"Could it be that those guys who attacked themselves before have prepared new countermeasures?"

This is not good news. He muttered to himself.

But fortunately, this is not the case.

Ying'er looked left and right with her eyes, and continued to whisper like a thief: "The mansion was haunted again last night!" ”

"Haunted?"

Hearing this, Du Bai's eyes opened and he frowned.

"Yes, Cui'er in the kitchen told me just now, last night many people saw a legless woman sitting and crying in the corridor of Nanyuan, and the brave people went up to take a look and were almost scared to death! It is said that it is a blue-faced fang, with protruding eye holes, exactly like when Nariel died! ”

Ying'er said it at a glance, as if she had seen it with her own eyes, and when she talked about the horror, she also shivered as if she was there, and her round little face turned white and looked left and right, as if she was afraid that a green-faced woman without legs would suddenly appear behind her.

"Oh......"

Du Bai didn't mean to be afraid, but nodded thoughtfully.

He has a ghost king clone, and if he is afraid of a small resentful spirit, it will be too bad.

According to what he had learned from the books last night, it was probably a resentful spirit that had just taken shape. The ability can probably only scare people, at most absorb a little bit of yang energy to make people sick, and there will be no more ability.

Even if this kind of little resentful soul doesn't care about it, it will gradually die out under the impact of yang energy in ten days and half a month at most, but there are more things worth caring about behind this.

Ghosts don't form for no reason.

According to the book records of ghost towns, it is rare to want a ghost formation method, either in a place where the aura or yin aura is strong, or it is a tragic death with injustice and depression in the heart. Obviously, this Liel can't talk about either.

Combined with her strange death before, he could probably guess that it should be the third reason - there are ghosts or people who are secretly haunting.

"Is there someone who doesn't want the Su family to be peaceful......"

Du Bai sighed softly.

In addition, the other party obviously planned to do something to himself before, and he, as the son-in-law of the Su family, should always do something. He was still a mortal, although he couldn't use many mysterious spells, but according to the knowledge he had learned, it was not a problem to find a little trouble with the main messenger behind the scenes.

The villain who only dares to drive a little resentful soul to haunt him will not be able to go anywhere even if he stands up to the sky.

"Ying'er, let's go shopping on the street today." After thinking about it in his mind, Du Bai suddenly spoke.

Ying'er, who was lowering her head to tidy up his cuffs, was just stunned, and then nodded happily.

In the end, it's a little girl, how can anyone not like shopping. It's just that as a subordinate or a woman, it's rare to have a chance to go out on weekdays, but today he opened his mouth, and she couldn't wait.

When it comes to shopping, money is indispensable. Fortunately, Su Wanmiao, who is usually from a large family, never treats him badly as a husband in this regard, responds to requests, and gives an extra twenty taels of silver every month for pocket use, but his predecessor didn't save money, and I don't know what he used it for.

The value of twenty taels of silver is about 20,000 pieces on earth according to the price of the world.

Tsk, Du Bai himself was also shocked at that time, the pocket money of 20,000 yuan is worthy of a big family. No way, I'm used to being poor.

And after Li'er's incident a few days ago, Su Wanmiao felt guilty and gave him an extra fifty taels as compensation, it can be said that his current net worth can be matched against that card even if he goes to the Qinglou to drink flower wine.

Of course, not to mention his identity, it's not good to go to that kind of fireworks place with a little girl like a flower.

Besides, is he Du Bai that kind of person?

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"Ahem......"

Du Bai's exploratory gaze casually moved away from the tallest flower building on the corner of the street and the few women dressed in fancy clothes in front of the door, and turned to look at another section of the road where there were relatively few pedestrians: "How far is the place where wild fowl are sold?" ”

A respectful voice came from behind him: "Uncle, it's not far away." It's another 200 meters to this side. The Orion is quite familiar, and the game that the house needs on weekdays is bought from him. ”

"But uncle, that Orion's hobby is quite weird, if there is some neglect later, please don't blame it!" The servant cautiously mentioned.

"It's okay, if it's really a capable person, it's okay to be weird." Du Bai chuckled, and then asked with a little curiosity, "What kind of strange hobby?" ”

"This ......" the servant raised his eyes and saw that Ying'er didn't seem to be paying attention to the conversation here, so he lowered his voice and said word by word, "Eat snakes!" ”

Du Bai was a little surprised, although he didn't like to eat snakes, but snake soup was delicious for some people, what was there to be strange. Then I heard the servant continue—

"The little one once saw him pinching a live little snake and stuffing it into his mouth, chewing the flesh and ......"

When he said this, the servant was still a little apprehensive, and his face was a little afraid.

Hearing this, Du Bai also had some difficulty imagining the strange and bloody appearance of eating raw snake meat, and he couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

At this time, Ying'er, the little maid beside him, held a paper umbrella for him, looked around curiously, and after seeing the scantily dressed women not far away, she gently took a sip and looked away in a panic, and asked suspiciously: "Uncle, what are you looking for game?" If you want to eat game, just ask me to do it, and the chef will do it for you. ”

"Hehe, those in the house are not authentic enough." Du Bai just smiled lightly and didn't explain too much.

"Not authentic enough?" Ying'er tilted her little head, but she didn't come up with a reason.

In her opinion, isn't all game caught from the mountains? Can you still divide it into authentic and non-authentic?

"Probably because of the attention of readers." She thought so and blamed it on her stupid brain melon who didn't like to read.

Although the eldest lady asked the maids in the house to read more books, she just didn't love these, and she was about to faint when she read the Four Books and Five Classics.

The shop of Zhang Orion mentioned by the subordinate is not big, and it is even shrunk in a small alley, and it is really difficult to find it if there is no acquaintance to lead the way.

In front of the low wooden door hangs a half-meter-high wooden sign, on which the two characters "wild things" are written crookedly in lacquer, and the color has probably faded over time, making it look quite old.

The servant went up and knocked on the door, and after about half an hour there was a sporadic noise inside, and then the door slowly opened, revealing half of the face of a short man.

It's just that there is only a crack in the door, and a bloody commotion comes out of the house, making Du Bai, who is not used to it, frown slightly.

"How many people are in trouble?"

Although the man was short, he had a few scars on his face caused by unknown weapons, and his slightly narrowed pupils revealed a sinister aura, obviously not an easy character to deal with, and was staring at the few people outside the door with a little vigilance.