The weird Cui Mansion.

No one.

Except for Mr. Cui and Mr. Cui’s rooms, all the other rooms were flashing with a faint red light, which was strange and unpredictable.

The night wind blew, and the lanterns hanging outside were shaking left and right uncontrollably, and fallen leaves were flying around in the yard.

The whole Cui Mansion is extremely quiet!

It's like an old yard that has been abandoned for decades.

On the roof, Zhang Yuan frowned.

Where is the housekeeper?

It's gone.

The same is true for other servants.

Where did they go?

What are the three scarecrows I just killed?

Is it the demon clan? Or the evil spirit?

He fell into thinking.

Suddenly, I visualized Cihang's wise eyes again and looked at Cui's mansion.

All the green air I saw before disappeared, and only a little green air slowly overflowed from Mr. Cui's room.

"This is the green air on Mr. Cui."

His eyes flashed.

Suddenly I started to shuttle over the roof and soon arrived at Mr. Cui's roof.

He lifted the tiles and looked down.

The room was pitch black without any light.

In the corner, Mr. Cui knelt in front of a Buddha statue, muttering: "Don't come to me, Buddha bless me, I just want to be a good person."

Zhang Yuan visualized Cihang with wise eyes looking at him.

Sure enough, I saw that green air again.

His body was the same as before, half in black and white, and half in green.

so.

Is he a human or an evil spirit?

Do you want to kill with one knife?

Zhang Yuan frowned.

After a while, he suddenly took out the mask and put it on his face, then turned over and landed lightly in front of Mr. Cui's door.

Squeak!

The door slowly opened, and a long dark shadow projected.

Mr. Cui paused and soon bowed to the Buddha statue again, as if nothing had happened, muttering: "Give me aside, I don't know anything, we just want to be a good person."

"Give you aside? What are you afraid of? What's the use of worshiping it? Will it help you?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from behind.

Mr. Cui was stunned.

Not the butler's voice.

He showed doubts, slowly turned around and looked at the shadow in front of the door.

The shadow turned his back to the moonlight, blocking his eyes, his face was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

But it is certain that he is definitely not a housekeeper.

"Who are you?"

Mr. Cui said in a low voice.

The moonlight passed through the window and fell on his cheeks, flashing with uncertainty.

"Don't ask me who I am? Who are you?"

The husky voice continued to ask.

"The little old man is just an ordinary person."

Mr. Cui spoke.

"Ordinary people?"

A hoarse voice sneered and said, "It's not necessarily true that ordinary people can mingle with evil spirits?"

Mr. Cui narrowed his eyes and two cold lights burst out.

call!

The strong wind blew over, and his body suddenly rushed over, his fingers bent into claws, flashing black light, and directly grabbed the black shadow in front of him, almost to the extreme, making a hissing sound, and sealing the way out.

However, just as his five fingers were grabbed by the other party, the angle of his attack was very appropriate and the time was grasped directly, as if he had rushed over and grabbed the other party.

Mr. Cui's face changed, he stepped on his feet, suddenly retreated backwards, and his palm swung, and a seat suddenly flew out of the sky, filled with internal energy, and smashed towards the dark shadow in front of the door.

Bang!

The seat flew out of the yard and smashed firmly to the ground, shattering the floor in the yard.

The dark shadow in front of the door disappeared directly.

Mr. Cui's eyes changed.

Very fast, disappeared?

puff!

Suddenly, a severe pain came, causing him to snort, and his whole body floated up uncontrollably.

He was shocked and unbelievable.

The back of the neck is extremely painful.

A powerful big hand actually pinched the back of his neck firmly and lifted his body high. At the same time, a powerful true energy rushed out of his body instantly and controlled himself instantly.

Who is this?

"What are you going to do?"

Mr. Cui spoke in a panic.

"I want to know everything about your family."

A hoarse voice sounded behind him.

"Our family is a serious family, what are you going to do?"

Mr. Cui spoke.

"Are you still forcing me? Believe it or not, I will kill your son?"

The hoarse voice burst into laughter.

Of course, Zhang Yuan couldn't do this. Zhi said this, Purely scared the other party. He could guess from the conversation between Mr. Cui and the housekeeper. Mr. Cui cared about his son very much, so he had no choice but to not cooperate with him.

Sometimes, bad people will do things more smoothly than good people.

Mr. Cui's face changed, and he struggled violently in his eyes. He said, "Sir, I tell you the truth. My family is just cursed. There is nothing else strange about it. You must not hurt my son."

"Curded? What curse?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"My family has a mysterious curse for generations. Everyone lives forty-five years. I am forty-four years old this year, but I am as old as a person who has been buried in the soil. As for my son, he has no idea that this kind of curse in my family will start to attack when every tribe is twenty-six years old. Bloody footprints will appear when the attack occurs, which will last for three years. After three years, the bloody footprints will disappear and people will begin to age, just like I am now."

Mr. Cui said.

Zhang Yuan frowned.

And this kind of curse?

But is Mr. Cui’s words true or false?

He can't believe it easily.

"Master Cui, do you really think I dare not kill your son? Hehe, let me tell you the truth. I had killed three scarecrows at your doorstep. I saw with my own eyes that those things ran out of your house. How do you explain this?"

The voice behind him sneered in a gloomy sneer.

"What? Did you kill them?"

Mr. Cui was shocked.
To be continued...