Second Attempt to Get Her Chapter 2

Opening the door curtain, the warm breath of charcoal fire hit his face, making Asher Blake, who was freezing, couldn't help but shiver.

Evelina Reed had a cloth tied on her head to protect her from the wind, and she held her face with one hand in a depressed state. She did not draw her eyebrows today, so the two broken marks between her eyebrows were exposed.

I remember that when the master came to look for him, the first thing he said was, "This Evelina Reed must be a vicious woman with her broken eyebrows and ghostly teeth." He admired her so much at the time and believed that she was a capable person, so he followed her without saying a word. gone.

After so many years, seeing Evelina Reed's broken eyebrow again made me feel a bit warm.

"Leave it alone." Evelina Reed raised her chin and ignored Asher Blake, continuing to talk to her husband about the Shen family.

"Madam, this tea... is getting cold..." Asher Blake stuttered, seeming a little anxious, but he couldn't express it clearly due to his young age.

"Hurry up and drink it while it's hot. This is Cortex Cortex." Nolan Reed smelled the faint smell of urine and urged his wife to drink it quickly.

Only then did Evelina Reed remember the precious medicinal materials she had asked Yaolu to fry. She drank it all in one gulp, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed her forehead, "It's really much better."

Asher Blake glanced at Evelina Reed who was feeling comfortable and lowered her head again.

Not knowing when the Shen family would arrive, Nolan Reed discussed with his wife to postpone the burial of his eldest son.

"This is already the third day. If you push any further, it will be too much!" Evelina Reed said angrily, gritting her jagged teeth, "Tell them to come earlier!"

The funeral was held the day before yesterday, and it should be buried today. However, because the eldest young master's death was so mysterious, the Zhao family was delayed for a day to find clues, and now the Shen family is still pushing back.

"Nonsense! Sir Huan Xinghai, can I urge you to move?" Nolan Reed was a little angry at his wife's unreasonable troubles.

The Zhao family is a hereditary ten thousand household and is under the rule of Duke Xuan Guo of the Northern Territory. Tens of thousands of households in the city are qualified to collect taxes and rents, but have no power to govern. After all, he is just a subordinate of the Shen family. Where is the logic of a vassal ordering his master?

Huan Xinghai is where the Shen family is located and the center of the entire Northern Territory.

It's cold in the northern region. It's only mid-September and it's already snowing. Earth dragons were burning in the pavilions of Huan Xinghai, and even the small pavilion by the water was as warm as spring. The attendants and generals who were coming and going were all wearing thin clothes. Only the young man sitting on the waterside pavilion watching the snow was wrapped in a layer of fox fur.

The guard in dark attire, carrying a bowl of soup, walked quickly to the young man, knelt down on one knee, and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's time to take the medicine."

The young man looked away from the scenery of snow falling on thousands of mountains and did not take the medicine bowl. "Is there any news about Zhu Xingli?"

"The Zhu family also has no trace of him. Someone saw him going to the Western Regions a year ago, and then there was no news." The guard held the medicine steadily and said every word in a calm tone.

"Western Region..." Levi Stone slowly pursed his thin, pale lips, "Let's check again."

"Yes!" The guard stood up and took two steps before he remembered that he still had the medicine bowl in his hand, "Your Majesty, this medicine..."

"fall down."

A maid in purple stood outside the waterside pavilion. When she saw the guard bringing out the medicine intact, she immediately put her hands on her hips and asked, "How did you promise me when you went in just now? Did you take a sip of this medicine?"

The guard blushed and said, "The prince said he was down, so I..." and subconsciously followed his orders and walked out.

"Look at your potential." The maid in purple curled her lips, took the medicine bowl, and said something powerful, but she didn't dare to go in to persuade her anymore, so she could only scold the guard to vent her anger.

After checking for so long, there is still no progress.

Levi Stone stood up and held the low railing of the waterside pavilion with one hand. Snow fell on the back of his cold white hands and slowly turned into water droplets. The cold touch cannot calm the anxiety in my heart.

When I met Asher Blake in my previous life, that man was already an arrogant Kaoluhou. He rarely mentioned his childhood past, and only mentioned it to him once when he was drunk. When he was young, his family suffered a change. He fled with the guard to his family and acted as his son for many years.

"They all bullied me, why didn't you take me away?" The drunken Goluhou asked, holding on to his lapels, crying and laughing.

It was inexplicable at the time, but now it makes me heartbroken to think about it. Asher Blake, who was drunk at the time, should have thought of him as his deceased father, begging his father to take him away just like he did when he was desperate as a child.

He must find Asher Blake as soon as possible, but Yongguo is a vast country with as many small families as the sand of the Ganges, and he doesn't know his childhood surname. It's really hard to find a needle in a haystack. He could only find Asher Blake’s master Zhu Xingli first. However, Zhu Xingli was erratic and not much better than Asher Blake himself.

"Your Majesty," the maid in purple came over, with a boy behind her, "the Duke of the country is looking for you."

The lord of the Northern Territory, Shen Qirui, the Duke of Xuan Kingdom of this generation, sat on the main seat with a golden sword. When he saw the eldest son entering the door, he handed over the letter in his hand.

