When Yu Xing saw the true identity of the thing in his hand, he loosened his grip as if he was frightened, and the human skin wrapped in bones fell into the well without any warning.
With a plop.
The sound of water droplets splashing was like a bell ringing the disillusionment of the illusion. The surrounding scene suddenly receded. Yu Xing felt his eyes blurred and stood in Miss Yun's room again.
Miss Yun was facing away from him, taking silk thread from the cabinet. She wound the pale thread around her fingers, which made her fingers even more slender—a bit as thin as that human skin.
But as soon as he woke up, Miss Yun noticed it.
She paused, then turned around, her face still filled with uncertainty that she hadn't had time to put away. Her eyes fell on Yu Xing's face, testing his expression.
Yu Xing looked confused, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet, and murmured: "...What did I see just now? Am I too tired and hallucinating?"
Miss Yun: "..."
She forced a smile: "Young Master suddenly became dazed just now. He looked a little tired, so I didn't bother you. Now that you are awake, can you tell me what you were thinking about just now?"
"I saw a well, and there was a man lying beside the well." Yu Xing's face became serious, and he glanced in the direction of the yard, but was blocked by the wall and couldn't see anything. "That well is a little long.
Like this one in the courtyard, the person next to it..."
While Miss Yun remained innocent, a hint of excitement after teasing others secretly appeared in her eyes.
"The man seemed to have drunk too much and was lying on the edge of the well. I vomited. I went over to help him, but I didn't expect to push the man into the well." Yu Xing continued.
He said this deliberately, and then he watched helplessly as Miss Yun's expression changed from confusion to shock to a bit at a loss.
Yu Xing thought, it turned out that she didn't know.
The moment he saw those scenes, he thought that this might be a warning in advance for the night, and it was also a threat and fright.
He walked over naturally and discovered the human skin naturally. Without thinking, he realized that the way to break this short-lived illusion was to throw the human skin into the water - this person was the one left in his room.
The person who wrote the diary did not run away, and it corresponds to the embroidery.
It's just that he didn't know whether Miss Yun was looking at him or just causing an illusion, so he pretended to accidentally get the person down, and talked nonsense at this time.
Judging from Miss Yun's reaction now... Even if she caused this illusion, she couldn't check it in real time, so this illusion was not due to Miss Yun's own ability, but probably the dual effects of black tea and embroidery.
At this time, Miss Yun almost said "That's okay, why don't you stay in the illusion for a little longer" written on her face, and she had to force a smile.
"That's it. It seems that Young Master Shi is a little tired. Young Master, why don't you take a rest first and get some sleep? I heard that the woodcutter brought you in early in the morning. I'm afraid you didn't sleep well at night either." She asked.
Rolling his eyes, "Why don't you, Master, stay here with me?"
Before she could finish the white silk thread wrapped around her finger, Yu Xing was "surprised" and said: "I'd better go to my room to sleep. Although I am very attached to the girl, it is still too inappropriate to meet in the girl's room for the first time...
...Huh? Does the girl still have white silk thread?"
Miss Yun: "Yes, yes."
Yu Xing: "These white threads are also used for embroidery? I thought the girl didn't have silk threads of other colors."
Miss Yun has regained her composure: "How can you? Even if you don't like it, you still have to store some other colors for later use. Then, please leave first. I hope you can have a good rest."
Yu Xing was kicked out tactfully by her.
Standing in the courtyard, looking at the closed door, Yu Xing chuckled.
Although this girl Yun is weird and weird, and you can tell at a glance that she is not a good thing, but in human form, she has a kind of beauty that lacks intelligence.
I don’t know if it will be much worse at night.
In addition, if he had been trapped in the illusion for a longer time, he would have been more mentally stimulated. Just like the scholar who left the diary, he could only detect a little something wrong in such a strange place as the deserted house.
Even if you don’t know how to embroider, it will be an afterthought.
In short, this trip was quite fruitful. He already knew the attack methods and significance of Miss Yun in the ghost form.
While thinking about it, Yu Xing walked towards the direction of his house.
He originally wanted to push Zhao Yijius' door open to see how chatting with Yi Qing was going on inside, but before he reached out, he felt a prying gaze coming from behind.
It was Miss Yun who was hiding in the room and watching him.
...Maybe someone also poked a hole in the window.
Since he had just told Miss Yun that he was going back to his room to sleep, Yu Xing was not in a hurry at this moment, leaving Miss Yun with a tired figure as he returned to his room.
The room was empty and quiet, just as it was when he left. He stayed by the door and on the corner of the bed, and his hair on the window sill was still in place. No one had come in.
He was about to knock on the wall connecting to the next door when he suddenly felt sleepy.
This real fatigue seemed to be coming from all directions. One second he was still awake, and the next second his eyelids were drowsy, and he had a strong desire to go to sleep, and he was even a little unable to resist.
"Arakuya...does everything he said casually have a contract effect?" Yu Xing's mental power is so strong that he should not be affected so easily, which means that this kind of sleepiness is not a manifestation of a certain ghost's ability, but a rule level.
of.
Because he told others that he was tired and needed to go to bed, so he really needed to go to bed now.
This was a somewhat novel discovery. Yu Xing silently walked to the bed, sat down and held his forehead to relieve pain.
This kind of rule... is still a rule that has not been stated explicitly. It should not be unique to deserted houses.
Maybe... keeping your word is one of the rules of Yin Yang City?
While he was deep in thought, a face appeared from the wall against which the bed was leaning. The owner of the face looked at the back of his head, stretched out his body in a playful manner, and put the object in his hand above his head.
The moment the cold, hard object fell on his head, Yu Xing almost rolled his eyes: "Sure enough, the older you are, the more naive you are."
He shook his head, and a small bronze statue fell into his hand. A palm-sized woman with a body and a snake's tail looked at him coldly with no expression on her face.
Behind Yu Xing, Yiqing sighed: "How did you know it was me? What if there is a ghost attacking you?"
"You think our contract is free." Yu Xing laughed, not to mention that Yiqing likes to scare people through walls. When he was in the team, he often used this to scare Carlos, and there were one or two times out of ten.
Can succeed every time.
He glanced at the bronze statue again and felt that the head exuded a sense of malice, so he placed the bronze statue on the ground at the foot of the bed.
"I don't like the look in this little statue's eyes...Forget it, I'm too sleepy and I'll go to sleep first. Yiqing, please help me keep watch."
Yiqing was surprised that he fell asleep immediately, but then he realized - when did the snake girl on the bronze statue open her eyes?