C8 Lacrimal Hemorrhage

Wasn't this disease already dead? People had already been buried, how could someone still be alive and appear here!

At this moment, I could clearly see that Zhao Quan'er's face had a trace of hatred and poison in it.

His dark eyes swept the room. When he looked at the door, I subconsciously lowered my head and avoided his gaze.

Even through the door, with his gaze sweeping over me, I could feel a chill.

Facing Zhao Quan'er, an unprecedented feeling of fear rose in my heart.

I was so scared that I didn't dare to move an inch. Obviously, Zhao Quan'er didn't notice me and continued to rummage through the boxes.

My heart was pounding, and at the same time an idea popped into my head. What the hell was he looking for?

Then an idea struck me, and I remembered the box the Grand Lady had told me to steal. Could it be that Zhao Quan'er came here to look for that thing?

The more I thought about it, the more it seemed to me that this was the most likely explanation, so I sneaked a look around the room and saw that the box was gone.

Could the disappearance of the old woman in the middle of the night have something to do with the box? She ran off with the box, or just found a place to hide it.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a shiver down my spine. It felt as though the surrounding temperature had suddenly dropped by quite a bit.

I thought I was scared, and I was under the illusion. But a moment later, I saw my breath form a white mist in the moonlight.

I looked at everything that was happening in front of me in amazement.

Then, I noticed that Zhao Quan'er who was in the room was about to go berserk.

The more furious he was, the colder the surrounding air became. I couldn't help but shiver as I thought to myself, Could it be that the sudden drop in temperature is related to him? Is he still human?!

I was so scared that my heart was in my throat. It doesn't matter if Zhao Quan'er is dead or not, but looking at him now, it seems like it's best if I don't provoke him.

So while he wasn't paying attention, I sneaked back into my room, lay down on the bed, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After about ten minutes, I saw Zhao Quan'er's shadow once again appear in my window.

He was not afraid of anyone knowing about it, so he just pushed open the door and entered.

I lay on the bed pretending to sleep, but I was curled up in a ball of fear.

From the bottom of my heart, I was filled with fear of him. It was an uncontrollable fear, as if it came from instinct.

I narrowed my eyes to a slit and stared at him for a moment, and then I saw him stop as he reached the door of my room.

At the same time, my heart tightened.

Zhao Quan'er didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding him, pushing open the door.

When his grey-green face appeared in the doorway, I gripped the latch so tightly that my hand was covered in cold sweat.

When he opened the door, he did not come in. Instead, he sniffed around, sniffing around like a dog.

I looked at him in surprise.

Surprisingly, he finished his sniffing and turned to leave. I let out a long breath when he was gone.

I lay cold and sweaty in bed and didn't dare move for the rest of the night.

I didn't get out of bed until the next morning, when the sun was up.

Right now, I'm no longer as afraid as I was last night. I recalled that since Zhao Quan'er didn't die, then I have no reason to help him search for a corpse.

After thinking about it, I walked out of the house and went to ask Zhao Wu to bring my dad back.

I found out that Zhao Wu didn't live in his own house, but stayed in the house of a main clan brother in the village.

When I reached the intersection, I heard a wild donkey's barking. The sound of the donkey was very strange. It had already changed its tune.

I was startled, and when I looked up, I saw that the donkey was twirling about restlessly, as if frightened by something.

Subconsciously, I looked at the donkey and saw tears welling up in its eyes. Tears started to fall from its eyes. After falling to the ground, the ground actually turned slightly red.

Her tears were laced with blood. This was blood!

I was taken aback. I didn't know why the donkey was crying, but I instinctively felt that this wasn't a good sign.

So I wanted to go up and take a closer look, but then, when I stepped forward, the donkey took a step back.

In the end, it had nowhere to run to. It bent its front legs, dropped to its knees, and buried its head in the ground, as if it were extremely afraid to see me.

At the same time, the color of the blood and tears in its eyes became more and more dark. In the end, it was as if it was truly bleeding.

Just as I was dumbfounded, I suddenly heard the Grand Matriarch's voice from behind me, "Wu Lei, what's going on?"

I was startled by her, and when I looked back, I saw that the matriarch's face was livid, and her nearly bald eyebrows were scrunched together.

The Grand Matron looked at the donkey kneeling on the ground, then at me, and a look of sudden realization crossed her face. Then she asked me: Did you not listen to me last night?

My heart skipped a beat. I didn't expect to be exposed so quickly.

