Denghuaxiao

Chapter 47 Karma

The night is rainy and lonely, and the lamps in the niches are dim.

The mottled statue of the **** is rusty, half of its face is kind and half of it is King Kong in the blue smoke.

In the huge water tank in the palace, the sound of splashing water caused by turtles and turtles could be heard from time to time. Occasionally, there were some suppressed gasps, which were buried quietly.

The woman is thin, standing at the foot of the statue, clasping the neck of the person in her hand, and asking questions slowly.

She asked: "Lu Qian was slandered and imprisoned. Does the prison chief, Mr. Fan, know the inside story?"

She asked: "Mrs. Ke said that Lu Rou took the initiative to seduce the master of Taishifu. Did the master of Taishifu insult Lu Rou?"

She asked: "Master Lu encountered a flood on his way to Beijing. Who arranged the flood?"

She asked: "There was a fire in Changwu County, and Mrs. Lu died in it. Can your Ke family help?"

Every time she asked a question, she pushed Ke Chengxing's head into the water once, making him feel the suffocation of drowning.

She asked him seriously over and over again, torturing him to death over and over again, and at the end, she calmly scolded him: "Why don't you answer?"

 He was poisoned and his mouth and tongue were numb. How could he answer?

 How could he answer!

Ke Chengxing was drenched in water. It was almost summer, but it was as cold as winter. He felt that he had become a victim of others' crimes and could only be exploited by others. Despair and fear haunted him, making him feel more painful than the ghost of his dead wife.

"Wang Yingying" dragged him like a dead dog dragging a pile of mud, looked at the statue in front of the Buddhist niche, and said softly: "Master Ke, you are so dedicated to bribing gods and worshiping Buddha, haven't you ever asked for karmic retribution?"

She lowered her head and smiled, her voice seeming to be sarcastic: "That's right, if there are real karmic rewards in this world, why would you be able to sit back and relax with fine clothes and fine food now? It can be seen that the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows and does not see sentient beings."

“Since the Bodhisattva is useless, I have no choice but to do it myself.”

Ke Chengxing was so frightened that he couldn't help but glare at her and the Buddha statue in front of the shrine.

How dare she?

How dare you kill people in this solemn and sacred place in front of the Bodhisattva? Isn't she afraid of retribution?

Wang Yingying noticed the look in his eyes and seemed to understand what he was thinking in an instant. She said, "You want to ask me why I am not afraid of gods and Buddhas?"

Ke Chengxing was trembling all over, looking at her as if he were looking at the most terrifying demon in the world.

 She laughed inexplicably: "I'm not afraid."

“I went up the mountain today not to pray for blessings.”

She came slightly closer, with a gentle voice, and spoke word by word in his ear.

 “I’m here to take revenge.”

 “Crash—” a sound.

His head was pushed into the water again. The turtles in the water were frightened by the movement and fluttered away. Whether it was his hallucination or something else, he seemed to see the shadow of his dead wife in the darkest abyss.

The deceased wife's expression was gentle and bright, and her beauty was as pure as a lily. However, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to the naughty ghost just now. She smiled and said to him: "My sister is really different from me in temperament."

Ke Chengxing is confused, what is his late wife saying? How come she has a sister? Is it Wang Yingying?

But Wang Yingying is a distant relative of the Lu family, so how can her facial features be similar to Lu Rou's?

 And temperament—

Lu Rou looked at him and smiled sheepishly: "She was still a little girl when she was lost. She was only eight or nine years old and had not yet grown up. She looked arrogant and willful on the surface, but in fact she was very timid. She met a snake and a bee. They will all be scared to tears. I don’t know how I have lived these years.”

Lost…

Like a flash of lightning across the night sky, he suddenly remembered.

 Wrong! Lu Rou once had a younger sister.

　　Not a distant relative of the Lu family, not Wang Yingying, but the biological sister of Lu Rou and Lu Qian, the youngest daughter of the Lu family, the youngest daughter of the Lu family who was abducted by a kidnapper seven years ago and disappeared!

Ke Chengxing thought about it thoroughly. At that time, Lu Rou had just married into the Ke family, and after falling in love with him, she talked about an old incident.

It is said that the Lu family originally had a little daughter, Lu Rou's sister. Seven years ago, there was a plague in Changwu County. All four members of the Lu family fell ill. Miss Lu was the third girl to support the family alone. Seeing that the Lu family was extremely happy at that time, I don't know. Miss Lu San found a few packets of medicine, boiled them and drank them, and the Lu family gradually got better.

