Ma'am, please be merciful [Rebirth]

While the two were talking, the maid outside the door reported that the servants of the Fu family were waiting outside.

Fu Qingyu had no choice but to go down the mountain, and Jiang Ruo stopped aside holding an umbrella and said softly: "Be careful on the road."

"En." Fu Qingyu nodded while holding the hand warmer in his hand.

"Xiao Qingyu is not allowed to come here secretly again, you understand?" Jiang Ruo smiled with her eyebrows bent.

amount……

"Oh, I know."

What a fickle woman.

The fog in the mountains in the early morning was extremely heavy, and it was only when Fu Qingyu rushed to Huoling City that he realized how amazing the heavy snow was in the middle of the night yesterday.

Many houses were crushed by the heavy snow, and many people in the city were busy repairing their houses. Only children were having fun in the alleys covered with snow.

Fu's ancestral hall was as deserted as ever, but today it was extraordinarily serious. Fu Qingyu tiptoed to look at the person lying in the ancestral hall covered by a white cloth.

It was Fu Ding who met at the racecourse at that time, who died in this ancestral hall with a hideous face for some reason.

On the side who was crying softly was Fu Ding's mother, who was cursing something.

"Children are not allowed to watch these unlucky things." Mother Fu reached out and pressed Fu Qingyu who was poking her head down.

Forced to succumb by force, Fu Qingyu was taken out of Fu's ancestral hall. In previous years, he spent most of the day in this ancestral hall.

But now that he was free, Fu Qingyu was still a little uncomfortable. In the past years, Huo Ling City was very lively, but today it is very strange.

"What's the matter today?"

The servant at the side leaned closer and said in a low voice in embarrassment: "Young master, I don't know, but last night was very weird!"

Fu Qingyu asked with interest: "Did you see a monster?"

"Young master, don't ask me any more." The servant seemed to be shy and didn't want to mention it again.

"If you don't tell me, I'll ask Sister Xiaomei."

"do not!"

"Right now, everyone in Huo Ling City is silent about what happened last night, and the maids in the mansion are all terrified, so please let them go."

Fu Qingyu still kept walking, and the servant beside him was very embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Then Fu Ding heard that he was haunted by evil spirits and killed him. a blizzard."

"So where is the weirdness?"

The servant lowered his head with his hands folded in his sleeves and said, "Snow seems to have been controlled by something, and it has surrounded the entire Huoling City. Last night, everyone was terrified and thought it was the Snow Demon on Huoling Mountain who was going to kill the entire Huoling City." The mausoleum cannot be swallowed."

Hey?

For such words, Fu Qingyu really couldn't believe it.

This is even more unbelievable for Fu Qingyu than the story told by the storyteller.

"Then what is the cause of Fu Ding's death?"

"The government doesn't want to meddle in this evil affair, so it should be done hastily."

Fu Qingyu stopped suddenly, looked at the servant beside him and said, "I want to see Fu Ding's body?"

"Young master must not do it, but the young one will be punished by the madam."

"Don't worry, if you don't tell me, who will know?"

So after making such a hasty decision, one night Fu Qingyu quietly left the Fu residence with his servants.

The heavy snow has not weakened, but the wind is much weaker, and it is not so cold.

It's just that the setting of the mourning hall is too simple, the servants are waiting outside to guard, Fu Qingyu is inexplicably afraid with a lamp alone.

Except for the two white candlesticks that were lit, the entire mourning hall was completely dark.

The servants outside even whispered from time to time: "Young master, please don't get into trouble!"

Holding the lantern, Fu Qingyu couldn't help feeling a little annoyed why did she come to the mourning hall at night?

When he approached the coffin, Fu Ding was still covered with a white cloth, and there were even many charms pasted around him.

Will there be so many spells on this general funeral?

Although there is no wind outside, for some reason Fu Qingyu always feels that the mourning hall is very windy.

Even the white strip shook violently, Fu Qingyu approached and stretched out his hand to lift the white strip, his heart was beating extremely hard.

"What are you doing!" A man's voice suddenly sounded from behind, so frightened that Fu Qingyu almost couldn't even hold the lantern in his hand, and hid sideways.

Only then did he find out that it was a young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe. Fu Qingyu raised the lantern in his hand to confirm that it was a living person, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Who are you?"

"There is too much evil spirit in this city, I come here to investigate."

"You look a few years older than me, why didn't I know there was such a young Taoist priest?" Fu Qingyu moved closer with the lantern and asked.

The young Taoist seemed to be a little flustered, avoiding Fu Qingyu's scrutiny, and walked sideways to the other side of the coffin.

"This corpse is abnormal, you'd better be careful."

Fu Qingyu saw that the young Taoist priest was carrying a lot of items from the Taoist sect, so he didn't look at it for a while, and focused on the corpse covered by the white cloth.

"What's the cause of his death?" Perhaps because of the presence of someone, Fu Qingyu became more courageous, and stretched out his hand to lift the white cloth, revealing his blue face.

The young Taoist priest on the side seemed to be a little afraid, hiding behind Fu Qingyu and looking around, saying: "He is dead but not stiff, and his expression is ferocious. It is obvious that his soul is being sucked alive. There are really monsters in this small town!"

Fu Qingyu turned his head sideways to look at the pale young Taoist priest and asked suspiciously: "Demon?"

Subconsciously thinking of Jiang Ruo, Fu Qingyu felt that Jiang Ruo would never do such a thing.

