Beyond the dense grass, I sat down in the pavilion. She looked around, took a sip of water as if she remembered something, closed her eyes and waited for a moment, and when she opened her eyes, the scenery around her was the same.

Knocking on her head, she was really stunned, she just thought that this method would work......

At this moment, there was a sudden quarrel ahead......

Yan Ning was taken aback, the voice was still continuing, not so much a quarrel, but a one-sided roar, but the owner of the voice was old, but it seemed to be lacking in energy, and it was a little aggrieved.

Yan Ning was a little surprised, and looked over, it was a man in a windbreaker and a rickety old man who were talking on the garden path, the green tendons in the old man's neck were about to burst, and the man in the windbreaker looked at him indifferently with his mouth open and closed, with a look of disgust. When I got closer, I realized that the two were acquaintances.

The man in the trench coat is naturally Lu Heng, and the identity of the old man surprised Yan Ning that he turned out to be Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper.

Lu Heng walked without looking back, not wanting to pay attention to him at all, the housekeeper had to move his bones that were about to fall apart and go around to the man in the windbreaker, "Lu Heng, the master is doing this for your own good!" ”

What's going on, weren't Uncle Zhong and Master Lu burned to death by "Lu Heng" a long time ago? Could it be that this illusion can resurrect people who have already died? If so, will this Lu Heng in front of him be "Lu Heng"? ”

No, no, he's not, he won't be, and he can't be. Those pictures of red ears and heartbeats are in the happy room, outside the Zhiyuan Zen room......

Yan Ning tried to restrain his divergent thinking, since the housekeeper had been resurrected, then the others had also come back with him, for example, "Lu Heng". Since this Lu Heng also came here like her, did they run into it?

The reaction of the housekeeper, the other he had not yet appeared, so he followed the man who knew nothing and asked him to do something he did not want to do.

She really didn't want to experience the experience of being taken to worship again, and she didn't want to be tied to a high platform and burned for sacrifice, but fortunately she already knew what was going to happen next, and she could always be more prepared.

Yan Ning suddenly realized a very important problem.

If she has a memory, then does the housekeeper have?

Restraining the panic in her heart, Yan Ning bent her waist and went over.

Lu Heng, who was chased by Uncle Zhong, was very impatient, he shot the butler away and wanted to grab his arm, and said angrily: "I said that you recognized the wrong person!" I don't know Master Lu in your mouth! ”

The housekeeper's tone was gloomy: "When I went out, not only did my wings harden, but I also forgot all the etiquette." The old man is seriously ill in bed, not only do you not go to wait, but you have to quarrel with him and make the old man angry, what good will it do you! ”

Lu Heng looked like he was about to be driven crazy by Uncle Zhong: "How many times do you want me to say it before you believe it?" You just go out to inquire, the old house of the Lu family is in Jincheng, and the old man of my family is also alive and well, this old man Lu has nothing to do with me at all, no! ”

Seeing that Lu Heng flatly denied insisting on his words, the housekeeper clapped his hands, and immediately three servants with blank expressions rushed towards Lu Heng. Lu Hengkan dodged six arms, and scuffled with the three people, he was sharp, and slapped the nearest servant with one palm.

The servant fell down immediately after being hit, Lu Hengzheng breathed a sigh of relief, the attack of the remaining two was still fierce, and the servant who fell to the ground just now also slowly stood up, and his stiff body joined the battle again.

Lu Heng gradually lost his physical strength, but the three of them were tireless, and soon surrounded him, saw a mistake by Lu Heng, and accurately grabbed his hands and feet.

The three of them caught the rope thrown by the housekeeper, tied Lu Heng tightly, and twisted it to the housekeeper.

Yan Ning didn't know where the housekeeper conjured up the rope from, and seeing that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he was busy holding his breath.

"Young Master, why are you bothered!"

Lu Heng snorted fiercely.

After that, the housekeeper ordered the servant to take Lu Heng away in a one-dimensional tone, and the five of them quickly disappeared from Yan Ning's field of vision.

I knew that these servants were not ordinary people, but I didn't expect that the other party's strength would be so high. Fortunately, she didn't come hard at the beginning, although she couldn't beat them even if she did.

She has also seen the housekeeper's methods, especially when she doesn't know if the other party has any memory, she doesn't dare to run into people rashly. Yan Ning calmed down, whispered sorry in the direction of the landing cross, and touched the pond according to the original plan.

For the sake of today, let's take care of ourselves first.

Similar to the back garden that Yan Ning saw before, this place has also been deserted, the water in the pond has dried up, and the surrounding weeds are withered and yellow, mixed with fallen leaves and rotten.

The pond was not as big as she had imagined, unsheltered by water and grass, and was five meters square.

Yan Ning turned around along the pondside path, but she didn't see the dead woman. The wind had stopped at some point, and it was pitch black, but it was unusually quiet, and even the birds and beasts stopped flapping their wings.

