I used a glass of poisoned wine to kill my sixty-year-old master at the wedding banquet, and the young and beautiful master's wife, in a red dress, threw herself into my arms, and she whispered in my ear, "From now on, I am yours."

Looking at the beautiful Teacher's wife lying in my arms, I couldn't help but fall into memories.

My name is Chen Jiu and I am an orphan. I don't know who my parents are because they abandoned me on the first day of my birth at the head of the village of Oxbow.

It was particularly cold late at night in winter, and my cries attracted the wolves. If not for Master who got up to pee and heard the cries, I would probably have been eaten by the wolves.

Master named Chen Tian, is the only feng shui fortune teller in the nearby three towns and six villages, he played a lifetime of bachelor, no wife and no children.

Chen Tian picked me up the day of the ninth day of the first month, so he named me Chen Jiu.

Chen Tian pulled me up, but I was not allowed to call him father, but let me worship him as a teacher, call him master.

Master gave me a fortune telling, he said I was born with nine turns of bad luck, it is difficult to live beyond the age of 18.

In order to let me live, every month on the first day of the month, he would let me go to the barren hill of the mass grave for one night, said that the ghosts on the mass grave to suck away my bad luck, I can grow up healthy.

Every time I come down from the deserted mountain, I will have a high fever, but strange to say, only one day after, I will become alive again.

In this way, I lived by the Master's side for seventeen years.

I was not good at school, failed in the entrance exams, the village children of the same age are working, but I must stay with the master, he said my eighteen years is a hurdle, as long as I step over, I will be disaster-free in the future.

Master also said that in order to dissipate my bad luck, the family must have a happy event to flush the luck, and then he found me a master mother.

I was touched, the master has been 60 years old, this age to marry a wife, will certainly attract a lot of gossip, he for my sake, the old face are open up.

It caused a stir in the village because the master found me a mentor who looked only twenty years old.

On the day of my mother's entrance, the village's young and old blocked my doorway, one by one, with their toes pointed out to the yard.

The master mother has a long black hair, exquisite figure, she wore a high-cut cheongsam, a pair of straight white legs, let people look straight gulp, but the most striking, or her face that does not lose the star, in our small mountain village, is undoubtedly a fairy down to earth.

I heard a villager muttering in a low voice.

"What a beautiful little daughter-in-law, it is not a vixen, right? On the old Chen this body, can eat well!"

"Fear not, he still has a disciple! The master and the disciple can not be the same."

The villagers laughed uncontrollably, the master laughed and scolded and shooed people away, he shooed people while telling the villagers that the wedding will be held on my eighteenth birthday, welcome to come and drink the wedding wine.

When only the three of us were left in the house, Master introduced me.

"Her name is Hu Mei, and she will be your master's wife from now on."

I hurriedly greeted Sifu.

"Hello, Master Mother, I'm Chen Jiu, just call me Xiao Jiu."

Shifu nodded and did not say anything, her eyes were hollow and devoid of any emotion.

At dinner, Shifu barely touched her chopsticks and drank only a little porridge, while Shifu drank a little wine and pulled Shifu back to her room with a rosy face.

I was in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes, some distracted, in front of my eyes always floated the beauty of the face of the wife.

I've never seen such a beautiful woman before, when I was in school, the boys were sealed as the school flower girl, with a comparison of the wife, simply an ugly duckling.

I wondered if I could marry such a beautiful woman in the future.

I was even thinking, if the master mother married not the master, but how good I should ...

I was shocked by the idea that sprang up, this idea is really treacherous, if the master knows that I dare to think so, he must pick my skin.

In a panic, the plate in my hand slipped and fell to the floor.

Snap!

The plate fell to pieces.

I held my breath for a moment, usually the master heard me hit the plate, will certainly run over to scold me a few words, but after a while, there are no footsteps coming.

I couldn't help but sigh with relief, and just then I faintly heard a cry if anything.

This voice, with seven points of pain, three points of aggression, the former tone is high, and a sharp turn down, the sound gradually weakened, as if unable to resist the sound, but also afraid that others hear.

My face is hot, I am seventeen years old, the point between men and women although not yet experienced, but also ignorant.

I swallowed hard, like a rat in my heart, seven scratches.

I hurriedly finished cleaning up the dishes and ran back to my room.

My bedroom and the master's bedroom, separated by a room, there is no more movement, here can not hear.

But I don't know what happened, just that one euphonious voice, always lingering in my ears.

I covered my head with the blanket and tossed and turned for a long time before I managed to fall asleep.

That night, I had a dream in which I married my daughter-in-law, and it was the night of the wedding.

The bride with the red head sitting on the edge of the bed, the red wedding dress, her exquisite body set off the concave and convex.

I swallowed hard, some do not know what to do, when under the red cover, came a voice that made my whole body tingling.

"Sangha, come and lift the cover."

"Yes! Yes!"

I took a big step to the bride, full of excitement to lift the bride's red head.

Under the red head, is a beautiful and delicate face, large eyes blinking ah blink, like the stars in the night sky, bright and soul-catching.

Yet I was dumbfounded and stammered.

"Master ... how is it you?"

The one sitting in front of me is not the master's wife, who just married into the family, who else can it be?

Shifu has a wintry smile on her face and a seductive voice.

"What master mother, Chen Jiu, I am your bride ah."

With that, she reached out and pulled me, my body leaned forward and just pressed against the body of the master.

Shifu took the initiative to undress herself, but in the very next second, I was too frightened to move.

I saw that the master's body was covered with bruises and purple scars, as if they were crawling with ugly earthworms.

"Sifu, how do you ..."

The resentment-filled voice of the teacher's mother rang out from my ears.

"Chen Jiu, why didn't you save me?"

She held out her hands and lifted my head so I could look at her.

I saw that Shifu's delicate face was covered with white hair, and a pair of azure pupils were staring at me with a deadly stare.

"Ah!"

I woke up screaming and took a long time to realize it was a dream, I twisted myself hard, how could I have such a dream?

I put on my clothes and ran to the courtyard to wash my face in front of the pressurized water well. I just washed my face haphazardly for two hands and heard the door of Master's bedroom ring.

I turned my head to see Master walking out of the room fully dressed.

"I'm going out for a trip, I won't be back until noon, so make breakfast and send it to the house for your teacher's wife."

I said yes, and the Master left.

I cooked noodles, served a bowl full of them, and nestled an egg, and brought it to Shifu.

Master's bedroom door is hidden, I've master mother has gotten up, did not knock on the door and walked in.

"Sifu, I've brought you breakfast ..."

My left foot just stepped into the door, my right foot stopped, and the hand that pushed the door was frozen in mid-air.

In the room, Shifu sat at the dresser, her back to me.

She was wearing no jacket on the upper half of her body, only a small halter top, showing a large part of her back.

However, what attracted me was not the skin of my wife like fat and jade, but her **** skin, a bruise and purple scars, shocking to the eyes!