Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Hearing this, the old lady's body trembled, and she stood up tremblingly, her lips trembling constantly, and she uttered a few words

"Madam...Madam, is it Madam?"

A little maidservant was about to speak but suddenly stopped talking, as if she had received an order.

"you....."

Just as a hand was resting on her arm, a voice appeared right in front of the old woman.

"Madam, what are you doing?"

A man's voice sounded at the right time, with a hint of caution in his tone, as if he wanted to explore something.

The old woman felt her body stiffen and her heart was beating fast.

"My dear husband, I heard from the housekeeper that you and Daoist Wang were in the garden, so... I brought them here to look for you."

As he spoke, the hand that was supporting her from behind suddenly supported her body from the side, and walked forward little by little to block the old woman.

"Madam, if you have anything to say to me, why don't you just ask a servant to tell him? It would be fine. Why bother you to make this trip?"

As she was talking, the old woman felt a gaze lingering on her, but before long, she heard footsteps coming towards her. The old woman shivered.

"My Lord..."

The man standing in front of the old woman took a step forward and spoke loudly.

"Madam...why are you so loud? Are you hiding something from me?"

The sound of inquiry came into the old woman's ears, and the sound was like a drumstick hitting a drum, which kept falling into her heart without stopping.

"No, my dear, I... just..." She pulled the person behind her back to her again, paused and spoke again

"I just saw that the weather was getting more and more gloomy, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. It was almost time for dinner, so I was anxious to have dinner with you, my Lord. My Lord, can you accompany me..."

As he spoke, he pulled the trembling old woman with his hand behind him.

The old woman felt the warmth of her hand and slowly calmed down.

"That's great. I'm hungry too. Madam, please..."

The words stopped abruptly, and the hand that was holding the old woman loosened. Suddenly, the footsteps sounded, and they were getting farther and farther away from the old woman standing in the snow.

The old woman trembled and staggered on the spot, but the next second a hand supported her, and a little girl's voice of reproach sounded in her ears again.

"Madam, why are you running around in this icy and snowy weather, and you even came to the front yard. If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid... I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to make it tonight."

A mixture of blame and sighs rang in the old woman's ears.

The old woman felt that she had troubled them, so she stammered and said,

"I...I just want to find the girl who served me. I'm so sorry. I'll get back to you right away...right away."

As he spoke, he struggled to move forward.

The person who was supporting her held her arm and said nothing, and walked her back to the yard.

When the old woman sat down, the man who had spoken to her again said something. Just as the footsteps sounded a few times and the old woman was groping for the table and getting ready to see her off, she heard the voice again.

"You...you'd better stay here and don't move around or go out. Whatever you heard, forget it. If anyone asks you in the future, remember that you didn't hear anything. If anyone asks you, you should say you didn't hear anything. Remember?"

The reminder in the voice was endless, and then there was a sound of doors opening and closing, and then the room fell into silence again.

After not hearing any sound again, Wen Baixu, who was lying in the dark space, sat up again. He looked around and confirmed that there was no sound. He reviewed it in his mind. At least now he was sure of one thing. He went back to the past and experienced half of what the female ghost had experienced before. At least he knew the general situation...

Time passed bit by bit, Wen Baixu reviewed a little bit of what he knew now in the space, thinking that if he could get out, he must talk to them about this matter.

Suddenly, he heard a scream, which seemed to be from... the old woman in his body...

“Ah…Ah…”

The screams were extremely miserable. The old woman's voice was intermittent, but she kept talking.

"I really didn't...I didn't hear anything...I didn't see any Yingniang either...I stayed in the yard the whole time...I was alone"

"Bah... you old woman, you're still being stubborn. The little girl who served you has already confessed, and you..."

Halfway through the conversation, the door opened with a creaky sound, and an extremely flattering voice rang out.

"Madam, how could you condescend to come to such a filthy place? I am not prepared at all..."

The flattering voice became lower and lower, and no one knew what happened until it disappeared.

"Why, Madam has to report to you whenever she goes anywhere in her own house?" A coquettish, slightly unhappy voice sounded.

"No, no, no... That's not what I meant. It's just that the Marquis... The Marquis said that no one is allowed to enter this place."

"Not even my wife?"

A stern voice sounded, and then as if someone was pushed to the ground, footsteps entered the room, and a moment later, the sound of a chair being placed in the middle was heard.

"Get out of here quickly, don't you see that the lady wants to talk to the prisoner alone?"

The charming voice sounded again. The old woman stretched her head towards the source of the voice and looked ahead with lifeless eyes.

"Madam, is that you? My daughter Ying"

When the door closed again, the old woman struggled with her weak body and asked desperately

"died"

A cold voice sounded, and then no one knew what she did. Footsteps sounded again, approaching the old woman on the shelf step by step. Then one hand pinched the old woman's cheeks and poured a bowl of unknown stuff into her.

"cough cough cough"

"Let her go, let her go, what did you give her to drink?"

When no one knew what the person outside gave the old woman to drink, Wen Baixu in the old woman's body stood up and kept shouting

The old woman was choked by the medicine she drank and kept coughing. She spoke incoherently.

"Madam... what did you give me to drink? Also, didn't you say that you would take good care of our Yingniang? Why did she die?"

"You must have misunderstood me. I did promise you, but I didn't know you and your good daughter-in-law had so many tricks at that time, so you can't blame me...our Lord Marquis."

"But...we just want to go home, that's all...Ma'am"

Suddenly the old woman paused, and she began to vomit. A familiar voice sounded again.

"If you want to blame someone, you should blame yourself for being so greedy that you didn't know how to cherish your good life. Now you are so happy and satisfied."

"Ugh~ Madam... Madam, please... let go... of my son... please"

The old woman tried her best to save her son's life with her last breath, but a voice whispered in her ear as she was dying.

"Don't you want your family to be reunited? If it weren't for your wish, you would never see your son or your wife again. Who made them do such a thing to disobey the Marquis? Their ending is the price they paid for their actions."

"You...you guys"

The old woman could no longer utter a word. She uttered a few words with her last breath, and then she was completely silent.

At this moment, Wen Baixu in the old woman's body had gone from anger at the beginning to despair now. He collapsed on the ground, helplessly looking at the darkness in front of him, because he knew that she was "dead" and he heard the whole process of her death and experienced everything before her death.

The sound of falling tears was heard. Wen Baixu lowered his head stiffly, looked at his hands, and tried to cover his face with trembling hands.

But suddenly, there was a call in his ear, and the originally dark surroundings suddenly seemed to collapse, and kept falling down. Wen Baixu didn't care about crying and being sad at this moment. He shook his body and struggled to stand up. Just as he was about to run forward, he heard a dead voice, and it sounded again.

"Please... please... save my son... he is... under the... flower... holiday..."

"Hey, old man....what did you say, where are you?"

Wen Baixu's body began to shake as the space collapsed. The next moment, his feet were empty and he fell down. At the moment of falling, he heard a familiar voice.

"Alin~Come back soon, Alin"