Chapter 449: Deep Mansion (Thirty-Seven)

"Are you sick?"

The young man's eyes were filled with a warm orange color, as if covering up his sharpness, without any deterrent power.

Yuan pursed his lips tightly and subconsciously retorted, "Aren't you the one who's sick? You don't even know how to cook, you even cracked the kettle when you boiled water, and now you're asking me to get a zither and you're asking me all sorts of questions. Where do you get so much to say?"

"Ah, right, right!" Yu Huoqi laughed: "Since I can't do anything well, why don't you take it yourself?"

Yuan didn't lower his head. He just lowered his eyes slightly when he heard the words and asked lightly: "If I have to do everything myself, then what use do I have for you?"

Seeing this disdainful look, Yu Huo was like being ignited by explosives: "Okay, okay...what use do you have for me? Are you a maggot? Your hands and feet have degenerated and you can't take care of yourself, right?"

After he finished speaking, he reached out and poked the other person's chest, and even stood on tiptoe in order not to lose momentum.

“…”

Faced with such a gaze, Yuan suddenly felt guilty for some reason. He slowly moved his eyes away, refusing to meet the other person's gaze.

Yu Huo stood on tiptoe, but soon he could no longer stand. He adjusted his posture, ignored the person in front of him, and took the happy couplet to post it behind him.

The cold wind blew by, and Yu Huo, with his emotions, smeared the word "囍" with paste and slammed it hard on the dusty window of the vacant room.

Just at this moment, the whistling wind blew away the dark clouds that covered the bright moon, and the bright moonlight poured down overhead, and a vague outline appeared faintly on the window.

Yu Huo slowly opened his eyelids, and through the gap between the two characters "囍", he met a pair of bloodshot eyes.

His breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and he looked straight into those sad eyes.

Time passed quickly, and Yu Huo couldn't help but blink his eyes quickly and dryly, but the pair of eyes behind the window paper never blinked, and the more he looked at them, the more creepy they became.

Yu Huo raised his eyebrows suspiciously, turned around and stretched out his hand towards the door.

"Squeak—"

It seemed like no one had entered this room for a long time. The moment the door was opened, not only did it make an unbearable sound, but dust also slid down from the door frame.

Yu Huo covered his mouth and nose, and looked through the thin dust and mist. He saw a swollen corpse placed in the corner of the empty room.

The corpse was placed upright in front of the window, wearing the clothes of a maid in the Liu Mansion, but under the torn cloth, it looked rotten and had been torn open. Yu Huo could even see maggots slowly wriggling in the cut.

He frowned in disgust, looked at the other person's long black hair, and blinked slowly.

"Is this...Park Min-sook?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a very light sound of footsteps was heard behind him. As the other party approached, Yu Huo could even feel a hint of coldness coming from the other party.

He folded his arms and shivered.

The next second, a low laugh came from the side of my ear: "Are you scared?"

Yu Huo sighed, "I'm not afraid of you. You're feeling cold all over, but you don't have any idea what's going on, right?"

The two shadows on the ground, which were almost overlapping due to the sudden shortening of distance, were infinitely stretched under the moonlight, reflecting the action of Yuan's outstretched palm being forced to freeze in mid-air.

He just lowered his eyes and stared at the thin young man in front of him. His fingers couldn't help but curl up, then he slowly retracted them and didn't say anything else.

At this moment, Yu Huo's entire mind was already attracted by the corpse in front of him, and he didn't notice the other party's sudden low mood at all.

He lowered his head and looked around, then went out of the yard, pulled out a piece of red silk, wrapped his palms with it, and started to dig at the corpse.

A subtle scraping sound echoed in the quiet woodshed. The young man, with a serious expression, reached out and pulled out the man's rotten internal organs. A moment later, he sighed, "Park Min-sook's liver is gone."

Yuan looked at the piece of red silk discarded on the ground, which was emitting a foul smell, his eyes calm and said, "Why don't you wash your hands first?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Huo clenched his fist, and the evil look in his eyes instantly disappeared halfway.

He curled his lips and thought to himself, this guy is so boring.

He had no choice but to obey and turned to wash his hands in the water tank in the courtyard. He caught a glimpse of the man approaching again, seemingly unintentionally testing him, "You don't seem to care about the progress of the dungeon?"

Yuan didn't answer, but tilted his head slowly: "You seem to have missed the point, right?"

