The ruins of the Zhang family are called Zhangyuan, which are built three miles west of the market. There was originally a hill, but it was sent by the Zhang family to build a manor.

Ten years ago, the Zhang family was destroyed by the Demon Cult overnight. After that, no one lived in Zhangyuan, and directly desolated the huge garden. There are two reasons why Zhangyuan was deserted: one is that too many people have died, and the inside must be unclean; the other is that the Demon Cult did not occupy Zhangyuan, so outsiders dare not take it for themselves.

Now Chuyang is just right, and the warm and soft morning light is spreading on Ji Liao's face, making him feel comfortable. After passing a stream, Zhang Yuan is in front, and then the surroundings suddenly become cold. Although Ji Liao cannot see it, he feels like a huge ice cellar ahead, which is endlessly exuding a cold and cold feeling.

There were weeds growing wildly under his feet. Ji Liao started to communicate with the grass and trees. What was strange was that it happened. Although the grass and trees here grew well, they gave Ji Liao a feeling of silence. The perception extended from the grass and trees roughly outlined the surrounding environment, but the picture in Ji Liao's mind was still blurred and dark, and the indifferent coldness, as his perception of the grass and trees finally reflected in his spirit, making his thoughts a little slow.

Ji Liao sighed and cut off the connection with the plants and trees. The strange feeling disappeared, but the coldness and coldness around him still existed. He stepped forward and pulled up the door knocker. The paint on the ring had already peeled off and was covered with rust. It should have been a long time since no one came. Ji Liao used some force to open the door, and the accumulated dust floated and fell. Ji Liao was like a gust of wind, entering the garden before the accumulated dust fell on his body.

The scene in the courtyard is different from Ji Liao's imagination. The long-desolate Zhang Garden has no spider webs, and no insects ring. There are no living things except plants and trees. There should be flowing water coming from outside the garden, but now the flowing water has long been silent.

It was so quiet that it was so quiet that even the slight noise became clear and audible.

If it were a normal person, if he entered here, he would probably have to escape from this strange manor in less than a quarter of an hour. Ji Liao was not afraid. He continued to walk forward, and suddenly his ankle was caught by one hand.

He looked down and saw that it was a pale hand, and there was only one hand, which was white and clean, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man's hand or a woman's hand.

The hand was very cold and tightly grasped. He felt a severe pain coming from his ankle. Ji Liao said calmly: "You keep going."

He could not see it, but suddenly he saw it again. Of course, it was clear that this was an illusion. The hallucination was a stimulation of the spirit, which would make people believe in the false. Just like there was a punishment, which was to tie the prisoner into a dark quiet room, and then deceive the prisoner into being cut off his wrist, put a dripping funnel next to him, imitating the sound of blood dripping, and the prisoner would really think that he had been cut off his wrist and eventually die.

Since Ji Liao knew it was fake, the feeling of being grabbed by his hands disappeared. The hand was still there, it loosened Ji Liao's ankle, floated in the air, and rushed towards Ji Liao's head.

This time it was really fast, and Ji Liao didn't react. But something strange happened. The hand actually transformed into Ji Liao's body, dissipated into a cold and yin energy, and finally disappeared in the meridians.

Ji Liao couldn't help but be stunned. The energy just now was very similar to the energy I felt from Gu Weirui last time, and it disappeared directly into his body in the same way.

Logically speaking, this kind of energy has a great harm to the human body, but it is obvious that it has a wonderful ability to absorb it directly.

A picture suddenly flashed in my mind. It was a night. Zhang Yuan was as quiet as now. Everyone seemed to be asleep. Only a light footstep sounded in the corridor, and then the sound of the room door being pushed open came out. Another slight "um" sound, and the picture was immediately broken.

In the quiet garden, there was a black cat in many places. It jumped on Ji Liao's shoulders, stuck out its tongue, and licked Ji Liao's chin. Ji Liao lifted it helplessly and wiped the cat's saliva with the other cuff. He said, "Why did you run over?"

The black cat made a "meow, meow, meow" sound, obviously dissatisfied with Ji Liao holding it.

Ji Liao picked it up, and suddenly he felt the coldness and coldness in the manor weakened a lot, as if it was because of this cat.

The black cat made another "yes" sound, broke free from Ji Liao's arms, and suddenly jumped into the grass in front.

Ji Liao's ears moved, as if he could hear an extremely miserable scream. However, the black cat came out of the grass, with its front paws fiddling with a ball of air.

It seemed that something invisible was caught by it. It seemed that it was interested, like playing with mice or sparrows, constantly slapping and having fun.

Ji Liao could feel the air that the black cat was playing with, emitting the same cold air as the hand just now, and this breath continued to weaken under the cat's playing with.

This should be a ghost, but when you meet this cat, you will be like seeing a natural enemy and have no ability to resist.

It was as if a bubble was pierced, and the cold air of the air completely disappeared.

Ji Liao suddenly thought that the coldness of the manor might have emanated from the ghosts, but many ghosts were scared away by the cat.

Those ghosts may be the resentment and obsession left by Zhang Yuan's people after their death. As they grow older, they will have their current scale.

The manor is very big, and the ghosts who were wandering here just now probably fled to other places.

Losing everything, the black cat was a little excited. When he walked to Ji Liao's feet, he actually played with Ji Liao's trouser legs, biting them with his mouth and claws.

Ji Liao squatted up helplessly and hugged the cat so that he would not let it cause trouble.

"Silent, or I'll throw it into the water for you." He suddenly remembered that many cats were afraid of water and didn't know if the cat was the same.

And it is so magical that it should be human and may understand what he says.

It seemed as if the cat really understood, and Ji Liao hugged it and shook it towards a ditch of stagnant water on the left. The black cat let out two "meows" and then calmed down.

Ji Liao finally got it done and began to walk into the manor.

There is still a lot of dust in the gate of the manor. After entering the hall, it is spotless, but it is not popular.

The cold air in the hall was heavier than outside, but Ji Liao held the black cat and was no longer harassed by ghosts before.

He thought that since Gu Weirui was driven by Miss Zhang's devotion, if he found Miss Zhang's boudoir, he might have discovered it unexpectedly. In this era, the place where women of wealthy families live is usually in the inner courtyard. Miss Zhang must be the most noble female member of Zhangyuan. Logically speaking, there must be independent small buildings.
Chapter completed!