The formation of the fierce wife of Tianyun ghost pupil

Chapter 5
"Qin Zixuan, you dead girl, where have you been? You know how to get back home? Why don't you get out of here!"

With a smirk on her lips, Qin Zixuan picked up a strong short stick from behind the door and walked into the back room. In her previous life, she had worked hard for eight years to stop being beaten. In this life, she has never been beaten. From today onwards, no one can hit her again!

Inside the door of the living room, Qin Kexin was still crying, and a smug flash of pride flashed in her eyes when she heard grandpa's roar, Qin Zixuan, a stinky girl, dared to scare her?It's courting death!

"Aunt Lin asked me to go to her house for dinner. They will leave Banyue Village in a few days."

Qin Zixuan ignored her grandfather's cursing, and also ignored the group of people staring at her. She only spoke to her grandfather who was in the lead, and didn't even wink at her second uncle's family of four.

Qin Zixuan's grandfather, Qin Jiakang, was the most particular about people in his generation. Everyone in Banyue Village knew that Aunt Lin and Lin He lived here temporarily, and there would be a special car from the provincial capital to deliver things to the Lin family every month. , is enough to make the villagers look at the Lin family differently.

Sure enough, when Mr. Qin heard that it was the Lin family, he frowned and asked, "Why did Lin He's mother ask you to go to their house for dinner? He is a big shot in the city, and you, a little girl, can climb high?"

"I don't know why, maybe I helped Aunt Lin carry water a few days ago." Qin Zixuan replied as if he didn't understand anything, and his tone followed Mr. Qin's.

Seeing that Qin Zixuan's words made grandpa stop angry, Qin Kexin who threw herself into her mother's arms burst into tears again, whimpering.

"Grandma, she stained my floral skirt, let her pay for my new dress, woo woo woo..."

"You unruly girl, why don't you go and apologize to your sister Kexin?"

The old lady of the Qin family was not like the old man of the Qin family who had seen the world when he was a soldier in the early years. She was just an uneducated country girl, arrogant and unreasonable, and she had often angered Qin Zixuan's mother in the past.

"Grandma, what are you apologizing for?" Qin Zixuan avoided Mrs. Qin's hand holding her hair, took a few steps around the door and stood still, but her tone was very firm.

"Oh, Mom, look at this dead girl who still dares to talk back. I think she is just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. She owes a beating!" Second Aunt Zhang Cuifen said while pinching her throat, "My Er Ni cried so wrongedly. That's right, this dead girl must have hit her again."

Qin Kefeng, who was standing on the side drinking milk, mumbled his voice: "That's right! Kexin can't beat her at all, otherwise why did the new skirt get dirty?"

Qin Zixuan stood at the door amidst Qin Kexin's loud cries, and said loudly: "In the past six months, my grandma gave her all the new clothes sent from my grandma's house, and I didn't say anything, why did I dirty this skirt? Today, when Qin Kexin pushed me into the river while walking by the river, many people saw it, if I was drowned, wouldn't she have to go to the juvenile detention center?"

The clear but non-irritating voice silenced the yelling people in the room. The old lady of the Qin family grabbed the feather duster next to her and hit Qin Zixuan. Qin Zixuan exited the main house and ran in the yard shouting.

"Killer! Killer! Help! Help!"

In her previous life, Qin Zixuan who was wronged or scolded would only beat her back, but she was a ten-year-old child after all, and she was beaten severely in the end, and she also knew that it would be wise to grow up and leave this family early...

Mr. Qin is very face-saving. Although he turned a blind eye to Mrs. Qin, he is a person who wants to save face. Qin Zixuan's name will definitely attract the neighbors around.

"Okay! Girl Kexin, don't cry here, it's not embarrassing enough to spread the word! Girl Zixuan, go back to your room and sleep!"

Qin Kexin who was pretending to cry was yelled at by Mr. Qin, and immediately languished. She glanced at Qin Zixuan resentfully. Thinking of what Su Qin said today, her heart was pounding but she didn't dare to say more.

"Yes, Grandpa, I'm going to bed now."

Qin Zixuan walked towards the west room with the schoolbag and the short stick in his hand, pushed open the wooden door that was not tightly closed and leaked air, and stuck the short stick behind the door with his backhand.

Her bedroom is the most dilapidated room in the yard, which used to be used for storing sundries.

Lying on his own creaking wooden plank, Qin Zixuan opened the jade pendant around his neck again, warm red light flowed, and flowing air flowed in the dark room.

"Ah—" There was a shrill scream from the main room.

Qin Zixuan, who was lying on the wooden bed, let out a "puchi" laugh. In her previous life, like her friends, she did not believe in the so-called prophecy that Su Qin was nagging, but now——she believed it 1 times!

The shrill screams pierced through the night, adding a touch of eerieness to the midsummer night in Banyue Village. Qin Zixuan found the voices of caring grandparents and aunts panicking in the main hall very pleasant.

She lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the blood jade dagger in her hand. The glowing red light was as warm as a flame but not scorching hot. The warmth once again traveled along her fingers and spread all over her body, and the warm breath gradually settled in her lower abdomen. below.

"call--"

Qin Zixuan half-closed her eyes. Aunt Lin's sweet and sour pork ribs were the best dish she had eaten in the past six months, but they couldn't eat them anymore after they left!
Qin Zixuan, who was slightly melancholy in his heart, suddenly thought of Lin He's meeting with her tomorrow night, and his heartbeat gradually became faster. Could it be that she is really old...

Putting the blood jade dagger in her hand on her forehead, Qin Zixuan sighed and turned over to go to sleep, but at this time there was a more shrill scream from outside the door, scaring her almost falling off the wooden bed!
"Ah—you don't come here! Don't come here! Don't come near me—"

Almost screaming, Qin Kexin's voice sounded extremely frightened, and Qin Zixuan couldn't sleep anymore, turned over and jumped out of bed, walked to the door, looked into the yard through the gap in the door panel, and the scene outside suddenly disappeared. Made her dumbfounded.

Qin Kexin with disheveled hair held a milk bottle in her hand and waved it at Zhang Cuifen who was walking towards her, threatening and avoiding, anyone could tell that what she just said was about her mother!

The bottom of the milk bottle has been cracked, and there are still clear bloodstains on it, and Zhang Cuifen is covering the back of her head coaxing Qin Kexin: "Kexin, it's mom! Stop making trouble, be obedient, huh?"

With the lights in the living room and the faint light from the street lamps in the yard, a cloud of black mist slowly appeared in front of Qin Zixuan's eyes. The black mist was not very obvious, but its shape was indistinct, covering Zhang Cuifen's head, erratic... …

Hey!Unexpectedly, that kid Su Qin was telling the truth!
"No—don't come here! You're not my mother, you're a ghost! I saw you!"

(End of this chapter)