The evening breeze blows gently, and the plain silk floats lightly.
In Anyi, east of Hedong, there was a famous family, and the Wei family's mansion was in mourning.
The second son of the head of the family, Wei Hao, died of illness yesterday. He was only twenty-five years old and had no heirs.
In the back hall, Wei Hao and his son were sitting opposite each other.
The eldest son, Wei Chou, is named Bo Chou, and his name corresponds to the character, which should be taken from the word "covet". Wei Jian is young and mature, and is known for his talent and learning.
At this time, Wei Ji was still serving as the county magistrate in Maoling. When he learned that his second brother was seriously ill, he hurried back to his hometown, but he was too late to see him for the last time.
The old father, Wei Hao, had white hair on his head, wrapped in plain silk, and looked sad.
Wei Jian consoled him: "Father, there is no resurrection after death. It is better to mourn my second brother as soon as possible."
There is an old custom in the local area. People who die of illness or those who die young need to be buried as soon as possible, and Taoist priests have to be invited to set up altars at their homes to perform rituals and repose their souls.
Wei Hao saw the white-haired man away from the black-haired man. He was so sad that he couldn't help himself. After hearing the words of his eldest son, he burst into tears.
"Bo Xi, an eldest brother is like a father. It is up to you to handle Zhongdao's funeral. As a father, I am really full of ambition but not strong enough."
Wei Qian was equally sad. He clenched his palms and nodded heavily in response.
"That's fine. Father, let's take a good rest. I'll go find Uncle Wen and ask him to go to Qingfeng Temple to invite the immortal master to come and do the practice."
Wei Hao responded, as if he had aged ten years.
At this moment, an exclamation came from outside the hall.
"Master, Master, Second Master, Second Master, he... pretended to be a corpse and ran away..."
Previously.
Wei Cheng woke up feeling light-headed and light-headed. A strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine hit the tip of his nose, and then sore water rose up in his throat, and he vomited it out with a 'wow' sound.
The medicinal soup combined with the gastric juice gave off a stench. When he opened the white cloth covering his body, he realized that he seemed to be lying in a coffin.
Before he could react, there were screams all around.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a group of people running away in a panic, and now there was only a woman in silk clothes, staring at him.
Wei Cheng looked around at a loss. Everywhere was antique and candlelight flickered.
If so, he wasn't afraid, but the surrounding decoration made it clear that it was a serious mourning hall.
Looking at himself lying in the coffin, Wei Cheng subconsciously thought that he had hit a ghost.
As for the woman who was staring at him, although she looked extremely perfect, weren't all the female ghosts on TV like this?
When Wei Cheng thought of this, he climbed out of the coffin and ran towards the door without thinking too much.
Fortunately, it was smooth sailing along the way, so he didn't care so much. When he saw a door open, he would climb up when he encountered a wall. If he found a direction, he would just run away.
It wasn't until he was out of breath and his legs were weak that he realized that he had run into a wilderness without realizing it.
There were weeds all around, the chirping of insects and cicadas, and the cold wind blowing on his face made him shiver.
Just as I was still in shock, I suddenly heard someone behind me shouting in an unknown dialect: "Follow me, it's in this direction, the footprints are very clear..."
Wei Cheng's heart trembled. He looked around again and saw a tall reed swamp in front of him, so he plunged into it.
Unexpectedly, halfway through the run, his feet suddenly became empty and he fell into the water.
What's even more unfortunate is that the water seems to be very deep, and Wei Cheng doesn't know how to swim. He flopped a few times, trying to grab the reeds on the side to save himself.
But the sky was pitch dark at the moment, and he just felt like he had grabbed something, and his whole body slowly sank into the water.
"Gulu, Gulu, go back, I want to go back...Gulu..."
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'Poof' sound.
The sliding glass door shook violently, and then a wave of water-colored ripples appeared on the glass surface as smooth as a mirror.
Wei Teng vomited out wetly, and just hit it on the sofa nearby.
"Hoo, ho..." He was panting, his hands and feet still waving randomly in the air.
Only when he could see clearly what was in front of him did he realize that he had left the water and was lying on his sofa at home.
If it weren't for the fact that there was still moisture on his body and his hair was wet, he would have thought he just had a nightmare.
After getting up and sitting up, Wei Cheng coughed for a while. There was still a strong smell of Chinese medicine in his mouth, and there was a strong odor of medicine residue between his lips and teeth.
I got up and walked to the bathroom, rinsing my mouth with tap water. When he looked up, Wei Cheng looked horrified.
I saw the person in the mirror dressed in Hanfu, with long black hair hanging down the shoulders, and there were some algae and rotten leaves between the wet hair...
"I, this, this is me?" Wei Cheng touched his face in disbelief.
It's him, yes, the face shape, facial features, eyebrows and expressions are exactly the same, but... what's going on with this hair?
And this Hanfu?
Suddenly, Wei Cheng suddenly realized something.
Wei Cheng ran to the balcony and looked at the sliding glass door.
As he approached the sliding door, a magical power seemed to surge through the glass. A voice in his heart told him: After entering, it will be another world.
This is a very magical voice, which seems to be imprinted on his heart, as if it is a convention.
Wei Cheng looked at the rippled glass surface and resisted the urge to enter it. He turned around and walked to the bathroom. He planned to take a bath first, mainly to take off his Hanfu. He was really uncomfortable wearing this.
Of course, he was still worried.
If this body is not his, then...where is his own body?
Miraculously, as soon as he walked about two meters away, the ripples on the sliding glass door stopped. Looking carefully, the glass was still the same piece of glass, and nothing seemed to have changed.
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Anyi, Hedong, is the mansion of the Wei family.
The second son who originally died suddenly came back to life. This should have been a joyful and good thing.
However, Wei Hao couldn't be happy at this time no matter what.
Everyone in the family who could be sent out was sent out. After searching all over, they found out that he was missing.
Wei Hao's anger was written directly on his face. Looking at his daughter-in-law who was sobbing beside him, he felt even more upset.
Ever since Cai's legitimate daughter got married, nothing good has happened in the family.
If that's all, that's it.
What makes him most intolerable is that this daughter-in-law has nothing to do so far. If it weren't for her identity as Cai's daughter, Wei Hao would have asked his son to divorce her. Fortunately, now that her husband was back from the dead, she actually watched him run away.
No matter how well rested Wei Hao was, he couldn't help but scold her a few times.
Seeing her crying, I felt annoyed again. So he said, "Please step back. Don't come to see me until I find Cheng'er. It's best to move back to Cai's house. I can be out of sight and out of mind, so I can live in peace and quiet."
Wei Jian, who was standing next to him, opened his mouth to speak, but Wei Hao stopped him with his hand.
Wei Jian frowned slightly, looked at Cai Yan who was kneeling on the ground, and sighed helplessly. There was indeed something wrong with Cai Yan today. It was a joyful thing for her second brother to wake up, but she watched her second brother run away without stopping him. This was really unjustifiable.
Cai Yan looked up at Wei Hao and then at Wei Ji. Seeing her father-in-law and uncle acting like this, she felt she had nothing to say.
At that time, she was also frightened out of her wits. Her dead husband suddenly pretended to be dead. It was already good that she didn't run around with the servants. There was no time to catch him.
However, she was very puzzled. Why did her husband look at her with fear?
Am I that terrible?
We've been married for three years and you don't even touch me?
My father-in-law blames me for not being able to give birth to a son and a daughter for you, but have you ever given me a chance?
Cai Yan felt bitter in her heart, but she also had trouble saying that it would be hard to tell her father-in-law about her husband's faults.
