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Not peaceful tonight.

The city in the distance was accompanied by the sound of explosions, and while there were continuous panic calls for help and cries, screams and curses echoed in the mountains and forests.

The bandits broke into the villa, killing people like melons, without even blinking, they chopped up the yard guards and gardeners who ran out into a ball of meat, and randomly threw them in the exquisite garden full of white roses. .

The half-curved moon hung high in the sky, watching what happened in the villa indifferently.

The pure white rose bushes that were dreamily beautiful under the bright moonlight were stained with blood, and the people who were killed by the bandits fell in the flowers, and the blood that flowed out soaked into the soil.

The bandits broke open the door of the villa with bloody smell and evil spirit all over their bodies.

Under the bright crystal chandelier, the spacious and luxuriously decorated living room flashed into the eyes of the bandits. After a brief surprise, they laughed ecstatically and touched those expensive hanging paintings with bloody hands.

They clamored excitedly that they wanted to use this place as their new village and redevelop their gang.While talking about how rich these valuable things are, they strode upstairs along the gold-plated railings, eager to see how many good things there are in the upstairs room.

However, the elderly woman who hurried out of the kitchen was like an old hen protecting the calf, she stretched out her arms to block the bandits, trying to stop their upward steps.

The boss grabbed the woman by the neck and threw her aside, but the woman got up in pain and rushed to the front of the boss again, the arms that hugged him were thrown away, and the legs that held him were kicked away again.

The woman suffered more and more injuries, but she still refused to give up and tried her best to hold back the head.

Through the eyes of the big boss, Yan Shixun clearly recognized that the woman was the nanny he saw in the kitchen.

Finally, the boss who didn't take this old and frail woman seriously got annoyed.Cursing and swearing, he grabbed the nurse's head with his big hands, grabbed her hair and dragged her up the stairs fiercely.

Then, the head of the house turned into the room at the corner of the second floor, and despite the nanny's desperate struggle and kicks, dragged her to the open window of the room, threw her on the window bier, and strangled her. neck to throw her out the window.

The pain of suffocation and the fear caused by the upper body hanging in the air made the nurse instinctively wave her arms to escape. During the struggle, her fingers kept scratching at the head and the balcony, and her fingertips were bloody.

Suddenly, the nurse whose upper body was hanging outside the window saw the face poking out from the window on the fourth floor.

The young lady who was brought up by the nanny looked panic-stricken, she looked at the nanny with tears in her eyes, and stretched out her hand desperately as if trying to catch the nanny.Her tears fell and hit the nanny's face, causing the nanny who had gradually exhausted her strength and started to give up struggling, to suddenly give birth to infinite strength.

'Run! '

The nanny who was choked and unable to make a sound grew her mouth. She could only make breath sounds and tried to remind her young lady with her mouth: "Leave me alone, run!"run! '

However, how can the strength of an aging woman beat the bandits who have killed countless people.

The big head impatiently picked up the two legs of the nurse and threw the nurse out of the window.

"boom!"

The wet nurse's body fell heavily on the garden ground, and was pierced by the garden's wrought-iron fence, blood flowing horizontally.

The young lady who watched the nanny's miserable situation on the fourth floor burst into tears, calling for the nanny who she regarded as her mother.

"Nurse——!!!"

The nanny's vision gradually blurred, she raised her hand, trying to help the young lady wipe away her tears.

However, her hand stretched halfway, and then it fell powerlessly, slipping into a pool of blood.

Miss... hurry up, run...

The head of the family snorted coldly: "I wanted to let you cook a meal, who asked you to mess with me!"

He only stretched out his head to confirm that the nanny would not interfere with his business anymore, and went to search for valuables in the villa again, not caring about the nanny's death.

The servants' struggles and screams were everywhere in the villa.

In the chaos, the corpses were hanging on the railing, dripping with blood. Their eyes were bulging and staring at the bandits, as if they wanted to engrave their appearance on their souls, and even ghosts wanted to seek revenge from them.

Unwilling, my heart...

Hate...

