not demon

【Eight】

"Where's my bell..." Gu Qingming felt nervous, he opened his sleeve, but there was no silver bracelet on his wrist, "Why is it missing..."

Gu Qingming stood up abruptly, but because of squatting for too long, his legs were already clogged with blood, and he fell heavily back into the snow. The cold frost and snow pierced into his robe, causing him to take a big chill. Trembling, "My bell..."

He knelt on the ground and desperately scraped through the snow, trying to find the bracelet with a bell that Fang Yueheng gave him.

It must be near here, he couldn't take it down, it must have just been thrown somewhere.

Gu Qingming's hands were trembling, and the soles of his feet were so cold that he didn't feel it, but he still desperately searched for his bell from the snow. It was the only thing he could keep Fang Yueheng at the moment, and he couldn't live without it.Without that, not only would he freeze to death, but his heart would also freeze to death.

His hands had been dug from red to purple, drips of blood seemed to emerge from the crevices of the nails, stained with pure white snowflakes, and the deep red blood color made people frightened.Regardless of Gu Qingming's disregard, he still searched for his bell numbly.

Suddenly, his fingertips touched a small round object, followed by a pleasant sound, and Gu Qingming was overjoyed—it was his bell!

He happily scraped away the snowflakes, as if he had grasped the last glimmer of hope, but the moment he saw it, he was stabbed severely again.

It wasn't his bell, just a string of beads dropped by someone.

The cold wind blew again, and there was a person kneeling quietly in the snow. The person seemed to have been numb from the cold, and a tear suddenly slid down his cheek, and then fell heavily into the snow.

Yue Heng, come and pick me up, okay?

I miss you……

I want to go home...

Fangfu has lost its sense of the year these days.The old lady suddenly fell ill after the New Year's Eve dinner, and her attack was menacing, with the attitude of many years ago.

Fang Yueheng hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days. His eye sockets are black and his beard is messy. He hasn't even changed his clothes for three days.

Not only because Fang's mother fell ill, but also his Qingming, which had disappeared for three days.

When he finished setting off the fireworks that night and went back to coax the man, he didn't expect that the bed was clean and there was no one there.

At first, he thought that Gu Qingming was playing with him again, so he waited quietly in the room for a while and didn't look for him. He came out after a while, but he waited until the whole house was about to rest, and Gu Qingming didn't come back.

He became anxious and called out his servants, and the whole house was looking for someone with lanterns.However, nothing was found.

Fang Yueheng called his name over and over again, his voice was almost hoarse, but the man didn't come out.

For the first time, he felt helpless, and his Qingming disappeared like that out of thin air. Fang Yueheng didn't believe it, and took his servants out of the house to look for it in the wind and snow.

In the end, I searched the large and small places around Fangfu, but I couldn't find his Qingming.

Fang Yueheng saw that the day was getting colder and colder, Qingming was so afraid of the cold, and he couldn't do without him at all. It was so distressing to be alone outside. Fang Yueheng's heart was pulled hard when Fang Yueheng thought of this.

"Qingming! Come out soon!" Fang Yueheng almost went crazy, the snow fell harder and harder, and the wind blew more and more violently, cutting people's faces with pain, he threatened: "If you don't come out again, I will go back to Xuzhou alone Already!"

The servants had never seen the young master in such a hurry, and they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, they were all desperately looking for the young master surnamed Gu.

"Master!" Yunxiu's trembling voice came from behind. "Don't look for it anymore!"

"Find it for me." Fang Yueheng had been searching for four hours, and he didn't even have time to look back at Yunxiu. He was still running around with a lantern in his hand, his face full of panic.

"Young Master!" Yun Xiu followed him, but Fang Yueheng didn't stop at all, so Yun Xiu could only kneel down with a plop, and cried, "Young Master! Don't look for me anymore! Mr. Gu is not human at all!"

It was as if thunder was ringing in Fang Yueheng's ears. He was stunned for a while before turning around and roaring, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Really! Master!" Yun Xiu kowtowed to the ground and said with tears in his eyes, "Young Master Gu, he is a monster. This servant saw it with his own eyes!"

"What did you see with your own eyes?" Fang Yueheng gritted his teeth and said, "You have been with me for so many years, if you dare to slander Qingming, I will also kick you out of Fangfu!"

"Just a few days ago, when you were still in Xuzhou, you left early that morning... the servants brought hot water to Mr. Gu according to the usual habit, but..."

"But what!" Fang Yueheng already had bad thoughts in his heart, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pinched Yunxiu's chin and asked, "What did you see!"

"My servant saw Mr. Gu casting a spell in the room. Then, the water in the basin in the house suddenly floated up!" Yun Xiu choked up, and she kowtowed again, "Master, it's absolutely true, I didn't lie to you, Mr. Gu is really a demon!"

"Nonsense!" Fang Yueheng roared angrily and was about to speak, but Lao Li rushed over panting with a lantern, his face full of panic.

"Master! It's not good, ma'am, ma'am is ill!"

"Go back and have a look!"

A red lantern was thrown on the ground, and the candle flame inside was covered with snowflakes and went out in an instant.

Master Fang has already sent someone to find Yechen, saying that he is the only one who can save his wife's life.

It was already the second day after Yechen arrived, and the mansion was dead.He followed the servant's guidance to the old lady's room.

