Xia Yi was shocked by the mud monster's words. He didn't expect that the mud monster actually confessed to him!

They are obviously an old couple!

After the surprise, there was deep joy.

He turned around and hugged the girl: "Say it again!"

The girl looked at Xia Yi, with a blush on her face, and repeated in a low voice: "I like you."

"Again."

"like you."

"I still want it."

"like you."

"continue."

"I hate you..."

"???"

Xia Yi was shocked by the mud monster.

Has porridge been used to replace your favorite usage in the Republic of China?

Or is it that the sludge monster is self-taught?

As expected of my sludge monster!

Xia Yi hugged the girl tighter and responded happily: "I like you too."

The blush on the girl's face became even thicker, and a stream of mud appeared from the shadow, wrapping her up.

"I haven't heard enough yet, tell me again!" Xia Yi hugged the mud monster and refused to let her go.

The mud monster refused to cooperate, squeezed Xia Yi's hand away with the mud, and slipped into the shadow, with only its head outside.

Xia Yi chased his head: "Speak quickly!"

A person and a brain were running in the corridor.

The crow on the ceiling saw all this and touched its chin.

That Niba, it seems like you said something off-key just now?

So that’s it, Crow understood.

The crow is always weird. He has seen this kind of thing a lot. This is the case with those who don't talk often after becoming weird.

The principle of weird vocalization is different from that of humans. After all, human skeletons and crows cannot speak.

It takes a lot of practice to master the correct pronunciation.

Crow wondered if he could use this to blackmail the sludge monster into letting him go.

But when you feel it, the possibility of being silenced is extremely high.

Just forget it and just pretend you don’t know.

The crow has lived for so many years, not only because it is flexible and flexible, but also because it is cautious for the crow.

"Stop running, I won't chase you!" Xia Yi's voice came from downstairs.

Crow looked toward the window and saw Xia Yi holding on to the tree, panting.

After resting for a while, Xia Yi calmed down.

He reflected: Why should I chase the sludge monster?

After chasing it so many times, you still don’t know that the sludge monster can run faster than you?

Sure enough, love makes people blind.

The mud monster poked its head out from the shadow of the tree under Xia Yi and wiped his sweat with mud.

Silt seems to have a self-cleaning function, and anything rubbed with it will be very clean.

However, Xia Yi felt strange, so she insisted on going to the river to take a bath.

He took the silt monster's hand: "Let's go..."

Xia Yi's expression froze, and he found an open space in front of him.

But there was clearly a forest before!

Xia Yi looked carefully at the ground and found traces of uprooted trees.

"Milt monster, there are enemies!" Xia Yi hurriedly shrank into the mud.

The sludge monster didn't answer.

She couldn't answer.

Only by sacrificing trees can she speak properly.

Xia Yi originally wanted to search around, but food is the most important thing for people. He hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and running all the way, his stomach growled loudly.

"Let's go and eat first, and then we'll find that enemy!" Xia Yi said to the silt monster.

The sludge monster sank into the shadows, and they arrived at the Hong family kitchen skillfully.

The kitchen is empty.

Um?

Where is my food?

Xia Yi was stunned for a second and remembered that the Hong family had been destroyed by him and all the servants had run away.

Now, there is only one old lady left in the Hong family, and it was the mud monster who let her go.

What a pity, such a big and nice house.

Xia Yi found the bread from the cabinet, took two bites of it, and then took the mud monster's hand and went upstairs together.

He is going to the study on the third floor to find two books to read.

Speaking of the study room, there is also an interesting place.

After comparison, Xia Yi found that the books in the study room on the first floor were much more boring than those in the study room on the third floor.

The person who tidied up the study deliberately divided it up and hid all the good books in the study on the third floor.

The study room is at the end of the corridor on the third floor. When passing the old lady's bedroom, Xia Yi found that the door was open.

He thought for a moment and opened the door.

He didn't want to spy on the old lady.

But I want to see the old lady openly.

He was curious as to what the old lady would do now that her servant was gone.

When you enter the door, the first thing you see is a large dark gold cabinet. Next to the cabinet is a wide window. Turn around in front of the window and you can see the bed in the bedroom.

The old lady was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly.

She was covered with a bright red quilt.

Xia Yi didn't expect that the old lady was still sleeping, but then she thought about it, sleeping is a normal thing for humans.

He walked toward the door to meet the sludge monster.

The sludge monster did not enter the room. Although she let the old lady go, she still had a grudge in her heart.

Xia Yi stepped out of the room with one foot, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Something is wrong.

He looked at the blazing sun outside the window, and then at the thick quilt on the old lady's body.

Who sleeps under a quilt on a hot day?

Coming to the bedside, Xia Yi picked up the crutches beside the bed and poked the old lady.

This is to prevent the old lady from ambushing him.

After poking for a minute, Xia Yi felt that there was no trap, so he stretched out his hand and put it in front of the old lady's nose.

The old lady had no breath.

She is already dead.

Xia Yi opened the quilt and saw that the old lady was wearing a red wedding dress.

What are you doing? Are you going to turn into a red-clothed ghost and come back for revenge?

Under the sleeve of the wedding dress, there is an envelope.

Xia Yi took out the envelope and opened it. Inside was a letter written with a brush.

sorry.
To be continued...