"Now?" The Juggernaut smiled, "Now that you're the new owner of the manor, you try - forbid them to leave the manor!" ”

Lan Shuying then turned to those people.

When her voice fell, a fantasy scene happened:

I saw four chains glowing with blue light stretching out from under the floor, flexibly jumping up the ankles of several people, buckling accurately, and then slowly disappearing, as if they had never appeared, without a trace.

The cook, the coachman, the washerwoman, and the little peacock were not left behind.

The little peacock was the first to react:

He jumped on the spot a few times, but his movements were not affected.

But his face was very unsightly.

Because he could feel that there was a chain hanging from his ankle, heavy. Wherever he went, the chains followed, and they didn't trap him in place, but he couldn't get out of the manor even a single step.

"What is this for? The murderer has been found out, and it has nothing to do with us! Mr. Butler, let us go home, please! The cook cried hard.

This character is the only poor person who has nothing to do with Madame Butterfly's death.

But do you really want to go home?

Does she still have a home?

Lan Shuying shook her head, looking unpredictable, and pursed her lips:

"Let's stay a few more days...... When he's gone, I'll let you go." ”

Who this "he" is, you can know if you think about it.

The cook was sweating profusely and went limp.

Lan Shuying went to the kitchen to find a large cauldron, moved it to the hall on the first floor to boil water, and after the water boiled, she carried the desperately struggling hen and hung above the pot to cut her throat.

The blood of the chicken poured into the pot, and the fishy smell was carried far away by the heat wave.

She glanced up at the swarm of metal bats that had begun to agitate, and before that was enough, she slashed her wrist lightly.

This time, the attraction is even greater.

One bat after another flew up to her, eager to try.

The juggernaut continued to swallow the melon seeds, and kindly mentioned: "You take it easy, he is using the body of the blood clan, and he is the most sensitive to this taste, don't expose the coordinates yourself." ”

Lan Shuying smiled: "These things are his eyes, I don't want to be seen by him, so I ruined his eyeballs in advance, is it wrong?" ”

She casually pressed the handkerchief on the wound to absorb it, applied some ointment to it, and covered most of the smell.

The veil is used to tease bats.

These little things can fly, listen, and send things, but they don't have long mouths. One by one, the handkerchiefs don't let go, and they can only get over the addiction, holding the food but not eating it in the stomach, which is a bit pitiful.

She walked over to the burning fireplace and threw the veil in.

The little ones didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they didn't even run away, they all followed.

The metal casing gradually showed more burn marks. She saw a brilliant liquid seeping from the cracks, the core of the metal bat, burned.

After that, she used the same method to wipe out all the metal bats she could find, making sure that there was not a single one left in the open.

It's like getting a "safe building" in the manor that is not disturbed by the enemy.

But she didn't stay long, and after leaving a message to the others in turn, she went back to rest.

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The next day, Lan Shuying stood at the window and looked out, there was a "rainbow bridge" above the ruins of the ancient castle, not colorful, but illusory red light.

Juggernaut said that when the red light was gone, the Bloods would come out.

Lan Shuying took the opportunity to ask a question:

Since this crystal illusion is maintained by drawing energy from an arrogant minion, what will happen to the crystal ball if that minion dies?

The Juggernaut's answer was, "If he dies, the crystal ball will shatter, and so will I." But don't think too much about it, the Blood Clan is just a layer of his skin, even if you kill the Blood Clan by luck, you won't be able to hurt him. ”

Lan Shuying nodded solemnly: "I understand." ”

She took the fastest steed from the stable, and took a good spin around the manor.

She also tried to go to the gate, and found that she could go out, thinking that this was the last freedom before the war, so she decisively went to the last market, bought another batch of goods, and came back in the evening.

Cold pot and cold stove, several servants did not show up, the three floors were all dark, there was no light, I don't know where they were hiding.

The tips of Lan Shuying's ears trembled, and someone approached.

"Brother."

Behind him came the young man's low voice.

"You ruined the messenger of your ancestors, it's too late to apologize, he can't forgive you."

Lan Shuying turned sideways, looked at the young man's indistinguishable face, and smiled: "Then don't let him forgive, I'm leaving tomorrow." ”

The little peacock's eyes were complicated: "You can't go." ”

He flicked the invisible chains on his ankles and took a deep breath.

"If you can trap us, he can trap you, and everyone can't leave...... Brother, I have a complete map of the manor in my hand, I'll take you to find a safe place to hide, and I'll intercede with my ancestors later......"

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me, my ancestors have recognized me, I'm safe, but I don't worry about you...... You have gone too far, and if you provoke him like this, he will definitely not let you go. ”

"Where are you going to take me?"

"Follow me."

The little peacock dragged her to her room and skillfully twisted the mechanism.

It turned out that there was a secret room behind the wall.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong fishy smell.

Lan Shuying saw a hole in the ceiling, and a curved pipe came down from the hole, and finally reached into a pool.

She frowned, and turned the interior of the building around in her head, realizing that above this secret room, there was Madame Butterfly's bathroom.

In other words, this pipe is extra in the bathtub.

"I just found this place and it's safe."

The little peacock pulled her into the corner and sat down.

There was an old wooden chair here, and Lan Shuying looked at the dust marks on the ground and knew that it had just been dragged recently.

"Brother, you just stay here, the ancestors won't come to check." He said confidently.

"How do you know?"

The little peacock pointed to the pool behind him and said, "That pool is full of human blood, the people she killed, and now it is dry, and the smell is still there, just enough to cover your smell." ”

Lan Shuying agreed: "That's right, and his bats were almost burned by me, and it is not easy to find the mechanism in your room." ”

The little peacock showed its tiger teeth, but in the next second, he suddenly had an extra hand on his neck, which was slightly cool but powerful.

"You seem to be too confident, though."

"Do you really think I won't doubt you?"

The little life was pinched in his hand, and the little peacock's sincere and harmless expression shattered in an instant.

He was tempted to defend something.

However, Lan Shuying, who was familiar with the famous saying "villains die from talking too much", didn't talk nonsense anymore and strangled him before he could speak.

The master of the whole process: "...... Are you starting to remedy it? ”