There were Master Fang and Fang Yueheng standing in the room, and several servant girls were still busy scrubbing and feeding the old lady.

But as soon as the medicine was taken, the old lady vomited it out, and she didn't wake up after she vomited it out.

Seeing that Master Fang felt uncomfortable, he saw that Ye Chen had arrived, and said, "Master Daoist, you are here, let's see what's going on with my wife."

Yechen remained calm on the surface, sat down and took the old lady's pulse for a while, stood up and looked around, looked into Master Fang's eyes and said, "Master, your mansion is full of evil spirits again."

The maidservants were so frightened that they immediately knocked down the medicine bowl, making a piercing noise, and shattered into several pieces on the ground.

"What nonsense, how could there be a monster in the mansion!" Fang Yueheng was shocked when he heard it. Yunxiu told him that Qingming was not a human being last night, and today Daoist Master Ye Chen said that there is a monster in the mansion. How could it be such a coincidence?

"Master Dao, you must help us with this. Isn't the evil spirit in this mansion gone, why did it appear again?" Master Fang asked anxiously.

"The source of the disaster is not here, and I can't do it now." Ye Chen shook his head, "It's not difficult to wake up the old lady, but this disease must get rid of the source of the disaster."

"Daoist, please tell me where the source of the disaster is."

Ye Chen showed an inscrutable smile, "I don't know, it may appear in a few days, Master Fang, don't act rashly these few days, I will prescribe some medicine for you, you take it for your wife, at least can wake up."

"Thank you, Daoist." Master Fang quickly thanked him, and said to Fang Yueheng: "Heng'er, go get the medicine from the Taoist."

Fang Yueheng followed Yechen out, and the cold wind picked up suddenly on the road, and Yechen's hair was also blown by the wind.

Looking at the people walking in front of him, Fang Yueheng suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling. He stopped and said, "Master Daoist, please stay."

Ye Chen also stopped walking when he heard this sentence, "Is there any problem with Young Master Fang?"

"I don't believe there is a monster in this mansion." Fang Yueheng's voice gradually increased, "My mother was fine before, why she fell ill after Chinese New Year, there must be other reasons..."

"Young Master Fang, I'd rather believe in something than nothing." Ye Chen turned around and said, "I see that there is also a monster around you, cut it off as soon as possible to save your life."

"Nonsense." Fang Yueheng clenched his fists tightly and said in a trembling voice, "How can I have a demonic aura in me? I think you, a Taoist priest, are simply liars!"

"I've already said it, believe it or not." Ye Chen stopped talking and walked forward alone, "But your mother's illness can't wait, and the source of the disaster must be caught as soon as possible, so that the disease can be cured."

Fang Yueheng stayed where he was in a daze, and suddenly ran out of the mansion with a pale face. He ran so fast that even his rolled up clothes were covered with a lot of dust.

Even though it was cold and windy, big beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, but he didn't bother to wipe it off, so he ran out of the mansion in a panic. Fang Yueheng was panting badly. He put his hands on his knees and burst out from his chest. let out a roar—

"Qingming!" Fang Yueheng was so anxious that he lost his composure, "Come out quickly! Qingming!"

"Come back, Qingming..." Fang Yueheng covered his eyes in pain, "Come back soon, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

How could you be a demon.

You are clearly my Qingming.

Fang Yueheng returned to the living room in a daze, and a few servants came up to support him. He slowly raised his hand and waved, "Go, call me Yunxiu."

When Yunxiu came, Fang Yueheng looked exhausted. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for three days. His mind was full of his sick mother and the handsome young man. When he saw Yunxiu, he said, "You should You know what I'm calling you to do."

Yun Xiu trembled and knelt down, her rouged face turned pale with fright, and the hairpin on her head shook wildly, "Young master, this servant can explain everything to you..."

"No." Fang Yueheng waved his hand, only to feel dizzy with the buzzing in his ears, "I don't want to hear what happened..."

"Master..." Yun Xiu raised her head, a trace of fear slowly creeping up in her heart.

"Fang's family rules, slandering the master, the crime is to cut out the tongue." Fang Yueheng suddenly dropped a knife with a cold light from the table, "Do you do it yourself, or let me find someone to help you."

"Master!" Yun Xiu couldn't even kneel when she heard these words, big tears rolled down from her eyes, she hugged Fang Yueheng's leg, "Master, please spare this slave... "

"Is Qingming a demon?" Fang Yueheng looked down at her.

Yun Xiu shuddered, and she felt that Fang Yueheng was extremely scary at this moment, and quickly shook her head in fear, "No, no, Mr. Gu is not a demon... This servant has misread it."

"As long as you can understand." Fang Yueheng got up and pulled the corner of his clothes, "You will leave Fangfu tomorrow, there is no need for rumormongers in the mansion."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yueheng walked out of the door slowly, leaving Yunxiu slumped on the ground.

He held on to the door frame and looked up into the courtyard, as if there was still that handsome young man standing there, with fair skin and a smile on his face, who occasionally whispered a few annoying words into his ear.

Fang Yueheng stretched out his fingers, as if he could touch his most beloved person by raising his hand.

Qingming, no one can call you a demon anymore.

Come back quickly, I will take you back to Xuzhou.