Chapter 50

The mysterious syllables came out of her mouth, and that drop of blood turned into a pink butterfly. The butterfly had a pair of bright red eyes and exuded a strange aura.

"Go and find that kid."

The butterfly spreads its wings and flies away...

The woman smiled sarcastically, and looked at the stone statue with pity and sarcasm, and the stone statue shed tears again.

She was no longer gentle, but rudely wiped away the tears of the stone statue, "Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet, sister, for freedom, for your ridiculous love, have you ever thought about my sister! When, for me I cried!"

The ferocious face returned to calm again, she spread a gentle smile, and gently stroked the stone statue's cheek with her hand, "Sister, this ancient and feudal rule should also be subverted, why you just refuse to hand over the evil Gu secret code Why do you force me to be cruel to you?"

"I really don't want to, you forced me to do everything..."

She smiled with a charming smile, and her peach blossom eyes were charming and charming. She put on her hood, covered her delicate and seductive face in the darkness, and left the lonely stone house standing on the loess.

She didn't see that when the stone door was closed, a crack appeared on the face of the stone statue.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the open window is shaken by the wind, the candles in the house are flickering, and the shadows of the trees are dancing outside the window. Qin Sanlang, who is sleeping on the desk, is sweating on his forehead, and the broken hair on his forehead has been wet with sweat Sticking to forehead, lips trembling...

In the dream, he was standing in front of a coffin.

A woman lay quietly in the coffin, her eyes were closed tightly, and there was a large wound on her forehead.

The right side of her face is intact, but the left side has a hideous and uneven scar, which is the scar left by the fire when she was a child.

Qin Sanlang was like a bystander. He saw himself standing in front of the coffin with an indifferent expression on his face, as if the dead had nothing to do with him.

How did that happen……

How could the little daughter-in-law be lying in the coffin, and how could she be so indifferent.

Once again, he clearly realized that he was dreaming again, his consciousness was still very clear, but his body could not move, and he wanted to wake up from the dream, but he couldn't.

It's like being trapped in a dream, or being forced to see all this that I don't want to see.

There was a lot of noise outside. He saw that the Qin family had come, and the Hua family had also come. The two sides were opposing each other and arguing, but he couldn't make out what they said.

Then, he was punched in the face.

Because it was a dream, he didn't feel the pain, but he could see the anger and hatred on the face of the person who beat him.

He knew this person, it was Hua Xiao, the eldest brother of his wife.

Later, a fire burned the coffin. The Qin family was arguing about something, but the Hua family looked at them numbly. The Hua family brought many servants, and the servants stopped the Qin family.

He watched helplessly as the coffin, and the little daughter-in-law in the coffin, turned into a basin of ashes.

Why cremation?
Why can't the little daughter-in-law be buried in peace?

No, no, why did the little daughter-in-law die?
Too many questions made him a little lost, and his consciousness became blurred. He couldn't tell whether this was a dream or something that happened in the past...

Just when he was in a daze and almost lost in it, a hand patted on his shoulder, and the voice of the little daughter-in-law complained in his ear, "Hey, what time is it, why don't you go back to sleep, if not I woke up at night and didn't know you were still in the study."

(End of this chapter)

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