On June 6, the day finally came to around nine o'clock in the evening. In horror stories, the night is usually haunted by strange things, and the living are unlucky.
The Ye family's old house is located halfway up Qingcheng Mountain.
Ye Zhaoling stood under the red lantern hanging on the eaves of the old house. When she turned around, the lights dimmed, and the noise and crowds in the fiery trees and silver garden gradually became blurred.
And the howl that had been echoing in her mind today suddenly became clear.
The night wind was domineering on her forehead and her hair was flying around. She seemed to hear the strange and confusing speech of the man again after he screamed——
"Run away!"
Thinking of the strange behavior of her father at the table, Ye Zhaoling felt uneasy.
There were eight bearers in red coats beside the big red sedan chair, and Butler Ye was pulling one of the bearers to chatter.
It is said that hundreds of years ago, Guanjia Ye's ancestor was an important figure in the palace, and there is a plaque in his home given by the Qing emperor.
Butler Ye always told outsiders that his great-grandfather was the emperor's imperial bodyguard.
Here he was spitting at the bearers.
"We must send the eldest lady down the mountain safely! If the eldest lady bumps into her, watch your skin carefully!"
The bearers were laughing, with simplicity and honesty written on their eight faces.
His grandson Ye Xiaolong tugged on his sleeve and said cautiously: "Sir, the Qing Dynasty has been dead for more than a hundred years. We can no longer engage in feudalism. We must be kind and friendly to everyone, otherwise
You will be invited to tea by the police."
Butler Ye poked his grandson's head with his orchid finger: "Xiaolong, why do you keep turning your elbows outward?"
The bearers in red coats were laughing nearby, they were always so heartless and silly.
Ye Zhaoling sighed and looked behind him.
The housekeeper noticed her gaze and said with a smile: "That guy Lao Zhang must have drunk too much. I'll urge him to go down later. It's getting late. Miss, please go down the mountain quickly."
"If it's too late, I'll be in a hurry."
That's right. Zhang Yu had reminded her that she had to go home early today.
She carried the food box and sat in the sedan.
She looked at the roof of the sedan speechlessly.
This year, as expected, I encountered a raccoon slave blocking the sedan chair again.
She looked at the food box containing the food. The guys on Qingcheng Mountain did not eat human food.
When she was at a loss what to do, she reached into her pockets and found two pockets full of cool wild fruits.
This is really a pillow if you feel sleepy.
She had picked these fruits by the river in the morning and was originally planning to bring them back to Zhang Yu. However, the series of things that happened today were as messy as a ball of yarn and made her forget about these fruits.
She got off the sedan to feed the cats, and each one was well-behaved. They took the food in their mouths and left, but there was one with a strange color, staring at her with a pair of round eyes, and then scratched her hard.
This cat is extremely fast, both fast when scratching and even faster when running away.
Ye Zhaoling could only barely tell that when the strange cat scratched her, there seemed to be a string of white things hanging on the back of her neck.
Ye Zhaoling covered her left hand and gave the middle finger to the cat who repaid kindness with revenge.
She hasn't done anything bad or harmful in the past few days, right?
Except for accidentally kicking someone in the jaw this morning...
But it was obviously because that guy Zhang Jiang first plotted against her, and then she fought back!
Ye Zhaoling stared at the retreating black figure.
Don’t let me meet you next time! Otherwise, I’ll take you home and pat you down until all your cat fur falls out!
Ye Zhaoling thought viciously in her heart.
Depressedly, I sat on the sedan chair and after three hours of jolting, I finally reached the foot of the mountain.
Ye Zhaoling made a few "vomiting" sounds, supported the sedan chair and trembled down, and then carried the wooden box down dizzy.
After about a few seconds, Ye Zhaoling turned around and saw that the big red sedan chair and eight bearers behind him had disappeared.
She shrugged nonchalantly.
There is a crossroad in front of her. No. 66 Qingchun Road at the east end is her home; No. 6 Qingchun Road at the west end is the grandmother's temple.
Ye Zhaoling glanced at his watch. Sure enough, it was already very late, half past eleven. Zhang Yu's instructions in the morning vaguely echoed in Ye Zhaoling's mind.
"You must go home before midnight!"
Ye Zhaoling didn't hesitate for long.
I still followed my heart and went to the Grandma Temple as usual.
Along the way, she felt an ominous premonition and felt very uneasy. The noise made by the leaves of the locust tree above her head made her feel even more unbearable.
After arriving at the Grandma Temple, this feeling became even stronger.
The weird thing I predicted actually happened!
The main hall of Mammy Temple, two side halls, and back rooms...
She searched everywhere.
Carrying the heavy food box, she dragged her heavy footsteps to the main hall again.
Standing in the empty temple, Ye Zhaoling was filled with panic.
The darkness suppressed the lights in the temple, making them appear obscure and dull, not at all as resplendent as in the past.
Ye Zhaoling could only comfort herself——
Is it because today is June 6th?
All the lights in Qingcheng must be turned on all night, causing voltage instability.
