On the night of the full moon, Old Wolfe was radiant and awoke from his illness, clamoring to go to the manor to enjoy the moon.

"But sir, it's cold outside! The doctor explained that you can't go out unless you need to bask in the sun." Martha reminded.

"I know my physical condition, hiding in the house, I am just waiting for death!" Old Wolf said, "There is a total lunar eclipse tonight. Can I see a total lunar eclipse again in my life? You? How can you bear to let the good wishes of a dying old man fail, Martha?"

Martha finally compromised. She helped the old man put on as thick clothes as possible, a scarf and a hat, and when she pushed her wheelchair out, she asked curiously:

"How did you know that there is a total lunar eclipse tonight?"

William Wolf's face was buried in a thick collar, and his voice filtered by cashmere looked hoarse and rough:

"Prophecy from dreams."

Martha knew that Master Wolf would have strange dreams, and was not surprised. But she didn't really believe that dreams could predict celestial phenomena, and 80% of them were the housekeeper or some servant who talked about it to Master Wolf.

The event of a total lunar eclipse has long been officially predicted. I heard that there will be a rare blood moon this year. This event is being exaggeratedly reported by many people.

Some people say that when the blood moon appears, there must be an ominous disaster. There was also a blood moon a few years ago, but that time happened in the Eastern Hemisphere, this time it happened in the Western Hemisphere, and Canada was fortunate to be able to see both lunar eclipses.

After the last blood moon, there was a terrible super cyclone in the South Pacific. It split in two infrequently, and one of them crossed the equator inconceivably. Two wind groups, one east and one west, hit western South America and eastern Asia, and the Pacific Islands including Hawaii were all razed to the ground.

This made Martha feel a faint anxiety.

She began to pray silently, hoping that good people will be safe for their lives. But she found that her mind was not big enough to pretend to be people from all over the world. At this moment, all she thought of was Huang Liang.

They did not spend a honeymoon or even had a sweet weekend. On the second day of their wedding, their husband left her and went to Alaska with Master Wolfe.

Martha didn't blame him. Although there are many secrets in him, he has an unusual mission, he is going to do earth-shattering things, but she doesn't know anything. But it is not important. For her, she only needs to know that he loves her, that's enough.

What made her more gratified was that Huang Liang's courage to do all this came from his love for her.

On the wedding night, they lingered and talked about a one-night stand. When the gleam of dawn sneaked in through the cracks in the curtains, she shyly hid in her husband's chest.

The husband kissed her earlobe softly and said softly, "Thank you, Martha, you inspired me, let me know who I am, and let me understand the meaning of life. For you, I am willing to do anything, even if I give life!"

"Hush!" Martha put her finger lightly on his lips, "Don't say such unlucky things."

"I'm leaving." The husband took her finger away, put it in his mouth and sucked again, "I have to go! For you, for the future, for the little baby we might have! I will never allow it. People defile the world where the future belongs to us, and we will never allow our children to become poor slaves. I want the world to be full of sunshine, the earth to be full of flowers, children to run freely, and people to smile forever..."

Martha could not understand her husband. She feels free now, and happy now. But she believed him.

She encouraged: "Go! No matter what you want to do, I will support you. I will wait here for you to come back."

The heated house and the garden at night in winter are like two worlds. As soon as they walked out, the cold wind pierced their faces like a sharp blade.

William Wolfe coughed.

Martha quickly patted him on the back, and once again persuaded: "Master Wolf, you see it is so cold outside, let's go back, your health is important! When the young master comes back, I must hope to see you healthy and healthy. Look like."

"Look!" Old Wolf suddenly pointed to the sky, where there was a bright moon. "How many times can I see such a moon? If I miss the lunar eclipse tonight, I will never see the moon again in my life. Eaten."

He paused, "I think the children must be there too." His tone suddenly swallowed, "I can't wait for them to come back. I'm very satisfied to see the moon with them."

Martha is a little sad. She knew that what Mr. Wolf said might be true, but she must comfort him. It was her duty.

"Master, you see what you said, you are a hundred years old, no, two hundred years old!"

William Wolfe was amused, and laughed: "Who can live two hundred years old, then I am not an old celebrity in Canada? I don't want to be asked by those stupid hosts on TV. What do you eat every day, what are your health secrets..."

He turned his head and said, "Martha, don't call me master again, you are already married, you are Mr. Huang's wife, and you are not the little girl you used to be."

Martha said, "No, sir, I will always be your girl."

Old Wolf smiled and stopped talking, but from his face, he was very happy.

The moon slowly climbed to the top of the sky, and the bright moonlight shone down, like a layer of silver powder spread in the garden.

Martha saw the shadow on the moon. She knew it was a crater on the moon, but at the moment it looked more like a pattern carved on a bright bronze mirror.

She remembered the story Huang Liang told her.

He said that there is a very tall tree on the moon, and a man named Wu Gang uses a big axe to cut down the tree every day. He can only see his beloved by cutting down this tree.

This tree grows very fast, as long as Wu Gang is a little lazy, it can grow many branches and leaves. Wu Gang tried hard to chop and chop, but when he was about to finish the chop, a crow flew up and took away his clothes from the tree branch. He put down his axe to chase the crow, finally chasing the clothes back, and seeing that the tree grew back to its original shape.

