As night falls, the sky is dotted with stars and the wind blows across the fields.
Xihe held a kerosene lamp and inspected the place where Buck died. He found nothing except the fallen weeds stained with blood, and there were no signs of fighting.
She raised her eyes to look at the ancient castle standing on the hill: "Do you think it could be him?"
Climbing up the hill and standing in front of the castle, Xihe looked at the dark castle door. There was nothing in her ears except the sound of the wind. She took a step forward.
"That aura is gone."
"What?"
Xihe paused and frowned: "What do you mean?"
The dog jumped out of the space and stood at her feet, sniffing back and forth at the castle. "That day, the aura that made me feel threatened is gone. Now it's empty inside."
Xihe was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the castle.
"You mean, I'm late?"
Gouzi nodded his head: "Yes."
Xihe: “…”
She stepped into the castle and said, "Since we're here, let's go in and take a look."
The dark castle was quiet and dilapidated. Xihe walked around with a lantern but found nothing. He was speechless. If he had known earlier, he would have taken the opportunity to walk around.
She was about to leave when she suddenly saw a dark staircase leading to the basement.
Xihe paused, holding the lantern in one hand and her skirt in the other, she walked down the dusty stairs carefully, with the dust on the stairs falling down with a creaking sound.
With a click, the shoes stepped on the solid ground.
Xihe raised his head, surprise flashed in his eyes. There was a coffin in the middle of the room.
Unlike the basement covered with cobwebs, the coffin in the center is magnificent and huge. The black and red lacquered wood coffin has a thick and heavy texture, and the walls of the coffin are carved with exquisite and complex patterns. It is obvious that it is of great value.
Xihe looked around, walked up, put the lamp on the table, and walked to the coffin.
The dog came up excitedly and asked, "Do you think there might be something good in there?"
She put her hand on the coffin lid and pushed hard, wow—
It's empty inside.
The dog snorted in disappointment: "So he's a poor fellow!"
Xihe, however, felt that it smelled so good, and the attraction from her soul made her crawl in uncontrollably, frightening the dog so much that he quickly bit her skirt and asked, "What are you doing?"
“Smells so good, smells so good!”
Kick the dog away.
Xihe slipped in and carefully picked up a cup on the pillow.
She closed her eyes and sniffed it obsessively, then tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, gulping it down as it flowed from her throat into every part of her body.
The dog who happened to look up:!!!
"What did you eat? Spit it out, quickly!"
Oh my god, can you just eat whatever you want out there? What a fool!
It pounced on him and tried to pull at Xihe's mouth, but Xihe, like a drunkard, laughed and fell into the coffin, lying on it, closing his eyes and yawning: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep the next second.
Gouzi: “…”
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Xihe slept so soundly that he felt his soul was elevated.
"Are you okay? Is there anything wrong with your body?" Gou Zi asked anxiously.
Xihe subconsciously felt that his body was light, as if he had endless energy. He touched the coffin with his hand, and with a click, he broke off a large piece.
Xihe:!!!
The dog breathed a sigh of relief instantly.
"It seems that cup of blood is a good thing. It makes your abilities stronger."
I couldn't help but glance at Xihe. This guy is so lucky. He got such a good opportunity just by strolling around.
Xihe was delighted and quickly pushed aside her bangs to reveal her forehead: "Is the mark still there?"
"exist."
Xihe's face fell instantly.
But her mood soon improved and her strength grew stronger. If she met the guy who marked her, she would kill him directly!
Xihe walked around the castle again and found nothing, so she had to go back home. This time she was surprised to find that she was much faster and was not even afraid of the sun.
She licked her lips. If only I could have a bowl.
When she returned to the manor, the slaves greeted her one after another. The housekeeper ran towards her hurriedly, reporting all the big and small things in the manor while holding a big black umbrella over her head.
Xihe nodded as he listened, and suddenly caught sight of a young man standing next to the cotton field.
He wore a white shirt and black riding pants. He had a tall and strong figure, a high nose bridge, a handsome profile that looked as perfect as a sculpture, and chestnut curly hair that looked good in the sun.
Feeling her gaze, he turned around and looked at her, his handsome face like a god.
When he saw her, the man's deep blue eyes were startled, then he smiled, put his hands on his chest, and bowed slightly.
Xihe frowned: "Who is he?"
The old butler also saw the man and quickly explained with a smile, "Young master, Mr. Ailand is a bard who has been traveling around the world. He happened to pass by our manor last night and asked to stay overnight."
"Will you let him come over?"
Xihe shook his head, looked at him, and looked away: "No need." Then he said, "The cotton is ripe. Don't rush to buy seeds after you pick them. Let me decide what to plant first."
The old housekeeper opened his mouth wide: "Huh?"
Xihe had already walked quickly into the house.
As soon as she returned to the room, she couldn't wait to take off her clothes. Sure enough, there were only slight burn marks on her body, not the extent of the initial skin being torn apart.
She couldn't help showing joy on her face: "Come here! Bring me some bread!"
Now that she wasn't so afraid of the sun anymore, what about her sense of smell and taste? She'd been drinking goat's blood since she came into this world, and she was about to vomit.
But to her disappointment, the bread still tasted like wax to her.
She spat it all out with a "Pah" and waved her hands vigorously: "Take it out, take it out!"
Xihe lay in bed with a look of despair on her face. "What's the point of living these days?" Suddenly, she slapped her head, jumped out of bed, and ran downstairs.
"Brando!"
"Young Master."
The old butler who was waiting at any time appeared in time: "Are you looking for me?"
Xihe: "How are my uncles? Have they decided to move back in with us? Have you brought my apology?"
When she asked the housekeeper to deliver the money, she also asked him to ask the original owner's uncles if they were willing to move back in. After all, the original owner had wronged them and the group of exploited slaves.
Slaves are used to being oppressed, and they are satisfied as long as they are well fed and warmly clothed.
But this is not necessarily the case for the original owner's uncles and aunts. In addition to satisfying their material lives, we must also care about their spiritual world.
The old housekeeper smiled and said, "I've brought your apologies. Your uncle Suzani and his family are very excited and said they'll move back as soon as they finish packing."
Xihe smiled and said, "Then tell them to hurry up so they don't miss the next planting season."
The old housekeeper's smile froze. "Young Master, what does this mean?" "Does she want Mr. Suzani to work like a slave?" "Ah, this..."
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