Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

The next day, Nanchun heard that Baixun had been found with a persistent high fever. Later, the family head summoned a shaman, who said it was an evil spirit invading his body.

The witch placed a sachet filled with cinnabar, rush, black beans, and a peach wood talisman under Bai Xun's pillow. He placed a dot of black dog blood between Bai Xun's eyebrows and ordered a Bagua mirror to be hung from a beam, facing Bai Xun's face.

The dream is bizarre.

Bai Xun was still in that beautiful sea of ​​flowers, with fireflies twinkling around him.

Suddenly, there was a hissing sound, like something sharp scraping against a wooden board. Bai Xun stood in the flowers, listening carefully. The sound was very close to him...

The wind blew through the mountains, and the smell in the air was not the fragrance of flowers, but a sour smell of corruption.

Bai Xun covered his nose and looked down to see a blood-red flower rubbing against his calf in the wind.

"pat".

A drop of red water seeped out from the pistil and slid onto his shoes and socks, bright red like blood.

Bai Xun pursed his lips and tried to leave. As soon as he raised his foot, something tripped his ankle.

He looked down and saw a pale, thin hand extending from under the flower, tightly grasping his ankle.

"Aaaaaaaaaa..."

"Xun'er! Xun'er!"

The surroundings suddenly became pitch black, as if someone was calling him. Bai Xun ran towards the calling voice, sweating profusely, and slowly a ray of light appeared.

He suddenly opened his eyes and was met with a face in the mirror. It was a face of stunning beauty, but before he could get a closer look, it instantly turned to skeletal remains. Bai Xun abruptly closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

"Xun'er, Xun'er..." Bai Yishui gently stroked his head with his hand and chanted exorcism spells in his ears over and over again.

Perhaps feeling safe, Bai Xun slowly opened his eyes. Only his face was reflected in the Bagua mirror hanging in the air.

"Xun'er, why did you run around without telling the adults? It's so dangerous in the mountains!" Bai Yishui looked at his grandson's pale face and couldn't bear to say anything harsh.

"Sister Yue took me there."

"Sister Yue? Are you the girl from the Nan family?" Bai Yishui looked at the housekeeper Bai Shan in surprise.

Bai Shan quickly replied, "The girl from the Nan family had a high fever last night and has been lying in bed the entire time. I haven't seen her get out of bed."

Bai Yishui shook his head and said, "Never mind. As long as he's alright. From now on, you must tell the adults where you're going, okay?"

Bai Xun bit his lip and hummed softly.

He felt aggrieved. It was clearly Sister Yue who took him there, not him running around, but the adults didn't believe him.

What about Sister Yue? She didn't come back to look for me. Did she get lost? She was sick at the time. Could something have happened to her?

"Grandfather, is Sister Yue feeling better?"

Bai Yishui touched his little head and said with a smile: "Much better, don't worry."

Bai Shan narrowed his eyes and joked, "Hey, our young master is still a caring person!"

Nanchun didn't like to go near the Bai family's old house before, but during that period, in order to find out the news about Bai Xun, she would hang around there from time to time.

I didn't feel at ease until I saw Bai Xun going to school in good shape from afar.

Meeting Bai Xun again after this incident was purely accidental.

The Ghost Festival is approaching, and Nanchun follows his grandfather to clean the cemetery.

The child's mind was not one to obey adults obediently. He followed his grandfather with a small broom and cleaned for a while before getting tired. While his grandfather was greeting the gardener at the cemetery, he ran away.

"Achun, don't run too far! The sun is about to set!" Nan Chenglin shouted at him.

"Hey!" Nanchun responded readily, but did not stop, as if he was running somewhere happily.

What is there to be happy about in a gloomy and scary place like a cemetery?

No one knows what's going on in his mind.

Walking along this winding path, there is a tomb with a tombstone but no words. Nanchun thought it was an abandoned tomb, but it was very clean and there were constant incense offerings.

Nanchun’s favorite food is the rice sponge cake sprinkled with fine osmanthus sugar as an offering.

When Nan Yue and Bai Xun got engaged, this pastry was included in the engagement gift sent by the Bai family.

It was not until then that Nanchun learned that the white, sweet pastry was called rice cake.

The place he wanted to go was the tomb without any words on the tombstone, and what he wanted to do was to steal food.

Oh, no, it’s about eating the offerings in front of the tomb openly.

Nanchun's pace quickened when he thought of the delicious food waiting for him.

He thought that the person lying in the grave must be a very good person, otherwise no one would miss him so much and come to sweep his grave and pay tribute to him from time to time. But if they cared so much, why only erect a blank tombstone?

There were indeed many offerings placed in front of the tomb, and Nanchun regretted not bringing a bag with him.

He knelt down before the tomb and kowtowed three times, then sat cross-legged in meditation and began to eat the rice cake. It was still warm and sprinkled with osmanthus sugar, which was sweet and delicious.

"What are you doing?"

Nanchun turned around and saw Baixun staring at him fiercely with red eyes.

"Cough cough cough..." There was still a mouthful of rice cake in his mouth that he hadn't swallowed, and it almost got stuck.

Bai Xun's eyes fell on the offerings and then on the half-eaten rice cake in his hand.

"How dare you steal the sacrifice?" Bai Xun seemed to be angry, his face flushed red as he pointed at him and shouted.

Nanchun was caught eating secretly, and the person was Bai Xun, whom he hated. He felt embarrassed and guilty for a moment.

He forced a fake smile, blinked his eyes, and said with a pitiful and aggrieved look, "I... I'm hungry... I had no choice but to..."

Unexpectedly, Bai Xun frowned, stepped forward and knocked the remaining half of the rice cake out of his hand, stared at him with gritted teeth and said, "You little liar who is full of lies!"

Nan Chun knew that his last lie had been exposed, so he decided to stop pretending. He stood up, curled his lips and said, "How did I lie to you?"

Bai Xun was stunned by his question and said, "You pretended to be your sister and tricked me into going to the mountains!"

Nanchun snorted softly and said, "I never told you who I was from the beginning to the end, did I? You're the only one who thought I was the older sister! Besides, which child in Baijiazhai didn't grow up running around in the mountains? How come you're the only one who can't get out after entering the mountains? I heard from them that you might even be the next head of the Bai family. How can you be so incompetent?"

Bai Xun's face flushed red after being scolded by him. He opened his mouth, pointed at the sacrificial offerings that Nanchun had stolen and said, "You still steal the sacrificial offerings!"

Nanchun raised his chin and said, "I have paid my respects! After paying my respects to the ancestors, I have already eaten, so I can eat now!"

Bai Xun pursed his lips, his eyes filled with anger. "No wonder they say your family is full of despicable thieves who steal from the dead! Now it seems that you are indeed the shameless ones who dig graves and rob tombs!"