Hate...

The thick smell of blood covered the elegant sandalwood, the exquisite luxury of the past became a reminder, and the hidden golden house became a slaughterhouse of death.

The head of the family strode up to the fourth floor where the master room was located, and when he pushed open the carved door vigorously, a slender red figure rushed over quickly, holding the hairpin tightly in his hand, and rushed straight to the head of the house.

I didn't expect to meet the rebellious leader here, but he couldn't dodge in time, and the sharp hairpin was inserted into his arm on one side.

The head of the family gave a "hiss" in pain, and then slapped the man far away with his backhand.

It was only then that the head of the family saw clearly that the one who hurt him turned out to be a pampered and beautiful woman.

The woman burst into tears with fear, her slender body trembling uncontrollably.But her beautiful phoenix eyes were full of hatred and anger, she cursed the bandits angrily, and clamored to avenge the nanny and others.

She was wearing a white cheongsam embroidered with rose patterns, and the pearl necklace made her extraordinarily gorgeous. Even in the push and push just now, her coiled hair was scattered on her shoulders, she was embarrassed but did not damage her beauty.

Yan Shixun immediately recognized that she was the woman he had seen in the hallucination in Bai Shuang's room, the mistress of the villa, Xi Shuang.

But the head was annoyed by the woman's resistance, he walked over and grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her up roughly. He wanted to kill her directly to vent his anger, but he swept away the precious jewelry scattered on the dressing table next to him.

The head became greedy, and immediately asked the woman where the other jewels and valuables were.

The woman refused to let go, and scratched the head's neck with her sharp nails while struggling.

The master's patience was finally completely exhausted. He threw the woman on the dressing table, then pulled out the machete and raised it high. Under the woman's terrified eyes, it fell quickly.

"Pfft!"

The woman's severed head rolled from the dressing table to the carpet, blood spattered and smeared the entire dressing mirror.

This mirror, which once witnessed all the beauty and sorrow of a woman, witnessed the death of a woman on this night of the waning moon.

The head raised his hand and touched his scratched neck, and cursed a few words in displeasure. He felt ashamed and annoyed at being hurt by the woman, and immediately slashed at the woman's headless body, venting his anger. own anger.

Under the sharp machete, the woman's corpse was broken into several pieces, and the blood flowing out dyed the white cheongsam an extra bright red.

The big white roses were dyed into red roses, and they bloomed strangely. They seemed to come alive, blooming in a pool of blood.

The woman's beautiful head fell to the ground, and those dim phoenix eyes that had lost their light were stained with blood, like inorganic red glass beads.

She just stared straight at the big master cutting her to pieces with those blood-red eyes that couldn't be closed.

She also watched the head of the family rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for jewelry, turning the neat and delicate love nest between her and her lover into a chaotic and messy mess.

Dazed by the luster of the jewels, the head was completely absorbed, he didn't care about the corpse he threw aside, he just told the other bandits to gather the corpses in the villa and throw them out.

After all, he still wants to use this place as his own village, and lead his brothers to make a comeback.

The bandits killed all the people in the villa, then gathered the corpses hastily together, put the broken limbs and arms in big bags layer by layer, and threw them into the woodshed in the far corner of the garden.

The woman's head rolled out of the pocket and fell into the blood-red rose bushes.

Her bluish-white face was stiff, but there was deep-seated resentment and anger, and those red eyeballs stared blankly at the sky.

As if asking questions.

Before she could wait for her lover, her nanny fell to her death in front of her, and all the familiar faces in the villa turned into cold and mutilated corpses, and her body that had been chopped into pieces was stuffed indiscriminately. in a pocket.

——Why!

Why can murderers laugh in the villa, but they, who have done nothing wrong, are left dead in the mountains, unable to take revenge!

She hates it so much, she is not reconciled!

The moonlight quietly sprinkled down...

Yan Shixun could feel the strong resentment coming from the garden, but he was confined in the body of Zhou Shi, the leader, unable to move to the window to check the situation in the garden.