Yu Huo raised his eyebrows, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Yuan sneered, "You shouldn't be concerned about the progress of the dungeon, but our cooperation. So far, you haven't eliminated any of the anchors. I want to ask you, where is your sincerity?"

Yu Huo: "..."

Yuan didn't seem to be waiting for his answer. He just glanced at him lightly, as if he could easily see through the person in front of him.

Then, under the other person's strong and calm gaze, he turned and disappeared into the darkness of the twilight.

After an unknown amount of time, the cold wind started to blow again, swaying the red silk hanging in the courtyard, making the quiet courtyard seem even more desolate...

After Yu Huo arranged the courtyard, he went to the side room to wake up Tian Guihua.

When Tian Guihua opened her eyes, she saw the joyful courtyard and the dark blue sky. She belatedly asked, "What time is it?"

"Ten o'clock?" Yu Huo didn't look at his phone, but just guessed.

Tian Guihua couldn't help but put her hand to her forehead and asked with a hopeful look, "Why didn't you call me? Is Aunt Pan still not awake?"

Yu Huo thought for a moment and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'll tie her up."

Tian Guihua was silent for two seconds, then suddenly took her arm off her forehead, her eyes widening as she asked, "You tied up Aunt Pan...?"

"Yeah, I want you to sleep a little longer. I can't bear to wake you up, so I have to tie her up first."

Tian Guihua: ".......Every word you say is in Chinese, why can't I understand when you put them together?"

Yu Huo shrugged indifferently: "It's okay, you don't need to understand."

Tian Guihua was just about to complain when she suddenly heard a rustling sound in her ears. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the dry well in the courtyard.

I saw a figure in white clothes sticking out of the well. His flowing black hair fluttered in the cold wind, covering his entire face tightly. There seemed to be the sound of bones colliding when he moved.

Just when she was about to open her mouth and scream, the figure suddenly emerged from the well and teleported to the door of the side room.

Slow and twisted steps, strange and rapid speed. And this outfit, this outfit is clearly...

"Sadako...Sadako, Sadako!"

She stretched out her fingers, which trembled like a flower branch in the cold wind.

Yu Huo looked behind him following the sound. There was a whoosh sound, and the scene in front of him froze for a moment. When he came to his senses, he felt cold hair slowly brushing across his face, dark, thick, and cold.

Yu Huo leaned back and looked at the NPC who was out of his mind with raised eyebrows.

Before she could speak, Tian Guihua's eyes became dazed for a moment and she fainted again.

Sadako's attention was drawn to the sound, and she came forward curiously. The voice she made sounded like an old tape recorder with a stuck tape.

"H-What happened to her?"

The unexpected opening line made Yu Huoba swallow the words he had prepared, and he was forced to sigh: "She just woke up, and you scared her unconscious again."

"Then, what should we do?" The other party seemed a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Yu Huo's mood improved quietly. He suppressed his laughter and shrugged: "What else can we do? Let her sleep for a while."

After saying that, he lifted his eyelids curiously and suddenly moved closer to the other person, his eyes tinged with doubt: "Your hair covers your face, can you see the road clearly?"

Sadako, who was actually frightened by a living person, said: "...Yes."

Yu Huo exclaimed, "Wow, you're amazing."

Sadako believed it and laughed strangely, making the room even more terrifying and eerie.

The laughter was so creepy that even Yu Huo couldn't help but frown and look disgusted.

Just when he reached out to cover the other person's mouth but couldn't find it, the other person suddenly stretched out a pale hand, and turned it over, and a water-stained parchment scroll was handed to Yu Huo.

"For you."

Yu Huo reached out to take it and opened the parchment scroll suspiciously.

There were four traditional Chinese characters written at the top that looked like they were stained with blood: Face Changing Method

How to change your face?

Yu Huo suddenly grasped the edge of the parchment scroll, raised his head, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you get this?"

Sadako said nothing and pointed to the well in the courtyard.

Yu Huo stood up and walked forward curiously, only to see Pan Quan's body still soaking in the well.

The other person's bumpy face seemed to be getting worse, and red marks appeared on the skin that had turned white after being soaked in cold water.

While Yu Huo was watching, Pan Quan kept reaching out to scratch his skin, causing splashes of water and a loud noise.

This symptom is like... an allergy?

In a flash, Yu Huo seemed to understand something.

Face-changing, allergies, warm as jade... So that's it, he understood!