Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 308 Gonghu Clan: Bad Omen
The old man sat back on the stool, found Zhuo Zhuo rubbing his head, and asked curiously: "Beautiful little girl, are you uncomfortable?"

Zhuo Zhuo smiled at him: "Yes, I have a headache."

"Is it because they are not fun, and you are hurting your brain?"

Zhuo Zhuo smiled wryly: "That's right."

The old man looked aggrieved: "These people are really bad, it's a headache for you."

Zhuo Zhuo sighed lightly, looked up at the sky, the sun would soon be raging.Looking at the opposite side again, those people were no longer arguing, but they all had cold faces, which formed a contrast with the temperature.Zhuo Zhuo not only shook his head.

"They're not bad people, and my headache has nothing to do with them."

"Then why do you have a headache?" The old man really looked like a child, his dirty face was full of curiosity.

Zhuo Zhuo smiled and said, "Because we can't open it, we can't enter that secret room."

The old man blinked: "What mechanism, what secret room?"

Zhuo Zhuo paused for a moment, then pointed to the slate: "That's the one? We can't open it or get in, don't you also know how to open the mechanism?"

"Ah? You are going to open that stone slab, why didn't you say so sooner." After speaking, the old man jumped off the stone bench and walked towards the entrance.

Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly got up and followed, the old man went to the gate and squatted down, Ling Zimo hurriedly grabbed him, and asked fiercely: "What do you want to do!"

The old man was so frightened that he burst into tears. Zhuo Zhuo dared to speak out to stop Ling Zimo, then comforted the old man, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I drove him away. Aren't you going to help me open this slate? Open it quickly!" , I don’t have a headache when I open it.”

The old man quarreled with Ling Zimo and made faces, and then began to touch Xiaoge.Zhuo Zhuo's heart was really in his throat, watching the grid move up and down, left and right under the old man's fingers, Zhuo Zhuo's heart blossomed in his throat again.

It turned out that he said he didn't know how to unlock the trap, because he didn't know what a trap was at all.That's great, I didn't expect this crazy old man to remember how to open the mechanism.

As the last grid was pressed, the stone slab made a "boom", and a small gap bounced upward. When Ling Zimo pulled, the stone slab was pulled away, and a staircase appeared in front of him.

Everyone was overjoyed, but the old man asked Zhuo Zhuo with a concerned face: "Do you still have a headache now?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore, the old man is amazing!" Zhuo Zhuo didn't care about the old man's dirty, just hugged him and smiled happily.Instead, the old man scratched his head in embarrassment, and then smirked.

Zhuo Zhuo left a brother to take care of the old man, and then walked down the stairs with other people holding a torch. It was dark all around, but the torch illuminated the place brightly.Soon, at the bottom, a spacious secret room is in front of you.Zhuo Zhuo looked at the walls on both sides of the passage, and found a torch tied to one side.

Sure enough, Zhuo Zhuo remembered the secret room that happened to be encountered when he fell off the cliff with Han Yingxi before, and there was a similar mechanism.So she pushed the torch, and there was a crisp sound, and then a fire dragon flew around the wall of the secret room. In an instant, all the torches on the wall of the secret room were lit, just like daytime.

Except for Zhuo Zhuo, everyone exclaimed.

"Oh my god, it's amazing."

Zhuo Zhuo gave them a white look: "They all closed their mouths, what's so surprising about that? A group of people who have never seen the world."

The brothers shut their mouths quickly, put out the torches, and walked into the secret room with the boss.But more than two years ago, there was no one who also grew his mouth, shouting "God and hell."

Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips. There are many wooden boxes in this secret room. When you open it, you can see that they are all bamboo slips.Zhuozhuo suddenly thought of Xingyun's Zangshu Pavilion. Could it be that there are all records of wonderful witchcraft?
Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly opened a volume, which turned out to be the handwriting of the great wizards of the Gonghu family. Zhuo Zhuo put down the bamboo slips, then flipped through other boxes, and took them all the same.There are dozens of boxes piled up here, and they are all letters.This public household family is quite fond of expressing their feelings.

Zhuo Zhuo sighed, he couldn't learn the wonderful witchcraft, but he could read these manuscripts and learn about the history of the Gonghu family.

"Let's go through the year and find the most recent record."

With an order, the brothers acted together, and because of the excitement of coming in, they all forgot that they hadn't closed their eyes all day and night.Everyone searched together, and it took a day, but only a small part was sorted out.

Wen Sheng yawned, and said to Zhuo Zhuo: "Sister, let's take a rest first, this tidying up seems to take some time, don't get tired if you don't find the clues."

Zhuo Zhuo nodded and summoned all the brothers up.The stone slab was left open, and two people were left to guard it, while the others began to clean the dusty old stone house.The old man had already eaten and washed his face, watching these young people toss happily.

