I Just Want To Be Quiet

After confirming that she had no signs of life, the pink bride raised her hand without hesitation, and instantly called out a faint green flame.

The flame fell on the body, and in a blink of an eye, the servant girl's body was burned to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, the pink bride pointed out again, and a gust of wind was born on the ground, rolling up the ashes in front of her, whizzing out, and in an instant, scattered into the void, mixed with dust and ashes, without any trace.

Looking at the empty ground, the pink bride nodded in satisfaction.

You can't kill the opponent at night, but you can during the day!

After dealing with the maid, she didn't even look at the food on the table. Now that she has a cultivation base, she no longer needs to rely on the food of these mortals to keep alive.

Pick up the bead curtain and walk into the inner room.

The pink bride took off her tattered and blood-stained skirt, and then opened the cabinet and searched for it. However, among the colorful dress, there was an underskirt with a red gold pattern, and she suddenly felt like herself. The original wedding dress was very similar, so he stretched out his hand to take it without hesitation.

At this moment, a strange memory came to mind.

The spring day was full of sunshine. Standing by the window, together with the maid, slowly unrolling a roll of bright blood and shiny jade.

Standing by her side, a servant woman with a vague face was chattering: "...This was brought back by a caravan from far away. I heard that it was originally a tribute. At this point, I bought them all for us, and asked the maid to say that our young lady is the most suitable for a big red..."

"Make a pair of short skirts and wide-sleeved shirts, pleated skirts, just like this gorgeous color, blood drops, you don't need to be upper body, just such gestures, you can shine red, you have to embroider the phoenix peony with gold and silver threads I can hold it..."

... The voice disappeared abruptly, and the pink bride suddenly recovered, but saw that she had changed into a clean dress.

It's just that the dress I put on was not the red tunic that I had chosen, but a light purple narrow-sleeved short skirt, a goose yellow fairy dress, and a green brocade tied around the waist.

The pink bride frowned slightly, but immediately felt that this dress seemed to be very good too?

She raised her head to look at the bronze mirror not far away, with stray hair, plain white face, and the purple skirt and yellow skirt looked fresh and neat. Compared with the big red skirt, it was another style.

After hesitating for a moment, the pink bride shook her head slightly. There is still work to be done, but it is not the time to care about it.

"Look for a suitable sacrifice first..."

"Then Xiao Zheng, he helped that maid last night..."

"Take advantage of the day to meet him!"

As her mind turned, she walked quickly to the dressing table, opened the drawer, and took out a long hairpin inlaid with red gold at random from it, twirled the long hair high, and plugged in a few pairs of hairpins, surely it would not affect After he acted, he turned and walked outside the door.

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In a courtyard of Xiao Mansion, the bamboo shadows are lush, Wan Lai is surging, reflecting on the window lattice, like a whirling dance.

In the house.

On a round table inlaid with marble and carved landscape figures, Huanghuali piled up two stacks of empty plates.

The smell of wine and vegetables filled the room, "Yu" sat at the table with a dull expression, and was devouring the food in front of him.

The delicious food is served in the stomach, and then accompanied by a cup of warm wine, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus overflows, and it is incomparable.

"Yu" suddenly came back to his senses at the moment of the wind and the remnants of the cloud.

His breath has reached the peak of the training period!

It's just that when he ate just now, he saw several strange memories.

Once he was squatting on a horse step in the courtyard. A tall and burly man with a solid chest, holding a horse whip, stood on his side, with a grim expression about the key to the horse step; once he was standing with In front of the window shaded by Basho, he was holding a pen and scribbling, and the wolf was drawn stroke by stroke, which was strong on the back of the paper; another time, he held a gold folding fan, dressed in a brocade robe, jade ring tied hair, and dressed handsomely, hugging a red fox fur. Slowly walked through the plum blossom forest full of snow, walked to a bunch of low-hanging flower branches, used a folding fan to gently pick up a flower branch full of buds, smiled and turned his head, and said to the person behind: "' Mei Huaxue, Li Huayue, always lovesick. [Note] "These days when I was escorted to school by my father, I always thought of you, but I don't know if you, the famous leader of the world, have also thought of me?"

These unfamiliar memories are longer than each time, as if he had experienced it personally.

"Yu" put down the tooth chopsticks and looked around, the palace lantern in the room was still burning quietly, but the dim light only illuminates the square inch of the ground.

Outside the window lattice, the faint morning light shed softly.

The night has passed, but the sun is rising.

The maid who was waiting on her side, I don't know when, has disappeared.

"Yu" rolled up his sleeves and was about to tidy up the bowls and chopsticks in front of him. Suddenly, he found that all the oil stains on the bottom of the bowl had been turned into blood.

Leftovers are human flesh, seasonal vegetables are human hair and human skin, residual soup is human blood, and the floating dishes are fingers and eyeballs.

And half of the bowl of tofu soup he drank was made from human marrow stew.

"Yu" frowned suddenly, he was a ghost himself, and it was natural to devour a living person. This table of human flesh banquets, in his opinion, is nothing unusual, and there will be no disgust at all.

However, this situation always makes him feel that something is wrong.

Without waiting for him to think through these questions, "dongdongdong", someone knocked on his door.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the maid came: "Master, the maid brought breakfast."

"Yu" came back to his senses and ordered: "Come in."

Soon, a blue skirt girl walked in with a food container. She had a long face, thin eyebrows, long eyes, a small nose and a small mouth. She was not very beautiful, but she had a kind of charming little Jiabiyu.

Long black hair, simply braided into two braids, fell down on the chest.

Just turned the screen and saw the mess on the table and the **** and terrifying scene. The maid's eyes widened in an instant, and she was scared to step back. The food container in her hand almost fell on the spot.

"Yu" said lightly: "Take out all the food."

After hearing this, the maid came back to her senses, and quickly said: "Yes!"

She settled down, took out the food from the front, and put it on the open space on the table.

"Yu" didn't let her try the dishes this time, but directly picked up the dishes and ate them.

Soon, he swept away all the dishes, but the power in his body did not increase a bit, and the strange memories did not continue to appear.

Perceiving this, "Yu" nodded slightly, and suddenly understood that only the food delivered at night could restore him more strength.

but……

It's so easy!

That good fortune can't be so easy!

He always felt that something very dangerous had happened to him, and he hadn't noticed the problem.

Too few clues!

Thinking of this, "Yu" immediately ordered: "You go down first."

The maid bent her knees and said: "Yes!"

She quickly retreated and left.

"Yu" sat at the table, waited quietly for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked out of the room.

"Squeak."

When the door was opened, there was a guard standing outside. When the young master came out, he immediately bowed and said: "Young master..."

Before he finished speaking, the guard felt a tightness in his throat and was unable to say anything. A hand cast like steel clasped his neck and dragged him into the room.

"boom!"

The door was closed immediately, and there was no movement around, only the bamboo forests, the sound of thousands of leaves, like tides and waves, deep and surging.

【Note】Zhang Huiyan [Qing] "Meeting and happily each year, but the flowering period".