The bandits are piling up the jewels that they looted wantonly in the blood-splattered living room. They cheered and threw the blood-stained pearls and emeralds down one by one from upstairs, and they laughed strangely like carnival. Everyone's face was full of ecstasy, completely fascinated by the treasures and money.

At this point in the matter, Yan Shixun has fully understood that what he is in at this time is exactly the scene built by what actually happened in the villa a hundred years ago.

And he was stuffed into the body of the bandit leader Zhou Shi. He couldn't change what had happened, and he couldn't use Zhou Shi's body to do anything. He could only watch the old battle from the perspective of a bystander The massacre of the day was reenacted in the villa.

The bandits, whose bodies were still splattered with blood and minced meat, held up the wine they found in the wine cellar and cheered and drank to celebrate. There was laughter in the brightly lit villa.

It formed a stark contrast with the dead garden shrouded in pale moonlight outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yan Shixun frowned in disgust because of the ugliness of the bandits. With Zhou Shi's eyes, all the clues were connected together, and the cause and effect were clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

He has already confirmed the guess in his heart since he entered the ghost mountain villa.

Now that all the useful information has been obtained, Yan Shixun is not prepared to wrong himself any more, and continues to stay in this body entangled in evil causes.

——In his eyes, every bandit here is entwined with blood-red resentment, as if they have been marked.

If the bandits have done evil causes, they will suffer evil consequences.

Yan Shixun closed his eyes slightly, sinking all his attention into the deepest part of his consciousness, separating himself from the overlapping existence of bandit Zhou Shi.

Yan Shixun already knows that this is a fictional memory world, subject to the power of the memory builder, it is much more fragile than the normal world, if he directly uses the usual method, it is likely to make this fragile memory The world was directly broken.

And he still has some guesses that he wants to confirm with the phantom of this century-old villa, so he can only use a gentler way to leave the body of the bandit leader.

The crystal lamp in the living room flickered, and the whole villa shook slightly.

When Yan Shixun opened his eyes again, he was already at the door of the kitchen, watching the bandits celebrating in the living room from the perspective of a bystander.

But the strange thing was that there were bandits looking at the kitchen, and there were people walking around to get food and drinks from the kitchen, but no one could see Yan Shixun.

In the illusion at this moment, Yan Shixun is like a ghost existing in the villa, not perceived by the bandits who are "living people" at this time.

Yan Shixun looked at the bandits in the living room, he sneered contemptuously, and turned around to enter the kitchen.

From before, he wanted to know why the old housekeeper in the villa wanted to feed flesh and blood to everyone in the program group one after another. What are those flesh and blood?What is the purpose of the old housekeeper?

In the kitchen of the villa on the night of the incident a hundred years ago, he might find the answer.

However, when he just pushed open the kitchen door, he found that someone was already waiting for him inside.

It's nanny.

Not long ago, Yan Shixun had just seen in his old memories the miserable appearance of the nanny being thrown from the window by the bandit leader, covered in blood.

At this time, the elderly nanny was neatly dressed, and her silver-white hair was combed meticulously behind her head, and she didn't see the bloody mess just now.

The nanny stood in front of the stove, folded her hands in front of her body, and said to Yan Shixun, "Mr. is here."

Her smile is kind and peaceful, without any haze or resentment, just like an ordinary mother in the old days, with gentle eyes watching over her child, afraid that the child will be cold and ordered to add clothes, and prepare meals for fear that the child will be hungry.

Even more, desperate to protect children.

Yan Shixun didn't expect the nanny to appear here, he raised his eyebrows, let go of the doorknob, and closed the kitchen door, shutting out all the hustle and bustle in the living room.

In the suddenly quiet kitchen, only he and the nanny were left.

The firewood in the stove was burning red, and it was "crackling", and the hot water in the silver kettle next to it was wafting with curling heat, and the aroma of the food came from the stove, and the sweet soup stewed for the young lady was still in the pot. In the exquisite white porcelain cup, it looks like it will be taken away immediately.

