Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: 737. Seventy-eighth bowl of soup (nine)

This is the anti-theft seal. She has been waiting for the little girl to appear, but since she decided to stay, the little girl once warned her not to violate the law of nature and cause and effect. Since then, Qinghuan has never again heard her voice. She thought that when she came back here, the little girl would appear, but Qing Huan had been waiting here for a long time, so long that she didn't even remember how long it had passed. From beginning to end, the little girl never reappeared. The thatched hut also disappeared overnight, and there was nothing in the middle of the bridge except for the fire, the table for the soup, and the spirit banner.

Qing Huan walked slowly to the side of the bridge. The Wangchuan River under the bridge was calm, and there were no ghosts who were struggling and wailing before. She thought for a while, then went back to the stove, picked up the paddle fan and fanned the fire gently so that it wouldn't go out, but on second thought, the fire here will never go out.

She waited for a long time, but no one came. If it wasn't for her clear memory, she would even think that the little girl had never appeared from the beginning to the end. Qing Huan sat at the table every day, quietly looking at the dark distance.

Until this day, the water of the Wangchuan River started to boil and rolled as if it were boiling, and the cry of ghosts began to be heard on the river surface. When Qing Huan sat in the same place, she saw a woman walking far away. The grievances of the ghosts in the Wangchuan River condensed and poured into the stove one by one, becoming a long-lasting fire. And the hot soup in the pot also began to bubbling, and it was so cloudy that the original color could not be seen. Life is alive, there are seven emotions and six desires, ups and downs, so this soup, when everyone drinks it, the taste is not the same.

It is strange to say that every time the woman took a step, water dripped on her body, and the water trail slowly extended along her footsteps. Her face was pale and swollen, obviously from being immersed in water for a long time, but even so, you could see how charming and beautiful she should have been in her lifetime. Not only that, her skirt was faintly red, as if blood was flowing out. Qing Huan suddenly found that as the female ghost approached, the turbid soup in the pot gradually became clear.

The ghosts in the Forgotten River howled louder. They stretched out their rotten hands, opened their rotten mouths, and stared at the people on the bridge with their eyeless eyes.

This is the sadness of ghosts. If there is any obsession, one is to stay in the Yang World to become a ghost, and the other is to suffer the most painful memories of death day and night before liberation. Unless you let go of your obsessions, you cannot be reborn in eternity. There are many such ghosts, not all of them have the good luck of the female ghost Qiqi, and very few people can achieve great merits, so those who cannot become serious ghosts and are unwilling to be reincarnated must jump off the bridge of Naihe , they can't even get to the middle of the bridge at all. Obsession entangled them, and only Wangchuan was their destination.

But even if they stay in this river for thousands of years and become crazy, only their instincts are left, and many ghosts can't forget their wishes and let go of their obsessions, so day after day, year after year. For people in the earth, one day in the sky and one year in the ground. But for the people of the underworld, especially the ghosts in the Wangchuan River, one day in the world is a hundred years in the Wangchuan River. They were in such a long time, entangled, painful, unable to break free.

Whenever a new ghost arrives, the ghosts who have lost their minds will come to the surface and cry, hoping that this is the person they have been waiting for for a long time.

However, not after all.

Qing Huan sat at the table, watching the female ghost look at her with fear and anxiety. She murmured, "Where is this? Where is this?!" She looked panicked, as if she had lost her mind.

...She is not the master here, so she speaks rashly, isn't she a bit overbearing? What's more, she is also a helpless ghost... But Qinghuan was soft-hearted, and seeing that the woman was in a panic, she said warmly: "This is a place where people can only come after they die, don't you know that you are already dead? ?"

The female ghost listened in a daze, and for a while, Fang Luo wept, "Yes...I, I'm already dead...I'm already...dead..." She whimpered, covering her face with her hands and crying .

For some reason, Qing Huan suddenly felt that maybe this was the second wish the little girl had left for her. What did she say at first? He only said that if she could fulfill the wish of the first ghost she met when she left the thatched hut, she could repair her body... But she didn't promise that she could save her benefactor. Could it be that she didn't do enough?

But her wish before that was indeed fulfilled.

This time, without Qing Huan asking, the female ghost slowly told her story...

