"Qingchen, send Miss Pei upstairs..." Su Yueming said coldly.
"Hey, hey, Su Yueming, you...you..." Pei Nanshuang shouted. Su Yueming picked up the cup next to her and stuffed it into Pei Nanshuang's mouth, leaving her speechless.
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Moreover, due to the effect of the anesthetic, her hands, feet, and neck were all paralyzed, and she had no ability to resist the needle pricks. She was helplessly carried by several servants, climbed the prepared ladder, and climbed to the roof.
Pei Nanshuang looked down and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, but he was still threatening, "Su Yueming, if you think about it, if you push me down, you..."
Maduo helped Su Yueming into the yard. Su Yueming raised her head and looked at Pei Nanshuang, who was pale on the roof and was sweating coldly with fear but still speaking harshly, and said coldly——
"push!"
"Yes!" Qingchen and Texue's men used force at the same time to push Pei Nanshuang forward——
Her feet slipped, and several pieces of rubble fell down. Seeing that her whole body was about to fall out of the roof, she begged for mercy loudly——
"I said, I said! Don't push!"
Su Yueming winked, and Pei Nanshuang was pulled back. She was panting heavily, her face was already as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat fell down her cheeks.
"There is only one way to force out this vampire, and that is to use a blood curse."
"Blood curse?" Su Yueming had a puzzled look on his face, "What is a blood curse?"
"The blood curse is not a medicine, but a piece of music that needs to be played with a flute. When blood-sucking insects listen to this piece of music, they will bite through your body and come out."
Su Yueming's eyes narrowed, and she turned around and gestured to Maduo, saying, "Go get a flute."
Pei Nanshuang said, "It's useless if you take the flute. I don't know how to blow the blood curse."
"Who knows?" Su Yueming asked forcefully.
Pei Nanshuang showed a look of regret and gloating on his face, shook his head and said, "No one knows it. You have to learn it yourself. All I can give you is the score of Blood Curse. However, the score of this piece is very strange. It is said that
The only person who can understand it and play it accurately is Master Shiyin. Master Shiyin is the abbot of Daling Temple, but she passed away last year."
Su Yueming could tell with her judgment that Pei Nanshuang did not lie this time.
"The score is with me, I can give it to you now."
As expected, Qingchen found a sheet of music from her possession, "Princess Princess."
"Throw it down."
Maduo ran over and picked up the music score, and handed it to Su Yueming with both hands. Su Yueming opened it and saw that it was indeed a music score, with the words "blood curse" written in Qin Yu on the title page.
However, at a glance, the changes in the music scores were ever-changing and even mysterious. Even she, who was familiar with all kinds of music scores, could not find any pattern at once.
Her expression gradually became serious.
Pei Nanshuang said on the roof, "Now, you can let me down. The blood curse has been given to you, and I swear that I have never lied."
Su Yueming gently closed the music score, put it in his sleeve, raised his head, looked at the people on the roof, and said -
"Miss Pei Er did not lie."
"Then why don't you put me down quickly, give me the antidote, and let me regain my freedom?" Pei Nanshuang asked impatiently.
"But I don't intend to let you down either." Su Yueming said, and before everyone could react, he picked up the rocks on the side, aimed them at Pei Nanshuang's feet, and threw them hard.