Chapter 1067 Sacrifice. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Thinking of this, Pei Ling remained silent, "Miss Xiang'e" and "Master Meng" also remained silent.

Seeing that none of the three responded, the master seemed to accept their acquiescence, nodded slightly and said: "I will firmly remember what happened today, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Okay, let's all go down."

The three of them looked at each other and saluted, "Retire, my child."

So he walked away slowly.

Soon, the master was left alone in the spacious hall.

He took out a booklet from his sleeve, and when he opened it, he saw densely packed names of people.

This is the family tree of the Xiao family.

However, on this genealogy, most of the names have been drawn with a red line, and only a few names have not been crossed by the red line.

Including his wife, the red line on the name has long faded...

...

Outside the main hall, there are bursts of pines and green grass.

The three guards stood with their hands down, and stood respectfully under the corridor. When they saw Pei Ling and the other three coming out, they immediately stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen you, young lady."

"Miss Xiang'e" and "Master Meng" didn't speak, as if they didn't see them at all. At this moment, Pei Ling nodded slightly and said, "Excuse me."

The three guards immediately said: "This subordinate will send the young master and young lady back."

"Master Meng" heard the words, glanced at "Miss Xiang'e" and Pei Ling, and said briefly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he followed the guards who had been guarding outside the ancestral hall, turned and left.

"Miss Xiang'e" stood motionless, looked at the back of "Master Meng", and smiled coldly: "'Yu'..."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Pei Ling with obvious hesitation, but in the end she walked away without saying anything.

The guard who led her here followed immediately.

Pei Ling looked at this scene calmly. The identities of "Yu" and the pink bride are now clear!

It's just that he pretended well just now, and the greedy slaves who came in with him were not there, and the number was wrong. Now, although the pink bride said that she had some doubts about his identity, she didn't seem to be sure enough, so she didn't talk to him just now. There is no communication.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling said to the last guard, "Send me back."

The guard bowed and said, "Yes!"

The two walked along the corridor and across the court along the way they came.

Among the swaying flowers and branches, Zhuzhu is hidden, and the empty corridor echoes with the sound of footsteps.

Walking halfway, seeing no one in front and behind, and far away from the main hall, Pei Ling suddenly asked: "How much do you know about the Faceless Immortal of my Xiao family?"

The guard was startled, and quickly asked, "Master, what is the Faceless Immortal?"

Um?

Pei Ling frowned. He originally wanted to ask the guards about the sacrifice, but there was no need for it now.

The other party hadn't even heard of the Faceless Immortal of the Xiao family, so he obviously didn't know anything, so he couldn't ask anything.

Therefore, Pei Ling didn't say any more.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the guard didn't continue to ask.

The two walked through the many houses in silence, and finally returned to the bedroom of "Master Zheng".

Pei Ling walked into the room alone, he closed the door behind his back, turned around the screen, and just sat down at the table, he coughed violently uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

After a heart-piercing cough, Pei Ling finally recovered. His condition is much better than last night, but his body is still very weak.

The trip to and from the lobby just now was still too much for him.

"The Faceless Immortal should be the real problem of this house."

"The next sacrifice is mostly related to the creation of this 'curse'."

"I'm in poor health now, otherwise I should have looked for the statue of the 'Faceless Immortal' in the house just now, maybe I can get some key clues."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Last night I slept too little, my current body...rest first!"

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately stood up while supporting the table, went to the bed and lay down.

This house is safe during the day and dangerous at night.

Once it was night, he definitely didn't dare to sleep again. Right now, he could only recover his energy during the day and investigate clues at night.

As soon as he covered himself with the quilt, drowsiness swept over him like a tide, and he fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

In the dim room, the palace lanterns danced quietly, casting all sorts of strange shadows in the dimness.

...

Embroidery building.

"Step, step, step..."

Accompanied by the slight sound of footsteps, the pink bride walked up the stairs gracefully.

After returning to the boudoir, a smell of corpses immediately hit her face, she immediately locked the door, then quickly walked into the inner room, squatted down beside the bed, and looked under the bed.

Then he saw a bloody, pale corpse lying stiffly under the bed.

Its clothes are intact, but its body has been severely decomposed, almost completely deformed, and bones can be seen in some places.

This servant girl doesn't look like she was killed just now, but a corpse that has been dead for a long time!

The pink bride frowned. I don't know if the Faceless Immortal mentioned by the master just now is a "curse", but no matter what, the next sacrifice is very likely to be related to the creation of the curse.

You have to prepare yourself in advance!

It's just that this corpse has already become like this, and I'm afraid it can't be used as a sacrifice, so I have to find another one.

When her thoughts turned, the pink bride stood up, her skirt fluttered and fluttered like a double-petaled flower, and she was about to go out directly, but her hungry and tired body soon made her feel an irresistible exhaustion and weakness .

The pink bride had no choice but to go to the table and sit down. On the table, there were still meals brought to her by the maid in the morning.

The rice porridge, which was originally carefully cooked, has a layer of rice scab on the surface, and the pickles of various colors are also mostly shriveled. The food that is not very appetizing, the appearance is greatly reduced.

Looking at the porridge with little water in the soup, the pink bride frowned. Although these were not to her liking at all, the body of a mortal is too weak. She climbed the well all night last night and did not eat any more. She was afraid that she would not even have the strength to walk. All gone.

The pink bride then picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and ate with disgust...

The room was silent, only the occasional knocking of tooth chopsticks and porcelain bowls could be heard.

After a while, the pink bride regained a lot of strength after finishing her meal, but she looked sleepy and still very tired.

After thinking about it, she lifted the curtain casually, lay down on the bed, smelled the smell of rotting corpses under the bed, and fell asleep beautifully.

Time passed slowly, the Golden Crow sank westward, and the sky gradually faded away.

The embroidered building was getting darker and darker, and the originally gorgeous furnishings seemed to be continuously cast with a strange shadow.

At the bottom of the bed, the black hair stretched silently like flowing water.

Soon it overflowed the entire inner room and rushed towards the outer room.

Suddenly, a white and slender hand stretched out from under the bed board.

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