My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 48 The Face in the Mirror

   "Boom!"

  In the garden behind the house.

  The airflow swirls, and dead leaves fly.

  In the open space, Luo Qingzhou punched heavily, and the strong wind howled, practicing the Benlei Fist slowly and quickly.

  In the past, he didn't come here to practice because he was afraid of hurting the flowers and plants and leaving too obvious marks;

  There is no way today.

  Tonight, the mother-in-law and the rest of the Qin family are going to listen to the Yuyuan on a moonlit night. It is estimated that the servant girls will go to the garden to make preparations in the afternoon.

  He must not be able to practice there anymore.

   Front yards are also inappropriate.

   When practicing Ben Leiquan, there was too much movement, and someone could hear it when they passed by the door.

  So I can only come to the backyard.

   But today he is not going to practice for too long.

   After beating three times in a row and sweating slightly all over, he stopped.

   Go back to the front yard.

   Boiled hot water in the kitchen, wiped himself off, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the room.

   Sit down by the window.

  First, I closed my eyes and meditated, then I opened the book and read it seriously.

"A gentleman behaves according to his position, and does not want to be outside of it. If he is rich and honored, he behaves when he is rich; if he is poor and humble, he behaves when he is poor; "

  "The honesty is self-contained, and the way is the way itself. The honesty is the end of things, and there is no thing without sincerity. Therefore, honesty is the most precious thing for a gentleman. Honesty is not just self-improvement..."

  Although Luo Qingzhou has already memorized these articles in his mind, every time he reads them again, he will recite them word by word in his heart.

   And every time, it seems that there is a new experience.

  After reading "The Doctrine of the Mean", read "The Analects", "Book of Changes", "Shangshu" and so on.

   These have been seen.

   Looking through the bookshelf next to him, he found that the second son of Qin brought him a lot of good books last time.

  In addition to the books required for the imperial examination, there are actually several strange novels, stories about ghosts and gods, and collections of folk ghost stories that have been widely circulated.

  Luo Qingzhou flipped out from the bookshelf, piled them on the desk, and read them one by one.

   Soon I was addicted to it.

"Beyond the southern wilderness there is a volcano, burning day and night. In the fire there are rats weighing a hundred catties. Their hair is more than two feet long and as thin as silk. They can be made into cloth. They live in the fire constantly, and they turn white when they go out. They are fertilized by water. If it is dead, take its hair and weave it into cloth..."

   "The prince of Changshan, the grandson of the great Sikou. There are many strange houses. I tasted that there are spring stools in the mansion, the flesh is red, and it is very moist..."

  Luo Qingzhou was fascinated by watching it, and couldn't put it down.

  Time passed quietly.

  Before you know it, the sun has set.

   When Xiaodie's knock on the door sounded outside, Fang Fang woke up from the weird and wonderful stories in the book.

  Looking up and looking out the window, it was already evening.

  He collected himself, put away the sun-moon bronze mirror and the dark blue juice on the mirror, and then went out to the opened courtyard door.

  Xiao Die stood outside with the food, saw him open the door and whispered: "Master, are you practicing indoors?"

  Luo Qingzhou took the food in her hand, walked back to the small courtyard and said, "I'm reading. The second son of Qin sent some books last time. There are a few very interesting books in them. I was distracted for a while."

  Xiao Die asked curiously: "My lord, what kind of book is it? Is it very good?"

  Luo Qingzhou sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, and while eating, he said, "If you want to hear ghost stories, I'll tell you tonight."

   "Ah! No, slaves don't listen..."

  Xiao Die heard that it was about ghosts, her face turned pale with fright, and she waved her hands repeatedly.

  Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

  Xiaodie said with a bitter face: "Of course I am afraid, who is not afraid of ghosts."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "Then have you ever seen a ghost?"

  Xiaodie quickly shook her head: "No... this servant has never seen a ghost. If I had, I would have been scared to death."

  Luo Qingzhou looked at her frightened face, and thought of what she had just read in a book.

"The weaker a person is, the more timid, the more guilty, the easier it is to see ghosts. Ghosts belong to yin, and they love to haunt women with yin, men with weak yang, people with diseases, and those who walk alone in the dark and feel flustered. timid person…"

  "When Yang is strong, ghosts are afraid; if blood is heavy, ghosts are afraid, courage is strong, little ghosts are frightened... If you encounter ghosts, overcome the fear in your heart, don't be afraid, be brave and reprimand, be righteous, and the opponent will retreat..."

  There are warriors and monsters in this world. I wonder if there really are ghosts?

  Luo Qingzhou thought to himself, lowering his head while eating.

  This little girl is timid, so I can't talk to her about these things anymore, lest she have nightmares at night.

  With his current energy and blood, it is estimated that even if he encounters a ghost, the other party will not dare to approach him.

  Thinking of ghosts, ghosts, and lost consciousness in the dark night, lonely, wandering ghosts, he suddenly thought of his mother.

  After her mother was killed, she could not be buried in the Luo family grave due to her low status.

  At that time, no one in the Luo family was even willing to give up a small piece of land for him to bury his mother.

  The eldest lady said something, and he always remembered: How can this unscrupulous and lowly woman dirty the land of our Luo family? It has affected the feng shui of our Luo family, even if she is reincarnated in the next life to be a cow or a horse, she will be unforgivably guilty!

  So in the end, he had to bury his mother in the mountains outside the city.

  The mountain forest is only a few kilometers away from the village where his mother and he used to live.

  When people in that village die, they are sometimes buried in that forest.

  So the mother can be regarded as returning to her roots, and she is safe in the soil.

  But the hatred brought about by this incident has always been buried deep in his heart.

  Thinking of it at this moment, I still gritted my teeth in hatred.

  The actions of the Luo family, as well as the cold-blooded and meanness of the eldest lady and Luo Yannian, are deeply engraved in his bones, even if they change their souls, they will never be forgotten.

  He will remember this hatred, as well as the murder of his mother!

only…

   I don’t know whether my mother went into the earth, because of what the book said, because of an unjust death and not being able to let him go, she became a wronged soul, wandering alone and helpless in the dark night, or if she had already been reincarnated and became a new human being.

  Thinking of this, Luo Qingzhou felt a little overwhelmed.

  It would be great if you could open the eyes of the sky and see ghosts and ghosts as recorded in the book.

   That way, he won't be afraid.

  He will go to his mother's grave, to the forest, and take a good look.

   Maybe I can see that weak and poor woman again, see that familiar and kind face, and then talk to her, chat with her, and accompany her tenderly.

  Even if she has no body, no memory...

  Luo Qingzhou thought wildly and finished his meal.

at this time.

   Night has fallen.

  A full moon rises into the sky.

  The small courtyard was illuminated with snow-white.

  Luo Qingzhou went back to the room, took out the sun-moon bronze mirror from under the bed, put the moon side up, and put it on the desk in front of the window, ready to light the lamp and continue reading.

  The bright moonlight spilled in through the window lattice and fell into the mirror. The moonlight in the mirror became dark and blurred.

  Luo Qingzhou glanced casually, and was suddenly taken aback.

  He thought he was wrong.

  He stretched his head all over again, facing the mirror, blocking the moonlight outside the window, just like before, he couldn't see himself in the mirror!

  He was startled, quickly picked up the bronze mirror on the table, and faced himself again.

  He stood with his back to the window, the moonlight fell on him, and fell with his cheeks into the dark mirror carved with the moon.

   Suddenly he appeared in the mirror again.

  But that face was not only eerie and weird, but also distorted and fluttered like mist.

   It looks extremely hideous and terrifying!

  (end of this chapter)