squeamish bag [rebirth]

Ghost upper body?

As soon as the villagers finished speaking, Yan Laoshi gave him a blank look, "What the hell, don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense!" The villagers wiped off their cold sweat, glanced sideways at Yan Qinghe, and said, "You watched Yan Qing grow up, and you don't know his personality yet? Look at this...how does he look like?" Yan Qing!"

The people next to him noticed the commotion here, and when they heard what the villagers said, they all echoed, "I also don't think this one is like Yan Qing, he also said that he is not Yan Qing just now, he must be saying what he is Yan Qinghe..."

"It must be a ghost!"

As soon as ghosts were mentioned, the spectators all backed away.

They can still deal with people, but they can't deal with ghosts.

Being teased by them like this, Yan Laoshi felt a little trembling in his heart. He looked at Yan Qinghe, his back felt inexplicably cold, and he stepped back unconsciously.

Yan Qinghe came back to his senses, seeing that the eyes of the people around him were not right, he took a step forward, and just about to say something, Yan Laoshi suddenly cried out in shock: "Tie him up quickly, I will go to the neighboring village to find Widow Zhao come over!"

Widow Zhao is a well-known witch in ten miles and eight villages.

When the villagers heard the news, they rushed up to arrest Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe wanted to escape, but was pulled from left to right, pushed and shoved, his staggered and pushed body fell back, and fell straight to the ground——

With a bang, the back of his head landed on the foot of the table, and blood flowed out——

"Brother..." Seeing Yan Qinghe lying in a pool of blood, the two children were so frightened that they burst into tears.

The others backed away one after another, still not forgetting to clear the relationship: "Hey, I didn't push it! Whoever pushed it, this will cause death..."

The mouths of the people around kept moving, but Yan Qinghe couldn't hear their words clearly. His mind was buzzing, and he felt that they were very noisy. Amidst the noisy voices, he fell completely into darkness.

……

Yan Qinghe felt that he had a nightmare.

In his dream, he was in a remote village, where people were all dressed in strange costumes, as if they were filming a costume drama. He also dreamed of two shabby children, one on the left and the other on the right hugging his thighs and calling him brother——

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, a familiar cry came from his ear.

"Wuuuuuuuu, brother, wake up..."

"Brother, Xiao Ning is afraid, woo woo... Xiao Ning doesn't want her brother to die..."

This, isn't this the voice of those two bad kids?Why are they still there?

Yan Qinghe subconsciously thought that he was still in a nightmare, so he opened his eyes with all his strength, and with the glare of the light, there were two immature faces that were dark and full of tears.

"Brother? You finally woke up!"

"elder brother……"

Yan An and Yan Ning were so happy that they wanted to rush forward, but thinking about their brother's injury, they didn't dare to rush forward, so they could only stand there stiffly.

When Yan Qinghe saw the two children again, his eyes almost popped out of surprise.

Didn't he wake up from a dream?Why are these two children still here!

Could it be that he is still dreaming?

Yan Qinghe closed his eyes suspiciously, remained silent for a long time, and then opened them again.

Why... are you still there?

He closed his eyes again, opened them again——

still!

Still there! !

Still there! ! !

Can't I wake up from this dream?

When Yan Qinghe panicked, the wound on his head throbbed with pain, and his face turned pale subconsciously.

Yan An and Yan Ning looked at Yan Qinghe's actions of closing and opening his eyes, and their hearts were agitated. When they thought that the villagers said that their brother had a ghost, they felt even more uneasy.

Why did my brother suddenly not recognize them?

Yan An felt sad from his heart, and cried out in a crying voice: "Brother..."

Seeing that Yan An was crying, Yan Ning couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and started to cry as soon as his mouth shrunk, "Brother, don't you want Xiao Ning..."

Yan Qing and Ben already had a headache, but hearing the two children's cries, the headache became even worse!

"I'm not your brother..." He explained patiently.

The two children only thought that their brothers didn't want them anymore, and they were suddenly terrified.

Yan An's face was pale, he climbed onto the bed with difficulty, clutched Yan Qinghe's clothes tightly, and said with a sob: "Brother, you, don't you want us... I, Xiao Ning and I will obey you obediently, and we will obey you." Eat less and work more... Brother, don't want us!"