The kitchen is warm and quiet, as if it has not experienced the suffering caused by the suddenly broken night a hundred years ago, and it is still the corner of the villa where people can feel at ease and relax.

However, Yan Shixun knew very well that even though the nanny looked alive, she had already died that night a hundred years ago.

She was thrown to death in front of the lady who regarded her as her mother.

"Mr. seems to have a lot of questions to ask me." When the nanny smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes also had a kind and warm smile: "I can answer all my questions for you, but please don't forget me previous request."

She spoke softly, but she was extremely firm: "Please save my young lady from endless resentment."

"Your miss, is your name Xishuang?" Yan Shixun confirmed to her.

The nanny nodded: "That's right, my miss, the most famous Cantonese opera actress in Binhai City a hundred years ago, the owner of this villa, Xishuang."

Yan Shixun recalled that Xi Shuang had created hallucinations twice, and what appeared in front of Ding Qian and Bai Shuang were hideous and hateful ghosts.

When the program team had just stepped over the dead locust tree lying on the road and entered the ghost mountain, he felt that the whole mountain was shrouded in dark resentment, as if trapped in a swamp, even the sky The color is also affected by it and becomes as dark as ink.

However, in the midst of such deep resentment from evil spirits, the nanny is like a blank piece of paper that doesn't belong here at all, being too clean.

In her body, except for a little mother's worry about the child, Yan Shixun could not find any resentment similar to that of the female ghost or the old housekeeper.

"What about you, don't you hate it?"

Seeing that the nanny had a cooperative attitude towards him, Yan Shixun directly asked his question: "The young lady you regarded as your own died here, and your uncle never showed his face again. The place you regard as home is wantonly occupied for yourself. Even yourself, you are suffering to death. Don't you resent at all?"

The nanny shook her head slowly, and she replied with a smile: "When I was young, the old people often said that the wicked will be judged by God. I believe it. Moreover, I believe that the husband will help me."

"But I know that I'm dead, and I should leave here. If you want to say the reason for staying here for a hundred years, it's just because of Miss."

She said worriedly: "Miss died too badly, and she has too many unjust things. Even if she killed those bandits and avenged all of us, the resentment and pain also trapped her here, and she couldn't help it." Leave. I was very worried about her, so I took the initiative to stay, and wanted to see her off for the last time and watch her reincarnate properly."

"When I saw that my husband was going to the fourth floor, I knew that my husband would be pulled into my memory, so I waited here early for my husband."

Just when Yan Shixun assumed the identity of the bandit leader, the nanny had been in the kitchen, calmly watching the reenactment of the old events of that night a hundred years ago, and then patiently waiting for Yan Shixun to come to the kitchen.

She knew that Yan Shixun would come.

The young man who borrowed her room a hundred years later is a powerful and intelligent person. After learning that the meals eaten by the strangers living in the villa are all prepared by her, she must be suspicious. What exactly is the original food and will come to the kitchen to find it.

Moreover, because Yan Shixun took the old housekeeper Zhou Shi into the army in the kitchen before, the nanny was able to take control of the kitchen, and because she often stayed in the kitchen when she was alive, she entered the memory world smoothly The kitchen, undisturbed by any force.

"To tell you the truth, even if I failed to go up to the fourth floor for a hundred years, Miss repeatedly refused my request and didn't want to see me." The nanny smiled bitterly: "But I know, Miss misunderstood this time. gentlemen."

From the nanny's narration, Yan Shixun knew why he borrowed the identity of the bandit leader when he first entered the world of this memory.

Many actions that are common in the normal world have a symbolic meaning here in this villa that has been consumed by two different and deep grievances.

For example, Yan Shixun discovered that the rooms on the left side of the villa are all made of white fabrics, and the female ghost did not kill the people living in the room on the left side.And the room on the right is all red, under the control of the old housekeeper and those monsters, but is resented by the female ghost.

For another example, the old housekeeper could only stand in front of the French windows in the living room, staring at the firewood house with hatred through the glass, but he couldn't get out of the villa or enter the garden.

