The dark room was empty except for an altar table and a futon for people to worship.
The offering table was made of fine carved huanghuali, which was extremely valuable, but there were no tributes placed on it.
There was not even a candle in the house, and the surrounding windows were all tightly closed. The bright and spacious house seemed particularly empty and gloomy.
Behind the offering table, several curtains were hung from the beams, tightly covering the back of the offering table.
He is wearing a plain white thin jacket with blue hems, and the lower body is blue pants of the same color. It looks ordinary, but it is extremely clean.
This is the uniform uniform for the lower-class girls of the Sun family. Unlike those girls with higher status, who have red flowers and green willows and skirts that drag the floor, this lower-class girl does some rough work, and her first choice is naturally stain-resistant and convenient clothes.
Lingchu took the broom and swept around.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the remote courtyard in front of him. The vermilion door was locked with a brass ring as big as a fist.
There was silence all around, and no one seemed to be here at all.
This is where the evil spirit is strongest.
Lingchu swept the floor carefully and narrowed his eyes.
As he got closer, he could feel that this evil spirit made people feel extremely sticky and uncomfortable.
I'll watch it for two more days, explore the bottom, and then solve it quickly. I'm only halfway through the patrol area.
"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, come on, it's time to eat. If you don't go, there will only be leftovers."
Xiaocao is sweet-tongued and clever, and follows Qingrong in the sewing room. Her work is much easier on weekdays, and she has to go to Lingchu for dinner every day.
After putting down the broom, Lingchu smiled and followed Xiaocao to the big kitchen.
"I told you to ask Sister Qingrong to transfer it for you, but you didn't. You are not active every time you eat. Look at how thin you are. You have to sweep the floor every day. How can you not eat more." Xiao Caola Looking at Lingchu, who was not active at all in eating, he was talking nonchalantly, like a worried old mother.
Lingchu smiled helplessly. Even if she didn't eat, she wouldn't be hungry. What's more, the girl's food didn't taste that good even if she didn't have spiritual power.
Every time she managed to eat a few mouthfuls, wrapped in spiritual power, and turned directly into nothingness. Food without spiritual power did not taste good. To a monk, it was equivalent to useless things and a waste of spiritual power. Digestion.
After all, monks can live without grains and absorb food with spiritual power, so the reincarnation of grains for mortals has long ceased.
If you eat ordinary food with impurities and do not digest it with spiritual power, you have to be like a mortal. The reincarnation of grains is really troublesome.
Nowadays, Lingchu has to pretend to go to the toilet several times every day so as not to arouse others' suspicion.
After playing the role of a little maid for a few days, Lingchu felt that she was over her fresh energy and wanted to find out as soon as possible, then resolve the matter and continue to be her free monk.
Late at night, it's the time when everything is silent.
In the main courtyard of the Sun Mansion, the Master of the Sun family dismissed all the girls and women, and respectfully invited a handsome man in pink clothes to enter.
The handsome man in pink clothes glanced at Mr. Sun with a half-smile, waved his hands, and the bedroom door slammed shut.
Among the layers of curtains, a beautiful woman dressed in gauze was kneeling on a soft bed covered with brocade quilts, staring at the dim candlelight on the ground with trembling eyes.
Slightly cold fingers followed the woman's smooth cheek, all the way down, passing over the collarbone, and gently parted the tulle.
Feeling the trembling body of the beautiful woman under him, the handsome man showed a satisfied smile and breathed into the woman's ear, "Madam, have you missed me?"
The tent swayed slightly, and the shadows of lamps flickered on and off.
Listening to the wanton laughter in the house and the woman's low begging for mercy, the Sun family master who was guarding the door half-closed his eyes and said nothing.
Until more than half an hour later, the door creaked open, and the man in pink came out with his hands behind his back. He didn't even look at Mr. Sun, and only said, "Tomorrow, there will be new ones."
Hearing this, the master of the Sun family immediately showed joy in his eyebrows, "Thank you so much, Zhenjun."
The man in pink nodded with satisfaction, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared.
at the same time.
In the girl's room, Lingchu, who had closed his eyes to relax, suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of clear eyes that looked particularly bright in the night.
There is evil spirit.
The spiritual energy gushed out from the fingertips, and with a gentle rub of the two fingers, a pale pink pill turned into fine powder, and the spiritual energy rolled into the noses of the sleeping girls in the room.
Good Dream Pill, for monks, just brings good dreams. For mortals, in addition to having good dreams, it can also deepen sleep.
It's equivalent to being drugged.
The window opened silently, and a figure like smoke disappeared in the courtyard where the girl lived.
"Master, are you crazy? Then, where is the god? That is the beast! You actually agreed to him!"
As the lights turned on and off, a shrill female voice echoed in the yard.
There wasn't a servant around.
The face of the fat man wrapped in a brocade robe changed greatly. He covered the woman's mouth with his hand wearing a gold ring, and a fierce look flashed between his eyebrows. "Don't talk nonsense. Do you still want to die?"
The woman who had changed into a dark purple skirt pushed away the man's hand covering her mouth, "Life? Our daughter is not my life! That is our daughter, our only daughter, she is only fourteen years old, how can you If you can agree, how can you agree..."
The slightly fat man had a gloomy expression and said in a low voice, "If you don't do it, we will all die!"
The woman's legs weakened and she collapsed on the bed, her head lowered, her black hair covering her face. The candlelight illuminated half of her body, but the other half was plunged into boundless darkness.
"Death? After all, you are not doing it for the money! For the money, you even gave up your face, dignity, and family ties!"
The master of the Sun family lost his patience, took a few steps away, and said coldly, "I made money, but I spent it all on you in the end. The silks and satins you wear every day, the bird's nests and shark's fins you eat, everything depends on it." money!"
The woman's eyes widened, "I would rather eat chaffy vegetables and live in a thatched house than live in such a shameless life!"
"That's enough! In three days, the True Lord will come over. You..." Mr. Sun paused slightly, and finally closed his eyes tightly, "Teach Jiao'er well!"
Teach Jiaoer well?
Tears instantly filled the woman's beautiful eyes, "Are you saying this as a father?"
Mr. Sun looked away in embarrassment, "Needless to say, I have offended several true monarchs. Without money, how can Jiao'er be worthy of Jiao Jiao'er if she is not a young lady from the Sun family."
"Master, isn't it good for us to make money on our own? Isn't it good to live innocently? As long as we really care for Jiao'er, Jiao'er will be the Jiaojiao'er of our Sun family." Mrs. Sun pulled Mr. Sun's sleeves and said, He said while choking.
She can bear everything, but she is not willing to let the pearl in her hands get a little dust.
Master Sun waved away Mrs. Sun's hand, saying "be prepared", then turned around and left the house, heading to his concubine's room.
The dark purple skirt was scattered on the brocade quilt, and Mrs. Sun's beautiful eyebrows were inexplicably tinged with determination under the candlelight.
