I just want to be a quiet man

I glanced at a gilt-painted lotus ear vase not far away, took the cloth belt handed over by a beautiful maid, blindfolded my eyes, and took one out of the leather pouch around my waist. He picked up the arrow cluster, weighed it, and threw it forward.

"Om."

Where the arrow fell, it was like gold and iron hitting each other, and the maid's joyful voice came: "I hit it! Young master, I hit it!"

"Yu" suddenly came back to his senses, and found that the cups and dishes in front of him were messed up, and all the food and wine had been used up by him unconsciously, leaving only the bare dishes.

His brows gradually frowned, for a moment, he thought he had really turned into Xiao Meng!

Just as he was thinking, "Yu" suddenly discovered that he had regained his strength during the Qi training period!

Can these meals restore the strength of his body?

Before "Yu" could figure out the problem, the servant girl suddenly said, "Young master, will the servant girl clean up for you?"

"Yu" put down his tooth chopsticks, nodded slightly, and then ordered: "Send another meal that is exactly the same."

The servant girl bent her knees and said, "Yes!"

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At the same time, on the other side of the Xiao Mansion.

"Squeak."

The door opened, and Pei Ling had just stepped out of the door when the yellow leaves whirled and fluttered in the courtyard. Amidst the rustling sound, a gust of cold wind rushed towards his face, and he suddenly felt chilly all over his body.

A strong coldness swept through the whole body and directly invaded the bone marrow. The original condition seemed to be a little more serious.

At this moment, the system prompts: "Ding dong! An external attack has been detected, and this practice is over. Thank you host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-key trusteeship, soaring without worry! Looking forward to your sharing of practice evaluation, if you are satisfied, please give [-] star rating..."

Pei Ling regained control of her body, and couldn't help coughing violently immediately: "Cough cough cough cough..."

His face flushed from coughing, and he trembled all over, as if he wanted to cough up his heart, liver and lungs.

Feeling his still extremely weak body, Pei Ling frowned, and immediately realized that this was not a sickness, but a curse!

Chapter 71: Underworld Creation.

Pei Ling immediately cast the [Resentful Nightmare Divine Ability], but soon discovered that without the Curse Ghost Dao Foundation, none of the inheritance of the "curse" could be used.

He frowned, and immediately turned back to his room, closing the door behind him.

Compared with the windy courtyard, the room with the doors and windows closed was filled with warmth, quickly comforting Pei Ling's sick body, and he felt that his state had gradually stabilized.

Going around the screen, returning to the table and sitting down, Pei Ling thought about it seriously, and suddenly took off the mask.

The moment the mask left his face, its aura dropped instantly, returning to a mortal again.

At the same time, a completely strange memory appeared in his mind.

He held a foot-high coral tree in his hand, and after looking it over carefully, he nodded slightly, raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper not far away, and opened his mouth to speak...

After a trance, Pei Ling suddenly came back to his senses, but saw that the palace lanterns were dazed, and there were shadows all around.

Pei Ling looked puzzled. The scene just now was "Master Zheng"'s memory, but it was somewhat like his own memory...

The subtle feeling that seems to be experienced personally is very familiar!

Realizing this, Pei Ling's face became serious immediately, and then quickly put the mask back on.

When the cold feeling overwhelmed him, his aura immediately returned to the Qi training stage, and his thinking also returned to calmness.

Under the mask, Pei Ling was thoughtful. He originally thought that this place was an illusion, or that he was using someone else's body to experience everything in front of him.

But the system prompt just now...

His fate was suppressed!It's not that the cultivation base is sealed, nor is the physical body replaced!

Yes, he is using his own body now!

It's just that, being suppressed by a mortal's fate now, he can only act like a mortal and follow the rules of the Xiao family!

Fate...

The inheritance technique of the "curse" [Eclipse Secret Record] can forcibly take the life of others and completely replace the identity of the target.

But the current situation is exactly the opposite of [Eclipse Secret Record].

He was forcibly endowed with the fate of "Master Zheng", and it seems that he replaced "Master Zheng", but in fact, it was "Master Zheng" who replaced him!