"This matter must be reported to the Zongmen, the Huoling City has demonic aura."

"Don't!" Fu Qingyu hurriedly stopped.

The young Taoist looked at Fu Qingyu puzzled and said, "This matter is related to the safety of the people in Huoling City, how can we not report it?"

"I..." Fu Qingyu paused and said hesitantly: "The Huoling City is located in a remote place, you have to find out before drawing conclusions, otherwise you won't be making fun of you."

"This Taoist priest is also a master's true biography, how could he not even see this?" The young Taoist priest quickly retorted.

"Then you should find out the truth by yourself, and save yourself the trouble of your fellow disciples, right?"

The young Taoist stopped suddenly, apparently influenced by Fu Qingyu, he also hesitated.

Just as the two of them were talking, the fingertips of the corpse on the side suddenly moved.

The servant outside was worried about Fu Qingyu who hadn't come out, so he hurried in and called, "Young master?"

Unfortunately, when he saw the dead body that was already sitting up, he froze in shock and fainted.

Fu Qingyu turned her head to look at the fainted servant in puzzlement, and hurried over, but luckily the servant was still alive.

The Taoist priest who was still parked in the coffin also looked around and asked, "Is he all right?"

"It's okay, maybe I've caught a cold." Fu Qingyu turned her head to the side to reply, and saw the already made corpse with wide eyes in shock.

Only now did Fu Qingyu finally understand why the servant fainted in shock?

"Behind you..."

The young Taoist muttered puzzledly: "Behind me?"

Fu Qingyu nodded cooperatively, and saw that the body that had turned into purple all over immediately rushed towards the young Taoist priest.

"what!"

The young Taoist was so frightened that he ran towards Fu Qingyu immediately, and quickly hid behind Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu couldn't help being shocked by the speed of the movement, but he was so afraid, did he really work as a Taoist priest?

"Shouldn't you subdue it?" Fu Qingyu felt that this corpse that was groping towards this direction should not be called a human being.

Holding the sword in one hand, the young Taoist took out a stack of talisman papers from his cloth bag and handed them to Fu Qingyu tremblingly, "Here... seems to be useful."

like?

Holding this pile of charms, Fu Qingyu inexplicably felt that this person might be a charlatan.

"Let's get someone to deal with it together?" Fu Qingyu said in a low voice.

Before the words fell, the groping monster on the other side was suddenly thrown towards this side, and Fu Qingyu was so frightened that he hid behind a pillar in a hurry.

The young Taoist was stared at by the monster, holding the sword in his right hand but couldn't hurt the monster, he shouted: "It can't see..."

As soon as this party reminded, Fu Qingyu hurriedly rushed to the doctor holding the spell and stuck it behind the monster.

The monster suddenly turned to Fu Qingyu, and the young Taoist took the opportunity to run away.

Fu Qingyu swallowed her saliva, stepped back cautiously, and couldn't help cursing this Taoist priest for being heartless!

The mourning hall was so empty for a while, if it wasn't for the slight light outside, Fu Qingyu was afraid that she would bump into this monster.

The charms were scattered all over the floor, and the few ones that Fu Qingyu was holding were already soaked in sweat, so he didn't know if they would still work.

Probably because of the darkness around, Fu Qingyu could vaguely see the red light in the eyes of this monster, as if it was approaching along Fu Qingyu's retreating steps in pain.

Although the weather is very cold right now, the sweat stains on Fu Qingyu's forehead kept flowing.

Really bad!

Probably if Fu Qingyu had known that such a weird scene would happen, he would never have come.

The rotten smell permeated the entire mourning hall. With her small body, Fu Qingyu avoided the waving arm and picked up the spell that fell on the ground.

Fu Qingyu carefully picked up the charms one by one, scattered them on the ground where the monster walked, and retreated step by step to the outside of the house.

Unfortunately, Fu Qingyu bumped into a candlestick beside him, and the clanging sound triggered a violent reaction from the monster, and quickly attacked Fu Qingyu.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew outside, and the talisman placed in front of Fu Qingyu suddenly flew up, and happened to fly towards the monster running against the wind.

Seeing that the monster that was running towards it suddenly stopped, Fu Qingyu thought it was the spell that had worked.

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the monster suddenly started to move again, and Fu Qingyu's whole heart almost stopped in fright.

Suddenly, Jiang Ruo holding an umbrella and smiling in the snow appeared in his mind.

Jiang Ruo...

The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and before Fu Qingyu regained consciousness, he fell into a warm embrace.

A ball of flame ignited on the hideous and terrifying monster and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Fu Qingyu stared blankly at Jiang Ruo's fingertips, which seemed to shoot out light, and easily dealt with the monster.

Jiang Ruo's arms slightly tightened Fu Qingyu's embrace, and the hand that was pointing at the monster suddenly tapped Fu Qingyu's cheek and said helplessly:

"Xiao Qingyu, can you be more obedient?"

Although this was Jiang Ruo's usual tone of voice, Fu Qingyu suddenly missed her so much, reached out and grabbed Jiang Ruo tightly, rubbed her cheek against Jiang Ruo's side face and whispered: "Jiang Ruo, I miss you so much. "

Jiang Ruo, who was still full of helplessness at first, couldn't help but softened again. She stroked Fu Qingyu's cheek with her palm and said softly, "Xiao Qingyu, must you be scared?"