CHAPTER XXXI

Bai Shiso slowly walked in the corridor of the back garden of the Bai family, it was late autumn, the leaves withered, revealing some bare branches spreading, because the fallen leaves by the pool were not cleaned up, and the once clear and transparent pool water began to become turbid. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

People go to the building and the empty things are still the same, and the Bai family, which was originally lively, ended up with all the people wiped out overnight. She is not a sentimental person, and it can even be said that she lacks the emotional thinking she should have, but this is the place where she crossed over, and it is also the place where she feels the long-lost family affection, and it is impossible to say that she has no feelings.

"It's a pity." Lowering her eyes slightly, she sighed softly.

"The world is impermanent, it is like this, where does it come from?" Mo Yun said indifferently.

Bai Shisu smiled indifferently and said, "That's true, why pity." ”

As she spoke, she had come to her former residence, as if it was still the same as when she left, but there was some dust accumulated on the sandalwood table, which made her feel a sense of time gap.

Mo Yun stood behind Bai Shisu, watching her pull out a large iron box from under the bed, there were still a few sealed runes pasted on the chains, and after opening the box, there was also a box of Huanghuali, she took out the box without hesitation.

"You're the eldest lady of the Bai family, as for hiding things so deeply?" Mo Yun asked helplessly.

"Of course, almost half of the Bai family covets my things." Bai Shisu said.

Her father is the head of the Bai family, and he is in charge of all the big and small financial matters of the Bai family, and it is not a big deal to deduct some of them from her, not to mention, her mother was born in the Duanmu family, which is now in full swing, and she is the eldest lady who is pampered, even if she eloped to the Bai family, but there are still a lot of good things, as the only daughter, she got almost all the dowries of Duanmuqin.

Untying the sturdy lock, Bai Shisu took out a Qiankun bag, which contained a whip that was commonly used by Bai Shisu in the past, a sharp dagger, three scrolls, and two thousand seven hundred and eighty-two lower-grade spirit stones, more than twenty high-grade spirit stones, two spirit crystals, and many gold and silver jewelry.

After weighing the Qiankun bag, Bai Shisu suddenly remembered the Qiankun bag she had obtained from Ye Hanlin, and took it out.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

Looking at the spirit stone spirit crystal of the white flowers in the Qiankun bag, Bai Shisu said, it is really worthy of being a rich N generation, so much money, there is not even a piece of low-grade spirit stone, it is really more popular than people.

But it's just some spirit stones, and the rest are just some talismans and basic magic weapons that can only be used a few times, so there's not much to see, but Rao is like this, and Bai Shisu also feels that he has made a fortune.

However......

"You've got that much, as for being so ugly to loot other people's things?"

Seeing Bai Shisu pushing open all the rooms, one by one searching for the treasures hidden in the depths, Mo Yun finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Bai Shisu glanced at him, and said confidently: "Nonsense, who thinks more money?" ”

Mo Yun, who was incompetent to refute, twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and finally chose to return to the bracelet, never wanting to see Bai Shisu's miser appearance in the eyes of money.

By the time the last rays of the sunset set at the end of the sky, night had already fallen.

When Bai Shiso came out of the room, the lights were on, and the entire Bai family was brightly lit, as prosperous as ever.

However, the people of the Bai family have long since become corpses, and the Bai family's mansion has become an empty house, how can anyone come to light a lamp for this?

Bai Shiso was vigilant and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

Faintly, the cries came from far and near, and the cries were very immature, as if a wronged child was looking for help from adults.

Suddenly, a little girl appeared in front of her, who seemed to be only five or six years old, wiping the tears from her face with a pair of small hands, but the tears were still sliding out of her sparkling eyes, and behind her was a woman with a ponytail, and the woman was holding a blood-stained pistol in her hand, facing the child.

"Bang!"

A bullet pierced the little girl's heart with precision, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in her chest.

The little girl lay on the ground, staring at her with dead eyes, as if asking why she had been killed.

Bai Shisu raised his head and met the eyes of the woman in front of him.

The woman's eyes were very bright, as clear as black onyx, but there was a chilling coldness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, as if a humanoid machine had lost all emotion, which was extremely inconsistent with her delicate countenance.

Bai Shiso looked at the woman deeply, both nostalgic and afraid.

The woman's gaze was as cold as a blade, and her gaze swept over Bai Shisu's body, as if a blade as thin as a cicada's wing was cutting into her heart.

"It turns out that I used to be like this." Bai Shisu looked straight at her and muttered.

The woman's appearance was the same as Bai Shiso, who was still a killer before she crossed over.

Bai Jinyan once stood in front of her and said with emotion: "Zisu, looking at you, I feel cold. ”

Where will someone look at another person will be cold, she thought that Bai Jinyan was talking about his killing skills, but it turned out that he was talking about his own eyes, which seemed to be full of indifference in the world, which made people feel cold.

So when did she start changing?

Thinking of the moment when Bai Jinyan died for herself, the night wind whistling in her ears.

Maybe it was at that moment that the coldness in her eyes gradually dissipated.

"Huh, sister, why did you kill me?" The little girl who died suddenly stood up covered in blood and asked confusedly.

Looking at the girl's dazed and ignorant appearance, looking at the face that was exactly the same as her former self, Bai Shisu finally spoke: "...... Because, you are too weak. ”

"Is that the reason?" The girl tilted her head and asked innocently.

Bai Shisu frowned, shook his head, and said, "Not only that, but also because you have nothing, you can only succeed by killing you." ”

At the beginning, she was bought by Bai Jinyan, but she was too weak and couldn't make noise, so when other children bullied her, she endured it silently, because once she made a noise, she would only get worse retaliation.

Until Bai Jinyan locked them in a small room, for two weeks, without eating or drinking, only one person could come out, they all thought that they could be the last person, until she unexpectedly picked up the dagger and stabbed to death the person in front of her who wanted to stab her, and the hot blood splashed on her face, which made her have a feeling that she had never felt before, which prompted her to kill all the others, so that when Bai Jinyan saw her, he thought he was dreaming.

"I see." The little girl suddenly smiled, then wrinkled her face again, and cried and asked, "But without me, my sister has always been lonely, don't you regret it at all?" ”

Bai Zisu smiled, squatted down, looked at the little girl and said, "No, never." ”

"What......?" Looking at the dagger around her neck in disbelief, the little girl's expression froze, and her figure gradually disappeared.

Bai Shisu raised his head and stabbed at his original self, and between his gestures, the clouds flowed.

Looking at the front with an expressionless face, Bai Shisu said in a loud voice: "Guy who uses illusions, get out!" ”

"Papapa-" rhythmic applause rang out, as if appreciating Bai Shiso's resolute ruthlessness.

"Yes, yes, I finally came up with a little guy who satisfies me."

Following the voice, Bai Shisu's eyes found the person, white hair and white clothes, his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, but his face was as tender as a child. The wide robe was messily worn on his body, and the yin and yang gossip patterns behind him were all wrinkled together.

Bai Shisu looked at the person in front of him who looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and he felt a sense of familiarity.

"Are you...... The ancestor of the Bai family? ”