In the collapsed study below, zombies broke through the ruins and got out. Xie Liuyi knew that now was not the time to think about these questions, and Yufeng flew towards the next courtyard with a strong Yin evil spirit.

Wherever you go, zombies gather.

She tried to form a barrier with her spiritual power to isolate her own breath. Sure enough, the zombies under their feet seemed to have lost their target.

There was a flash of fire in the distance, Xie Liuyi glanced at it, guessing which player made the movement.

Soon, she arrived at her destination. This yard is not big, and the yard is full of weeds. A ghostly figure floated back and forth along an invisible line with his hands folded on his lower abdomen. It obviously has no feet, but it floats up and down, as if it is measuring the ground with its feet, and it pauses very rhythmically.

The clothes look like Yan mama, but the face does not. Mammy Yan was originally a thin old lady with high cheekbones and a mean face, with wrinkles and age spots on her face. But the face of the thing in the courtyard swelled like a white face and white head just out of the pot, white and big, but the skin was wrinkled as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.

Her mouth was wide open, two cracks extending from the corners of her mouth to the base of her ears. Unlike Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan seems to have opened the lid of the box, and it is born with a slit, but this one seems to be forcibly torn open by someone.

The mouth was full of black holes, no teeth and no tongue.

Another ghost.

He killed Master Yan just now, but there was no system mechanical sound prompt, nor did he drop. Xie Liuyi felt that perhaps the dungeon's customs clearance prompt was not simply killing these ghosts.

Her breath was wrapped in spiritual power, and she didn't alarm Mammy Yan. She didn't make a move, and continued to fly towards the next place where the yin and evil aura was strong.

This yard is Xie Liuyi's impression, it's his wife's yard. This place is stronger than the Yin Sha Qi in the previous two places. Both the main room and the west wing were blushing red in the dark.

There are two ghosts here.

Xie Liuyi first landed on the roof of his wife's yard and lifted a tile to look inside.

Xie Liuyi had no choice but to get up and change the place and lift the tile again.

That statue is like a lot of people tied in a knot, arms and legs sticking out from different places.

There was a man kneeling in front of the incense table. The man lowered his head, and all he could see was a woman with a bun on the back of his head. She was naked and unclothed, her flesh drooping loosely, and she looked aged.

She has knife marks all over her body, and there is a big hole in her vest, through which Xie Liuyi can see the worn futon under her body. The edge of the hole was very irregular, as if something rough had penetrated the body.

Xie Liuyi quietly covered the tile, jumped to the roof of the west wing, lifted the tile and looked inside.

The moonlight poured into the house through the broken window, reflecting a non-humanoid thing on the canopy bed in the moon hole.

The thing was lying on the bed with its eyes closed. It had a head, limbs, and a torso. The face was even pretty, pale and handsome. It's just that his whole body was twisted and deformed, like a pile of rags that had been thrown on the bed at random, with a few big holes dripping with blood in his belly.

This is... the eldest young master who is recovering in the wife's house?

Recalling the image of these ghosts transformed by these people, Xie Liuyi faintly felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

Suddenly, a melodious bell sounded not far away, and the zombies wandering in the courtyard suddenly stood still.

No, not zombies standing still.

Ye Owl stopped crying abruptly, there was no wind around, and the stars in the sky seemed to be frozen.

The time of the entire Yan Mansion was frozen at the moment the bell rang.

The bell rang nine times, and Xie Liuyi only felt a flower in front of him, and the evil spirit dissipated. The dilapidated haunted house of the deserted smoke and grass is instantly refreshed, with pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and magnificent.

The housekeepers patrolled with torches, and the firelight reflected the lively faces. The maid who was watching at the door yawned, nodded her head, and fell asleep again.

Xie Liuyi squatted down, lifted the roof tiles, the heavy bed curtain hung down from the red sandalwood moon hole canopy bed in the west wing, and there was a low cough.

The whole house is back to life.

"Who?" "Catch the thief!" "Here too."

Several shouts suddenly came from outside the hospital, Xie Liuyi shielded his breath with his spiritual power, and floated up to the air to see. Several players were chased by the nurses.

I thought it was when Yan's house was changing, and I was caught off guard and ran into the night guard.

Xie Liuyi mourned for his compatriots in his heart, flew back to Fengheyuan, got into the west wing, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to look inside.

In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the taciturn seal exudes a faint soft light, floating in the sky of the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and you can't see the scorching light of the sword just now.

Xie Liuyi stretched out a tentacle of consciousness and touched it, the taciturn seal pretended to be dead. She kept poking, and the taciturn seal seemed to be annoyed by her poking.

Yo, this thing is quite arrogant?

She increased her strength and kept poking from different angles. A sharp and incomparable sword light burst out from it, and lightly slapped on the tentacles of her divine sense.

