Immortal Voices Chapter 346: Borrowing

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Rong Xian's footsteps stopped at the second house, the wooden door was tightly tied, and the dim light in the house was looming.

It seems that the person hasn't slept yet.

The corner of Rong Xian's mouth was slightly raised, and she stepped forward and knocked on the door gently.

‘Boom, boom, boom’

The dull sound of the wooden door reverberated in the night, three times at a time, without hurries, and clearly passed into the host's ears.

The woman was coaxing the child to sleep, and when she heard the knock on the door, she raised her voice and shouted: "Who, this night."

She yelled to the backyard: "Master, someone is knocking on the door. Go and see if you have something to do with you."

The man placed a pile of wormwood and heard his wife's shout before he could light it.

The buzzing of mosquitoes in his ears, the man walked out the door a little irritably and came towards the yard.

"Who." The man asked impatiently.

Rong Xian’s knocking hand stopped, and she turned the side of the lantern to herself, and then said in a warm voice: “I came from a long distance to visit the Shenxian Temple. Unexpectedly, I lost my way in the mountains in order to visit the Shenxian Temple. The night was too late. I can only come here to stay, and I hope the host can agree."

The man felt short when he heard the verbose words.

I am a farmer, and he is said to be a very polite brother. People of different classes always feel inferior to each other.

The man murmured subconsciously: "Why did you come here when you go to Qingshan to worship the temple? This road is not to Qingshan."

The wooden door opened with a creak, and the man looked at the person, and found that he couldn't see his appearance at all in the night, and he could only illuminate the moon white gown under the shroud of white lanterns.

The man suddenly felt unhappy: "Why do you come to the door with a white lantern."

Rong Xian handed over a small piece of broken silver, and said in a good voice: "The road is not easy to walk at night. I can only put a lantern in my hand. Please don't blame the host."

The man smiled and put the broken silver in his mouth. It was true.

He didn’t care about bad luck, he greeted the people happily, and said: "My son, please come in, I will let my mother-in-law clean up the room for you. Don’t worry, the bedding is all newly made. I'm not willing to use it."

Rong Xian politely said: "Just have a place to stay, thank you very much."

The man smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

He ran back into the house quickly, seeming to have said something to the woman, and soon the man walked out and said: "The son sits in the house first, takes a drink and rests, and the house will be cleaned up in a while."

Rong Xian put the lantern on the ground casually, and said, "I'm tired."

She is so polite, making men feel that her identity must be higher than that of the Duan family in the village, and the Duan family is not so well-educated.

After the man led the person into the house, he said embarrassedly: "It's dark in the room, the son is careful to hit something."

Rong Xian glanced at the room and said meaningfully: "Yes, you have to be careful about hitting something."

The man graciously wiped the only chair in the house clean, and politely asked Rong Xian to sit down and said: "You sit down first, I'll see how the house is cleaned."

Rong Xian nodded: "Go ahead."

After the man left, a gloomy wind blew and Rong Chan stood in front of Rong Xian with a relaxed expression.

"Sister, I learned a very interesting game." Rong Chan grinned and smiled very happily.

Rong Xian didn't ask too much. The slight resentment that faded from Rongchan's body could tell that she had broken the cage of fear and had already begun to take revenge.

Rong Xian smiled and said, "It's good for you to have fun."

After a while, the man walked quickly and said loudly: "My son, the house has been cleaned up for you, and there are wormwood on the wall, so I am not afraid of mosquitoes."

Rong Xian stood up and said: "Thank you, I don't know if there is clean water. I wash myself and go to rest. I am tired after walking the mountain for a day."

The man was stunned and said hurriedly: "If there are some, I will call you."

After the man left, Rong Chan smiled grimly: "He has my bones in his body."

The yin wind started, and resentment was soaring.

She murmured: "He broke my knee and drank the wine from my bones,"

Rong Xian's eyes condensed, and there were waves.

But in an instant, the waves disappeared.

She said lightly: "Chan'er can let them play games with you at night."

Seeing Rong Chan happy, Rong Xian urged: "Don't let others hear it, eh?"

Rong Chan nodded immediately, looking very well-behaved.

Yes, she is just fourteen years old.

After the man fetched two basins of water, Rong Xian wiped his face and hands. Regardless of the coldness of the well water, he soaked his feet directly and lay down on the bed before sighing, "This is really tiring."

Rong Xian closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.

In another room, the man and the woman were lying together and unable to fall asleep.

Until midnight, the man sat up abruptly and said, "It's so late, so no one else knows if the son is here, right?"

The woman seemed to have thought of something, with a greedy expression: "Yes, others don't know that he is here, then we..."

The man walked off the kang, picked up the axe set on the wall, and said: "Kill him, his money is ours."

"What a great idea." The gentle and sweet voice echoed.

Of course the man said: "Of course it's a good..."

His voice stopped abruptly, it was not right, it was not his mother-in-law.

The man held the axe tightly and shouted, "Who, come out?"

"Hush, don't yell." A cold touch pressed on your lips, a stray wind blowing in your ears, and the soft and squishy voice sounded soothing: "My sister is sleeping, I can't wake her up."

The touch of the mouth still exists, but there is no one in front of the man.

He trembled in fear, only to feel that the souls were going to die.

When the woman heard this voice, she suspiciously asked: "Who is in charge?"

She can't steal people from men, right? Is this voice his man's concubine?

The woman couldn't sit still thinking about this, she got up and walked towards the man, reached out and held the wooden stick beside the bed in her hand: "Who is it?"

In the darkness, Rong Chan's face became distorted, and the blood dripped down his body, and the smell of blood was pungent.

She pursed her mouth, and said angrily: "You guys are really bad, you are not allowed to speak, what if you wake up your sister."

When her voice fell, the room was suddenly silent.

The darkness passed quickly, and at dawn, Rong Xian opened his eyes.

She just wanted to stand up, and fell down when her legs were soft.

She was dumbfounded, only to realize that she was a mortal now.

She gave a ‘tsk’, rubbed her sore leg and felt better, and then she left the room.

She just walked out of the room door, and she paused.

Rong Xian looked down at the dried blood on the ground, blinked and said, "Are you having fun?"

Rong Chan floated around happily and said: "Happy."

Rong Xian laughed a few times and walked out.

Inadvertently, she followed the crack of the door and saw the inside of the host's house. The woman was hung high above the beams by the white cloth, and the wind swayed her body.