A hand was placed on Yan Yan's shoulder, with such force that it wanted to crush her bones.
Yan Yan raised his hand to grab her shoulder and turned to look at Xing Ziyuan behind him.
Behind Xing Ziyuan's body was a female ghost.
The female ghost put her hands on Xing Ziyuan's shoulders, and her chest was on top of Xing Ziyuan's head.
The female ghost had a bun on her head, and there were gold and silver jewelry in the bun. However, the ghost's face was pale with a few pieces of rotten flesh, so it was hard to tell what she looked like.
Yan Yan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the female ghost.
The female ghost lowered her head, looking up with her dead fish-like eyes, and the whites of her three exposed eyes were bloodshot.
When looking at Yan Yan, he didn't move his eyes, but lowered his head, as low as if his neck was broken.
——The female ghost definitely knew that Yan Yan could see her.
After looking at each other, Yan Yan rolled his eyes.
She had seen human ghosts who had been tortured, and their eyes were similar to those of female ghosts. After seeing them too much, she always felt that her own eyes were also sore and swollen.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Yan saw Xing Ziyuan's feet.
A pair of embroidered shoes with lotus patterns embroidered on them are quite nice.
...If you ignore the pair of ghost feet under the embroidered shoes.
She was standing on the steps before, and Xing Ziyuan was standing in front of the stairs one level higher than her. She didn't feel anything strange at that time.
At this time, when both of them were standing together, Yan Yan realized that Xing Ziyuan was about the same height as her.
When they were in Fengluan's yard before, Fengluan and Xingziyuan were both much shorter than her.
To put it bluntly, she has never met a woman taller than her, not even a few of the same height.
Looking at it now, Xing Ziyuan is on tiptoes, but he is not as tall as her.
Under Xing Ziyuan's heels, there is a pair of ghost feet, and the ghost feet are also wearing the same pair of embroidered shoes.
Yan Yan shifted his gaze from the ghost's feet to its face.
This height is higher than the door frame.
Yan Yan raised an eyebrow and looked sideways behind Xing Ziyuan.
There is no complete ghost body on Xing Ziyuan's back, only the intestines hanging from the upper soul body to the lower soul body.
This was cut in half.
The internal organs in the female ghost's upper body were still there, and Yan Yan could even see some of them when he turned his head.
After a person dies and becomes a ghost, he will show his death appearance. Only after cultivating into a ghost can the complete appearance be transformed.
This is not a fierce ghost, just a female ghost that was chopped in half.
No wonder she had to use formations to hide her ghostly aura.
"Miss Yan, what are you looking at?"
"There is someone behind you."
"Human?" Xing Ziyuan sneered.
Yan Yan nodded, "There really is someone."
"Miss Third." The maid came up to the third floor pavilion.
Xing Ziyuan: "..."
"Third Miss, someone from the Xie family said they want to see you." The maid didn't dare to look up after going upstairs.
The look in Xing Ziyuan's eyes just now when she turned her head really wanted to scrape off her flesh.
"Just say I'm not here."
The maid looked embarrassed.
It's getting late now, who would believe that Xing Ziyuan is not at home? The Xie family girl may have specially planned this time to come to see her.
The Xie family girl urged her five or six times in one day. If she continues like this, she will attract the attention of Xingjutang.
The female ghost in Xing Ziyuan also realized that if she continued like this she would arouse suspicion.
Just as he was about to turn around to deal with the girl from the Xie family, he saw Yan Yan still standing where he was.
There is no reason why the guests will not leave when the host is not around.
But Yan Yu was as if a nail had been smashed into his foot, unable to move.
The maid was very clever. When she saw Xing Ziyuan's eyes falling on Yan Yu, she turned around and saluted Yan Yu, "Miss Yan, the eldest mistress can move around now. Why don't you go over and take a look?"
If one had to say which maid in the Xing Mansion was the most competent, it would definitely be the one next to Xing Ziyuan.
With such a difficult master, those who can stay with her are the best among the best.
What the maid said, if Yan Yan didn't look at Feng Luan at this moment, he didn't care about Feng Luan's body.
A charge of cold-bloodedness can be suppressed.
"That's good. I will stay in your house for a few more days, not less than this."
As he spoke, Yan Yan leaned against the doorframe casually.
She was so shameless, if the real Xing Ziyuan would have scolded her right now.
In the end, they had no choice but to leave the maid watching Yan Yan in the pavilion, while Xing Ziyuan went to find the Xie family girl.
The maid was about to ask Yan Yan to sit down and bring her a cup of tea.
When she turned around with the tea, Yan Yan's figure had disappeared.
"Miss Yan, Miss Yan?" The maid hurriedly searched in the pavilion.
Lying on the terrace, I saw Yan Yan following Xing Ziyuan to the front yard.
The maid breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to go back downstairs when she saw that Yan Yan was not on the third floor.
When he turned around, there was a circle of screens in front of him, all with the same pattern.
But as she stared at it, the patterns on the screen in front of her were changing randomly.
She couldn't tell whether the screen was moving or whether the pattern on it was changing.
I just feel that in this third-floor pavilion, I feel like I am in an ice cellar.
The maid walked downstairs in a daze, not noticing a pair of embroidered shoes standing under each screen.
The embroidered shoes are all embroidered with lotus patterns.