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An Yisheng didn't disturb the people in the outer room, and quietly walked out the door. Just after midnight, there was still a slight coolness in the air, and the moonlight was like water, covering the compound of Bu Mansion.

It was forbidden to go out after midnight, and An Yisheng just stood on the porch outside, looking at a sycamore tree not far away.There were rustling sounds under the sycamore tree, and the wind blew the leaves down. Suddenly, he saw a suspicious figure. Judging from his figure, it should be a woman who went to the night. However, under the cover of the night, the original outline will become Fuzzy, maybe, she's not that fat.

The shadow sneakily did not take the right path, but wanted to walk through the rockery behind the small forest. An Yisheng knew that it was a shortcut, and some people might pass there during the day, but at night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, who would go there without incident? Corner corner.

At this time, An Yisheng hadn't thought of the word "tryst", although he was a little ignorant from the poems.If it is said that talented men and beautiful women meet in the middle of the night in the chaotic forest, behind the rockery, it is also a romantic thing, but, where does the man from the Bufu go to meet them!

"There's a ghost!" An Yisheng chased after him. The Bu family was full of women. If the only grandson was killed, the Bu family would be finished.He also didn't care about any rules or irregularities, big or small, and he hurriedly followed.

The shadow passed through the rockery, and met a woman behind an inconspicuous rock. Through the moonlight, he recognized the plump figure from behind. It was Da Lier next to Bu Qingya. The matter of Nan Wang Shizi.During this time, Bu Qingya went to the Lotus Nunnery every now and then, but everyone knew that she was there to meet her lover.Moreover, the correspondence between her and the Prince of Nan'an was all due to Da Lier's access to the Internet. The folding fan in Bu Qinghe's hand today must have come in through this way one night.

He saw Da Lier take out a letter and hand some broken silver to the woman, the two said a few words and then left each other, An Yisheng shrank back into the rock, sure that Da Lier didn't find him .

"It's not surprising that Da Lier asked someone to bring out the letter when the woman on duty at night was changing shifts." An Yisheng thought to himself.So I prepared to go back to the house, after all, it would not be good to be discovered.

An Yisheng was sure that Da Lier had gone far away, so he returned along the same road, but when he returned to the plane tree, he found that something was wrong, because there was a person standing in the corridor, just where he was standing not long ago .

The man was staring at the moon in the sky obsessively. He was exactly the same as An Yisheng before. An Yisheng shrank in his heart and hurriedly hid behind the plane tree, but there was a noise.The man immediately looked to this side, just looking at this side quietly, there was a strange atmosphere in the air, the man just stood there without speaking, it was very strange.

An Yisheng could still tell that she was brocade, but she didn't know that she didn't.Borrowing the moonlight, An Yisheng poked his head out from the shadow behind the tree from time to time, and soon realized that something was wrong. The man was quietly and slowly approaching him.It was very slow, extremely slow. An Yisheng looked at it several times before he was sure that she had moved.It looks like a ghost, and it seems to be sleepwalking, but it is clearly coming this way.

An Yisheng experienced this kind of silent fear in the willow forest in the west courtyard. He was afraid that an old face like Madam An's would suddenly appear again.The heart speeds up immediately, run away!

An Yisheng fled to the rockery where Da Lier had just been followed, and after confirming that no one followed, he found a place to rest.When he regained his composure, he realized that he was surrounded by gravel and overgrown with weeds. Even if he squatted here during the day, no one would pay attention to it. Obviously, few people came.He was about to get up when suddenly a figure flashed by.

"Can't you sleep tonight?" An Yisheng thought to himself, but smiled wryly, "Maybe we can only spend one night here tonight." He laughed at himself.It used to go hunting with its father up the mountain, and sometimes it could chase a rabbit for a whole day. It is not difficult to sleep outside, but how will it be explained tomorrow morning?

After confirming that there was no movement outside, An Yisheng raised his head, ready to leave.At this time, the moon was just bright, and the wind was a little bit weaker.As soon as An Yisheng got up, he heard two people talking quietly, as if they were behind the rock where he was hiding, and he put his ears against the rock wall beside him.

"He seems to know...what to do..."

"In short, sooner or later you will die..."

"How to deal with that, I saw him running this way when I saw him coming...or..."

"Never mind, he drank the medicine, maybe..."

"..."

After that, An Yisheng couldn't hear him anymore.