The rose with a human face in the garden is afraid of the woodshed.

When Yan Shixun set foot on the fourth floor, he encountered fierce counterattacks from the female ghost, but he broke through the century-old barrier on the fourth floor with his own strength.

That barrier was made by the female ghost Xi Shuanghua as a prison, a cage that imprisoned her soul.

But also her fence of peace of mind.

She was always afraid of the man who would come up the stairs.

But Yan Shixun's actions hit the female ghost Xishuang's deepest fear and anger in a century, leaving her in a turmoil without reason. The current scene overlapped with the old memory. She regarded Yan Shixun as a The bandit who killed the nanny and later killed her took the initiative to attack, pulling Yan Shixun into the world constructed by memory.

Because the fourth floor is controlled by the female ghost Xishuang, Yan Shixun, who was mistaken by Xishuang for the bandit leader, appeared in the body of the bandit leader Zhou Shi and borrowed his identity to enter the memory world.

The nanny sees everything, but she is even more distressed that the young lady is trapped here, so she rushes to meet Mr. Yan, who she thinks can save the young lady, and everything she knows is unreserved She told Mr. Yan that she hoped that Miss could re-enter reincarnation after a hundred years.

Just after the nanny's last words fell, the lights in the whole villa suddenly dimmed, and the nanny's figure gradually disappeared.

The whole villa, together with those bandits reveling in the living room, fell into a deathly silence, and then all turned into stinky sludge, flooding towards Yan Shixun overwhelmingly.

Yan Shixun's fingers hanging by his side trembled, he suppressed his body's instinctive seal gesture, and let the darkness engulf him without any resistance.

——However, Yan Shixun didn't notice that at the moment when the darkness fell, a pair of blue and white eyes opened in the darkness.

Losing the vigor and flexibility that he had just been like a living person, the bandit leader Zhou Shi, who was originally standing in the living room with his back to the kitchen, toasted with all the bandits, turned around stiffly and slowly. In the collapsed darkness, he stared in the direction of the kitchen.

It seems that through the gradually collapsing space and walls, I can see the nurse and Yan Shixun in the kitchen.

As the nanny's soul gradually disappeared, the original fear in the eyes of the bandit leader faded away little by little.He opened his rancid mouth, and laughed slowly and stiffly...

When Yan Shixun heard the wind again, he slowly opened his eyes.

Then, he suddenly met a woman's face with her hands folded and her face down, her smile was uglier than her crying.

The field of vision is occupied by blood red and deep black.

The woman laughed maniacally and desperately, staring maliciously at him with a pair of blood-red eyes of venom.

Suddenly breaking away from the darkness and entering the light, people's vision will be dizzy for a moment, and they don't know where they are and whether they are real or not.

He would almost regard that woman as a ghost that pounced on him to claim his life.

However, Yan Shixun always stood calmly on the spot, not affected by the illusion brought by this light and shadow.

is painting.

Hanging in the corridor on the fourth floor, the painting that once appeared in An Nanyuan's live broadcast and caught Yan Shixun's attention.

He has returned from the fictional memory world to the villa with the female ghost Shishuang, and at some point he has stepped over the stairs and stood directly in the corridor on the fourth floor.

Sure enough, as he expected, as long as he didn't make any reaction, he would follow the resentment of the female ghost Xishuang back to the villa a hundred years later.

——The pure white nurse is the last point of support in the completely dark memory world.When she entrusted her wish to Yan Shixun, and her soul dissipated along with her obsession contentedly, the female ghost Jiangshuang, who is the builder of the memory world, obviously felt it too.

The rage made her actively tear up the memory world, desperately trying to catch the nurse who was gradually dissipating.

However it was too late.

"...to rescue all sentient beings, and to get away from going astray."

The spell that Yan Shixun had been chanting silently took effect.

"Go, go to the place where you should go, and don't miss the world anymore."

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes half covered the look in his eyes, making his usually reckless face reveal a trace of undetectable tenderness.