It turns out that her name was Hongluan, and she was the daughter of a small family before her death, but she had a beautiful face since she was a child. , Master Shang Shu is young and promising, and she is also very good at the beginning. But later, when she was most favored, Lord Shang Shu brought back a woman. That woman was a gift from a friend from the court of Lord Shangshu. Although her appearance was only delicate, her methods were very good. Even Mrs. Shangshu was no match. But in just a few months, she let Lord Shang Shu's heart fall on her and left Hong Luan in the cold.

Even because of Hong Luan's favor before, she still calculated carefully, making Lord Shang Shu think that Hong Luan is a jealous woman who only knows how to compete for favor!

Hongluan is only a little girl, how can she fight against her? He couldn't even refute, but he fell into a disadvantage and couldn't get up.

If this is the end of the matter, the two sides will be safe and sound, but Hongluan is pregnant after being neglected by Lord Shang Shu! The Master Shang Shu was approaching his age and had never had a child under his knees, so he was not happy when he learned that Hong Luan was pregnant. He was so gentle and considerate to her, so loving. However, when Hongluan was three months pregnant, she unexpectedly miscarried!

Master Shang Shu was furious, but he didn't find out what was going on, so he had to let it go. Hongluan lost her fetus in pain, and was very old and haggard. Another year passed, and she was pregnant again!

This time, she was cautious, extremely cautious. The child was saved, but he destroyed himself! I don't know where that concubine came from, but for some reason, she was charged with adultery! Lord Shang Shu dotes on that woman, and he can almost be said to be obedient to her. Naturally, he has no sympathy for Hong Luan. He actually drowned her in the pool without finding an adulterer!

With the flesh and blood in the belly, Hong Luan died of injustice.

The soaring grievances stimulated the ghosts in the Wangchuan River, and Hongluan burst into tears: "Master is so cruel! I have followed him for several years, and have I ever had the scheming to harm his beloved wife and concubines! He is so ruthless, Actually, actually took me..."

Qing Huan could see clearly that the resentment and hatred she kept were all directed at the auntie. Although she complained about the master in her mouth, it was far from equal to her love for him! "So, how are you doing?"

"I want to keep my two children and let them grow up safely...I also want that woman to be punished!" The female ghost Hongluan gritted her teeth.

Qing Huan looked at her and asked, "Where's the master?"

Hong Luan was startled, hesitated for a long time, then Fang said: "...he treats me ruthlessly, why should I care about him!" Thinking of the two children who died, the love in Hong Luan's heart turned into a monstrous hatred. with anger.

Three days have passed, and Eunuch Fu still has not been able to find the culprit who hurt Yuanyuan. He was so worried that his hair was turning white. He was trembling when he saw Emperor Yuanshou all day long, for fear that His Majesty would kill him if he was unhappy. 's brain.

Three days, not only is he not doing things right now, but he's stupid.

Master Yuanyuan appeared on a path that day. The problem is that the path leads to all the palaces, and he can't check it at all. I asked around a few palaces nearby, but nothing was found. All in all, in a word, the rich father-in-law felt an itchy neck these days, as if his head was about to fall off uncontrollably.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, but Qing Huan enjoyed it very much. These three days have been the days of her eating and opening her mouth, sleeping when she is full, eating when she wakes up, not to mention how comfortable her life is. The best medicine is used on the wound, the scab that should be scabbed, and the one that should be healed is healed. In three days, she was able to get off the ground and walk freely.

On this day, while Emperor Yuanshou was bathing, Eunuch Fu squatted in front of Qing Huan with goat milk and looked at her eagerly. Alas, what a beautiful kitten, it has been turned into this way... A paw wrapped like a little man's head: "Master Yuanyuan, the minions are useless, the minions can't find out that this hurts you Who the **** is the man, can the master show the slaves a clear way?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that he was under too much pressure and might have lost his mind. He asked a cat about this for shit. Even if Yuanyuan was very human, even His Majesty was subdued by her, but after all, she was only a Always a cat! How could a cat understand human words, how could she still remember who the person who hurt her was, and where should she go to find it? !

When the rich father-in-law was ready to apologize with death, Qing Huan jumped out of the cathouse on the bed with difficulty, meowing at him twice, signaling him to hug.

If she wasn't injured, Qing Huan wouldn't be afraid of the distance from the dragon bed to the ground, but now... it's better for her to ask Fu Gong Gong to help her.

Eunuch Fu foolishly picked up Qing Huan and put it on the ground, thinking that she was going to look for His Majesty: "Oh no, Master Yuanyuan, His Majesty is bathing, there is water there, the imperial doctor said, you The wounds all over the body can't be soaked in water..."