"Beautiful brother!"
The child's voice is not small. When he shouts in the empty ancestral hall, he is a little shocked and a little cautious.
"Shh! Keep your voice down!"
Liang Yue covered the child's mouth, but the child was very strange and bit Liang Yue's mouth. The pain made Liang Yue's mouth crooked!
"Okay! If you want to shout, you can shout! If someone sees you being disrespectful to your ancestors, you will definitely be punished!"
The child stopped screaming and covered his mouth this time.
The child only focused on covering his mouth, but didn't care about catching Liang Yue.
Liang Yue took the opportunity to snap her fingers and become invisible.
"Wow!" The child couldn't help shouting, "Fairy and beautiful brother!"
So ignorant!
Liang Yue secretly tapped the child's head lightly.
"Ouch!"
The child yelled again, and only halfway through, he immediately covered his mouth.
He kept covering his mouth and exited the ancestral hall before letting go.
"I will never shout in the ancestral hall again!"
The child touched his heart with lingering fear and ran away quickly.
Is this noisy kid like Chu Ziyang's son?
impossible!
How could such a person give birth to such a cute child!
Liang Yue was a little curious, so she secretly followed the child and saw him trotting all the way, his legs flying very fast. After a while, he ran into a small courtyard on a familiar road.
There was a crack in the door of the small courtyard. The child was a little out of breath after running. He took a breath at the door and then pushed the door open and went in. He looked around crookedly and saw that there was no one in the courtyard. He quickly ran into the house again. After a while, a little head appeared in front of the desk in front of the window.
The child clumsily picked up the brush and pretended to write with it.
Liang Yue looked through the window and made a few crooked strokes, but she couldn't see what "ghost talismans" he had written.
Another child who doesn't like to study.
Liang Yue just wanted to educate this "truant" child, but she heard footsteps outside.
"Don't just play with the young master all day long, he has already reached the age where he should study!"
The voice was high and loud, quite familiar.
It was Chu Ziyang.
"The young master has been working very hard recently. He no longer catches butterflies or flies kites. He has been staying in the yard reading and writing. He is obedient."
The voice was cold and a little hoarse. Liang Yue was deeply impressed by this voice. Even if she hadn't heard it for ten years, she still felt cold.
Red ghost!
Chu Ziyang’s most loyal bastard!
Their relationship as master and servant is quite strong!
Liang Yue sneered.
While talking, the two people had already entered the courtyard.
The first one to step in was the red ghost, who was responsible for opening the door for Chu Ziyang.
He was still wearing the same uniform as a guard, with a terrifying grimace mask on his face, but there was no sign of time.
Chu Ziyang came in later. He looked thinner than he did ten years ago, his body was not as strong as before, his temples were whiter, and there were wrinkles on his face. It seemed that he had been very tired in the past ten years and had aged a lot. He looks like he is over fifty.
Liang Yuexin said that Chu Ziyang didn't take good care of himself! He's only in his thirties and already looks like an old man!
"Ouch! Is Yige practicing calligraphy?"
Chu Ziyang walked in, and his tone of voice was full of fatherly kindness.
He walked to the desk, looked at the ugly words written by the child, and laughed loudly: "What is this? Where are the symbols? Haha! You kid, are you going to eat the ink?"
The child pretended to be aggrieved, wiped the ink on his mouth, jumped off the chair, and greeted Chu Ziyang: "Son, meet your adoptive father!"
Foster father?
Liang Yue's brows jumped slightly.
Sure enough, he was adopted!
Chu Ziyang sat on the couch and waved to the child!
"Okay! Okay! Let's take a rest! Yi Ge! Come and sit with your adoptive father for a while!"
Recalling a song?
Are these two words?
Liang Yue's heart tightened.
As expected, what Chu Ziyang cares about most is still his
My late sister, Chu Ge!
Liang Yue couldn't stand the look of a loving father and a filial son, and originally wanted to cause trouble.
But when I heard Chu Ziyang calling the child's name again and again, I felt that he was actually just a pitiful person!
never mind! gone!
Liang Yue was walking out when she happened to pass by a guard. She saw the guard in a hurry, with a look of horror on his face, and there was a bit of bloody smell on his body.
Liang Yue slowed down and turned around to see the guard rushing in to report: "Your Majesty, it's bad, that happened again!"
Liang Yue immediately frowned when she saw Chu Ziyang, got up from the couch, and winked at the red ghost.
The red ghost understood immediately, exited first, and hurried out with the guard. .
As he walked, he said to the guard: "Don't let the young master hear this kind of thing!"
Liang Yue heard the child named Yi Ge behind her ask Chu Ziyang: "Father, what's going on?"
"Nothing, my adoptive father will come back tonight!"
Liang Yue saw the red ghost and the guards outside the yard and said, "The young master likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be waited on by others. You guys should protect him secretly and don't be discovered by the young master."
This kid has quite a temper!
Liang Yue was just thinking about why there were no servants in this courtyard. It turned out to be the child's fault.
After the red ghost finished explaining, he took a team of guards and headed straight to the south of the city with Chu Ziyang.
Liang Yue followed all the way, folding her arms and buying two bags of snacks on the way, observing Chu Ziyang while eating.
After ten years of not seeing each other, this person seems to have become calmer, unlike before where he only made noises.
Even so, Liang Yue still didn't have a good impression of Chu Ziyang.
The Chengnan Market is always lively on weekdays, and today it was even more crowded with onlookers who were not too embarrassed to watch the excitement. They surrounded the three floors inside and three floors outside, talking to each other.
Oops!
Did they think they were watching a show?
Don’t you even know how to write the word “fear”?
Liang Yue landed in front of the crowd and saw the scene inside.
This should be a fortune teller's stall, but the one sitting on the table at the moment is not a fortune teller, but a mouse.
This mouse is about the size of a big cat, weighing six or seven pounds at least. It stands on the chair with its two front paws forward, its two eyes staring forward, and its mouth open, as if there is something else in its mouth. thing.
It looked as if a spirited mouse was making fortune-telling gestures.
This is indeed not scary. What is scary is that on the table, an old man with a white beard wearing a Taoist robe is sitting cross-legged on the table, with his head hanging down. His body is so shriveled that there is only skin and bones, and there is blood flowing from him. The water flowed down drop by drop from his mouth, staining his robes red.
This should be the original fortune teller.
"The King of Bei'an is here!"
The onlookers had no choice but to retreat reluctantly, making room for the people from the palace.
"Give way!"
The guards began to clear the place, but there were still many people hiding secretly at the entrance of the alley and looking this way.
The red ghost walked over with his sword in hand, and first poked the mouse with the hilt of the sword. With a gentle poke, the mouse suddenly turned into a ball of fire, burning like a handful of dry wood.
The red ghost poked the fortune teller again, already too angry to die.
The red ghost raised the fortune teller's drooped head.