"You haven't done anything wrong. Even Yama Fengdu can't condemn you. Enter reincarnation, you will be reincarnated, in a wealthy family, and enjoy peace and joy for the rest of your life... Then, maybe by fate, you will meet her again meet."

"It will be another cool night in midsummer, but there will only be fireworks in the sky. In the crowd, you will grab her hand and call out her baby name again..."

The nanny has completely left the filthy villa and went to the place where she should have been a hundred years ago.

There has never been any resentment, and all that is left is a kind soul of reluctance and worry, which has shaken off the burden that has been fettered for a hundred years, and gradually dissipates with a smile.

Yan Shixun could see that outside the space where the villa was located, the nanny smiled softly and silently said to him with her mouth——

Thank you.

Mr. Yan, my child, please.

However, as if sensing the anger of the female ghost, all the portraits hanging in the corridor on the fourth floor kept hitting the wall violently, making "bang!", "bang!" sounds one after another.

In the painting, the face of a sad and weeping woman has also turned into an angry and ferocious ghost face, with a big mouth revealing the carrion and white bones underneath, as if screaming silently.

They slowly lifted the armor and stretched out of the screen, as if they wanted to crawl out of the frame and grab Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun stood calmly on the spot, neither panic nor fear.

His eyes fell on the closed door a few meters away, and he parted his light red lips: "Come out and say hello, Xishuang."

"Let's talk... When the machete hits your body until it curls, what are you thinking?"

As soon as Yan Shixun finished speaking, he heard a "bang!", and the carved door was slammed open from the inside.

A crimson figure quickly struck from inside, so fast that he couldn't see the opponent's appearance clearly, leaving only a crimson afterimage in the air.

"Damn, damn, damn!!!! Zhou-shi!"

The female ghost with long black hair roared in pain and rushed towards Yan Shixun.

"Give me back mine, nanny!!"

The sharp hairpin she held tightly in her hand pierced Yan Shixun's abdomen.

But Yan Shixun's slender palm grasped the hairpin, preventing it from getting an inch in.

Yan Shixun looked down at the crazy female ghost who had lost all reason, and sneered: "You want to kill me, but you don't even know my name. Zhou Shi? Don't use something that even ghosts hate." come to insult me."

"Remember it well, the name of the person you want to kill—"

He exerted force under his palm, so that no matter how hard the female ghost tried to break free, she was still fixed in place with the hairpin.

Yan Shixun's slender body was as tall and straight as an indestructible knife. He looked down at the female ghost who was full of resentment and evil karma, and slowly smiled wantonly: "I am Yan Shixun."

"However, since you have been dead for a hundred years, and even your body has rotted into ashes, you can save the introduction and pleasantries. And then..."

Yan Shixun's eyes flickered, and the palm of his hand suddenly grabbed the hairpin from the female ghost's hand.

The sharp edge of the golden rose on the hairpin cut Yan Shixun's palm, and the blood slowly snaked down along the lines of his skin, and when it landed on the ground, it was a corroded and scorched black hole, emitting a "sizzling" sound. The sound is frightening to hear.

The female ghost was also startled by the blood that flowed out, subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid the area where the blood dripped.

Even his sanity recovered a bit from a trance.

"Send you on the road directly, how about it." Yan Shixun tilted his head slightly at the female ghost who was staring at him, and the words he said directly hit the female ghost's Achilles' heel.

"It's you!"

Just recognized the female ghost with Yan Shixun's face, and was angered by his words: "I recognize you, but you have slandered my lover! So you are also with Zhou Shi?"

"Guys like you..."

Long black hair fluttered wildly in the air, and the fingertips of the female ghost's bluish-white fingers swelled, sharp as knives.

One after another "click" sound also came from every corner of the corridor.

The women in the hanging paintings, with ferocious faces turned into evil spirits, crawled out of the paintings, their long hair spread all over the ground, and crawled towards Yan Shixun with their bone claws desperately stretching out on the ground.

"Die, die, die!!"

The female ghost screamed resentfully, and rushed towards Yan Shixun.