The Heartless Mage Chapter 81: Mystery

Ma's house is an old house. The small building where the mourning hall is located has a history of more than 20 years. Because it is old, it has been vacant for a long time. It is just because there is a spacious hall downstairs, so it has only been cleaned and furnished now. , designed for parking the second aunt. The fire started upstairs, the flames ran along the wires, and in the blink of an eye it spread to the downstairs, enclosing the mourning hall into a sea of ​​flames. In the middle of the night, everything was silent, except for Saiwei and Shengyi; Saiwei and Shengyi had no reason to sit still, but they didn't have the power to save the coffin. They fled the small building with their filial robes, and when they stood firm, they turned around and saw that the door of the building had been blocked by fire.

Both of them were dumbfounded. Among them, Saiwei was an athlete. Although he panicked, his two thin legs could still support his body; The filial robe just trembled. But before he alerted the servant, Wuxin, like a gust of wind, crossed two bushes and a large lawn, and took a shortcut and ran back.

Although he came back, it was of no avail. He could only give the siblings some spiritual comfort. Shengyi was originally relying on Saiwei, but now seeing Wuxin, he turned his back on the spot, grabbed the strap of his trousers tightly with a cold, sweaty hand, and whispered, "Sister, sister, come here too. "

Sawei and Shengyi stood beside Wuxin together, and at the same time, the servants came calling. It's no use when people come, because the fire brigade will be too late to put out the fire. The fire was chaotic, and Ma Yinghao was just left unintentionally halfway, and now he has arrived with a few followers. Saiwei didn't wait for him to ask, but ran up to cry and said, "Brother, what should I do? What should I do? Mother can't get it out!"

Ma Yinghao is also obviously as big as a bucket. He patted the second sister on the shoulder as if reassuring, and he danced and began to command. Saiwei retreated while taking advantage of the chaos, and quietly retreated with Shengyi and Wuxin.

They returned to the second concubine's small courtyard. Before they could enter, a group of Yingying Yanyan came in front of them. Walking in and taking a look, it turned out that a slender young lady was surrounded by a few playful little girls. The young lady is plainly dressed, and looks at the age of sixteen or seventeen, with a melon face and phoenix eyes, but she has a somewhat charming demeanor. Facing Sai Wei with a frown, she said, "Second sister and third brother, what's wrong? I heard that you have encountered misfortune again?"

Sawei sighed softly: "Yes, yes, I am so unfortunate. I just lost my mother, and the water left in the mourning hall. It's not like the fourth sister is carefree and happy."

The fourth young lady paused for a while, then said without changing her face: "After seeing the misfortune of the second sister and the third brother, how can I be happy as a younger sister?"

Sai Wei raised his neck and said "oh" in a thin voice: "Fourth sister, please don't talk nonsense. You are willing to accompany us unfortunately, we have no opinion, but there is a **** who raises his head three feet, in case it is true What should I do if I am implicated Wu Yiniang? As a child, filial piety is the first word, but you can't talk nonsense!"

After she finished speaking, Shengyi at the back added lightly: "The fourth sister is not afraid, the fourth sister is still young, and she is innocent!"

Sai Wei immediately answered: "Yo, fourth sister, see how much your third brother favors you."

Then she turned around and walked into the courtyard, Sheng Yi stepped to keep up, and left another sentence without looking back: "Fourth Sister, Third Brother won't let you sit in the house when it's dark. It's time to watch the fire. Click it, wait until the faucet is ready, and carefully spray your clothes."

Miss Ma Si went out to watch a joke, but unexpectedly, she only said a few words, but she was severely run on by a pair of dragons and phoenixes. Gritting her teeth and swallowing a bad breath, she felt her eyes darken, as if a shadow was chasing behind Seung Yi. Before he could see clearly, Shengyi had already gone far.

The shadow is unintentional, he quietly followed Shengyi into the room. The courtyard door was closed, and so was the room door. Saiwei was not busy taking off his filial robes, but first extended a clenched fist to Wuxin: "Look."

The fist loosened, and an iron needle fell into Wuxin's hand. The iron needle can be as long as a palm, with a dull rust color, sharp at one end and round at the other. Wuxin held the iron needle and looked at the electric light, but didn't see his face. Suddenly smelling Xiaojian's breath, he opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you so self-conscious today that you just hid?"

Xiaojian hangs far behind the curtain: "I'm afraid of your needles."

Wuxin was startled for a moment: "Are you afraid of it? Why?"

Xiaojian replied: "I don't know, I'm afraid anyway."

Sawei and Shengyi couldn't hear Xiaojian's words, but they were accustomed to his self-talk and were not surprised. When he was silent, Saiwei said, "Wuxin, there is one more thing I want to tell you. When I pulled the needle out, I heard someone sigh in the coffin...it was the mother's voice."

Shengyi also spoke immediately: "There was only one voice, but we wanted to see it but didn't dare. It caught fire later..."

Wuxin thought about it for a while, but finally asked: "How did the fire in the mourning hall come from?"

