Chapter 1918: Narration _1 Chapter 1918: Narration _1 feeding big brother's grandson? ”
Song qingxiao suddenly said.
She was the youngest among the crowd, and Daoist priest song was also present, so it was not her turn to ask questions.
However, Daoist song was biased toward his youngest disciple, so he did not reprimand her when she interrupted aunt Wu's story. He only glared at her helplessly.
“Yeah …”
Aunt Wu was very confident, but she was a little confused after being interrupted by song Qing.
“Auntie Wu, you're not young anymore, are you? How old is your big brother?”
Auntie Wu, who was being stared at by her, felt a little uneasy. It was as if she had nowhere to hide under her eyes.
She was a little scared and looked at Daoist priest song uneasily. However, he didn't stop her, so she changed her sitting position.
However, these small movements did not ease her uneasiness. Under song qingxiao's gaze, although she did not understand why song qingxiao would ask such a question, she still answered honestly, ”
My big brother is 63 this year … after she said this, she added, ” my elder brother is 11 years older than me and has taken care of me like a father since I was young …
your brother is 63, so your parents must be at least 70 or 80. Aunt Wu nodded after song qingxiao finished her sentence. She said, ”
“You're so old and you can still feed your eldest brother's grandson?”
“Ah!”
Hearing this, Auntie Wu finally let out a terrified scream.
She finally remembered what was wrong. Everything seemed to have been cleared up, and the blocked memory was instantly connected to reality, allowing her to wake up.
“I … I … Ah ah ah …” Her cry was extremely mournful, causing the other villagers on the Ox cart to have their hair stand on end. They couldn't help but reveal a look of fear.
“My mother passed away more than ten years ago!” Her voice trembled violently, and when she spoke, she panted like old bellows, her throat making a terrifying 'huchi, huchi' sound.
The scene that aunt Wu saw when she returned to her mother's house that day was actually a scene from many years ago, when her mother was still alive.
“At that time, my big brother's grandson Mao Cai was just about to turn six years old. He was very strong, but Mao Cai is already twenty-five years old this year, and he has already given birth to a son.”
Her upper and lower teeth were clattering against each other, making 'ka ka ka' sounds.
When she thought about this experience of running into ghosts, it was even more terrifying than when she was possessed by ghosts.
After all, she had no idea what was going on back then. When she realized that something was wrong, Daoist priest song had quickly taken care of it.
On the contrary, when she went back to her parents 'house, she seemed to be possessed by a ghost. If it wasn't for song Qing's words, she wouldn't even have realized that she had run into a ghost and fallen into a ghost's trap!
Daoist priest song's expression froze. He exchanged a look with song Changqing and frowned.
“Ghostly labyrinth.”
By the time Auntie Wu returned to her maiden home, something had already happened in Shen villa. Therefore, she was also affected by the strong vengeful spirits and malicious ghosts inside, causing her cognition to be blinded and then possessed. She could not tell the difference between reality and her dream.
This was also why when aunt Wu mentioned returning to Shen villa, although all she saw was a bustling scene, she felt that something was wrong. It was as if she was watching a shadow play.
That was because her soul had been deceived, but her body had already been affected by the powerful magnetic field formed by the yin Qi. Her survival instinct made her feel danger, reminding her to escape quickly.
'SSSS-'
When the others in the carriage first heard Auntie Wu mention her mother's death, they were already scared. When they heard Daoist priest song mention 'ghost hitting the wall', they all took a deep breath and stomped their feet uneasily, as if they wanted to vent the fear in their hearts.
The wooden boards in the carriage made a 'Dong Dong' sound as they stepped on them. Everyone's simultaneous actions caused the entire carriage to start shaking slightly.
When Auntie Wu realized that she might have seen a ghost when she went back to her parents 'house that day, she felt terrible and trembled like a sieve.
“And then?”
The only person who could comfort her at this time was Daoist priest song, who had just revealed his supernatural power.
His casual smile gave Auntie Wu a great sense of security, and the words he asked calmed her down.
Chapter end
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