In the small building, there is a lamp like a bean, and there are only a few figures.
When a long wind passed by, the rain curtain outside the building was tilted, and the windows and coffins were blown and rustled.
Zhou Yi sat down next to the red lacquered round table next to the east window, took out the dishes and steamed cakes from the bamboo basket, started eating with chopsticks and slowly.
He looked calm, chewed slowly, and behaved calmly.
Not far away, next to the extinguished bronze flat heater, the maid in green who was sleeping at her desk sniffed her nose, then rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly opened them.
A familiar profile face came into her eyes.
Braided teeth, red lips, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a crown of jade, a white robe with light fur, and a handsome face... The pretty maid in her twenties looked at the man at the table infatuatedly, automatically ignoring the smooth skin.
With his head covered with hard-boiled eggs, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, obviously not because of the delicious dishes on the table.
Hey, why do you feel like the monk is acting weird tonight?
A little nervous and a little restrained.
Is it because it's cold?
"ah!"
The pretty maid finally discovered the problem, exclaimed, and hurriedly looked for charcoal, only to find that the charcoal bag was empty.
"Xiangzhu, do you want to eat together?" Zhou Yi asked without turning his head, omitting the second half of the sentence... This is the last meal in the Xu family.
The maid Xiangzhu glanced at Zhou Yi, with a hint of hesitation and shyness in her eyes. She lowered her head and mustered up her courage and said, "Sir, we have run out of charcoal and the night is long and rainy. Why don't you let Xiangzhu warm your bed tonight?"
"
Zhou Yi was startled.
I asked you to have a break-up meal out of politeness, but you actually want to sleep in my bed?
Suddenly, the scene of tonight's banquet flashed through my mind.
The visitors from the capital, wearing brocade robes and jade belts, broad foreheads and curly beards, and his two men were chatting and laughing with everyone in the Xu Mansion, following the drinking orders, and feasting happily.
But when you think about the other party's true appearance, they are actually a group of monsters that eat human hearts, suck brains, and wear human skins.
He had actually been eating at the same table with such a monster for so long.
Zhou Yi felt a big wrinkled hand stirring in his stomach, and his stomach juices were churning, making him extremely nauseous.
For a moment, it rushed to the throat.
"vomit!"
Zhou Yi couldn't hold it back and vomited out all the food.
The stomach discomfort has just been relieved.
Feel comfortable!
He raised his head and saw Xiangzhu covering her mouth, her eyes were red, and her face was full of grievances.
"It's just to warm the bed, but sir actually vomited? Does sir hate fragrance beads so much?"
I???
Zhou Yi looked at the little maid who pursed her lips tightly and was about to cry.
The folk customs of the Tang Dynasty were open, and slaves and maids were equal to private assets. They were given to each other and played with at will, and their status was not as good as that of a horse.
But Zhou Yi grew up under the red flag after all.
Over the past month, he had gotten along well with the little maid who took care of his daily life, and the boat of friendship was as stable as a mountain.
"Don't you see my head? I am a monk, please don't shake me." Zhou Yi looked serious.
Xiangzhu looked at Zhou Yi and suddenly smiled.
Her appearance cannot be called beautiful, but her skin and appearance are extremely beautiful.
"If others don't know, how can Xiangzhu not know that my husband has actually wanted to return to secular life for a long time. Well, it seems that his illness is not cured yet, so I'm going to get charcoal and make some ginger soup to help him wash his hair."
The fragrant breeze drifted by, and the maid's footsteps also left the room and drifted away.
"What does it mean that you are still ill? What does warming your bed have to do with it? No... what disease does the little monk have?"
Zhou Yi threw down his chopsticks angrily, picked up a volume of "Jiannan Local Chronicles" from the side, looked at it pretendingly, and continued to make calculations in his mind.
I have been washing my head with ginger soup for a month, three times a day, and so far not a single hair has appeared. There is definitely something wrong with Xu Mansion’s ginger!
Coupled with the evil spirits mixed into the dinner, the Xu Mansion became treacherous overnight, with dangers lurking, and it was no longer a place to stay for a long time.
But where can I go?
At first, I thought I was back in the Tang Dynasty in history.
Not only are the folk customs similar, but even the names of some roads, counties, and counties also have a familiar flavor, such as Lingnan Road, Jiannan Road, and even the capital city is called Chang'an.
Soon Zhou Yi knew that he had thought wrong.
Although this is also the Tang Dynasty, it is only a dynasty in the Middle-earth continent.
Inside and outside the mountains and seas, there are four continents, countless islands, a territory of thousands of miles, dynasties and countries.
It can only be said that this is a time and space that is 70% similar to the ancient Tang Dynasty, but is even more vast and mysterious.
