang' in her dream. It seems not far away.

Yang Ruoqing put her hands on his chest, raised her head and said, "It's just two dreams that are a bit coincidental. I think it's interesting, so I'll share it with you."

You don't need to be so nervous, do you?Hugging it so tightly, it's almost pressing on my stomach!

Luo Fengtang let go a little, but his big hands still tightly clasped her waist.

"It's windy outside, go back to the house first."

She was almost carried into the room by him, and sat on the edge of the bed.

He half squatted down in front of her, because of his tall stature, he was able to be at eye level with her when he half squatted down.

He held her hand tightly, staring into her eyes.

"It's all a dream, don't think too much, just make up for it, I'll be by your side."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "But I can't sleep."

"You didn't sleep well at night, look, you have dark circles under your eyes," he said.

"Really? Is there?"

"Well, sleep for a while, be obedient."

"Uh... well!"

She didn't understand why he kept asking her to catch up on sleep, but after his persuasion, she really felt a little sleepy.

Pregnant women love to sleep, so she quickly fell asleep in his company.

Looking at her sleeping eyebrows, the gentleness on Luo Fengtang's face faded little by little, his eyes turned to look out of the window, coldness and displeasure gradually appeared on his sharp face.

He snapped his fingers, and two shadow guards appeared outside the window.

Luo Fengtang gave them an order, then got up and left the dormitory.

Before leaving, he took a jar of shochu, and took off the sword on the sword stand that had followed him in the north and south and drank the blood of many enemy soldiers.

After Luo Fengtang went out, he went straight to the mountain and went straight to Jiang Er's tomb.

Jiang Er's grave was originally planned to be buried next to Mrs. Jiang's, but the earth fairy chose it and sprinkled lime for excavation.

As a result, after the murder occurred, the cemetery could no longer be used.

At least in the last three years, he cannot be buried, because Jiang Er died in vain and unjustly, so he has to find another place to be buried first, to defuse the hostility, and wait until three years later to relocate the grave and bury him in the Jiang family ancestral cemetery.

Yang Hualin, the second child of the Yang family back then, was like that, otherwise it would be detrimental to the younger generations in the family.

So Jiang Er's current tomb is located in an extremely remote area of ​​Mianniu Mountain, where there is no sunlight all year round.

In this dense forest, those who died in vain in eight villages from ten miles away are buried, men, women, children, and all kinds of ways of death.

In some graves, the descendants of the family did not come to move for some reason, or the descendants had some accidents, so they stayed here all the time.

And some tombs have been moved away, but the deep pits left after the removal, the coffin boards exposed to the air, and some clothes, shoes and socks buried with him have been exposed to the sun, wind and rain, and the decay is not complete. On the branches and thorns beside the dilapidated coffin board, it looks very intrusive in broad daylight.

In addition, the trees in this dense forest are all old trees, which cover the sky and the sun, and the sun cannot shine in during the daytime, and the inside is shrouded in fog all the year round.

So there are few people here all the year round, and occasionally someone stumbles into this place by mistake and gets lost in the woods.

He even said that he saw ghosts and strange things here, and he would be seriously ill after returning home.

Regarding all of this, according to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing's understanding, what those people saw was mostly hallucinations.

Because the miasma in this forest is deep, people will have hallucinations if they inhale too much miasma.

Back then when they were fighting the Southern Manzi and the Black Lotus Sect in the south, they often entered such forests.

It is also after a lot of lessons that I figured out the experience, but the people in the village don't believe that, they firmly believe that the place is 'dirty'.

Before entering the dense forest, Luo Fengtang took a pill of calming the mind, then carried the wine jar in one hand and the sword in the other, and entered the dense forest with a murderous look...

……

This time, Yang Ruoqing slept exceptionally well and didn't have a single dream.

When she woke up full of energy, Luo Fengtang happened to come out of the bathroom, changed into a set of clothes, and wiped her hair with one hand.

"I was about to wake you up, but I just woke up, just about to have lunch." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked at him, a little surprised: "Why did you take a shower? What did you do?"

Luo Fengtang smiled, "After practicing some punches, I'm sweating profusely."

It turned out that this was the case, Yang Ruoqing didn't ask any more questions, picked up the coat and started to put it on.

Luo Fengtang didn't say much, he just went to Jiang Er's grave with wine and sword to chat with him.

His meaning is very clear, if there is anything in the future, let Luo Fengtang entrust him with dreams, and don't look for his wife Qing'er again.

This time, I brought wine to pay respect to Uncle Jiang. Uncle Jiang was a sensible person when he was alive, and he hoped that he should be a sensible ghost when he died.

If you don't understand, come back next time, this bloodthirsty sword will come to greet you.

Destroying private houses, whipping corpses, etc., he generally doesn't do those immoral things.

But for his wife, he is not afraid to poke a hole in the sky!
……

"Tang Yazi, what do you think... about Second Uncle Jiang entrusting a dream, what should we do?"

Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, enjoying the second hair combing experience today, Yang Ruoqing looked at Luo Fengtang in the bronze mirror and asked a question.

Luo Fengtang's hand holding the comb paused slightly, and then moved gently again.

"If Xian Junniang's attitude of admitting her mistake is okay, and the Jiang family also help to intercede, it is considered that she killed someone by mistake, not on purpose... Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped."

Yang Ruoqing nodded slightly.

"Well, the two of us want to go together. If she committed murder intentionally, then it's just a dream, even if she shows up in the daytime to beg, it's useless!"

"Since we have the same opinion, let Yeyi go to the county government again later, shall we?"

Pass on their meaning to the magistrate.

Luo Fengtang understands her intentions and supports her arrangement, a simple "OK!" is the greatest love for her.

Old Wang's house.

Ever since Yang Ruoqing and the others coerced and lured them last time, Yang Huamei and Hongmei, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, staged a scene of mutual respect and love for each other.

Yang Huamei has held back her anger for the past few days and has not gone to the Xinzhaizi to help Hongmei, and she has also suppressed her thoughts not to go to the Xinzhaizi to see her eldest grandson.

As for Hongmei, as always, she didn't go to the old house. The two houses stood side by side, separated by a two or three meter wide aisle, as if divided into two separate houses.

Until a series of incidents happened in the second room of the Jiang family, which caused a commotion and panic in the whole village.

This panic also swept over the old Wang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law like a hurricane, but both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law held their breath and refused to take the initiative to find each other. Yang Huamei turned soft and asked for help.

(End of this chapter)