But how to explain everything in front of us?
Statues of gods cannot be built in the temple at the foot of the mountain, but compared with the top of the mountain, the scale is almost the same. The asphalt platform in the center of the hall is very wide.
but!
There should have been ten locust wood boxes two meters long and wide on it!
These ten locust wood boxes contain ten girls, that is, the ten candidates for the adopted daughters carefully selected by Zhang Jiang for the Ye family.
They must hold a long-bright lamp in the locust wood box in the temple and worship the grandma for three days. After the expiration of the period, the person whose lamp is extinguished will lose the qualification to enter the Ye family.
The Ye family was appointed by the mountain god and was the only family qualified to worship the spiritual master of the mountain.
The Lord of Zhenshan, Qingcheng people affectionately call her "Mammy".
Ye Zhaoling thought about the banquet at around eight o'clock. After listening to the butler's whisper, his father, who had always been as steady as a rock, changed his expression and actually left the table on the spot!
The cool breeze passed by and the light and shadow were blurred. Ye Zhaoling was surprised to find that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Two days later, the father will select a qualified candidate from these ten people and adopt him as his adopted daughter.
And now, all ten locust wood boxes have disappeared!
Where did those ten girls go?
how so?!
In her mind, this has never happened before!
——
——
When Zhang Yu came to find her, she was sitting on the threshold, confused.
After returning home like a zombie, the heavy atmosphere has not diminished one bit.
Ye Zhaoling saw a strange box placed in the living room. It was quite large, long, and square, and it was covered with white cloth. It was hard to tell what it was.
She was not in the mood to ask Zhang Yu what it was.
This wooden apartment carries the memories and past of the two of them for ten years.
She's not the only one here.
Zhang Yu is her husband, and he also has the right to do anything. He does not even need to ask her wishes.
Indeed, he would always respect her wishes in the past.
But now...
She didn't look at Zhang Yu, but stared blankly at the kitchen door.
The place was clean, but in Ye Zhaoling's eyes, it seemed like there were still debris scattered on the ground.
There is no way to be reunited——
Chicken feathers everywhere.
Zhang Yu spoke and asked her if she remembered his advice.
Ye Zhaoling lowered his head and remained silent.
Zhang Yu never lost any temper in front of her.
Because Ye Zhaoling is different from others——
She has lost her memory.
She has no memory of ten years ago, and even to this day, she cannot speak casually.
Even so, Zhang Yu still treated him as he had for ten years.
He is really the perfect model husband in everyone's eyes.
Ten years ago, she was regarded as a monster by people and almost beaten to death. It was Daoist Priest who saved her, but he had no memory of her.
It is only said that her mind has degenerated into an ignorant child of two or three years old, and she needs people to help her actively guide her and learn from scratch.
However, her "father" Ye Gong who adopted her is very busy. He is the head of the Ye family on Qingcheng Mountain and he always has endless work to do.
So, the Taoist priest carefully selected Zhang Yu for her.
Let Zhang Yu teach her common sense in life and how to behave.
After being together for six months, they followed their father's arrangement and got married.
For ten years, he was even willing to strictly obey his father's instructions and never sleep with her.
There are two separate beds in the bedroom.
Although she is still very stupid now, the online world is very complicated. Under 5G surfing, she is not completely ignorant of the life between husband and wife.
Therefore, during the day, those gossips went around calling her a "hen that can't lay eggs", but she had no choice but to accept it.
That's the truth.
However, there is no affectionate desire between men and women to maintain life——
Just relying on that invisible and intangible love...
In other words, can one really love another person for ten years?
If the person standing behind her was not the Ye family, would Zhang Yu still be willing to marry a woman who was ill, unable to speak, and unable to carry on the family line?
The sofa next to her sank, and Zhang Yu sat next to her, his palm covering the back of her hand.
Ye Zhaoling's face was pale and pale. After holding her back for so long, her thin white hands were still as cold as ice.
Should he comfort the poor wife in front of him?
Zhang Yu's eyes darkened slightly.
She is still like ten years ago, seemingly suppressing the thorns in her body, but in times of pain, she mercilessly exposes all the beautiful illusions.
People need to grow, Zhang Yu thought.
He stretched out his hand to lift her chin and looked into those eyes that could not hide his emotions at all, just like when he first saw her on Qingcheng Mountain——
Just like the begonias bloom before it rains, and the pear blossoms snow before they fall, half of the spring is gone.
If life were just like the first time we met, it would actually be meaningless.
Human beings are fickle animals. The more they grow, the more they change beyond recognition.
People, things, and things are ever-changing, and it is common sense to just let nature take its course.
Zhang Yu smiled and hooked out a bunch of things from her lapel with her other hand.
He glanced at her lightly and asked her: "What is this?"
Ye Zhaoling frowned and caught a glimpse of something white from the corner of his eye. He thought it was the white jade bottle given by the Taoist Master, but when he looked closely, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
Because, that is a series of——
White jade locust flower!
She glanced at Zhang Yu in horror, shook her head, and said she didn't know.