Seeing that the situation at home was getting better, unexpectedly, Miss Lu San went out one day and did not come back. Later, someone on the street said they saw her getting into a carriage with a stranger wearing a curtain. The Lu family hurriedly sent people to look for it, but found nothing.

Because of this incident, Mrs. Lu became heartbroken and depressed all the time. Over the years, the Lu family has not given up searching for their missing little daughter, but still found nothing.

The wife looked at him cautiously: "Husband, I heard that the Ke family's kiln porcelain will be sent to various places. Can you paint my sister's portrait and name on the wooden box where the kiln porcelain is sent? If there is an acquaintance or my sister Once you see it, you might be able to find it again, and there will be a day of reunion in this life."

 He casually said "it's a small matter", but in fact he didn't take it to heart.

 First of all, the Ke family deliberately exaggerated their business reputation in front of the Lu family, but in fact it was just an empty name. Not to mention sending it to various places, the business in Shengjing was barely maintained.

Secondly, Ke Chengxing didn’t think the Lu family’s youngest daughter could still be found. After so many years, the little daughter is probably dead, or sold to the Hualou Qing Kiln, and her reputation will not be good when she comes back.

Why spend that wasted money? Ke Chengxing thought that it would be troublesome to find a painter to come and paint the portrait.

 So he promised verbally but did not put it into action.

Later, the Fengle Tower incident happened. Mr. Lu became pregnant and died, and he married Ms. Qin. The gossip between the couple had long been forgotten by him. But at this moment, he was drowned in the pool and begged for death. , suddenly remembered.

Wang Yingying is just a distant relative of the Lu family, why would the Lu family do this unless they are blood relatives of the Lu family.

 Is the Lu family’s youngest daughter still alive?

Is this woman Lu Rou’s missing sister?

Ke Chengxing was full of questions, but had no way of saying them. He only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. The water tank in the release pool seemed to be endless and bottomless, and the water in the pool was also pitch black, like a pool in hell.

However, in the darkness, there was a brilliant light. He saw a bit of fire, which was getting bigger and brighter. Accompanied by the roar of gongs and drums, and the red flowers and candles, someone was actually getting married.

The wedding tent was hung with colorful concentric knots, and the red candles were burning high. The newlyweds were sitting in front of the couch, holding cups and drinking glasses of wine.

Ke Chengxing saw himself in his wedding dress, his face full of high spirits, while the woman opposite him was as pretty as a flower, with gold, silver and pearls on her head, her hairpin swaying slightly, looking at him with affection in her eyes.

She said shyly: "Husband, drink this cup of combined wine, and you and I will become husband and wife, and we will be inseparable in life and death."

He laughed heartily and imitated the scholar in the play and swore: "I am in the mud, and you are in the mud. I am in the mud. My wife and I, in this life, live in the same quilt, and die in the same hole."

Suddenly the sound of gongs and drums stopped, and someone’s voice came from far away: “Help! Help!”

He raised his head nervously and saw the pond on a summer afternoon. The pond was full of red flowers as bright as blood. Lu Rou was pushed into the water by the servants. She struggled desperately, her long hair was messy, and her hands were grabbing up randomly, grabbing the edge of the pond. Refuses to let go. He was anxious and angry. On the one hand, he thought his subordinates were too slow to take action, and on the other hand, he was afraid that others would hear the movement, so he walked over and tried to cover her mouth.

When Lu Rou saw him, she stopped struggling. She only shed two lines of tears quietly from her eyes and looked at him blankly.

He averted his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore. He opened her hand with force and pushed her into the pool full of clear lotus until the cold water swallowed everything.

A woman's gentle voice echoed in his ears over and over again: "Husband, drink this cup of combined wine, and you and I will become husband and wife, and we will be inseparable in life and death."

A thunder broke the silence of the mountain night, and the lightning illuminated the green smoke of the remaining hall, and also illuminated the indifferent eyes of the people in front of the Buddha.

She quietly looked at the man who was no longer struggling in the water tank and asked softly: "Are you scared?"

 No one answered, only strands of black hair floating on the dark and turbid water of the release pool like tangled water plants.

 “It’s okay to be afraid.”

 Lu Zhen said calmly: "My sister was also so scared at that time."

 (End of this chapter)