Chapter 1072 66-Sacrifice

At the thought of this, PEI Ling Fell silent.'Miss Xiang' er 'and' young master Ling 'did not speak either.

Seeing that the three of them didn't respond, the old master seemed to take it as a silent agreement. He nodded slightly and said, " &Quot; remember today's matter. There can't be any mistakes! &Quot;

"Alright, you may all leave."

The three of them looked at each other and saluted, " "Your child will take his leave."

He then slowly walked away.

Soon, the old master was left alone in the spacious hall.

He took out a book from his sleeve and opened it. It was filled with names.

This was the Xiao family's genealogy.

However, most of the names on the genealogy had been drawn with a red line. Only a few names had not been crossed out by the red line.

The red line on his wife's name had long since faded ...

……

Outside the main hall, the pine trees were swaying and the grass was as green as a blanket.

The three guards stood respectfully by the corridor with their hands by their sides. When they saw PEI Ling and the other two come out, they immediately stepped forward and bowed."Young master, young miss."

'Miss Xiang' e 'and' young master Jie 'did not speak, as if they did not see them at all. At this time, PEI Ling nodded slightly and said, " "You may dispense with the formalities,"

"Your subordinates will send young master and young lady back," the three guards said.

When 'young master Jie' heard this, he looked at 'miss Xiang' er 'and PEI Ling, and said briefly, " "Yes,"

Then, he followed the guard who had been standing guard outside the ancestral hall and left.

Lady Xiang 'e stood still and looked at master NI's back, she sneered, " "'Depressed'. .."

As she spoke, she turned back to look at PEI Ling, her expression clearly hesitant. However, in the end, she did not say anything and walked away.

The guard who led her here immediately followed.

PEI Ling looked at this scene calmly. The identity of 'Yu' and The Pink Bride was now clear!

However, he had disguised himself well just now. In addition, the greedy slave who had come in with him was not around. The number of people was not right. Although The Pink Bride said that she was already suspicious of his identity, she did not seem to be confident enough. Hence, she did not communicate with him just now.

At the thought of this, PEI Ling said to the last guard, " "Send me back."

"Yes!" The guard bowed.

The two of them then walked through the courtyard along the corridor they had come from.

The swaying branches of the flowers covered the red pillars, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Halfway there, seeing that there was no one around and that they were already far away from the main hall, PEI Ling suddenly asked, " "How much do you know about the faceless immortal of the Xiao clan?"

"Young master, what is the faceless great immortal?" the guard quickly asked.

Eh?

PEI Ling frowned. He had wanted to ask the guard about the sacrifice, but now there was no need.

The other party hadn't even heard of the faceless immortal of the Xiao clan. Clearly, he didn't know anything, and he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him.

Hence, PEI Ling did not say anything more.

Seeing that he did not respond, the guard did not continue to ask.

The two of them silently passed through the many buildings and finally returned to "young master Zheng's" bedroom.

PEI Ling walked into the room alone and closed the door behind him. He turned around the screen and just as he sat down at the table, he could not help but cough.

&Quot; cough, cough, cough, cough ... &Quot;

After a series of heart-wrenching coughs, PEI Ling finally recovered. His current condition was much better than last night, but he was still very weak.

The trip to the hall just now was still too much for him.

"The faceless immortal should be the real problem with this mansion."

"The following sacrifice is most likely related to the creation of this 'curse'."

&Quot; my current physical condition is too bad. Otherwise, I should have gone to the house to see if there was a statue of the faceless immortal. Perhaps I could have gotten some key clues. &Quot;

&Quot; cough, cough, cough, cough ... &Quot;

&Quot; I didn't sleep much last night. My current body ... I'll rest first! &Quot;

At the thought of this, PEI Ling immediately stood up with the help of the table and walked to the side of the bed to lie down.

This house was safe during the day, but dangerous at night.

Once night fell, he would definitely not dare to sleep again. For now, he could only rest during the day and investigate at night.

He had just covered himself with the blanket when sleepiness swept over him like a tide, and he fell asleep in an instant.

In the dim room, the palace lanterns flickered quietly, creating all kinds of strange shadows in the darkness.

……

Embroidered tower.

"Tap, tap, tap ..."

With soft footsteps, The Pink Bride walked up the stairs gracefully.

After returning to the boudoir, a burst of corpse smell immediately hit her face. She immediately locked the door, then quickly walked into the inner room, squatted down by the bed, and looked under the bed.

He saw a corpse with a head full of blood and a pale face, lying stiffly under the bed.

His clothes were intact, but his body had rotted so badly that it was almost completely deformed. In some places, the White bones could be seen.

This maidservant didn't look like she had just been killed. Instead, she was a corpse that had been dead for a long time!

The Pink Bride's brows furrowed. The faceless great immortal that her master had just mentioned, she did not know if it was a "curse," but no matter what, the following sacrifice was likely to be related to the creation of the curse.

He had to make preparations in advance!

However, the corpse was already in such a state that it could not be used as a sacrifice. He had to find another one.

With this thought in mind, The Pink Bride stood up. Her skirt fluttered and swirled, floating like a flower with double petals. She was about to go out, but her hungry and tired body soon made her feel an irresistible fatigue and weakness.

The Pink Bride had no choice but to walk to the table and sit down. On the table were the dishes that the servant maids had brought her in the morning.

The congee that had been carefully cooked had a layer of rice scab on the surface, and the colorful pickles were mostly dried up. The food that was not appetizing to begin with had greatly reduced its appearance.

Looking at the plain porridge and dishes, The Pink Bride frowned. Although these were not to her taste, the body of a mortal was too weak. She had climbed the well the entire night. If she did not eat, she would not even have the strength to walk.

The Pink Bride then picked up her bowl and chopsticks and started eating with great disdain ...

The room was silent, and only the occasional sound of teeth and porcelain bowls could be heard.

After a while, The Pink Bride finished her meal and recovered a lot of her strength. However, she still looked very tired.

After some consideration, she lifted the curtain and lay on the bed. Smelling the rotten smell of the corpse under the bed, she fell asleep.

Time passed slowly. The sun set in the West and the sky gradually dimmed.

Embroidered tower gradually darkened. The originally beautiful furnishings seemed to be covered with a layer of eerie shadows.

Under the bed, her black hair extended silently like flowing water.

Very quickly, it spread through the entire inner room and surged towards the outer room.

Suddenly, a white and slender hand reached out from under the bed.