"Weishui Zhao family?" Levi Stone glanced at it. It was just an ordinary funeral letter. The eldest son of the Zhao family died suddenly and young and was buried soon.

"The young master of the Zhao family died under strange circumstances. Nolan Reed wants to ask people from Huan Xinghai to help find the murderer." Landon Chase, a retainer next to him, explained.

After hearing "It's a strange death", Levi Stone asked one more question: "How strange is it?"

"According to the person who reported the funeral, the young master died in a horrific manner. He was clearly a recently deceased person, but his body was already rotting. During the soul sacrifice ceremony, none of the three souls or seven souls responded..."

Levi Stone's hand holding the letter suddenly tightened.

"Mr. Dong, what you said is too scary." The maid in purple rubbed her arms.

Higashikawa talks a bit like a storyteller, with some unnecessary cadences that make people's hair stand on end.

"What is the name of the young man you recommended to me the day before yesterday?" Shen Qirui asked his son, "Tell him to follow Landon Chase." The vassal families in the Northern Territory are divided into hundreds, thousands and ten thousand households. As a household in the Weishui River, the Zhao family deserves to be taken seriously.

"No, I'll go there myself." Levi Stone said decisively.

Spiritual bodies outside the human body are divided into soul and soul. The soul can leave the body, but the soul cannot. Even if the body dies, the soul cannot be left alone.

Asher Blake, who was standing in Evelina Reed's room listening to the couple blaming each other, thought so too. Young Master Zhao died at the wrong time and in a weird way. He had to see the body to confirm how this world was different from the world in his previous life.

"The burial has been postponed. Who will keep the vigil tonight?" Evelina Reed had another headache. Because Mr. Zhao was under fifteen, he died young, so the funeral could not be held in a big way, and only one close relative could keep vigil in the evening. The second young master had been guarding the house for the previous two nights. She was too tired yesterday, so Evelina Reed went to guard the house in person. She fell ill overnight.

"You should ask the second young master to go." Nolan Reed sighed and asked someone to inform the second young master. Unexpectedly, the person who sent the message came back again, saying that the second young master could not be found.

Now the couple was panicking. One of their two sons had just lost his life, and the other couldn't let anything happen again. They immediately called the guard Yu Jian to look for him. Half an hour later, Damon Cross's body and the unconscious second young master were finally found in a quiet place in the back mountain.

"My son, what's wrong?" Evelina Reed held her little son tightly in her arms and checked him up and down.

"Damon Cross was holding the second young master's sword in his hand, and the young master was holding a broken sword in his hand and his face was covered in blood..." the guard described the scene he saw.

Nolan Reed immediately asked people to investigate the back mountain, inject spiritual power into his son, and called doctors for consultation. It was a chaotic situation. In the end, the doctor came to the conclusion that the second young master was stunned by fright. Coupled with the broken sword in his hand and blood stains on his face, it looked like two people were playing around. Damon Cross snatched the second young master's sword, and the second young master accidentally killed the man, and he fainted from the blood spattered out. past.

Although there are some places that don't make sense, there are no other people in the back mountain except some mortal slaves. The second young master is only a little bruised and nothing serious. Evelina Reed immediately demanded that the matter be suppressed, "Damon Cross himself died due to a mistake in his practice. It had nothing to do with the second young master. Did you all hear that?"

Retainers are immortals and cannot be killed at will.

The second young master was carried back to his room and the matter was settled, but no one kept vigil at night.

Nolan Reed, who was at a loss what to do, turned around and saw his timid cousin standing in the corner, "Xin'er, tonight you go to keep a wake for your elder brother."

"Watching?" Asher Blake opened his eyes like a deer and looked at his uncle pleadingly, "I, I'm afraid..."

"Pah!" Evelina Reed, who was upset, slapped her, "Little bastard, what are you afraid of doing at your cousin's wake?"

Asher Blake burst into tears immediately after being slapped on the face, and responded aggrievedly.

Nolan Reed looked at him, frowned slightly, and asked the housekeeper to change Asher Blake into decent clothes. If the Shen family came over early in the morning and saw the person keeping watch looking like a little beggar, it would be embarrassing.

Asher Blake changed into a plain cotton robe, with a thin linen rope tied around his forehead. When it was time to light the lamp, he was pulled to the mourning hall and knelt down.

The mourning hall was empty and full of ghosts. Young Master Zhao was lying in the unsealed coffin with a yellow talisman on his face. Apparently the Zhao family was a little afraid of the young master who was not responsible for summoning spirits, so they put a talisman on it.

Asher Blake nestled on the futon and slept soundly. He didn't get up until the moon was at its peak. He casually broke off a white candle, climbed onto the coffin with difficulty on his short legs, and sat on the edge of the coffin to look at Young Master Zhao.

"Tsk, Tristan Reed, why did you die so early? Who should I ask to avenge my broken arm?" Asher Blake said, peeling off the yellow form paper on the eldest young master's face, reaching out and poking it, it was sticky. The touch made Asher Blake feel chills.

Bringing the candle closer, the shape of the "face" can no longer be seen on the face that is not very handsome.

After a person dies, the soul returns to heaven and the soul enters the earth. The soul becomes god and the soul takes form. This man was decaying so quickly, his soul must be gone.