Zhang Yu's tone did not soften: "Do you still remember my teachings? Don't hide anything from me."
Her eyes passed over the white jade locust flowers and landed on Zhang Yu's handsome face. They looked at each other.
Under that oppressive gaze, Ye Zhaoling nodded slightly.
Everywhere is beautiful.
Everywhere is familiar.
Everywhere has become strange.
Is ten years really enough for one person to understand another person?
Does she really understand Zhang Yu?
The two looked at each other in silence.
Zhang Yu put away the things, stood up, looked at her condescendingly for a while, and walked into the kitchen.
After a while, a tray was brought out and placed in front of Ye Zhaoling.
He seemed to have returned to normal, his eyes looking at Ye Zhaoling were gentle and affectionate, as moving as spring water and peach blossoms.
Ye Zhaoling took a look.
A bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms that is full of color, flavor and flavor.
There is also a bowl of dark soup.
Zhang Yu picked up the soup, took a spoonful of it and put it to her mouth.
"It's time to take medicine."
She looked at the bowl of soup, and two words she heard during the day suddenly popped into her mind -
"Run away!"
She shuddered with fear and her breathing became rapid.
The doubts in my heart are really like a box full of miscellaneous items.
She pushed the medicine bowl away and refused to drink the medicine.
Zhang Yu's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes as he stared at her were like the snow on the top of Qingcheng Mountain, cutting straight into her heart.
Soon, he smiled slightly.
"If you run into the temple at night and bump into something, your body is already weak, and now you are angry and unwilling to take medicine, you will get sick."
He put down the medicine bowl and touched her head disapprovingly.
"Ye'er, you're not good."
The deep voice made her breathless.
After a stalemate for a while, Zhang Yu took the lead in compromising as usual.
"If you don't want to drink, just don't drink."
Although he said this, he still picked up another bowl.
"You still have to eat rice, your favorite chicken stewed with mushrooms."
“The chicken is very tender.”
Zhang Yu scooped a spoonful of chicken and fed it to her mouth.
Ye Zhaoling turned around, stood up and wanted to leave, but was pressed on the shoulder.
The force almost crushed her shoulder blades.
A flash of fear suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Zhang Yu took back his hand as if nothing had happened.
"If you don't want to eat chicken, don't eat it."
"Ye'er, don't be willful, drink some soup to warm your heart."
He chuckled and added.
"Mushrooms must suit your taste. You like them the most, don't they?"
The spoon moved between his slender fingers and scooped up a piece of mushroom that was fragrant and attractive in color.
This time, the stalemate alone won't change anything.
Ye Zhaoling looked into Zhang Yu's eyes, opened his mouth and took it in one gulp.
She chewed it mechanically.
"I picked this for you myself."
There was a strange light in his eyes.
Between words and actions, he is extremely gentle, caring and full of love.
It seems like I have returned to the time when I was most affectionate.
After feeding her the last mouthful of clear soup in the bowl.
His smile is captivating.
It made Ye Zhaoling feel cold in his heart.
She suddenly felt that her throat was itchy and wanted to vomit, but Zhang Yu reached out and gently but powerfully grabbed her.
Zhang Yu looked straight at her, his eyes wandering on the texture of her skin. The wall lamp beside him exuded warm orange light, and his eyes were like peach blossoms in spring water, mixed with deep emotions.
Ye Zhaoling wanted to turn his gaze, but found that he couldn't.
Their eyes were entangled.
Ye Zhaoling felt with horror that that look was very scary.
It's not like love, it's more like being extremely excited——
Madness in the mire.
The fingertips rubbed the corners of her lips, the index finger hooked her chin, and the thin lips came closer and closer.
She turned her head to avoid it.
"Ye'er."
He was not annoyed, and when he called her affectionately as usual——
For a moment, she felt that he was not him.
His handsome face seemed to have been replaced by another completely unfamiliar face.
It’s not Zhang Yu anymore.
She should have taken a closer look at the "lover" beside her, but she failed -
She gradually felt that her eyelids were heavy and she could not open her eyes.
His face was shaking as he was close at hand.
Ye Zhaoling's eyelids were half-closed, and he vaguely saw a monster with eyes all over his face.
Zhang Yu stared at her slowly lowered head, smiled softly, and hugged her into his arms as usual, patting her back.
The voice is soft.
"Don't be afraid, my Ye'er."
Ye Zhaoling didn't know why, let alone asked why.
Soon he closed his eyes in Zhang Yu's arms.
At this moment, all the lights went out and the apartment fell into darkness.
Zhang Yu held her and sat there for a long time.
Until the body temperature of the person in the arms gradually cools down.
The warmth in his eyes was also blown away by the cold wind.
He lifted the white cloth on the "box" in the living room, pushed open the sliding cover, and put her into the simple coffin.
A woman's cry came from outside.
"Brother Yu! Have you finished dealing with that woman?"
"My uncle sent me to remind you that the mountain gate will be closed tomorrow! Now it's time to get down to business!"