But no matter what, before leaving, I have to remind Xu Mansion.
How could Xu Zhiling be convinced that the visitor from the capital with whom he was chatting and drinking was a human-skinned monster that chose and devoured people without disturbing the evil spirits?
After these days of observation, as well as some small black letters about Xu Zhiling, Zhou Yi knew very well that Xu Erlang, like his old father, was very disgusted with strange powers and masters of magic.
If he said it directly, he would not believe it 250% of the time.
What's more, God knows how capable that human-skinned monster is.
Could it be that the entire Xu Mansion is under its surveillance?
Maybe Xu Zhiling was skinned by it while it was hot overnight?
"hiss……"
The heavy rain pattered on the eaves and flowed down the undulating brackets.
As Zhou Yi thought, the small black characters hidden in the air emerged line by line like smoke.
He also didn't know the origin of these small black characters that looked like game background information, and why only he could see them.
He has never played or heard of similar games in his previous life, so it is unlikely that he will travel to the game world.
Fortunately, in the past month, he has verified it through various methods.
The conclusion is that all the content in small black letters is true and reliable.
Zhou Yi read it sentence by sentence.
These small black characters are all things that have happened in this world.
There are Xu Gong, Xu Zhiling, and even some unknown past events in Xu Mansion.
There are also some things that ordinary people think are the truth of folklore.
For example, monsters and ghosts.
As early as more than two hundred years ago, at the beginning of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, he often appeared in the government and the public.
Monsters, of course, refer to goblins.
The so-called ghosts, as the name suggests, are monsters from the underworld.
Correspondingly, there are also people who practice cultivation.
The mainstream methods in the world are the techniques of entraining qi and refining the body and taking medicine.
Generally speaking, it is the difference between martial arts and martial arts.
Because the threshold of the former is not high, there are many practitioners, from generals in the court to warriors in the rivers and lakes. Like the crucian carp crossing the river, it is the foundation of a country.
The latter has a long history, has many categories, and only a few can achieve it. Those who have achieved great success can pick the moon in a water mirror, divine the wind and know forgiveness. They are worldly masters, and there are many people who regard them as immortals and gods.
'Although the Xu Mansion is protected by warriors, can it really defeat the human-skinned monster?'
'If Xu Mansion really has a master, he wouldn't be unaware...here's the pill!'
After a long time, Zhou Yi retracted the small black letters.
The night was long, but he had no intention of sleeping.
I just want to run away all night.
'Buddha, maybe I am really your last disciple in the world, and you can't stop me, especially in this humiliating way! So... bless your disciples to escape successfully and safely!'
Suddenly, Zhou Yi felt his chest was burning and the dull feeling came over him again.
After the previous banquet was over, he had a similar feeling while looking at the "distinguished guests from the capital" on the corridor.
Just pretend that the injury hasn't healed yet.
But now he understands that he was wrong.
This should be some kind of induction to ghosts——
Outside the half-open window of the building, amidst the heavy rain, a human-shaped black shadow three feet tall, like a ghost, was jumping towards me.
"Pap, tap, tap..."
Every time it beats, Zhou Yi's heart feels like being hit hard by a hammer.
As the footsteps continued to approach, its appearance also emerged from the thin lines of rain.
It has the shape of a human, with one leg and an ox's head, thick crimson lips rolled up, and through the long pointed teeth, thick flesh and white bones can be vaguely seen.
When it was less than ten meters away from the small building, Zhou Yi finally saw clearly that there was a soft and delicate body hanging on its claws with long purple-black pointed nails.
Tsing Yi, slender, double bun... lifeless.
'Fragrance beads!'
Zhou Yi felt a surge of energy and blood rushing upwards, straight through his head.
Although he only got along with this maid who was about the age of a high school student for just a month.
But for the past month, he has been bedridden and relied entirely on fragrant beads to take care of him, which can be regarded as a time of hardship.
The blockage that had accumulated in the chest for more than a month was instantly broken.
It is unprecedentedly easy to understand everything.
Lines of small black characters appeared from the air for no apparent reason.
They swarmed into Zhou Yi's head as if they were insubstantial.
Every small word and every event became a picture, which was constantly replayed in Zhou Yi's mind.
In the end, it settled on the incident of "The master took the Earth Immortal's legacy sword and severely damaged the Lingnan demon".
In the picture, the sword penetrates the sky like a rainbow, catching the light of the sun and the moon, and it can travel three thousand miles without falling.
In an instant, dense black letters flew out of Zhou Yi's mind, disappeared into the air again, and disappeared.
Only the sword light remained and settled in Zhou Yi's body.