CH 106.2

“You can marry if you want. Do what you want.”

The woman was still in a drowsy sleep, and her eyeballs covered by her eyelids were spinning wildly.

Her words were incoherent, and each sentence was so fragmented that Bai Lixin could only extract a little information from them.

The words should be about the time they came to this town and Lord Li began to take in concubines.

It seems that the madam was tormented by the fact that Lord Li had his life root bitten off. In her subconscious, she believed that she was the cause of his injury.

So she let Lord Li keep on taking in concubines, knowing that he did not even have that power.

“Fire, so much fire.”

The woman’s words suddenly became agitated, and she shook her head desperately, her body dripping with cold sweat.

“Li Lang, help them, wake them up.”

“Wake up, please wake up and run away, there’s a big fire.”

“No, I didn’t get you all killed.”

“We just wanted to get our things back.”

Get their things back?

Bai Lixin attached himself to the woman’s ear, and his voice suddenly became very bewitching, “What do you want back?”

The woman opened her mouth and gasped, “The fox fur.”

“To bury them.”

“To appease the spirits.”

“Don’t bury them, don’t bury.”

“Li lang’s life root!”

The woman suddenly screamed.

“It’s not our fault. It’s not our fault.”

Bai Lixin pursed his lips.

It seemed that Liu Changfeng wanted to bury the five foxes to appease their spirits. But how could Lord Li and his wife be willing to do that when the man was made a eunuch while getting this fur?

So they took advantage of the Chinese New Year to give the Liu family drugs.

They originally did this to take away the fox fur, but how could a greedy person be satisfied with that small grain of sesame?

So Lord Li took away the gold, silver, and jewelry, and Xian Gu’s portrait, which Lord Li thought could make his wish come true.

He took the portrait because he heard Xian Gu tell the scholar that she could grant his wishes when she was coaxing him.

No matter what era a man is in, he loses his dignity as a man when he loses his life root.

That was why his first wish upon meeting Xian Gu was to make his body complete.

But unfortunately, Xian Gu’s words were just lies.

So Lord Li simply ignored Xian Gu until something happened and he remembered her.

He was so desperate that he made her his 13th concubine in order to make her his so-called family.

The purpose of all this was simply to escape death.

The Madam still had no intention of waking up, and Bai Lixin continued to set the conversation: “Did you set the fire to the Liu family?”

“No!”

The Madam suddenly screamed.

“Not us.”

“It got up on its own.”

“It lit up by itself with a bang!”

“What a terrible, huge fire.”

With a bang?

The fire that buried all the people in Meiyuan House’s performance was also ignited with a “bang”.

Was it just a coincidence, or was there a special connection?

From the fire at the Liu family home twenty years ago, to the death of the Madam of the Li family three years ago, and the death of Lord Li three years later.

It all seemed to be linked together.

“Ah!”

The soldier’s cry drew Bai Lixin and Dijia’s attention, and Bai Lixin asked in a deep voice: “What’s wrong?”

The soldier spoke with a shudder, “That man carried something into the courtyard.”

“He kept his head down and his back to us, so we didn’t see his face.”

The soldier gulped.

“He walked to the middle of the yard, bent down, put something there, and then left.”

“Now there is a brazier in the middle of the courtyard, and it is filled with charcoal.”

Bai Lixin stood up from the side of the bed.

The soldiers were already trembling. “I heard that the day the Madam died, a pot of charcoal was placed in the room. And she died with four maids in the room.”

“There…” the soldier’s voice was on the verge of tears, “there are four of us, the Madam, the charcoal, and the cold winter.”

“Help, this can’t be that scenario! We’re not going to burn to death, are we?!”

The soldier looked at Bai Lixin and Dijia helplessly “My lord, what should we do?”

“Don’t panic.” Bai Lixin reassured him, “The brazier is outside, as long as no one brings it in, there’s no danger. Don’t scare yourself.”

Soldier: “Right.”

“We’ll be fine as long as we don’t go and get it.”

“That’s right, time and space are misplaced, isn’t it? We can’t even touch that brazier, hahaha.”

The corners of Bai Lixin’s mouth twitched, his expression growing serious.

As long as no one was there to get it?

That was if their bodies were still under their control.

But if their bodies were to become puppets like the soldiers who performed the play, would the time-space dislocation still work?

I’m afraid that no amount of reassurance would work then.

But why?

The other four soldiers entered this painting and were manipulated to follow the plot.

Was It a coincidence? Or was it that the power hiding in the shadows could not control so much?

Or was there a reason why it couldn’t control them.