However, he still temporarily retained his original consciousness.

"If my guess is correct, next, I should awaken the memory of 'Master Zheng' a little bit, start to think that I am Master Zheng a little bit, and finally, change into the real 'Master Zheng'!"

"Last time, when I entered Sang Village, when I was at a loss, I started to fight for the way. But this time..."

"From the moment I woke up, the Dao struggle was actually over!"

"The creation of the 'curse' is really hell!"

"In this situation, you must either succeed in being created, or die!"

"If we want to break the situation right now, we must find a way to counter the fate of 'Master Zheng'!"

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded slightly, now only one day has passed, there is still enough time before the first sacrifice comes, and judging from the situation just now, the mask can help him to a certain extent remove the stigma of Master Zheng's fate suppress!

So what he has to do now is to get more masks!

"Those maids wearing masks, even the mistress of the Xiao family, are probably sacrifices that have already been sacrificed!"

"If I want to get the mask now, I have to deal with those sacrifices."

"The Pink Bride and 'Yu' are both ghosts from Yousu Tomb, and they may be aware of these in the future."

"I want to act as soon as possible to grab the most masks!"

When his thoughts turned, Pei Ling opened the cabinet, took out a set of thick clothes and changed into it, and then quickly opened the door and left without any further hesitation.

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The night is like ink, dark and heavy.

The towering canopy of the ancient trees can only be vaguely discerned in outline. When it is whirling, it looks like a demon or a ghost, and it is cold and frightening.

An ancient well stands under the tree.

The black hair, like a rising tide, swirls and dances, twisting towards the pink bride overwhelmingly.

The pink bride, who was like lightning, quickly dodged away.

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly let go of the dagger in her hand.

With a flash of cold light, the dagger flew out by itself, like a spirit snake, turning a strange arc in mid-air, and suddenly shot towards the maid's vest.

puff!

The dagger pierced through the servant girl's back, straight through her chest.

The blood splashed, like a red epiphyllum, opened and thanked in the maid's heart.

"Ah!!" The servant girl let out a sharp scream, and then looked at the pink bride with resentment, and said sternly, "Miss, why are you doing this to me!?"

While speaking, the blood hole in her chest shrank rapidly, and soon, the dagger was forcefully squeezed out and fell to the ground, her injury was fully recovered, with no trace visible.

The maid continued to pounce on the pink bride, the hands outstretched from the indigo sleeves, the originally pink nails swelled wildly, and in the blink of an eye, like ghost claws, she ruthlessly grabbed the pink bride's neck.

At the same time, the long hair roared all over the court, instantly blocking all the escape routes of the pink bride.

The pink bride stood there coldly, and with a movement of five fingers, the dagger on the ground flew up again, deftly turned in the air, and suddenly slashed towards the maidservant's throat.

brush!

Blood splattered, the wound was covered with bones, and the trachea could already be clearly seen, but the maid's movements were not hindered at all, and she continued to rush towards the pink bride.

Seeing that the blow was useless, the pink bride moved her fingertips again, and the dagger flew up and down treacherously under its control, and the hairs that struck her all around were cut off inch by inch and scattered into the dark wind.

The pink bride took advantage of the situation and fled to the side, avoiding the maid's pounce.

With a flash of snow, the dagger was taken back into the hands of the pink bride. She quietly looked at the mask on the servant girl's face. The girl seemed to have an immortal body at the moment, and she didn't have what ordinary people call a vital point. That mask might be her weakness!

Thinking of this, the dagger in the pink bride's hand flew out, pointing directly at the mask on the servant girl's face!

The surrounding hair immediately surged, and countless black hairs fluttered one after another, intertwined and intertwined like countless knuckles, blocking the maidservant's face.

Seeing this scene, the corner of the pink bride's mouth suddenly showed a clear smile.

very good!She guessed right, the girl didn't dodge all her attacks just now, as if nothing had happened, but this time she aimed at the mask, and the opponent immediately took the initiative to defend herself.

