The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 186

According to Chu Liuyan, this huge old willow tree, together with the vines that can be seen everywhere on the tree, can only bloom a ghost vine flower.

And this willow tree and the vines on its body have aura.So no matter from the perspective of the natural world or the spiritual world, they must hide this ghost vine flower very well.Otherwise, if it could be found casually, the ghost vine flower would have long since ceased to exist.Either it was picked by a naughty child, or it was eaten by some animal.

And I know that even if it is a tree vine with aura, it is impossible for it to attack at any time.It must meet many conditions before it can act.Because they are plants after all, it cannot have the same autonomous consciousness as animals.Just like now, when I climbed up the tree in broad daylight, the vines didn't do anything else.

But going on like this is no solution at all. As far as I am looking for a way, let alone a day, give me a few more days, I am afraid that I will return in vain.This is equivalent to finding a flower among the thousands of leaves in this tree, the difficulty can be imagined.

I spent two hours, but still made no progress. Instead, I was so tired that my back was sore, my legs were sore and my arms were sore.

I sat dejectedly on the branch of a big tree, thinking that I had to think of another way.

I am tired, but sitting on this tree branch is very comfortable, the breeze is blowing, it is cool and pleasant, and I can look from afar. The scenery around me is particularly beautiful, which relieves my fatigue.

"Hey……"

I was sitting and looking into the distance when I suddenly heard someone shout from below, it was a woman's voice.

Shocked, I hurriedly looked down.

A woman was looking up at me, and our eyes met.

The woman was wearing a hi-red wedding dress, but it was already very worn out, and there were still many holes in it.She turned out to be the crazy woman who appeared that night singing nursery rhymes.

It's just that we didn't know who she was at the time, but now I know that she is Jinpo's daughter, Qiaomei.

I still can't forget that when she left our car, she looked back at us.

That look was intimidating, and I didn't even dare to associate it with a crazy woman.It's as if that look doesn't belong to Qiaomei at all.

And now, Qiaomei is staring at me with such a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were equally sharp, I didn't even dare to look at her, turned my head and ignored her.I thought again, no, don't I still want to mess with her eyebrows?Without contact with her, how to take her blood?

Although Ghost Vine Flower was not found, getting her blood first was half the battle.

If so, I have to talk to her.

Qiaomei kept looking up at me, and I pointed to my nose at her: "Are you calling me?"

Qiaomei nodded and waved at me.

I bit the bullet and slid down the tree slowly.I don't know what's going on, but from the time this Qiaomei appeared that night, whether it was the torn clothes she was wearing, the nursery rhymes she kept chanting, or her behavior, I was terrified.It's hard to say where this fear came from, it seemed to come from the bottom of my heart when I saw Qiaomei.

Judging from Qiaomei's behavior now, it's normal.It seems that she has nothing to do with madmen at all, she can't be pretending to be crazy, right?I was thinking wildly.

Qiaomei was originally sitting under the tree, but when she saw me coming down, she suddenly stood up from the ground and stared at me with a smile.

When Qiaomei showed up last night, there were still many stains on her face, and it looked like she hadn't washed her face for a long time.But today, she actually washed off the filth on her face, her face was plain and clean, and she looked extraordinarily pretty and delicate, with a simple beauty, a natural beauty without any modification or carving.

This kind of beauty should be impossible to achieve with no amount of skin care products and cosmetics.

Perhaps this kind of beauty can exist only in this kind of place that is not infected by the world and not disturbed by fame and fortune.

"They all say I'm crazy, do you think I'm crazy?"

Seeing me coming down from the tree, Qiaomei asked me seriously, her big beautiful eyes were staring at me closely.

Looking at those eyes, as clear as water, although they are beautiful, I can still feel a chill.Judging from Qiaomei's current performance, there is indeed no sign of madness.And he speaks and speaks more normally than I do.

"I...you...are you crazy...I don't know..." I didn't expect that, facing such a mysterious woman, I would be at a loss and my words would be incoherent.

Qiaomei stared at me, suddenly an extremely gentle expression appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Amu, my grandma told me to get married, when will you go to grandma to propose marriage?"

I shivered, and then I understood why Qiaomei was so happy, she really regarded me as her lover, Amu.

It turns out that Qiaomei is really crazy, maybe she treats me as Amu, so she behaves more normally.

I wanted to justify myself, but I thought that no amount of justification would be useless to a lunatic.What's more, Qiaomei's face is full of expectation at this time. I really can't bear to destroy this kind of expectation of an innocent girl, even if she is a lunatic.

"Qiao... Qiaomei... I... will go in two days." I said perfunctorily.

"Really?" Qiaomei showed a different look in her eyes, she was very excited, she stepped forward and grabbed my hand, "You always evade like this, is it true this time?"

"Really, what I said is true." I gently pulled my hand out of Qiaomei's hand, thinking that it would be terrible if Grandma Jin saw it.

Qiaomei looked shy, glanced at me, and lowered her head slightly. This inconspicuous movement made my heart tremble, and suddenly I remembered the poem by Xu Zhimo, the most important thing is the bowing of the head. Gentle, just like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot withstand the cool breeze.

At this time, Qiaomei is like a water lotus flower, free from dust, free from vulgarity, clean and rippling but not demonic, with a different kind of beauty.

I looked at Qiaomei, she bowed her head lightly, her crescent eyebrows were lightly stretched out, between those eyebrows was the place where I took blood.

I secretly took out a cloth bag I was carrying, and took out a silver needle from it.But I didn't dare to do it. I know Qiaomei's life experience. She is a poor girl. I can't bear to destroy her temporary sense of happiness.

Just when I held up the silver needle and hesitated.

Qiaomei, who lowered her head, suddenly raised her head and stared at me.

I was taken aback, thinking she had figured it out, and subconsciously hid the silver needle behind her back.

"Amu, what were you doing on the tree just now?" Qiaomei asked.

"Ah...I..." I didn't know how to answer her.

Qiaomei didn't wait for my answer, and then asked: "I see, do you want to pick that red flower for me?"

I was taken aback and asked, "You mean, there is a red flower on this tree?"

(End of this chapter)