I knew it couldn't be hidden, so I told her the truth. I told her all about the weird scene from last night.

Then I asked her where she had been last night.

She said to me in a rueful tone: I told you not to come back, so why don't you listen.

I told her that it was a shock, and that she should stop being afraid.

The Grand Matriarch walked up to the donkey, wiped her blood and tears, and said: You're not afraid of death, you little bastard.

I wanted to ask her what she meant by that, but at that moment we heard a commotion approaching and soon came to us.

Following which, he saw Zhao Wu and his men surrounding me.

Zhao Wuyi's face turned fierce, and he immediately asked me if I went to steal something from his house.

My heart skipped a beat, and I wondered how he knew about it so quickly.

But then he understood what was going on. He must have gone back to his old house and found out that something was missing. That's why he came to find me.

It's just that I don't quite understand why he didn't go last night and had to drag it out until daylight, since he also wanted it.

I knew that I couldn't admit it even if I was beaten to death, or else I really might be beaten to death.

So I denied it and said I hadn't touched his things.

Zhao Wuyi looked flustered and exasperated. He waved his hand and slapped me.

I staggered under his blows and felt my eyes go blurry. I almost fell to the ground.

He pointed at my nose and snarled, Boy, listen to me. The body of my son's daughter-in-law and that wooden box. If one is missing, I will kill your entire family!

I was stunned by his slap, and my anger rose.

I recalled the events of the past few days, and could not help but feel a surge of manic rage in my heart. I immediately broke out and cursed: "Your surnamed Zhao is so awesome that he doesn't listen to reason!" Your son is still alive and I saw him last night. He doesn't want to see you.

Before I could finish cursing, I saw Zhao Wu's face turn ashen, and the muscles on his face started to tremble. I didn't know if it was due to anger or anxiety.

His hair stood on end from my scolding. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, fine, you little bastard. I'll kill you today."

After saying that, with a wave of my hand, those people immediately surrounded me, ready to gang up on me.

I thought I was going to die for sure, but at this moment, I heard the Grand Matriarch yell, "Zhao Wu'er!" Stop!

She had been squatting there when she went to see the donkey's blood and tears, so Zhao Wu never noticed her.

At this moment, Zhao Wu was in the middle of a rage. He glanced around and said, "Who is this old fogey? Let me clean her up as well!"

One of the two lads acknowledged and walked over to the grandma.

The Grand Matriarch didn't even bother with him and just laughed coldly a few times. With her voice that sounded like a night owl, she asked, "Zhao Wu'er, did you forget how you managed to survive the 15th of July that year?"

Zhao Wu felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his whole body trembled.

He turned to the Grand Matriarch, and his face went white.

The nanny continued to giggle, but Zhao Wu instinctively took a step back. It was obvious that he was scared.

Seeing that he was in such a position, the two youngsters were also stunned, and they stood there stupefied.

The Grand Matron pointed at me and said, I want this man. You can't touch him.

Zhao Wu's face changed between a pale and a livid expression several times. Finally, he fiercely said to me, "Brat, you're lucky. This time, I won't do anything to you." But you must take what I want, or wait for your father's funeral.

With that, he hurriedly left with those people.

Although Zhao Wu said the last few words forcefully, I could hear that he no longer had any confidence in himself.

From the looks of it, he was extremely wary of her.

It wasn't until Zhao Wu and his men were far away that I reacted and looked at the grandma in surprise. Just what kind of method did she have to scare the domineering Zhao Wu into such a state?

I recovered from my shock and asked her, "Aunt, why is Zhao Wu so afraid of you?"

She answered with a distant look: We've had an encounter before, and he was so impressed with it that he still remembers it.

It was like saying nothing, but she made it clear that she didn't want to say it, so I didn't ask further.

However, I have a feeling that the Grand Matriarch is also afraid of Zhao Wu. Otherwise, why would she hide in the house and not come out when Zhao Wu came to my house to make trouble yesterday?

I asked the Grand Matriarch what to do next. Zhao Quan'er was still alive, and it was clear that it was a trap set by the men.

Who said Zhao Quan'er was still alive?

I was stunned for a moment, and then I said: I told you, the one who came to your room last night was Zhao Quan'er. I saw him clearly.

The Grand Matriarch's smile became even more sinister as she said faintly, "That's Zhao Quan'er, but who told you that he was alive last night?"

The words came out of her mouth as if squeezed out of a deep crevice, with a chill.