A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"What did you say?" Sikong Yan jumped up suddenly, walked out and opened the door.

Yu Zhuluwan and the others were covered in ointments, which smelled bad and made Sikong Yan cough.

Ling Qiao Qianyu and the others had no choice but to move away. "Sir, we have to take the medicine on time this morning at the beginning of the Mao hour. Guard Shi said they will bring it to us after they prepare it in the morning."

"But we kept waiting, and now it's almost noon. We thought that they might have forgotten because they were busy with work, so we went to boil the medicine ourselves and deliberately passed by their dormitory! But we found a person lying at the door." Lu Wanhongmeng cried.

Jiao Rao wiped her tears and continued, "We thought they were drunk and fell asleep at the door. So we ran over to turn them over. Unexpectedly, their eyes, mouths, noses, and ears were all filled with black blood. Wow... so scary!" The seven maids hugged each other. Yesterday, they all asked the doctor to boil medicine for their own treatment. Overnight, they were poisoned to death. And it was so evil that even gods and ghosts didn't know.

"Why is it so strange? He came to my place yesterday to deliver soup. Then I asked them to clean the house. Everyone went out to rest." Sikong Zha shouted to the sky: "Shui Qinglian——"

The maids were stunned. The young master had never been so masculine before! He seemed to have gained some weight and became more handsome.

Shui Qinglian ran over breathlessly with the medicine box in her hand, but she couldn't see clearly: "Why do you miss me so much? We just met last night, and you couldn't wait to get sick this morning."

The maids held Shui Qinglian and cried miserably, "No, Doctor Shui, Guard Shi and the others are all dead. All the guards in this mansion are dead. Who will protect our safety? Woo woo..."

"Ah?" Shui Qinglian dropped her medicine box. "How is this possible? They are all highly skilled in martial arts, how could they not even be able to protect themselves? I don't believe it! Because they even came to bring us midnight snacks yesterday."

"If you don't believe me, go and take a look! They died such a tragic death! It seems that there is an evil spirit in this mansion! An ominous person must have entered." Yu Zhu and her maids stared at Sizhe who had just walked out of the house yawning.

Sikong Yan glanced at them and said, "Perhaps, they have done too many bad things, and those people have turned into evil spirits to take their lives! How can I interfere in such a matter? I am in this state now, do you think my life is too long?" He thought it was a good thing for these guards to die! From then on, there was no more surveillance.

Maids, look at me, I look at you! Ling Qiao said: "For the sake of Guard Shi's diligent service to us yesterday! Let's report to the emperor!"

"Go quickly! Ask the emperor to send a few more people to take care of it. It's impossible for Qi Tian Xiao Han to be without guards!"

The maids glared at Sizhe fiercely and hurriedly walked out of Qi Tianxiaohan Mansion.

"Let's go take a look?" Sikong Yan also felt strange. How come they were all dead all of a sudden? Could this newly built mansion really have evil spirits?

Shui Qinglian nodded and walked in front.

"Brother Yan, wait for me!" Sizhe trotted after him.

The huge mansion was quiet this early morning, with only the crows in the trees calling, "Quack, quack..."

The little fox followed Sizhe obediently.

They came to the house where the soldiers lived together. Before they even entered the door, they could smell the turbid smell of alcohol. Shui Qinglian wrinkled her nose. "Oh no! It's Chuanchang Powder!"

Sikong Zhai covered his nose and walked over...gradually he saw the hideous faces of those people.

The bloody face was distorted and even more terrifying. Sizhe screamed: "Ah!!" Sikong Yan turned around and wanted to pick her up, but Sizhe rushed over and hugged him. His head just touched that place.

Sikong Yan forgot about the bad smell of the air. He took a breath and his face started to feel hot. That thing was stirring...

Shui Qinglian asked from behind him, "What's wrong, Sizhe?"

Sikong Yan quickly used his cloak to cover his thoughts: "No, nothing?"

"Nothing! Then why is he shouting?" Shui Qinglian took a step forward and wanted to look at Sizhe.

Sikong Yan quickly wrapped Si tightly with his cloak. "He, he was actually frightened. I'll just comfort him! Go and have a look to see if there are any clues!"

"Scared? Oh." Seeing Sikong Yan's face flushed: "Huh? Why is your face so red?"

Sikong Yan couldn't stand it any more. Why didn't this fake guy leave? Is he trying to suffocate me by asking all sorts of questions? "I'm scared. I'm fine. Go investigate!"

"Oh, are you really okay?" Shui Qinglian noticed that he was trying his best to endure it. She asked with concern, "Do you want me to take a look at you first?"

Sikong Yan got angry: "Are you done yet? I'm telling you, I'm fine, why don't you go quickly?"

When this bamboo branch is sick, it is like a sick cat that is limp and ready to die at any time. When it is angry, it is like a thunderbolt that can blow you up at any time with just a little fuse.

"Okay, okay, I'll be there right away! Call me if you need anything!" Shui Qinglian walked into the room.

Sikong Yan let out a long breath, quickly opened his cloak, and pulled Sizhe away. "If you had known you were scared, you wouldn't have come in! Let's go out and wait!"

"No! Brother Yan, I feel like there's a big bug crawling in your clothes! Hurry up and catch it!" When Sizhe put his head close to Sikong Yan, he felt like there was a big bug moving and crawling in his clothes.

Sikong Yan's face turned red all the way to his neck. "Shhhhh!" He tried his best to lower his voice and said to Sizhe, "Stop, stop, stop!" Then he looked around like a thief. He said to him in a very soft voice, "Don't tell anyone, this is a bug raised by my brother!"

Si Zhe was very curious that his brother actually had an insect on his body: "Brother, take it out and show it to me. What does this insect look like?"

Sikong Zhe was so ashamed that he couldn't even face his face. Oh my God, he wanted me to take it out and show it to him. Am I crazy?

"Don't you have it yourself? You can look at it secretly! But don't show it to others! Only I can see my bug! No one else can see it!" This was the only explanation Sikong Yan could give!

Si Zhe was very surprised, "I have bugs too?" He felt around his body but couldn't find any. "No?"

"Uh uh, you're too young. You can only have it when you grow up! Don't look for it! You can't tell anyone about this!"

Si Zhe nodded: "This is our secret, no one will tell it."

"What secret is it? You can't even tell me my secret?" Shui Qinglian walked out of the house.

Sikong Yan quickly changed the subject: "How about it? Do you have any clues?"

Shui Qinglian shook her head: "I didn't even find a single strand of spider silk!"

"That's strange! Is it really the work of an evil ghost?"

"How is this possible? If it was an evil ghost, how could we still be alive today?" Shui Qinglian immediately retorted.

"Let's go back! The air here is not good!"