Wu Gang cut down trees and crows made trouble. Year after year, there will always be a tree on the moon, a tree-cutting man, and a trouble-making bird.

Martha didn’t understand why the tree had to be cut down before the poor man could meet his beloved woman; she didn’t understand why the crows were going to stop them, maybe just to protect the tree, and the tree had its nest?

She wanted to laugh when she thought of the man sweating all day and chopping down trees, a crow chirping over his head and making trouble, but he was helpless. She thought this story was very interesting, because of this story, she liked the moon and the shadows cast by the craters.

Just when she was about to stay there, the edge of the originally smooth moon suddenly became a little fuzzy, like a cloud floating over, but the sky was clearly clear. Immediately afterwards, the blur began to spread, as if smeared ink stained the moon. The black shadow gradually expanded, but the edges became regular and smooth, as if someone opened a big mouth and took a bite on the moon.

Martha watched attentively, not noticing that William Wolfe's chest was rising and falling, his breathing was rapid, and his face flushed, as excited as he had met his first love.

The black shadow grew bigger and bigger, and gradually passed half of the moon, and the moon's light was only a shallow bend, but it appeared more dazzling than when it was a full moon.

Martha squinted her eyes, feeling the cold breeze across her cheeks.

She seemed to see the strong man from the East waving an axe. After countless days and nights, she finally couldn't bear it and chopped off the courtyard wall of Guanghan Palace with an axe. The palace collapsed in half, and his beauty stood on the condensed jade steps, smiling at him.

This is the most romantic story Martha has ever seen. She felt that she was watching a romantic Oriental movie. She imagined her husband by her side, and she was relying on the sweetness of her husband's shoulders.

The moonlight is becoming narrow, as if the stage is slowly closing the curtain. When the last gleam of light disappeared, she woke up from her fantasy.

However, the darkness came for a short time, the moon was not completely swallowed, but a crimson face appeared, as if covered with a layer of red veil.

"Blood Moon!"

Martha exclaimed.

Although she had prepared herself to know that the moon tonight was a terrible blood moon, when she saw the red blood, she couldn't help trembling all over.

A **** moon hung in the deep sky.

This is not romantic at all.

"Let's go back."

Martha shivered, holding the handle of Old Wolfe's wheelchair, ready to push him back.

But what she saw when she lowered her head really surprised her. Old Wolf was gone!

The old man in a wheelchair who was still sick just now disappeared out of thin air!

The garden was dark, and the dark red moonlight shone on the trees and flower beds, as if to paint the manor with a light red paint. The shadow cast by the sculpture next to the fountain in the center resembles a wounded and bloodied knight in the Middle Ages.

The wheelchair was still covered with thick bearskins, Master Wolf’s cashmere scarf and hat were also dropped there, and the symbolic walking stick studded with gems, which had been useless for a long time, leaned quietly. The armrest of the wheelchair.

Everything seems so weird.

Martha's heart throbbed.

She didn't know what to do. Calling someone? Or pray to the moon?

The moon slowly moved her secret and gloomy body, and now it was moving to the top of the ancient tower on the side of the manor. The tower cast a huge shadow, like a giant waiting in the dark.

She saw a huge white wolf standing on the spire of the tower. Its body is so white, even under the blood moon, it is not soaked in any variegated colors.

It turned its head and looked at Martha quietly.

Martha saw the white wolf's eyes, which were as bright and pure as sapphires, and taught people to be calm and serene.

Martha no longer panicked, no longer afraid. For some reason, she decided that it was Master Wolfe.

The white wolf raised his head and let out a long cry.

Its howling passed through the manor, through the streets of Wenxi, through Stanley Park, through the entire Vancouver, through the deep sky, through the depths of Martha's mind, and never reached the human mind. Places visited...

The blood of the moon began to fade, the sky became dark again, and a little light appeared from the edge of the moon, like a car light shining in the night.

The moon gradually revealed its curved arc, showing her perfect body little by little.

In the light of recovery, Martha saw that the white wolf's body was fading, and its raised head became an eternal silhouette in the moonlight.

It wasn't until the moon was heavy and complete, hung in the sky like a silver plate, and the entire manor was restored to its brilliance, and Martha took back her gaze.

She saw Master Wolfe sitting in his wheelchair gracefully and closed her eyes peacefully. His bib and hat are on his knees, his cane is leaning against the wheelchair armrest, and the gems on it are shining in the moonlight.

"Master," Martha called softly, "Master Wolf..."

Old Wolf never opened his eyes again.

On the night of this lunar eclipse, William Wolfe passed away.

Martha is not sad. She believed that Lord Wolfe lived in the moon~lightnovelpub.net~ In that kingdom of the sky, watching the world peacefully forever.

For some reason, she thought of the tree again and the man who was shirtless cutting the tree. A crow fell on the tree, chattering endlessly.

...

However, the legend of the ominous blood moon did not end with the death of Old Wolf. A few days later, a large earthquake with a magnitude of over 9 occurred in the northern part of Santa Fe, Argentina. The epicenter was located between the town of Beira and the official town of Crespo. The entire town of Beira disappeared overnight.

Xia Chujue shed tears watching the pictures of the disaster area in the live TV news.

Although the mountains and houses in the picture have long been out of recognition, her super memory still made her vaguely distinguish the place where she had lived when she was a child.

Mom said that it was Dad’s hometown.

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