Suppressing her doubts, Zhang Zheng went around the mansion and didn't find a dog hole that she could drill, which made her feel a little lost.

I had to find a wall that seemed to be a little shorter, and with the corpse's slightly stiff hands and feet, I climbed it with difficulty, jumped over, and slipped into Ningfu.

Following the guidance of the contract and avoiding the occasional patrolling, Zhang Zheng stopped outside a remote courtyard.

The thin blood gas came from the courtyard, lingering, this blood gas was very similar to what Zhang Zheng smelled on the bank of the river, and it can be inferred that the main owner of this body should have died here.

Zhang Zheng attached her ear to the cold courtyard door, and without her sense, she could only rely on this simple eavesdropping method.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside, Zhang Zheng carefully pushed open the courtyard door through a slit that allowed her to pass through, and dodged into the courtyard.

Gently pushed open the door and lifted the small bag bulging between the bedding on the bed, Zhang Zheng's eyes widened, it was really a baby, he was also staring at Zhang Zheng with his eyes open, and if he looked closely, he could see that it was similar to the ghost doll, such as those big and surprisingly large eyes.

Zhang Zheng put his hand on the baby's forehead, and the contractual connection was finally formed, and at the same time, the familiar manic rage exploded in his mind.

"You're late! Lao Tzu is about to be suffocated to death! ”

Zhang Zheng smiled stupidly, thinking that the ghost doll was indeed tightly covered by layers of thick quilts, and couldn't help asking: "Why were you born so miserably, and someone wanted to suffocate you when you were born?" Do you know who it is? ”

The ghost doll snorted coldly, "If I wasn't miserable, I wouldn't have become a ghost, and it was an old woman who wanted to kill me." ”

The baby's moist eyes fell on Zhang Zheng, who was tightly wrapped, "What, are you a thief?" ”

Zhang Zheng was speechless, "I'm not a thief, you'll suffocate to death now." ”

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, heavy and slow, and the owner of the footsteps seemed to pretend to be pretending to be a thousand things, lingering slowly, and hesitated for a long time before approaching the house.

Zhang Zheng hurriedly covered the ghost doll with the quilt again, and dodged into the big mahogany box in the corner, the cramped box only allowed her to fold her body at a weird angle, the box was half-open, and she poked out half of her head from it, and her bright eyes were hidden in the night.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged woman in a thick cotton jacket came in with a sad face, she lit a dim candlelight, her eyes wandered, and one moment fell on the bulging bag on the bed, and then fell on the closed door, and after a long day of spinning and walking in place, she finally walked to the bed.

Her voice was hoarse, trembling a little from fear, "Don't blame me...... Don't blame me. You killed your mother, you are a monster, and monsters should not come to this world...... If you don't come, what are you going to do? What are you going to do? ”

She muttered to herself, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became, and the fear receded, and she raised her hand and lifted the quilt, and the little baby inside was wrinkled, staring straight at her.

"Ahh

The scream startled the crow on the branch, the jackdaw flapped its wings and flew away, and the middle-aged woman fell to the ground in fright, and even crawled to the door to escape, her hands and feet trembled, and her spirit collapsed, and she couldn't open the door for a while.

"Bang-"

As soon as the door was opened, she slammed it again, and the woman grabbed the ground with her head, crying and howling as if she were crazy.

"Yokai...... Yokai ......"

The woman scrambled to her feet, stumbled to the bed, and wrapped her hands around the fragile neck of the baby, who was hanging in the air by the neck, but her eyes remained motionless as she stared at the crazy woman in front of her.

The woman's pale lips trembled, her eyes froze, and her voice of hatred seemed to be squeezed out of the hateful rubbing of her teeth.

"Youkai die...... You're a monster, kill your mother, you deserve to die...... Damn ......"

The ghost doll glanced at the big box where Zhang Zheng was located, and roared, "You still don't save me!" ”

Zhang Zheng calmed down and comforted softly, "You have been bored for so long and you are fine, which shows that your vitality is tenacious, and you can't die if you pinch your neck at this point." Don't panic, someone will come to your rescue soon. ”

Such a big movement must have alarmed the other people in the house, Zhang Zheng looked out through the window, the firelight was clustered, like a ghost fire floating in the autumn night, and the sound of neat footsteps one after another was getting closer and closer.

The door slammed open, and a few small men with torches and lantern girls poured in, followed by a middle-aged man stepping in with his hands.

The man was gorgeously dressed, dressed in dark green carved silk cranes, wearing gluttonous jade pendants at his waist, his eyes were sharp and terrifying like eagles, his face was iron-blue, and he was not angry but mighty.

He looked at the servant who was waiting for him with contempt, and the two stout little men hurriedly strode forward to hold the woman, forcibly tore the woman's hand away, and snatched the baby in her hand with a dark and red face.

The woman's hands were tied behind her back, and the little girl's knees were on top, and the woman's legs were weak, and she fell to the ground on her knees, and the sound seemed to be clearly audible as if the cracking of the kneecaps could be heard.

Zhang Zheng closed the half-open box as early as the people came in, revealing only a small gap, just enough for her to peek outside.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel pain for the woman's kneecap.

"Wake up."

As soon as the man gave the order, the maid casually picked up the cold water on the shelf next to her, and poured it all on the kneeling woman.

The cold air of late autumn soaked into the bone marrow with the cold water, and the woman shivered with cold, but she really woke up from her madness.

Her eyes focused on the man's face, and the woman shook violently, her teeth clashing together with a chilling knocking sound.

"Sir! Master! There are youkai ...... Youkai, let people kill it......"

The man who was begged by the desperate man was indifferent, his expression was extremely cold, and his thick lips were full of coolness, "Drag it out and send it to the rough envoy's room." ”

The rough envoy room was full of rough servants with big arms and round waists, doing some rough work such as cleaning dung buckets and carrying water and chopping wood, and a close attendant mother sent there, wouldn't it be to push people into the fire pit that tortured people.

The woman was dragged away by the two little men, and her terrible wail was choked in her mouth by the strips of cloth, and she could not give vent, but only whined, and fluttered her legs like a dehydrated fish, struggling to break free from her restraints and jump into the water.

The little girl who was meticulously holding the baby stepped forward, held the sleeping baby in his hands, raised his hands, and said respectfully: "Master." ”

The man only glanced at the sleeping baby with his eyes closed, except for the purple and red marks on his neck, his face was calm and calm, and he did not see the slightest danger of being strangled to death.

What a monster......

The man's eyes were dark, and his already serious and cold face became more and more solemn, and he brushed his sleeves away with disgust, and coldly ordered, "Recruit a nurse tomorrow, you have to talk less, and you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

The little guy should be on his knees.

The baby was put on the bed again, and was not covered with a mattress, but was wrapped in a thin layer of red cloth.

As soon as the man left, a group of maids and servants also poured out, and the door closed softly, and the dazzling light disappeared, except for the candle lit by the woman at the table, which was dimly lit and extinguished.

Zhang Zheng paced to the bed, met the baby's angry gaze, stroked his chin for a long time, and quipped: "Don't be in a hurry, it seems that my body is still your mother!" ”

The ghost doll doesn't care who its mother is, and it has lived for an unknown number of years, and it has never seen what its mother is.

It snorted coldly, changed its unobtrusive expression, and said, "How do we get out?" ”