Jiangguang circled around the taciturn seal for a week, raised it at her like a warning, and then converged again.

Xie Liuyi had a feeling that the person who placed this seal should be her parents or teachers. In addition to restricting her speech, the seal of silence is more important to protect her at the juncture of life and death.

Then her lost memory, and her significantly reduced spiritual power, could it be related to the seal of silence?

If it is relevant, is it because these memories and spiritual powers posed a threat to her life, and the taciturn seal suppressed it?

…

The player next door didn't come back all night, and I don't know whether it was hiding or was caught by the family as a thief.

"Eldest young lady, are you up? Madam, please come over." Xiaohong's voice sounded outside the door.

Mrs?

Xie Liuyi opened the door, looked at the sky, the sky was about to break, and most of the people were still asleep, what did the wife ask her to do at this time?

Xiaohong bowed her head, put her hands in front of her belly, and stood respectfully at the door, not trembling at a glance like she did last night.

She even smiled and said to Xie Liuyi, "Why is the eldest young lady still wearing a wedding dress? Take it off."

After one night, this girl has become more courageous?

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Xie Liuyi asked.

Xiaohong gave her a surprised look, "Why am I afraid of you?"

When I came to the wife's courtyard, the little girl who was dozing off at the wife's door last night was staring like a bell, and she was standing at the door full of energy. There were no lights in the windows, and the people inside were clearly not up yet.

In the faint morning light, Madam Yan was standing in the courtyard with a shelf, and when she saw Xie Liuyi come in, she glanced up and down with her triangular eyes sharply, and said with a dangling voice, "The eldest young mistress has a bad background. Xu is that no one has taught you the duty of being a daughter-in-law, and today this old slave will overstep once and teach you the rules of this big family."

It was still her mean and critical expression, as if she had forgotten how Xie Liuyi killed a small nursing home in front of her yesterday, and also forgot the fear when she collapsed on the ground yesterday.

What's the matter, have Xiaohong and Yan Yan lost their memories? Xie Liuyi wondered.

At the other end, Madam Yan continued to hang her voice and speak in a tone of voice, "Women are born weak. When a bride enters the door, she should get up early and go to bed late, and serve her in-laws and husbands respectfully. When it's too late, I'll kneel in the courtyard for a few hours, wait for my wife to wake up, and then go to serve my wife, wash and eat, and do my duty as a daughter-in-law."

After saying that, she looked disgusted, "Woman, you can only please your husband when you clean up your appearance at that time. Your clothes are disheveled and your hair is disheveled, and you will be punished for not having breakfast today. Someone, please fix her hair."

Xiaohong came forward to comb Xie Liuyi's hair, but Xie Liuyi was a head taller than her, and she couldn't reach her, so she whispered, "Eldest young lady, squat down a little."

"What are you squatting? Kneel down!" Yan Yan said sharply.

Xie Liuyi stood there expressionlessly, with straight knees, frowning slightly, "Have you lost your memory?"

"Presumptuous, is this your attitude towards your elders?" Mammy Yan pointed at Xie Liuyi, her index finger almost poked at the tip of her nose.

Xie Liuyi stretched out three fingers to pinch her index finger and folded it back. Madam Yan cried out in pain and wanted to draw her hands, but Xie Liuyi clamped her like iron pincers with his fingers, and asked in her pained voice, "Who am I?"

"You little bastard, how dare you treat me like this. If we hadn't bought you from the Yan family, you would have been sold into the kiln."

Xie Liuyi increased the strength in her hands, Yan mama cried out in pain, following Xie Liuyi's strength, she fell to the ground, sweat dripping from her forehead, and she shouted sharply, "come here, hurry up. come."

Xiaohong hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Xie Liuyi's hand, "Eldest young lady, let go of Yan mama."

Xie Liuyi was unmoved, clenched her fingers, squatted down and asked, "Who am I?"

"Young Mistress, are you stunned? You are the Young Mistress." Xiaohong started to break Xie Liuyi's finger.

Xie Liuyi gently pushed the person away with a palm, staring at Mammy Yan's cloudy eyes, her voice cold and stern, "Answer me!"

"Bai Lian, you little slut! You are an orphan girl who is happy for our eldest brother, do you really think you are the eldest young mistress?"

Xie Liuyi let go of Madam Yan's hand and stood up with no expression on her face.

Who is Bailian?

Is this Yan’s house the same as yesterday’s?

Xiaohong hurried over to help Mammy Yan, but was slapped in the face by Mama Yan, "Useless things, go and ask me for family law."

Xiaohong covered her face, turned and hurried away.

A feeble voice came from the bedroom, "Mother Yan, what happened?"

The articulation is clear, there is no sleepiness in the voice, it can be seen that he has woken up long ago.

"Madam, I beg your wife to be the master of the old slave!" Madam Yan held her hands and stumbled into the main room.

Xie Liuyi followed.