Thinking of this, Pei Ling fell silent, and "Miss Xiang'e" and "Master Meng" also didn't speak.

Seeing that none of the three people responded, the master seemed to take them as their acquiescence, nodded slightly and said: "Keep everything in mind today and make sure there are no mistakes!"

"Okay, let's all get down."

The three of them looked at each other and saluted: "My dear, please leave."

Then he left slowly.

Soon, the master was alone in the spacious hall.

He took out a volume of booklet from his sleeve, and after opening it, he saw the names of people densely packed inside.

This is the genealogy of the Xiao family.

However, most of the names on this genealogy have been marked with a red line, and only a few people's names have not been crossed out by the red line.

Including his wife, the red line on her name has long been dimmed...

…

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

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

"Miss Xiang'e" and "Master Meng" didn't speak, and seemed not to see them at all. At this time, Pei Ling nodded slightly and said, "No courtesy."

The three guards then said: "I will send the young master and the young lady back."

Hearing this, "Master Meng" glanced at "Miss Xiang'e" and Pei Ling, and said briefly: "Yes."

After saying this, he followed the guards who had been guarding outside the ancestral hall and turned around to leave.

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

As she said that, she looked back at Pei Ling, her expression obviously hesitant, but in the end she didn't say anything and just walked away.

The guard who led her here immediately followed.

Pei Ling watched this scene calmly. The identities of "Yu" and the pink bride were now clear!

However, he had disguised himself well just now, and the greedy slaves who came in together were not there, and the number of people was wrong. Now, although the pink bride said that she had some doubts about his identity, she did not seem to be sure enough. Therefore, she did not follow him just now.

Have any communication.

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

The guard bowed and said: "Yes!"

The two then walked through the corridor and through the courtyard along the way they came.

The swaying flower branches cover the red pillars, and the empty corridor echoes with the sound of footsteps.

Halfway through, seeing no one behind or behind him, and already 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 now.

The other party has not even heard of the Xiao family's Faceless Immortal, so he obviously doesn't know anything, and he can't ask anything.

So Pei Ling said nothing more.

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

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

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 when he couldn't help but let out a violent cough.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

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

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

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

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

"My current physical condition is too bad. 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..."

"I slept too little last night. My body is... resting first!"

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately stood up holding the table, walked to the bed and lay down.

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

Once night falls, he will definitely not dare to sleep again. For now, he can only recuperate during the day and then investigate for clues at night.

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

In the dim room, the palace lantern danced quietly, casting all kinds of strange shadows in the darkness.

…

Embroidery House.

"Tap, step, step..."

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

After returning to the boudoir, the 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 corpse with a bloody head and a pale face, lying stiffly under the bed.

His clothes were intact, but his body was severely decayed and almost completely deformed. In some places, bones were clearly visible.

This maid looks nothing like she was just killed, but a corpse that has been dead for a long, long time!

The pink bride frowned. The faceless immortal that the master mentioned just now is not known to be a "curse", but no matter what, the next sacrifice is likely to be related to the creation of the curse.

You have to prepare yourself in advance!

However, this corpse has become like this, and I am afraid that it cannot be used as a sacrifice, and another one will have to be found.

As her mind was turning, the pink bride stood up, her skirt fluttered down and swirled, floating like a double-petaled flower. She was about to go out directly, but her hungry and tired body soon made her feel an overwhelming fatigue and weakness.

.

The pink bride had no choice but to walk to the table and sit down. On the table, there was also the meal that the maid had brought to her in the morning.

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

Looking at these porridges with clear soup and lack of water, the pink bride frowned. Although these were not to her liking at all, the mortal body was too weak. She climbed into the well all night last night and if she didn't eat, she would not be able to walk.

All gone.

The pink bride then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating with great disgust...

There was silence in the room, only the occasional knocking of toothbrushes and porcelain bowls could be heard.

After a while, the pink bride finished her meal and her strength recovered a lot, but she looked sleepy and still very tired.

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

Time passes slowly, the Golden Crow sinks in the west, and the sky gradually fades away.

The interior of the embroidery building is getting darker and darker, and the originally gorgeous furnishings seem to be constantly casting a strange shadow.

Under the bed, jet-black hair stretched silently like running water.

Soon it spread through the entire inner room and surged towards the outer room.
Chapter completed!