The quiet Yan Ning could clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

The second time I came here, it was all different.

As if there was no pavilion in the col last time, and the crooked neck tree by the wall was about to die, that woman seemed to be a task point that had been refreshed, and Yan Ning couldn't even find any signs of her existence.

And what about curses?

Does her curse on Lujiacun still exist?

Yan Ning couldn't help but touch the bracelet invited from the temple, it was firmly wrapped around his wrist, and he couldn't take it off no matter how he pulled it, as if telling himself that everything would be fine.

She couldn't find the female corpse, and she didn't need to stay here. Yan Ning returned the same way, but it was difficult to climb to the top of the wall.

A few drops of rain fell sporadically from the sky, dripping onto her neck, and it was so cold that she shivered. The sky is as dark as ink, brewing the calm before the storm.

Yan Ning turned her head to look at the wing room not far away, where she had seen a figure flashing in the room on the second floor. In retrospect, it's a bit like "Lu Heng".

The dark sky blurred her vision, and she couldn't remember the route on the map very clearly.

I only remember that the goddess asked her to go east, and the map told her to go west.

A heavy rain is coming, so let's take shelter from the rain first.

The Lu family actually has a lot of idle wings, but most of them are locked like the private houses outside. The goddess's room is not locked, and there is a dark passage leading to the cell, and Uncle Zhong arrested Lu Heng just now, maybe he will be locked up there.

Compared with the wing room where she used to see ghosts, it is still Xiaolou that gives her a sense of security.

The small building did not have a door, but was covered with a curtain, so Yan Ning easily touched it. The buildings here are more landlordish families from the beginning of the last century, with no wires and are lit by old candle flames. The first floor was the living room, and she didn't go up to the second floor, so she could guess that it should be a boudoir or something.

Yan Ning looked at the environment in the dim light of the mobile phone screen, the previous resident here seemed to be a woman, the hall was full of red curtains and flower screens, there were more or less exquisite decorations on the wooden shelves, and on the table in the center, there was a big ceramic cat.

It has been uninhabited here for a long time, and there is a heavy smell of moisture and dust, but there is no smell of rot, which gives Yan Ning's overall impression much better than that wedding room.

Yan Ning didn't want to explore the second floor, but she was quite interested in the big ceramic cat, so she dragged the wooden chair by the table and sat down, focusing on the delicate big cat.

It is not quite true to say that it is a cat, it has round ears, a nose and mouth that is longer than that of a cat, slightly shorter than that of a dog, and a thin whisker on it. Looking closer, she noticed that the hairs were very realistic, as if they had been plucked from the face of a real cat and inserted into it.

The temperature required to fire ceramics is very high, but these beards are kept intact as before, and Yan Ning can't figure out what the process is, so he put it aside first. The eyes of the ceramic ornaments are round, a bit of glass beads, and the light is shining in the meantime, like a real cat.

Because of the material, the overall temperature of the big cat is very low, as if it is a small Xiaoice block, and the cold Yanning shivered.

It opened its mouth slightly, revealing sharp canine teeth and tightly arranged teeth at the back, Yan Ning touched it, it had a strong prickly feeling, and the teeth were quite good.

As for why it looks like a dog, it is because its limbs are very slender, and Yan Ning has never seen a cat with such long legs. But it is also not a cheetah tiger because its fur is not variegated on its whole body, nor is it a lion because it has short hair.

Yan Ning held her head in distress, what kind of animal is this? Unconsciously rubbing its neck, she faintly heard bursts of snoring, very slight, but she woke up instantly.

Yan Ning was startled and casually put it on the table, she looked around vigilantly.

The snoring stopped abruptly, and dense raindrops pounded on the roof and ground.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.

The curtain was blown open by the wind, and with it, there was a strong fragrance of grass and trees. The smell of dust in the room was dispelled, and the crisp aroma invaded her nostrils very domineeringly, exploding in her mind, occupying all her senses.

Yan Ning was still a little strange, it was clear that there was withered yellow grass outside, but she quickly put this doubt behind her, sniffed like an addict, and bathed in its fierce offensive.

Half-asleep and half-awake, I vaguely saw someone open the door curtain, approached with a body of water vapor, and grabbed her shoulders without refusal.

She couldn't see that this pale figure in a long robe was silently hugging her, his left hand encircling her thin waist from back to front, his right hand interlocking with her ten fingers, and his chin on his shoulder and neck, as if he was holding her whole, holding her in his arms and grinding his temples.

The hand that grabbed her was extremely cold, Yan Ning was confused, but instinctively knew that it was uncomfortable, and she was about to slip out of his arms with a twist of her waist.

Looking at the figure, this is a very tall man, he can't refuse to hold Yan Ning tighter, holding the tender flesh on the back of her neck and biting hard. Yan Ning was in pain, but she resisted even more.

In the dimly lit small building, there was a long sigh.