As a result, the pink bride's fingertips were like plucking a stringed instrument, and she pressed several times nimbly and quickly.

Suddenly, the dagger was like a dexterous moth, darting about, avoiding the hairlines to intercept it lightly, then flashed out from a blind spot, and slashed at the mask on the servant girl's face!

brush!

The cold light flashed away, and the speed of the dagger reached its peak in this instant, and it was about to stab the mask, but the next moment...

clang! !

A fierce blood-colored saber energy suddenly pierced through the air, and instantly chopped the dagger out!

Chapter 72: Same method.

The pink bride's complexion changed suddenly, she moved her fingers immediately, and retracted the dagger in her hand.

She turned her head and looked towards the moon cave door.

However, under the shadow of the whirling tree, the wind was blowing everywhere, and the yellow leaves were flying. A frail figure was walking out slowly. He was dressed in a heavy brocade robe, and wrapped himself tightly with three layers of inner and outer layers.

On the face, there is a smooth mirror-like mask without facial features. This mask is roughly similar to the mask worn by the maid, except that at the corners of the eyes, there are two shallow bloodstains, like blood tears flowing , dried up.

It was Xiao Zheng from the daytime!

After identifying the other party's identity, the pink bride fled away without any hesitation.

As soon as she left, the servant girl paused slightly, then suddenly put away her long hair, her ghost claws returned to slender and soft catkins, as if she had forgotten everything just now, she took a few steps forward, and saluted Pei Ling respectfully: "Zheng Master!"

Pei Ling coughed a few times. She was already ready to fight, but when she saw this, she immediately restrained her breath and nodded slightly to the servant girl.

Not long after he walked out of the house, he heard the movement of fighting here, and after rushing over, he saw the current scene.

In fact, the pink bride and this maid are both ghosts in essence.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses between the two.It's just that the mask on the servant girl's face cannot be damaged by the pink bride.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Come to my bedroom."

Hearing this, the servant girl was obviously taken aback, and said hesitantly: "The servant girl is looking for Miss Xiang'e..."

This maid has been looking for Xiao Xiang'e for two nights...

Xiao Xiang'e is the pink bride, and the breath of the pink bride just now has obviously recovered to a certain extent.

This situation is a bit weird, how did the pink bride resist the suppression of fate and regain her strength even though she didn't have a mask?

wrong! The arrangement of the "curse" is very concealed. In such a short period of time, it is impossible for the pink bride to know about her destiny!

The other party probably didn't fight against the suppression of Fate, but had awakened Xiao Xiang'e's memory, and Fate began to be devoured!

Thinking in his heart, Pei Ling couldn't stop coughing again. Although he has recovered the cultivation base of the Qi training period, his body is still a bit reluctant after walking outside for a long time. He said in a tone of voice, "Come with me!"

Seeing the displeasure of the young master's voice, the maid did not dare to refuse, and quickly responded: "Yes!"

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A moment later, Xiao Zheng's bedroom.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open.

A gust of sinister wind swept in first, and the candle flame in the muskmelon-shaped Begonia Palace Lantern shook violently a few times before it was able to stabilize. The shadows on the four walls danced wildly, as if countless ghosts had hideous faces, baring their teeth and claws.

The maid helped Pei Ling, and carefully stepped across the threshold and walked into the room behind the screen.

The room where the window lattices were crucified was filled with warmth, which immediately dispelled the coldness that wrapped around the two of them.

Feeling the coldness go away, Pei Ling's condition began to stabilize.

Helping him to sit in the tent, the maid half-kneeled on the footrest, intending to take off the young master's shoes and socks, but Pei Ling shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, the maid hurriedly asked: "What orders does the young master have?"

Pei Ling looked at the mask on her face and asked directly, "Do you know about the Faceless Immortal?"

The servant girl was stunned for a moment, and her reaction was basically the same as that of the servant girl serving Pei Ling. She stopped her movements and replied with some uncertainty: "Returning to the young master, maidservant... seems to have heard of it, but now it is Can't remember."