Huang Mansion, the back house.
Mr. Huang was dressed in foreign clothes and lay on the table smelling of alcohol. There were messy wine bottles everywhere on the table and on the floor.
Mrs. Huang sat on the bed blankly, her hands tightly tangled together.
She had been in this state for an afternoon.
Ever since her daughter was hurriedly sent out, she panicked and asked why. At first, Mr. Huang didn't want to say anything, but Mrs. He kept pestering her.
Mr. Huang was already feeling uneasy, and he had been frightened before, so now he had no choice but to send his daughter to keep the family safe. There was a mix of anxiety, joy, guilt, and a hint of joy.
"The Sword Comes"
His mind was in a state of confusion, and he felt extremely irritated. There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, which made him feel heartbroken and his eyes were red.
I wish I could rush out with a knife and chop them indiscriminately, and drive out all the people in order to relieve the anger in my heart.
But he didn't dare. There was only a trace of reason left in his heart.
In order to control himself and vent his emotions, he could only drink wine and drink it all afternoon.
Mr. Huang suddenly twitched, and a wine bottle hit the ground and shattered into pieces.
The explosion woke him up. Mr. Huang didn't even open his eyes, but shouted with a mouth full of alcohol: "Come here, bring me some wine. Where is the wine? Are you all dead?"
As soon as the word "death" was heard, the madam, who had been in a daze just now and didn't know what she was thinking, felt her head explode with a bang.
Her eyes were red and her eyebrows were standing straight up. She rushed forward in three steps at a time, grabbed her husband, and swung her right hand into a big mouth.
Snapped!
After the crisp sound, a slap mark suddenly appeared on Mr. Huang's right face, and then it became congested and swollen with blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mrs. Huang shouted sternly: "Drink? You old thing has the nerve to drink! Give my daughter back! Give my daughter back!"
"What are you shouting for?"
The pain on his face was unbearable. Mr. Huang regained some consciousness, but he still instinctively pushed his wife away and shouted: "What do you know about a woman? The pearl is the apple of my eye. I have held it in my hand since I was a child." Afraid of falling, afraid of melting when held in my mouth. I love her like a treasure. How could I be willing to push her into the fire pit unless I had to?
Isn't this a last resort?
Those monks and Taoists who seek fame and reputation, when they are short of money on weekdays, every one of them boasts of himself to the sky, like a living Buddha or a land god, but when they are really needed, not a single one of them is left.
It’s useless!
In times of crisis, the purpose of pushing the orb out is to save the lives of dozens of people in our family. Do you want my Huang family to be exterminated and wiped out? "
Mr. Huang shouted very loudly, as if he wanted to shout out the resentment in his heart.
Mrs. Huang also stared, with tears flowing out unsatisfactoryly. The two of them stared at each other like cockfighting cocks, and did not speak for a long time.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Mrs. Huang sat back on the couch slumped, and said coldly: "The head of the family is innocent, so he suffered this disaster. I hope that I can take this as a warning, otherwise I will not be able to escape the first day of the new year, but I will not be able to escape the fifteenth day." But there is no second daughter to die for you!"
Mr. Huang was silent for a moment: "You don't need to tell me this. I have my own idea. If I can get through tonight safely, I will naturally repent in the future, burn incense and repent, build bridges and repair roads, etc. If I can't even get through tonight, then... Don’t say anything anymore!”
Silence fell between the two again.
Mr. Huang was in a daze, his hands unconsciously rummaging through a pile of empty bottles. He finally found a wine bottle with more than half a tael left, and he quickly put it to his mouth and drank it down.
Around three o'clock in the morning, Mr. Huang suddenly woke up.
He was horrified to find that he was in an extremely narrow space, surrounded by darkness without a trace of light.
However, in this situation, he could clearly see the skeleton in wedding clothes lying next to him.
The skeleton suddenly turned its head to look at Mr. Huang, its teeth clicking together as if smiling.
Mr. Huang felt that his hair was about to explode, and a cold air seeped into his body, making him freeze instantly and unable to move.
There was a sound of wind in my ears, and my eyes went dark.
Mr. Huang howled miserably in his heart: Bai Yuzi! You lied to me! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!
In the inn, Gao Ning and others sat around the stone table in the small courtyard, with a basin in front of them.
Gao Ning used alchemy to change the reflection of light and present a projection of the interior of the Huang Mansion on the bottom of the basin. The protagonist is of course Mr. Huang.
At this time, he was still lying on the wine table. Mrs. Huang was tired from crying and fell asleep unconsciously.
Suddenly, Mr. Huang's body began to twitch, and the table also trembled, as if it was swinging.
The legs of the table hit the floor tiles, making a constant clicking sound, which was very impressive in this quiet backyard.
The three of them had just returned not long ago. After settling Miss Huang, they asked the waiter to prepare some supper, and then gathered in the yard, using the magic of the water basin to secretly watch.
They had actually been watching it for more than 20 minutes, but the screen remained still, nothing happened, and they could still faintly hear Mr. Huang's snoring.
The three of them all felt a little bored, so they focused most of their energy on the supper. Unexpectedly, just as they finished eating, there was movement on Mr. Huang's side.
The attention of the three people was immediately attracted, and their four eyes were fixed on the picture.
Gao Ning naturally doesn't need to watch the broadcast. He can watch the live broadcast through the golden formation.
No matter which angle you look at, you can clearly see the changes in Mr. Huang's body.
His body seemed to have been sucked by the Dryad Granny from the air. At a speed visible to the naked eye, it gradually turned into a mummy among the rhythmic boards.
As it fell to the ground with a clang, the mummy opened its mouth wide in slow motion and struggled in slow motion, as if screaming.
But before he finished this action, his body suddenly trembled, as if being crushed by an invisible force, and instantly turned into a puddle of dust.
Mr. Huang just disappeared out of thin air, leaving only his loose uniform as a reminder that he once existed.
From the time Mr. Huang's body changed to the time he disappeared, it only took five seconds. Dr. Huang and Xiaohui were stunned.
The two were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and were about to open their mouths to say something.
The familiar voice appeared again, and the scene suddenly turned and locked on Mrs. Huang on the bed.
As a result, the magical spell of evaporation happened again.
In the next minute, the screen continuously jumped to more than 20 people. As clothes fell to the ground one by one, people disappeared one by one. In just a few minutes, the huge homestead became... Empty.
After a long time, Dr. Huang turned to look at Gao Ning and said in a hoarse voice: "What... what is this?"
Gao Ning frowned and said nothing.
