It was a quiet night, nothing strange happened, and Ruan Mian slept very comfortably.
The next day.
Xiyue originally had something to discuss with Song Wenjing. Just as she opened her mouth to shout, she saw someone walking out from behind him.
The girl rubbed her eyes and yawned, with a teardrop hanging from the corner of her eye.
She slowly raised her confused porcelain-white face and greeted him.
"Good morning, Senior Sister Xiyue."
Song Wenjing leaned over to help her straighten her loose collar. His movements were skillful and natural, as if they had been together for a long time.
The girl stood there obediently, tilting her head slightly, revealing her fair skin from her neckline, completely unaware of how seductive her actions were.
Xiyue quickly adjusted her expression and said with a smile, "Little Junior Sister, could it be that you and Senior Brother Song..."
The words stopped abruptly.
The man glanced at her sideways and said, "Be careful with your words."
Seeing that they still had important matters to discuss, Ruan Mian and Song Wenjing thanked them and said goodbye.
After she left, when facing Xiyue, the soft light in the man's eyes gradually dissipated and his expression became distant.
The woman looked around and saw no one, so she told him the purpose of her visit.
His tone was filled with worry. "According to recent investigations, the number of wandering spirits in Qingshi Town has increased. This is extremely abnormal."
The front yard of the Zhao Mansion.
The maids were busy sweeping up the fallen leaves. In two days, the second lady would be coming home, so they dared not be negligent, otherwise they would be the ones to suffer.
Ruan Mian found a woman who seemed to have a good temper.
He slowly approached and used a low-level magic weapon to clean up the debris on the ground. If he continued at the original speed, it would take at least half a day to complete.
"Thank you for your help, fairy."
The girl had long black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, had a slender white neck, and had bright and beautiful eyes.
"Sister, I want to ask you a few questions."
When the girl came closer, her eyes curved and her sweet voice made people's hearts tremble.
The maid suddenly blushed, "Okay...Okay, go ahead and ask."
Through the conversation, I learned that Mr. Zhao had actually married a wife, Mei Niang, a long time ago.
But for some unknown reason, the eldest lady inexplicably fell ill with a hidden disease and broke out in rashes all over her body. I heard that it is contagious.
No one dared to approach her because of fear.
Due to neglect, the scars on the woman's face spread to the point where her face was completely ruined, becoming extremely ugly and horrifying.
So she hid in the backyard all day and didn't go out.
After a long time, the servants in the mansion saw that their master didn't care, so they no longer cared whether the eldest lady was dead or alive. At least they would send some food over when they remembered her occasionally.
Before she fell ill, Mei Niang's beauty was so stunning that many talented men would pay a fortune to see her.
In her spare time, she likes to take care of flowers and plants. Most of the buildings in the Zhao Mansion are designed according to her preferences and are elegant and unique.
After hearing this, Ruan Mian sighed in his heart. At that time, he had mistakenly thought that Mei Niang was... a ghost.
lobby.
Yu'er sat in a rosewood armchair with dignity, her posture elegant and her clothes gorgeous.
The woman wore a soft silk belt around her waist, a tassel hanging from her hair, a long lavender gauze skirt trailing behind her, and held an eight-treasure brocade fan in her hand.
On the small table next to her were placed seasonal fruits, which were specially picked for her by Mr. Zhao.
"Are you blind? You didn't even see it when it was crooked?!"
She spat out the fruit peel in her mouth, and with a disdainful tone, she pointed with her slender jade finger at the servant who had pasted the red wedding character crookedly.
"If your eyes are useless, then dig them out!"
This domineering look was completely different from her usual way of lying on Mr. Zhao's legs and acting coquettishly.
Faced with her rebuke, the servants dared not refute her. They lowered their heads and eyes, with expressions of respect and fear.
They completed the task at hand with great care, fearing that they would be kicked out of the house if they made any mistakes.
Ruan Mian lay on the wall and stuck his head out to look.
It was discovered that there was an obvious circular black mark on Yu'er's neck, as if it was caused by a rope tied around her neck for a long time, penetrating deep into her skin.
Doesn't she feel anything?
The girl turned around and went to tell Senior Sister Xiyue and the others.
On the way, I met Mu Feng by the garden.
The man raised his sword slowly, and the black mist lingering around him touched it, making a crisp collision sound.
He moved his feet, and his figure was as fast as lightning, attacking continuously.
In the girl's eyes, she could only see Mu Feng being enveloped in thick black fog, which was chilling and chilling.
The man used the Five Elements Sword Technique, and the sword momentum was continuous. Such an attack seemed extremely fierce.
"Hiss!"
A mixture of strange screams came from the fog, more than one.
The ghosts did not show any weakness. They fought desperately and gathered into a bloody palm to attack him.
An ordinary person would have turned into blood the moment they came into contact with it.
But it was undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock. Mu Feng was surrounded by a golden barrier, and the poisonous gas could not get close.
The man slashed down fiercely, knocking them to the ground.
Mu Feng's sharp eyes revealed a cold and chilling aura.
After being defeated, the thick fog began to gradually condense into a human form.
Their blurry outlines gradually took shape, revealing a pair of empty eyes and a twisted mouth.
These humanoid ghosts were crawling on the ground, and the invisible restraints on their feet prevented them from breaking free.
It was as if there was a strong obsession that prevented them from entering the underworld and reincarnating.
The sword in Mu Feng's hand flashed with cold light, and the tip of the sword pointed at the struggling ghosts on the ground. He asked coldly, "Why are you causing trouble here?"
His words were filled with cold murderous intent, which made the ghosts feel extremely frightened and shrank back.
Ruan Mian was also shocked.
My toes stepped on the dry branches on the ground, and the crisp breaking sound seemed very abrupt in the quiet environment.
She covered her mouth in time and tried to sneak away.
"Who's hiding there? Come out!"
Mu Feng, dressed in black, had eyes as dark as ink, and his pupils reflected murderous intent and gloom that had become concrete.
The sword light almost cut the girl's cheek, which was a warning to her that if she took another step, her neck would be cut off.
The girl was afraid of death and did not dare to disobey, so she came out obediently.
The man frowned, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he put away the terrifying sword in his hand.
He scowled, trying to hide his mistake. "It's dangerous out there, don't wander around!"
The ghosts crawling on the ground covered their heads and wailed. They opened their empty bloodshot eyes and looked at Ruan Mian.
The action stops...
It's so weird that it doesn't move at all!
Ghosts are born from people's obsessions and are neither demons nor monsters.
Their figures were pale and weak, as if they would disappear at any moment.
His eyes were filled with endless sorrow, and strings of blood and tears flowed down to the ground, staining the soil red, which was even more terrifying.
The ghost called out in a low voice, its voice revealing unbearable anticipation and satisfaction, and a lotus-shaped mark appeared on its forehead.
"Your Highness, we have finally waited for you..."
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