Zhuo Zhuo also wanted to help, but was forced to sit on a stone bench by these elders, saying that she was a pregnant woman and could not be tired.Zhuo Zhuo smiled wryly, what was this little cleaning compared to the tiresome and frightening journey?
Sitting, the old man came over again, he liked Zhuo Zhuo very much, and said he wanted to comb Zhuo Zhuo's hair.Zhuo Zhuo knew that he was crazy, so he let him go. The old man was very happy to comb Zhuo Zhuo's black hair.

"Little girl, your hair is soft and smooth, and your temper is as good as yours."

Zhuo Zhuo didn't speak, but also smiled wryly.Her temper is not good, it should be said that she is a little hot-blooded, if she is really soft and smooth, she would not be sitting here now.However, if it weren't for my perseverance, I wouldn't have survived until now.

The night sky, the bright moon, is reflected on those busy people.This house has been dilapidated for a long time, where is the place to survive?I don't know how this old man survived alone. Is it because of loneliness and despair that he became crazy?

And what is his relationship with Gonghu Yuansi?Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips.

"It's finished." The old man smiled, clapping and jumping around Zhuo Zhuo.Zhuo Zhuo smiled at his happiness, waited for him to calm down a little, then pulled him to sit on the stone bench beside him.

"Old man, do you remember your last name?"

"I remember now, my surname is Gonghu, right?"

"That's right, your surname is Gonghu, and your name is Yuansi, Gonghu."

Zhuozhuo tentatively said the name, but the old man jumped up and ran around the yard as if he had seen a ghost.Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly got up, turned around and watched him run around, frowning tightly.

Wen Sheng also ran out, watching the old man go crazy.The old man shouted while running: "I'm not Yuansi Gonghu, I'm not Yuansi Gonghu, he was cursed by the gods, I'm not him!"

The old man yelled such words, which showed that he knew Gonghu Yuansi and knew about him.Zhuo Zhuo tried to stop him, but was knocked away by him excitedly.Seeing this, a brother rushed to the route where the old man ran the circle without saying a word, and grabbed him when the old man came oncoming.The old man yelled and made noise like a child, and finally burst into tears.

Zhuo Zhuo thought for a while, then quickly took out a piece of jerky from his pocket, and put it in front of the old man.Sure enough, the old man like a child stopped crying when he saw the delicious food.Zhuo Zhuo signaled his brother to let go of the old man, and then shook the jerky in front of him.

"Do you want jerky?"

"I want to eat." The old man's saliva flowed down.

"If you want to eat jerky, you must first tell me why Gonghu Yuansi was cursed by the gods?"

The old man showed a frightened expression, Zhuo Zhuo shook the jerky again, the old man swallowed, and then said in a low voice: "He, he was born completely different, he doesn't cry or make noise, and he can talk with his eyes. He just can walk, You can use witchcraft, kill your own father, and disappear."

Zhuo Zhuo frowned tightly, neither crying nor fussing, and his eyes were very special, this... This is clearly describing her son!He was only able to walk, so he killed his father with witchcraft?Zhuo Zhuo's back felt cold, and Ling Zimo frowned when he heard this.

"How do you know this? Who are you?"

The old man raised his finger to signal Zhuo Zhuo to keep quiet, then leaned over and said mysteriously: "I am his father, I protected myself at the last moment, he didn't kill me. Don't tell him, he will come back and kill me." mine."

Zhuo Zhuo only felt the wind blowing, and wanted to ask him something, but the old man cried and clamored for jerky, so Zhuo Zhuo had to give him the jerky.

Watching the old man taste the delicious food, she frowned.The brothers continued to clean the house, only Ling Zimo stood in the moonlight with Zhuo Zhuo.

"Zhuo Zhuo..."

"Stop talking, Gonghu Yuansi is a white-haired man, how could he become a baby again? It's just a coincidence, just a coincidence."

Ling Zimo shook his head and went back to continue cleaning.Zhuo Zhuo had no strength to go to the stone bench and sit down, the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, graceful like the silver yarn stretched from the sky.Zhuo Zhuo looked up at the moonlight, the light was reflected in his eyes, like the ripples on the surface of water.

She thought about one thing. After Han Yingxi went to Licheng to visit her and left, she had a chain dream.In the dream, there appeared the sluggish Han Yingxi, the child who drew the witch array, and the hideous Gonghu Yuansi.At that time, I thought it was just a nightmare, but now that I think about it, at that time, it should be when she was just pregnant with her son.

Father, witchcraft, killing, is that dream a foreshadowing?

As soon as Zhuo Zhuo had such an idea, he immediately denied it.No, although her son is indeed not as troublesome as a baby, and he does often show weird eyes, but those eyes are not ferocious at all, so gentle, even a little sad.

So, impossible.

"Sister Zhuo Zhuo!" Wen Sheng stood in front of a stone house and waved to Zhuo Zhuo: "I also found a box of bamboo slips here, which should be the most recent records. Come and see."

Zhuo Zhuo took a deep breath and stood up, walking towards Wen Sheng.

Passing by the old man, she took a look.It must be different, although it doesn't make sense, but her intuition tells herself that her son is different from Gonghu Yuansi!
(End of this chapter)