Chapter 475 World 11, the Little Magic Stick and the Ancestor of the Zombie

The old house is very big, but apart from some servants, there are only a few old people and adopted daughters of the Shen family. The descendants of the Shen family did not live here. Like ordinary people outside, they liked large and luxurious villas that symbolized their status.

Only when there is something wrong with the old house will all the descendants of the Shen family get together, as it is today.

Nan Xun guessed that in addition to stimulating her yin and yang eyes, the Shen family had something more important to do, which should have something to do with the many evil ghosts sealed in the pit.

This time Nan Xun didn't rush to ask Xiaoba. If she could discover what she wanted to know through her own abilities, it might be more interesting.

The guide took Nan Xun away from the formation and then turned back again. Nan Xun's little "suffering bag" returned to her house in Shen's house by herself.

It was a wing in the southwest corner, where she and several other adopted girls lived.

"Xiaorou! Xiaorou, you're back!" A girl about her age suddenly got out from behind a big pillar and asked her nervously, "Xiaorou, are you all right? When Grandpa Shenzu took you away I'm so scared. Sister Xiaoyue just left last year and never came back. They are saying that Grandpa Shen Zu took Sister Xiaoyue to a good place and will never come back. "

As she spoke, she wanted to cry.

Nan Xun patted her head, "It's okay, Grandpa Shen Zu just let me watch something, and now I've finished it, so I'll come back."

This girl is called Shen Xiaoyun, and she was adopted in the same orphanage. She vaguely remembered that the Shen family only wanted to adopt Shen Xiaoyun, but Shen Xiaoyun would not be separated from her, so the Shen family adopted her along the way.

The Shen family probably didn't expect that their own oil bottle was actually a person with yin and yang eyes.

Shen Xiaoyun has the best relationship with her, it's just their names...

So why does Nan Xun think that her name was chosen casually by the Shen family? Listen, Xiaorou, Xiaoyun, and others include Xiaoyue and Xiaoyu. Don't be too casual.

The two lived in the same room, and Shen Xiaorou was half a year older than Shen Xiaoyun.

Nan Xun opened the window and looked in the direction of the back mountain. After looking at it for a long time, she could see a thick black mist, but it seemed that something surrounded it.

She frowned slightly and couldn't help asking Shen Xiaoyun, "Xiaoyun, did you see anything?"

Shen Xiaoyun looked in her direction, shook his head and said, "There is nothing but the gray sky."

Nan Xun suddenly understood that only he could see the thick black fog.

The black mist twisted upwards, like a dancing figure, a little hideous.

Nan Xun couldn't help shivering, "Xiao Ba, what is that black fog?"

Xiao Ba snorted, "Well, resentment and yin qi, eh? Can you see, didn't the old man close your yin and yang eyes?"

Nan Xun: "Why are you asking me who am I to ask?"

Xiao Ba thought for a while, "Oh! Master knows!"

Nan Xun: "What the hell do you know?"

Xiaoba: "Today the old man just wanted to see if you have Yin-Yang eyes, and he temporarily stimulated them. How can you think that your Yin-Yang eyes have been fully activated. It's over, dear, from today onwards, you can see dirty things. Yo~"

Nan Xun: "But in this old Shen family house, I haven't seen any dirty things?"

Xiaoba: "You're stupid, what is this place? The old house of the Shen family! With the Fengshui masters of the Shen family, how could there be dirty things?"

Nan Xun naturally knew this, but just now she really felt that this Shen house was a bit sinister.

Shen Xiaoyun whispered beside him: "Xiaorou, I heard that the descendants of the Shen family who came from afar are going to spend the night in the old house tonight, it seems that the old man wants to invite the ancestors to sleep."

Nan Xun was interested and couldn't help asking her, "Why do you want to invite the ancestors to dream?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a request for something."

In recent years, the Shen family has been going downhill, which may have something to do with it.

At night, all the descendants of the Shen family really settled in the old house. They followed the old man to the ancestral hall. No one knew what they did in the ancestral hall. After a long time, they came out, and then went back to their houses.

The old man Shen gave an order that all the people in Shen's house must turn off the lights and sleep immediately, and even if they couldn't fall asleep, they had to pretend to be asleep, otherwise they would disturb the ancestor's dream, and he would peel off the man's skin.

Shen Xiaoyun was a little scared, Nan Xun asked her to sleep with him, and the two hugged together.

Shen Xiaoyun thought that he would be so scared that he couldn't sleep, but he didn't want to hug Nan Xun and fell asleep quickly, and Nan Xun was a big hearted child, and he could sleep like a dead pig anywhere.

...

Nan Xun suddenly found himself walking in a white fog.

When the fog dissipated, the scene in front of him became clear.

On the quaint streets, people are crowded, the people are talking and laughing, and the surroundings are very noisy. There are colorful lanterns hanging on both sides of the street. It seems that tonight is the Lantern Festival.

Nan Xun looked at the people wearing ancient robes, but she found strangely that no matter which person she was staring at, she couldn't see the face of that person. clear.

Nan Xun felt that he might be dreaming.

When she was bored, she bought a lantern with an aunt, and then went to the river with a few young ladies in front of her who were chatting and laughing.

She just squatted down, but she was stunned when she saw the figure reflected inside.

The woman reflected in the river was wearing a long plain dress, with long black hair shawl, two strands hanging down on her chest, and the shattered hair on her temples was draped softly, making her delicate and beautiful face more white and transparent, as if Breaks with a poke.

The woman's pink lips parted slightly, drawing a seductive arc, and those jet-black star-studded eyes were looking at herself with a bit of surprise.

Wait, why is this face so familiar?

Holy crap, isn't this her deity!

No wonder she saw it for a long time before she realized it, it was the first time she saw her ancient costume, and she looked so demure and beautiful, it was like another person.

Nan Xun blinked, and the reflection also blinked. Nan Xun made a grimace, the reflection made a grimace, and all the quiet and beautiful people went to hell.

Nan Xun couldn't help calling Xiao Ba, but Xiao Ba ignored her, and she remembered that she was dreaming.

Then she walked aimlessly on the street, and she didn't know how long she had walked, when a man in a white brocade suddenly appeared in front of her.

The man's back looks leisurely and leisurely, and his gestures and gestures reveal a kind of graceful bearing that does not belong to ordinary people, full of extravagance.

Nan Xun paused and followed behind him.

She thought that the other party always stopped, but she never expected that this person would keep walking and walking without stopping.

Suddenly, the purse of the man in white fell to the ground. He didn't seem to notice it and continued to walk forward.

Nan Xun glanced at the purse and continued to follow him as if he didn't notice it.

After a while, the jade pendant on the man's waist also fell to the ground. The jade pendant rolled around a few times, and it just landed at Nan Xun's feet.

The jade was crystal clear, and it was worth a lot at first glance, but Nan Xun only glanced at it and looked away, stepped over the jade pendant, and continued forward.

As a result, the man in white in front suddenly stopped and stopped.

Then, he slowly turned his head to look at her.