Ruyi doesn't know that Qin Xiao is a good man. How she wants to spend her life with him, have a few more children, have children and grandchildren around her knees, and live a long life. However, the current situation makes it a luxury wish...
Ruyi said: "If that day comes, no matter where my sister is, I will think of Xiaojiu's blessings. Thank you..."
An Xiaojiu beside him did not reply.
Ruyi looked sideways and found that An Xiaojiu had fallen asleep. Her breathing was steady, her brows relaxed, and she seemed to have fallen into a dream.
"Go to sleep, kid." Ruyi smiled slightly and pushed the hair away from her forehead for her.
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At night, the sky was unusually dark.
Ruyi stood outside the mansion and looked at the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds and there were no stars or moon. In the late summer wilderness, there was no sound of mosquitoes, birds or animals. The house seemed to have swallowed up everything around it.
Ruyi carried Changfeng on her back, took a breath, stepped into the mansion and closed the door of the mansion.
The sky became more gloomy, as if a heavy rain had been held back, and the clouds rolled in, adding a little uneasiness to Ruyi's heart.
She first went to check the kitchen. There was nothing on the stove, but there was a nice smell of stew floating in the kitchen. Ruyi frowned, if she had come earlier, would she have seen the heat on the stove?
Where is the meat? Who made the stew, and who ate it?
The house is full of life, but no one can be seen. This is the most puzzling thing for Ruyi.
According to An Xiaojiu, Ruyi found the innermost room of the house, which faced north and was at the end of the porch. As soon as she entered, she smelled a faint milky fragrance.
She lit the oil lamp on the table, and a cluster of fire lit up the room. Everything reflected in the misty firelight was hazy, and could be seen almost clearly, but almost not clearly.
What's going on? The lighted lamp should be much brighter than this. This lamp is dim like an unreal dream...
I blew out the lamp and lit it again, still the same thing.
Ruyi held the lamp and looked towards the bed. There was nothing on the ancient bed, with embroidered pillows and satin quilts neatly spread out.
wrong……
An Xiaojiu was frightened by the paper man and fled in a panic. In that state, how could she fold the bedding neatly? Could it be that she went to the wrong room.
Ruyi exited the room and looked around - this room was indeed the last room. Beyond that, there was only a thick wall.
Ruyi turned around and walked into the house, closing the door lightly. In addition to the dim light, the room was filled with a cold air. The strange thing was that Ruyi did not notice the existence of the evil spirit. Ruyi said to himself: "
If I had known earlier, I should have borrowed the exorcism bell from my senior brother." The exorcism bell is stained with Yan Xuanyi's immortal energy and is more sensitive than human perception.
She yawned, feeling that her eyelids were a lot heavier, and an overwhelming sleepiness swept over her. She put the lamp back on the table, took off her shoes, and climbed into bed.
By the way, the toe of the shoe...
Although she didn't know if it would work, Ruyi still pointed the toe of her shoe at the bed. She couldn't miss any opportunity to draw out the "dirty things". She lay on the bed, wrapped in a quilt. The bed was far better than she thought.
It was so comfortable that she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.
Half asleep and half awake, it seems real and like a dream.
Ruyi's eyelids opened and closed, and the light from the oil lamp on the table had dimmed into a vague golden line.