Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Xu Ziying had passed by this tower countless times, but never got close to it.

All they know is that this pagoda was built by Rong Feiyan, and it is used for offering sacrifices, and others don't talk about it at all.

As if it exists here, and just exists.

But the black bricks and tiles all over the tower are particularly eye-catching, and it's hard for Xu Ziying not to notice it.

A gust of cold wind blew out from the inside, rubbing against his feet and fleeing outside, Xu Ziying calmed down a little, looked at the dark and simple half-open door, but hesitated.

Because the yellow talisman hanging on the door is exactly the same as the pattern of the evil talisman in Rong Feiyan's room.

Xu Ziying hesitated, took a half step back, the place was very high, he suddenly glanced down at the figure in the distance, subconsciously decided that Rong Fei was bored, and went straight into the door in a panic.

But as soon as he entered, he regretted it.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see my fingers. The inside of the tower was cold and damp, and there was an inexplicably familiar smell in the air.

Xu Ziying sniffed carefully and wrinkled his nose. It seemed to be...the smell of medicine.

Suddenly, something seemed to be stepped on under his feet, which startled Xu Ziying, and then countless white candles lit up in front of his eyes one after another, stretching out from Xu Ziying's feet one by one, opening up a spacious road.

Xu Ziying's back felt cold for no reason, and he subconsciously touched the purse in his arms, feeling uneasy, turned around and wanted to go out.

But as soon as he turned around, he didn't see the road clearly, and accidentally bumped into the pillar behind him.

"Ouch!" Xu Ziying cried out in pain, stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, and when he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of a white light from the corner of his eye.

"what is that?"

Xu Ziying was puzzled. He stopped what he was doing, and slowly raised his head. What he saw was a round white spot on the top of his head. The white spot was white and bright, not big, but it was dazzlingly white.

Xu Ziying didn't understand it at first, but the more he read it, the more he understood it.

Feeling flustered, I finally looked around in horror, but I still couldn't see anything except the burning candles that couldn't be seen at the end.

Because, he found that the tower was empty, and the one on it was not a white spot, but the light protruding from the top of the tower.

He couldn't figure out why there was only one floor in such a tall tower. If it was just a simple sacrifice, why would it be so strange.

He was like a rabbit who strayed into the restricted area, rampaging in the cluttered swamp full of thorns, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and walked there as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

But Xu Ziying had just walked a few steps, when he suddenly stopped, a man was standing by the door at some point, he called out uncertainly: "Rong Feiyan?"

The man didn't answer, but slowly approached him. With the help of the weak candlelight, Xu Ziying didn't need to ask anymore. This man was not Rong Feiyan, but a man with a complexion as pale as white paper.

If someone is here, Xu Ziying should feel relieved, but whether it's because of the weird atmosphere in the tower, he feels that this man is also extremely weird.

The man approached with stiff steps, step by step as planned, dressed in black like a ghost, staring at Xu Ziying's face with a pair of empty eyes, for a long while, he tilted his head one by one and said.

"Big, man...?" The man's voice was hoarse and cracked, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Xu Ziying didn't know who this person was, but it was absolutely abnormal, he didn't hear clearly, and thought to himself that he must be annoying Rong Fei, right?

He couldn't stay here any longer, he clenched the sweat in his palms, pretended to be calm and said, "I didn't mean to come here, I'm going out now."

"go out?"

It seemed that the man took a long time to understand what he said. He stood still and slowly raised his hand, pointing his finger at Xu Ziying's back.

Xu Ziying looked in the direction he pointed, it was the road paved with candles, and there seemed to be something at the end of the road, waiting for him to move forward.

The man said: "My lord, go there."

Xu Ziying looked wary: "Where are you going?"

"go there......"

But no matter what Xu Ziying said, the man only opened his mouth to say this, and finally moved slowly in front of Xu Ziying, grabbing his shoulder firmly.

"My lord... let's go there."

The man seemed to be muttering to himself, or he was holding on to something. Xu Ziying felt that he was being restrained, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

He caught a glimpse of a knife in the man's waist, and stretched out his hand to draw it out. The man moved slowly and didn't respond, but continued to say the same thing, trying to pull Xu Ziying inside.

Xu Ziying held the handle of the knife and threatened, "Let go of your hand."

The man turned a deaf ear and remained unmoved.

But Xu Ziying was holding a knife for the first time. No matter how brave he was, he didn't mean to hurt someone if he could. He nervously clenched the knife and pointed at the man, and countless voices gradually rang out in his ears.

The voice came from all directions, and the ethereal echoed in the tower, pouring into his head like a tide.

It seems that countless voices are shouting: "My lord..."

"My lord, come back..."

"grown ups......"

Xu Ziying's eyebrows seemed to have been slashed, and he suddenly had a splitting headache. He took a deep breath, and suddenly a voice broke the deadlock.

"Yingying!"

The surrounding sounds disappeared immediately, only Rong Fei's tired call came from the door, Xu Ziying managed to regain his composure, and found that the man in front of him was looking down at something, Xu Ziying staggered and sat down on the ground when he saw it. on the ground.

Because the sharp long knife in his hand pierced the man's chest at this moment, it is impossible for the man to hit the knife point by himself, that can only be...

Xu Ziying held his head in his hands, and his mind was in a state of confusion. He didn't remember what he did, or how he stabbed someone all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to see something, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank sharply.

The fatally injured man didn't respond, he didn't care about the knife stuck in his body, he looked at Xu Ziying again expressionlessly, pointed to the direction of the candlelight paving the road again, and opened his lips and said, "Big..."

But before he could say anything, the man was kicked away by an external force, Rong Fei walked quickly from behind to support Xu Ziying, holding his flustered face and said.

"Are you okay, Yingying? Yingying? Are you scared?"

It was only then that Xu Ziying came to his senses, looking at Rong Fei with red eyes, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, and said in a trembling voice.

"That man, his wound...has no blood."

......

Afterwards Xu Ziying was brought out, Rong Fei only said that the man was a lunatic, afraid that he would come out and cause trouble, so he kept locked in the tower.

And that pagoda was built by Rong Fei because it was haunted by ghosts in the past, and it was said to be used for sacrifices.

There was no blood on the man, Rong Fei only said that he was wrong.

Xu Ziying didn't delve into it deeply, and didn't have time to think about it. He had nightmares for several days in a row, and he recovered after eating a few herbs prepared by Du Yi.

Rong Fei didn't let go of his business, only said that he would find someone to look after the goods, and when the merchant came to take the money, he didn't have to return the money from Xu Ziying, let him keep it for himself, and Rong Fei would compensate the merchant for the extra.

Since Xu Ziying recovered, he seemed to have become better.

He wasn't angry because Rong Fei hated him and didn't allow him to go out, but he still lived in the study, drawing and cooking, reading books or learning how to read, and he didn't have any objections.

Even Du Yi said: "Young Master Xu, why don't we go out for a walk, Lord Hou agrees."

Xu Ziying didn't care, and hummed, "Why should I listen to him?"

"Then..." Du Yi glanced at the tall figure standing at the corner, then paused and said, "Then why..."

Knowing what he was talking about, Xu Ziying looked at the half-painted painting, threw away the pen, sat on the armchair with a big thorn, and said.

"Can't I cultivate my body and mind?"