There is a trick

Chapter 27: Figures on the Treetops
"Madame, madam..."

The cold wind blew open the papered windows, and the strong aroma of wine filled the house. There was a voice like that of a cat in heat, hiding somewhere, calling softly to the people in the house.

When Bai Xiu'e heard Zhimian'er's reminder, she became somewhat alert.

But when she heard the strange call, her shoulders began to tremble and her face turned pale!

She felt chilled by the cold wind and looked out the paper-mounted window, but she didn't see anyone outside the window - but when she was distracted, she saw a figure hiding outside the courtyard wall facing the window!

The figure was wearing a red Tang suit with a longevity pattern embroidered on it, and a red silk flower tied on the chest.

It wore a melon-shaped hat on its head, and a fake mouse braid made of black cotton thread flowed down from the back of its head and wrapped around its paper-white neck three times.

It hid in an old locust tree behind the rammed earth wall, standing upright in the tree's rugged branches, staring straight at Bai Xiu'e with a pair of drooping eyes on its long and thin face, with only whites in its eye sockets, no pupils: "Madam, when are we going to enter the bridal chamber?

Madam, it’s time for us to enter the bridal chamber…”

"Do you smell it?" Paper Face's nostrils twitched as he said to the bewildered Bai Xiu'e, "There's a scent of wine in the room."

Bai Xiu'e looked at the figure hanging on the old locust tree with fear. She was confused for a moment when she heard the words of Paper Face, but she nodded subconsciously and said, "I smell it, I smell it..."

"If there's wine, there's nothing to be afraid of.

This is just a dream brought by your dead husband, to give you a message." Paper Face's expression relaxed slightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Xiu'e saw that the eldest young master of the Wen family, who was hanging on the old locust tree outside the yard, suddenly disappeared.

The gloomy wind that filled the room slowly subsided, and everything was returning to normal.

Bai Xiu'e was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly -

The two paper-framed windows began to flap violently, opening and closing non-stop!

“Bang, bang, bang, bang!”

The oil lamp on the table was swaying in the cold wind blown by the paper-framed window, and it might go out at any time!

The already dim room flickered with the flickering light. A huge shadow was brewing on the wall behind Bai Xiu'e, and the vague outline gradually became clear!

Black nails and pale palms suddenly climbed up the window.

The eldest son of the Wen family with drooping eyebrows and a melon-shaped hat stretched his neck out of the window.

It tilted its head to look at Bai Xiu'e in the room, then tilted it ninety degrees, one hundred and eighty degrees, three hundred and sixty degrees, and then circled outside the window: "Husband, wife, husband, husband - people!"

Young Master Wen moved his joints all over his body, and using his hands and feet, he crawled into the house in an instant!
Bang!

The two papered windows suddenly closed.

The cold wind from the window blew away the black cloth covering the mirror on the table.

The mirror was whipped by the wind, facing Bai Xiu'e.

Inside the dark mirror, there is a pitch-black tablet that is darker than the mirror, but the words on the tablet are exceptionally clear: The altar seat of the God of Grass-headed Dragon Chang Wen Yong Sheng!
"Bang bang bang bang!"

The tablet shook violently, and cracks began to appear on the mirror surface.

Deep red blood flowed out from the cracks, forming dense words on the mirror: "Go home, go home, go home..."

On the wall behind Bai Xiu'e, the huge shadow turned into a "person" wearing a Qing Dynasty official hat.

There was no bead on the top of the top hat on the 'man's' head.

Under the big hat was a long and thin face that was 70% similar to the eldest young master of the Wen family. An illusory and colorful aura filled its eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making it impossible to see its facial features clearly.

It was wearing a dark blue 'official uniform' without any official patches, but the official boots on its feet had tall, spotless uppers.

"go home."

It spoke to Bai Xiu'e who turned around suddenly.

The sounds are layered, as if they are made up of the voices of many men, women, young and old.

As it spoke, it stretched out its hand from the wall and gently scooped into the air - a thin figure was fished out of thin air.

Bai Xiu'e looked intently at the figure held between the fingers of the "Qing Dynasty people". That person was actually the old Duangong Zhou Sanji!

"Go home." The 'Qing Dynasty man' spoke slowly. Zhou Sanji was thrown into its mouth, and his flesh and blood were chewed into pieces by its sharp teeth.

The gaps between its upper and lower teeth were filled with bright red blood!

"go home."

Zhou Chang was salvaged from the void again by it, and was chewed and enjoyed slowly!

Bai Xiu'e's shoulders were shaking like a sieve!

She looked at the pictures on the wall, fear and sorrow surged into her heart, and tears immediately flowed like rain!

"go home."

The 'Qing Dynasty people' picked up the stone eggs and were chewing them carefully.

The terrifying shadow on the wall gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely.

The two papered windows were still shut, the latches fastened tightly.

The mirror on the table was still covered with the black cloth. There was no crack at all, and there was no trace of blood on the cloth.

Everything that happened just now seemed like a dream.

But Bai Xiu'e couldn't stop her tears.

"Wen Yongsheng is using this dream to warn you...If you don't go home as he asks, Zhou Sanji's family will die one by one just like you saw in your dream." The smile disappeared from the Paper Face's eyes, and it spoke softly to Bai Xiu'e.

"Ah."

Bai Xiu'e raised the back of her hand, wiped her tears, and stood up.

She was still sobbing as she moved the sewing basket beside the bed onto the table. She also placed the pieces of fur she had sewed into the basket. Finally, she folded the quilt and cleaned the room.

Tears dripped into the dark corner and disappeared in the silent dust.

Bai Xiu'e is leaving.

She walked to the door and looked back at the room she had lived in.

Her eyes fell on the sewing basket on the table, and she hesitated again and again.

She went back and picked up the stack of furs from the basket, put them in her arms, and prepared to leave.

“It’s done right, that’s how it should be done.

You don't owe them anything, and they can't help you in any way, so why leave them the things you have worked so hard to sew?" Zhimian praised Bai Xiu'e's actions, "We have saved them again by leaving here quietly."

Bai Xiu'e shook her head: "I, I promised Master Zhou."

"What do you want to do?"

"I thought, if there is still a chance... I want to sew this beast coat for them and send it over."

"..."

Bai Xiu'e went out of the door silently. She stopped at the door of the room where Zhou Sanji and Zhou Chang lived. Transparent holes appeared all over her body, and the sound of wind passing through them also became silent.

She placed the shiny silver coin in her hand on the stone abutment of the door hinge at the entrance of the house.

"Where did you get the money?" Paper Face asked with a frown.

"As a deposit." Bai Xiu'e answered softly.

Money for warding off evil spirits, also known as New Year's money.

This is a silver coin buried with Bai Xiu'e to suppress her evil spirit.

It is the last possession of her, a lonely soul between life and death.

Bai Xiu'e left.

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(End of this chapter)