Sure enough, it was the dark night of the night and the wind was high, so what should I do? If I didn't understand the first few sentences intermittently, but the sentence should be "dealt with", and the "drinking medicine" clearly refers to myself.What to do, An Yisheng suddenly felt that there seemed to be some kind of blood hidden under the appearance of the dilapidated nobleman in Bufu. He maintained this posture and grabbed the withered grass beside him. When people are in danger, they always want to grab something, or Make a fist.Unexpectedly, this grasping was not a big deal, a piece of bone was brought out with grass roots attached.

"what!"

An Yisheng yelled instinctively, then covered his mouth forcefully, and held his breath.But it was too late, before he could see who the two were, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

When I woke up, I didn't know where it was.I couldn't see anything in front of my eyes, I could only hear rustling noises.

Could it be that I am already dead, and this is the endless hell?An Yisheng tried to move, but found that he couldn't move, as if he was lying on some kind of stone slab.There was darkness in front of him, and there seemed to be some living thing moving in the darkness, the sound was intermittent, and it made people feel hairy.

It seems to be dreaming, and the same is true of the legendary nightmare ghost pressing the bed.However, An Yisheng could clearly smell a smell, which was a mixture of mildew and an indescribable fishy smell. After smelling it for a long time, it made people sick. The smell irritated the nasal cavity and made people feel sick. I really want to sneeze a few times.And these, dreams are not felt.

An Yisheng tried to open his eyes wide, trying to distinguish a few blurred outlines from the darkness, but he fell asleep again with a headache.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up again, he first heard a sound of pounding garlic.Then, borrowing a little fluorescent light, I saw a ragged, hunched figure from the back.

The man turned his back to An Yisheng, and was pounding something beside him. A big mallet was pounding back and forth in a big cup.Accompanied by the man's movements, the rancid smell made An Yisheng's stomach churn. At the same time, because of his hunger, he swallowed some saliva unconsciously.

Po Meng... making soup?

As if sensing that An Yisheng had woken up, the man stopped suddenly and turned his head away slowly.An old face on the verge of death looked like a rotting corpse in a cemetery in the dark. However, judging from the few strands of gray hair on her mangy head, An Yisheng still recognized her.

Nanny An, that Nanny An who had nightmares after seeing her once.

Nanny An cleared her throat, but her voice was still hoarse and sharp, which made people want to cough up blood: "You're awake!" Then she picked up the large spoon next to her, scooped up a spoon full of the things she just tinkered with, Send it to An Yisheng's mouth.

An Yisheng was hungry, but more thirsty.Mother An didn't care whether An Yisheng was willing or not, she just poured the spoonful of the black, sticky stuff into An Yisheng's mouth.An Yisheng suddenly smelled a rancid smell, and then a pungent smell in his mouth, and instinctively wanted to cough it out, but he was lying flat and unable to move at this moment, the spoonful of turbidity splashed everywhere near his nose and chin, some It even reached the eyelids, even so, he still swallowed some of it.

Although An Yisheng couldn't see what he looked like now, he knew that he must be extremely embarrassed. What was even more frightening was that he just felt the burning sensation on his face.

He is not afraid of being disfigured, he does not know the importance of the face at this age; he is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that he will die in such a silent way, the death is not clear, the death is inexplicable, at least, he should know why he died .

"Cough...cough..." An Yisheng coughed uncomfortably. At this moment, he thought of Bu Qinghe. That person always coughed like this several times a day. This sick man felt a little sympathetic in his usual days.Then I thought of what I heard before I passed out, maybe Bu Qinghe has died of illness now.

The burning sensation on his face became stronger and stronger, until there was a spasm in his abdomen.An Yisheng knew that the turbid substance had entered his stomach and began to take effect.

"I'm dying." An Yi had no worries, but had many regrets.This life is over before it even started.At this time, he didn't have any worries. Everyone in the Bu Mansion was indifferent to him and followed the rules. Except for a little more contact with Bu Qinghe, he didn't seem to know much about other people. The third lady didn't even say anything. Excuse me.He didn't care much about his own sister, An Hongdou, that girl knew how to take care of herself.

If there is an afterlife, I hope that I will no longer live an ordinary life, no longer dependent on others, no longer involuntary, no longer at the mercy of others... An Yisheng gradually lost consciousness with various hopes.

But he didn't know that these actually don't have to wait for the next life.