Savi shook his head and whispered: "How come, we don't know. Logically speaking, there should be no fire; but there are some aging wires... It's hard to say!"

Wuxin asked again: "If I say someone deliberately set the fire, think about it, what is the purpose?"

Saiwei thinks too much and has no answer for a while; Shengyi's mind is relatively simple, but he has the answer immediately: "Burn us?"

Sai Wei immediately shook his head: "No, no, with our skills, how can we wait for the fire to burn? The mourning hall doesn't close the door, don't the people who set the fire know that we will escape? Besides, it shouldn't have been. We went to the wake, didn't we decide to go temporarily?"

Wuxin asked softly again, "You can escape, but who can't?"

Saiwei looked at Wuxin, and his voice became a whisper: "I can escape...only my mother can't escape."

Sheng Yi broke out in a cold sweat and slowly took off her filial piety robe: "My mother has passed away, can't I be killed again?"

Wuxin continued to ask: "If the other party wants to reduce Lingtang to ashes, what is the purpose of the ashes?"

She didn't dare to think about it, she moved to Wuxin step by step, dragged her chair and sat down. Saiwei also began to untie the filial piety robe: "The person has become ashes... We will not see her anymore."

Inadvertently, she swung the needle at her.

Sai Wei suddenly realized: "The fire is burning, the world is in chaos, and no one will find that there is a needle in the mother's head!"

Sheng Yi said softly, "The coffin is going to be closed early in the morning. Isn't it the same when the coffin is closed, so no one will find out?"

Savi piled the filial robes on an empty chair, revealing a cyan shirt with lace inside: "That's true."

Inadvertently staring at the iron needle in his hand: "When the coffin is covered, the body is still there; if it is burnt, there is nothing left." Then he pointed forward slightly, his **** eyes shining brightly: "Do you know that? Do you know how to borrow a corpse to revive a soul?"

Saiwei and Shengyi fought a cold war together: "I know - I don't know."

Wuxin kept his voice to the lowest level: "After a person dies, the soul does not disperse, and it becomes a ghost. If the power of the ghost is strong enough, it can attach to the corpse, manipulate and control the corpse, and can move and speak. It looks like a living person."

Then he put the needle upright: "If it's just to cover it up, don't set fire to it, just send someone to take it out secretly."

Savi glared at him in disbelief: "You mean our mother... turned into a ghost?"

Wuxin continued to shake his head: "It's easy to become a ghost, at least it won't hurt you." Then he was a bright iron needle again: "Maybe, someone has used sorcery on Lingtang!"

The room was silent for a moment, and then she won the heart of Yifu, imitating Wuxin and thinking: "Sister, if our second room is unlucky, who will be happiest?"

After asking, he raised his hand and patted his lips lightly, feeling like he was talking nonsense. In addition to the messy members of the Ma family, there are only five real children. In the future, the family property will be divided among five people, and if any one is missing, it will save a piece of money. There are many people in the second room and two children. If the entire army is wiped out, the remaining three will naturally benefit. But my father's body is still very strong now, and it would be too early to say that the other party was murdering for the sake of the family.

Saiwei sneered: "Hmph, there are suspicions! The boss doesn't need to mention it, he has a grudge against the family at all; the fourth doesn't need to mention it, I wish he could eat us; although the fifth is young, the eight-year-old girl is bigger than the monkey. I'm still fine, because I have a good face, but I bully my mother a lot." At this point, she slammed a small bony fist on the table: "Don't mention it for a long time, just talk about it - how can I sleep in a while? ?"

Shengyi immediately replied: "I sleep with Wuxin."

Savi is a big girl, so she knows she can't share a bed with them. After thinking for a while, she acted like an eldest sister and made arrangements involuntarily: "I will go to the sleeping mother's bedroom. You are not allowed to leave, so I will sleep outside the bedroom."

Shengyi looked at her blankly: "Sister, there is no bed outside."

Sai Wei raised his eyebrows: "Isn't there an Arhat bed and a small sofa? Let's go!"

Shengyi is basically no match for Saiwei. The bedroom was indeed connected to a small room, where the second concubine smoked opium. He made a quilt on the Luohan bed, and didn't wash up. He took off his shoes and rolled on the bed. Wuxin didn't think about the following, so he just squeezed in.

Savi entered the bedroom, thinking that there were two big men lying across the wall, and it was safe enough. She wanted to get hot water to wipe her face, she sat in front of the dressing table and combed her hair, thinking that she would still be restless in the morning, and now she has to rest, her mother is gone, and Shengyi is not a hard-hearted young man. , still not let people swallow it alive?

Thinking about this, she doesn't plan to undress. She raised her hand to turn off the light in the room, and she half-opened her eyes and prepared to go to bed. However, the moment she turned to sit on the edge of the bed, she suddenly froze, feeling that she had caught a glimpse of something.

Slowly turning her head to look at the vanity mirror, she sees a faint light moving in the mirror. Her muscles suddenly tightened, she stood up abruptly, clenched her fists subconsciously, spit at the light in the mirror, and then shouted viciously: "What? Don't make trouble! I'm not afraid of you!"