On the side, Yan Ning was also crying out of breath, "Brother, don't you want us... woo woo, brother..."

The childish cry was like an electric drill, piercing through Yan Qinghe's eardrums and entering his brain, where he kept drilling into the depths of his brain——

It hurts...it hurts...

The sudden headache made Yan Qinghe slap his head subconsciously, and just when he couldn't help but want to bang his head against the wall, a strange memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

In his memory, he was no longer Yan Qinghe, the prince of the Yan family in the capital, but the poor little Yan Qing in the Yan family village whose parents had both died.

At the age of ten, both his parents died of illness, and he brought his twin brothers to live with his grandparents and uncles.

At a young age, he did all kinds of farm work, ranging from harvesting crops in the field to chopping firewood, cooking, raising chickens, feeding pigs, and washing the clothes of the whole family...

For six years, he worked hard, but he didn't know that there was no harvest in the snowstorm field this year, so his uncle tried every means to marry him to a lame hunter who had just moved to Yanjia Village as his husband.

The Orion was crippled, so he respected him. He didn't force him to keep silent, and even accepted him to live with his two younger brothers.

A few days ago, Orion went up the mountain to hunt wild boars, and the family didn’t have enough food left. He saved his own rations and gave them to his two younger brothers. He never thought that he would starve to death——

So, he is now this starving Yan Qing?

Yan Qinghe was engrossed in thinking, and suddenly, a voice sounded in his mind: "Please, help me take care of my two younger brothers."

He was taken aback by the voice that sounded out of nowhere, but he still couldn't help asking: "Are you... Yan Qing?"

"I'm Yan Qing! I want to ask you to take care of them!" The voice said faintly, "In return, you will come back to life on my body."

"Why should I let my good prince not be a good prince, and come alive on such a shabby household like you!" He is not crazy!

Yan Qinghe thought angrily.

In the ear, Yan Qing's voice sounded again: "You are dead, have you forgotten?"

you are dead……

These three words were like a demon, constantly echoing in Yan Qinghe's mind.

He tried hard to recall everything at the birthday dinner, his last memory was that he drank too much, and was helped back to the room by the housekeeper——

then……

When Yan Qinghe was having a splitting headache, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the picture, he was helped into the room by the housekeeper, followed by a group of doctors.

He saw the doctor perform CPR on him, watched the doctor give him electric shocks to defibrillate, and he watched the heart rate monitor finally change from a wavy line to a parallel straight line——

Accompanied by Didi's voice, the doctor announced helplessly: "Shao Yan was poisoned by alcohol, he was not rescued, and the time of his death..."

Listening to the time of his own death, Yan Qinghe trembled uncontrollably.

At this time, the voice in his mind sounded again: "Please, take care of them for me..."

"I do not want……"

However, no matter how Yan Qinghe refused, Yan Qing's voice never sounded in his mind again.

Yan Qing is gone!

Yan Qinghe looked at Yan An and Yan Ning, with a flash of bewilderment in his eyes.

Do you really want to live with Yan Qing?

Living in this ghostly place where one is poor, three meals a day, and may be starved to death in the next second?

Yan Qinghe was still confused when the door of the thatched cottage was suddenly pushed open, and then a woman in a yellow robe walked in.

Widow Zhao stared at Yan Qinghe, took out a stack of yellow paper talismans, and threw it at him: "The fierce ghosts avoid, the evil spirits disperse!"

As her voice fell, the yellow paper talismans were scattered all over the place, and some of them still fell on Yan Qinghe's head and body.

Yan Qinghe's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Be careful everyone, the ghost is about to show up..." Widow Zhao hurriedly shouted.

The expressions of the villagers following Widow Zhao were shocked, and they stared at Yan Qinghe cautiously.

Yan Qinghe pulled the corners of his lips towards Widow Zhao, took off all the yellow paper talismans on his body, kneaded them into a ball, and tore them into pieces, "Feudal superstition, ignorance, ignorance !"

His move stunned the villagers.

Widow Zhao only felt that she was being provoked. She squinted her eyes, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and said coldly: "This ghost is too powerful to be driven away, only the torture of fire can destroy it!"

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