Ye Laiyan on the side knew what I was thinking.

smiled: "Sister, don't underestimate this place, this was originally the palace of a noble prince, and it was once one of the magnificent mansions of Nan'an City." Later, the prince lost power, and died of unjust bleeding, which gradually failed, and then was abandoned. Although this mansion is desolate, deserted, sparsely populated, and heavily yin, it is a suitable place for the demons of our werewolf clan to live in the Middle Wilderness Realm. ”

Spider Demon,—— his name is Nancy Shadow. Hurriedly said: "What this sister said is extremely true. It's a heavy yin here, and it's quite suitable for the demon habitat of the werewolf clan. ”

Ye Laiyan glanced at him: "Phew, who is your sister?" ”

I can't look down on him.

He waved his hand and said, "Go, go, find a corner that suits you and stay!" In the dead of night, you are a male demon dangling in front of our two flower-like female demons, what kind of body has it become? Don't you know that male and female are not kissed? ”

It seems that Nan Xiying is a rogue demon and has bad intentions towards us.

Nan Xiying didn't dare to say much.

Anyway, this deserted garden is very big, and you can live in any corner. He bowed to me, the teacher, and disappeared into the night.

After Nan Xiying left, he came to Yanheshi at night to recite a mantra.

The desolate garden suddenly changed its style, and it was colorful and vibrant.

The pavilions and pavilions are hidden among the green pines, cypresses and green bamboos, which are beautiful and chic, full of interest; The rockery made of Taihu Lake stones is exquisitely shaped and natural and interesting; The lotus pond under the carved fence is rippling with clear water, and there are elegant water lilies and swimming koi fish in the water.

All kinds of flowers are densely planted in the flower beds, waving in the wind.

Aromatic and intoxicating.

Ye Laiyan and I lived in the water pavilion of the lotus pond. The water pavilion faces the water on three sides, one side is on the land, and the top is an umbrella-shaped pointed type, covered with peacock blue glazed tiles, and red columns.

Ye Laiyan recited the mantra again.

The water pavilion has become a gorgeous embroidery pavilion boudoir.

Among them, a large brocade with red sandalwood and jade, a velvet quilt embroidered with gold silk is covered with a tent, and a tassel is worn on the top; On the side, the four seasons of flowers and birds hang on the screen, and the diamond-shaped large bronze mirror is inlaid in it; On the opposite side is a dresser inlaid with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and tortoiseshell shells.

The red candles on the eight-sided candlestick rippled with a red light.

I lay on my back on the big brocade.

It's not pleasant.

Because it was so comfortable, I couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. When I was falling asleep, I suddenly heard a woman's cry faintly in the wind.

Painful, painful, miserable.

The woman cried and sang, "...... The son is the king, the mother is the captive, all day long, often with death! Three thousand miles apart, when who will sue you......"

Voices came from a dark hut not far away.

I used the Tonguchi, my eyes breaking through all barriers and staring into the past.

It was a small annex room in the south of the small courtyard on the east side. It was dark and damp, dilapidated, the walls were stained with blood, and there was a musty and fishy smell wafting around them.

A black ghost, with iron chains around his neck, and a clumsy garment with the word "prisoner" written on it, kept circling around the rice-pounding stone mortar in the middle.

While crying, he sang a song over and over again.

That ghost, what an ugly word.

There are no limbs, only a torso, and the head is bare and not long; One face was scratched, there were no eyebrows, and the eyeballs had gone nowhere, leaving only two holes drenched in blood; With a closed mouth, there is no trace of the tongue.