Chapter 5: The Evil in White

After relieving for a while, Tong Yao stood up when her head was not so dizzy.

The door is locked from the outside and cannot be opened from the inside.

Through the moonlight shining in from outside, Tong Yao saw the scene in the house clearly: this is a firewood room.

In the firewood room, there was no firewood that could be used, and no one could save her.

Xiaohua and Fang Hao were lying on the other side, not waking up yet.

Tong Yao walked over, probed his nose, and decided to let them sleep for a while, while he fumbled in the firewood room.

She searched and searched, and all of them were rags, and just when she was about to give up, a rusty iron knife came into her eyes.

What is it? Tong Yao picked up the iron knife, only to see that in addition to rust, there were also blood stains on it.

In the dead of night in such a quiet night, in such a gloomy firewood room, he also picked up a bloody rusty iron knife, and Tong Yao felt cold behind her for no reason.

Is this pig blood or human blood?

"Can you hear me?" Out of nowhere, there was a faint mosquito-like voice.

Tong Yao's body couldn't help but shake again.

"Can you hear me?"

"Who?! Who's talking?! ”

Looking around, except for Xiaohua and Fang Hao, who slept like dead pigs, there was no fourth person.

"God's will, let me see you!"

A cool breeze blew behind her, and Tong Yao turned around silently......

Out of nowhere, a man dressed in white appeared close to her.

"Mom! Hell! Tong Yao cried out.

"What the hell? Where the hell came from! ”

Xiaohua was woken up by Tong Yao's roar, and the carp sat up suddenly, but because the speed was too fast, the brain lacked oxygen, and before she could hold on for a second, she fainted again.

Tong Yao mechanically withdrew her gaze from Xiaohua, only to see that the male ghost in white was still opposite her, confirming that this was not a dream.

"You, you, you, are you a human or a ghost?"

It's the best person, and it's not afraid of a ghost aunt and grandmother.

This question seems to be difficult for the man in white to answer, and after thinking about it for a long time, he shook his head:

"I don't know if I'm a human or a ghost, maybe ...... Not human? But it doesn't seem to be a ghost......

It's not a human or a ghost, are you a demon? Tong Yao thought to herself.

"That's right! I'm a wicked! ”

The male ghost in white suddenly raised his voice, startling Tong Yao:

"I was the imperial chef of the court two hundred years ago, and the lord of the kingdom liked to eat the food I cooked, and I was happy to cook for the lord of the kingdom.

But in addition to me, there is another imperial chef in the palace, one day, we offered food to the lord of the country at the same time, but I didn't expect that the lord of the country ate the dish I offered, and he was poisoned!

It had to be him! It must have been a chef who did it. I was sentenced to death for poisoning the lord of the country. But I'm not reconciled, obviously I haven't done it, why, why do you do this to me? ”

The white-clothed demon said and spoke, hiding his face and weeping.

Tong Yao was a little embarrassed, this was the rhythm that should comfort him?

But to comfort a demon, she really doesn't know what to say.

Fortunately, the quality of this demon is not bad in his heart, and he stopped crying after crying twice, and continued to talk to himself:

"Probably because I was too obsessed to enter reincarnation, and I somehow attached to this iron knife, now, you see my regrets, so you summoned me."

Tong Yao tugged at the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, she didn't want to summon a wisp of obsession.

But since she was summoned, she couldn't be forced back, she was a fairy in her previous life, and she had some experience in this kind of thing.

"That'...... What is your name? ”

"South String."