Downing immediately understood which one it was talking about.

This house is a centuries-old mansion, an old thing handed down from the ancestors. Every time there is a change of the person in charge, there is a big move. After several repairs, now it looks brand new.

But if it is the largest and most gorgeous, it is never the main courtyard where the Tang couple live.

The courtyard of the twins is the real magnificence.

That day, Miss Tang was just ten years old, and she suddenly cried and made a fuss, thinking that the place was small and not spacious enough, which made her feel depressed.

When her father saw this, without saying a word, he immediately ordered the wall to be chiseled open, and two places were made for her, so that she could make it spacious. Afterwards, Master Tang saw that she was still depressed, so he hurriedly asked people to repair all the top and bottom again.

What pearls, jade, is piled up all over the room.

To this day, she and her twin brother still live in the same yard.

Rules, such a thing, in the face of absolute favor, are not worth mentioning at all.

Thinking of the past, Tang Ning quickened his pace.

The wind and rain are still blowing outside the eaves, blowing the lights in front of them one by one. Darkness followed, enveloping it like a giant flannel.

Impermeable black is a suffocating color.

Tang Ning gritted his teeth and walked faster and faster.

Jia Lan, who followed behind her, gradually slowed down.

He looked left and right, with a grim look on his face. This house always makes him feel a little familiar, but if you look closely, it is unfamiliar.

At this time, Ah Yan cooed like a pigeon.

Garan came back to her senses, touched it, and continued walking.

He chased after him, only to see Downing stop ahead, bending over and retching on the railing.

Her stomach was empty, and she didn't vomit anything.

There were lights floating above them, intertwined with the blue glow emitted by Ah Yan.

The corpses stacked on the ground looked even more terrifying.

Downing was still throwing up.

Snot, tears, sour water.

Extremely embarrassed.

She endured it all the way, but she still couldn't help it.

The stomach that turned over the river and the sea curled up in her body, forcing her to open her mouth and spit out all the pretense of composure.

She clung to the railing.

The knuckles are white because of the force.

Half of his body was hanging out of the railing.

However, the heavy rain poured down on the head, and the stomach felt better.

The pain seems to have been diverted.

She slowly calmed down and sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, Garan stepped forward, lifted her chin, and pulled her sleeve to wipe her face. But the sleeves were dirty and wet, and the more he rubbed them, the more messy they became.

Tang Ning's eyes were red.

He exhaled, and suddenly grabbed Ah Yan from the side.

When the fire dimmed, it looked like a piece of blue-blue cloth.

It's just bulging and chubby.

Garan took it to Tang Ning's face.

It's soft and soft, just three or two clicks, and it's clean.

Very easy to use.

He let go of his hand.

Ah Yan leaned on his shoulder, whining, and making a sound like a puppy crying.

He even used it to wipe people's faces.

It's never clean anymore.

Whimpering loudly.

Downing stood up against the railing and thanked them.

When Ah Yan heard this, he also had his own share, but he couldn't call anymore.

Suddenly, over the blood and corpses on the ground, they still moved forward.

For the first time, Tang Ning felt that the ancestral mansion of the Tang family was so huge. From the back garden to the courtyard where the twins are, the time it takes is so long.

Turn the corner.

The lights ahead are bright, as bright as day.

The gates were hidden.

Downing pushed halfway and found that it was stuck.

There was a woman behind the door, clutching her neck, her eyes wide open, but her breathing had already stopped.

Tang Ning walked over and heard his own breathing, getting heavier and heavier.

She knows this woman.

Ten years ago, when she came to Leizhou for the first time, it was this mother-in-law who led her to meet Feng.

Feng asked her how old she was and what her name was.

She answered them one by one.

Feng asked again, why didn't your mother have it?

When she heard this, she was at a loss and froze in place.

Seeing that she was silent, Feng frowned, and her mother-in-law immediately stepped forward to push her and make her kneel.

- Madame asked, how could you not answer?

Downing couldn't remember what he had said, but he always remembered what she said.

Madame is the heaven of the Tang family.

And she is an orphan who is helpless and can only live in this world.

But now, it looks like the sky is falling.

Otherwise, how could Mother Zhou, who was wholeheartedly respecting the sky, die behind the door with this appearance?

Pushing open another door, Downing stood under the lamp. The heat of the candle flame and the dull smell of blood rushed towards her, almost knocking her to the ground.

Fortunately, she has strong legs and feet, and she doesn't mean to be weak in the slightest.

Even in front of him, it was Feng's head......

She still stood.

The blood beads are still jumping up one by one.

The big ones chased after the small ones, endlessly, like balls falling to the ground.

A few hit her pants.

Garan stood outside the door and did not go in. When he saw the terrible situation on the ground, he looked disgusted and stood even more open.

In the depths of the room, there was a faint sound of talking.

Downing walked inside.

The voice has become clear.

"You're right, people are such bad and stupid things......"

The slightly hoarse young man's voice seemed to be smiling.

Downing's footsteps paused.

Trembling, she lifted the beaded curtain.

With a bang, the young man behind the curtain quickly looked towards the door. Those eyes were as cold as a lake in the middle of winter. Downing sank, sank to the bottom.

"Late ......"

She called out his words very softly.

Tang Xin woke up like a dream, pushed away the chair under him, and stood up.

The second sister, who was covered in blood, was looking at him covered in blood.

He staggered back a step.

Miss Tang on the ground, holding the corpse of Second Young Master Tang. The young face, which looked seven or eight points similar to her, was already stiff.

Her face was full of tears.

Hot, big tears.

Looking at Tang Ning, she shivered as if she was cold.

His teeth chattered and he trembled.

"You...... You've ...... already in the "

"It's dead!"

She cut the knife with her own hands, and watched the corpse fall and be swallowed up by the well water - Tang Ning couldn't be alive!

Throwing her brother's body away, she struggled to her feet.

But Tang Xin grabbed her long hair.

The cold light lay across her beautiful neck, as if it was about to cut the door in the next moment.

She began to beg for mercy, and said good words one after another: "Tang Xin! Tang Xin! My good brother! Leave me alone! Please—let me go! ”

Tang Xin tilted his head.

Small dimples are showing on the cheeks.

He laughed: "Let you go? When you killed Tang Er just now, why didn't you let him go? ”

"No—not me—you forced me to kill him! It's you! It's you! ”

"Me?" Tang Xin laughed and said slowly, "You are really stupid and disgusting." ”

"I scratched you with a dagger, and said that I smeared poison on your head, and you really believed it?"

Miss Tang's eyes widened.

Tang Xin lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Ahhh ”

He shook his head as if he had a headache: "What's more, even if it's really poisonous, so what?" I asked you to kill Tang Er, do you have to kill him? ”

"On weekdays, my younger brothers and sisters are affectionate, but in the end, you are not the only one who is the most important?"

Miss Tang screamed: "Tang Xin! We are brothers and sisters! A sibling of a mother's sibling! ”

Tang Xin suddenly stopped laughing.

"A mother's compatriot? Heh, who told you? ”

He bowed his head with a gloomy face.

Tang Ning rushed over: "It's late!" ”

Blood splattered on his face.

The dagger "clanged" and fell to the ground.

On the handle of the knife, Miss Tang's breast name still looks very well-behaved.

He raised his head and saw Tang Ning, in a trance, and subconsciously wanted to hug her.

Second sister.

The second sister is still alive.

But as soon as his hand was raised, he suddenly covered his face and retreated again and again.

Don't look at me — don't look at me —

Such a he.

How can it be seen by the second sister......