Chapter 11 The ghost in the deep house 11

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Xu Xuan leaned forward and approached her.

Xu Zhixi could only hear her heart pounding as she watched this clear and beautiful face getting closer and closer to her.

She completely held her breath.

Finally, her vision went dark, and a piece of cold softness fell on the corners of her eyes.

"Ma'am, you are so cute."

He chuckled suddenly, and the cold breath sprayed on her eyelashes, making them tingling. Xu Zhixi's eyelashes trembled, and her fingertips pinched the corner of his clothes tighter.

After shaking his head, the green will-o'-the-wisp made a few "puff" and "puff" sounds, and then went out instantly.

In an instant, the bright yellow candle burned again, illuminating the entire room.

Xu Zhixi was stunned. The cold breath still lingered on her forehead and eyebrows, but the stunning figure in red disappeared.

He murmured to himself: "No, why did you leave after taking advantage... But, kiss..."

The clue the copy gave her was the kiss.

It seemed like she had actually solved her clue by accident.



She lowered her head and her eyes fell on where Xu Xuan was just now. A bright, silver hairpin was left on the ground. He reached for it and looked at it carefully.

This silver hairpin is made with fine workmanship, and the head of the hairpin is engraved with hollow patterns, which looks very beautiful.

"Silver hairpin?"

Xu Zhixi immediately thought that the novice clue of Wu Biao and the others was the "Silver Hairpin". The equipment dropped by the ghost Xu Xuan, who played an important role in the dungeon, could not be an ordinary thing.

"Is this the silver hairpin they are looking for?"

Xu Zhixi wanted to put it on, but found that there was no place on her body to put the hairpin.

She had no choice but to take off the bridal crown from her forehead and put the hairpin into her bun.

She stood up holding the thing at hand, her knees were a little sore, she bent down and rubbed them, and suddenly realized that she was holding Xu Xuan's coffin.

She became curious about Xu Xuan's body in the coffin. He rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and slowly poked his head out.

There was no horrific scene in the coffin as Xu Zhixi imagined, no ferocious face, and no rotting corpse. On the contrary, it's extra-beautiful?

Xu Zhixi never thought that one day she would describe a corpse as beautiful.

Xu Xuan was lying in it, his face looked exactly like Li Gui's. But instead of wearing a bright red shirt, he was wearing a white shirt.

The pale and handsome face, the thin lips without any color, were as quiet and beautiful as a sleeping beauty, waiting for the prince to wake up.

He is a handsome young man walking out of an ink painting, a white lotus in the water vapor.

Completely opposite to Li Gui's dangerous and stunning temperament.

Xu Zhixi covered her beating heart.

Her heart was particularly busy today.

No wonder Xiao Cui is so obsessed with this Third Young Master Xu, if she...

She can't resist such a pure person.

In fact, she usually sees a lot of good-looking men. Why can't she control her heartbeat when she meets this Xu Xuan?

He always gave her a sense of familiarity, but there was really no such person in her memory.

Looking at the elegant gentleman in the coffin with pale lips, Xu Zhixi sighed regretfully.

How could such a person become the cruel and murderous drug addict that Mrs. Xu Er said?

He even became a terrifying ghost...

Xu Zhai's servants were too "caring".

In this room, there is also a bed prepared. The bright red bed curtain is embroidered with a pair of intertwined dragons and phoenixes in gold silk. The embroidery is exquisite, and there is a bit of ambiguity in the gorgeousness.

When the bed curtain was lifted, the mattress was covered with dates, peanuts, longan and lotus seeds, all in abundance.

This is a wedding bed.

But who kind person would prepare a wedding bed for a ghost bride and a ghost bride?

It would be nice if she wasn't killed by the evil ghost. Can she still have a bridal chamber with the evil ghost?

However, it seems that she has really "hooked up" with Li Gui now?

Thinking like this, she was inexplicably excited.

The fear of the ghosts during the day has completely dissipated.

She grabbed a handful of dried fruit, wrapped the rest in the top sheet, set it aside, and then got into bed herself.

"Get some sleep first and think about the rest in the morning."

Anyway, half of this bed belonged to her. Xu Zhixi lay very calmly. After eating some dried fruits, sleepiness came over her.

As for the groom, ghosts shouldn’t have to sleep...

After thinking about it, Xu Zhixi really fell asleep.

The next morning.

Xu Zhixi slowly woke up from her sleep.

She got up and got out of bed. The door of this room was still tightly closed. No one should have come in.

But yes, this is Li Gui's wedding room, no one is brave enough to come in directly.

That is to say, Xu Zhixi can sleep peacefully here.

She touched the silver hairpin left by Xu Xuan last night on her bun, and prepared to go directly to Gu Zi and the others. Although she minded that the previous people "abandoned" her, she really could not complete all the tasks alone.

The silver needle that killed Xiao Cui was given to her by Gu Zi.

She opened the door and saw a deserted courtyard in front of her.

It is surrounded by short trees and weeds have grown to half a person's height. No one has repaired it for a long time.

Walking along the corridor, you will see a familiar rockery and pond.

That was when Xu Zhixi passed by here.

Although the sky was still gray, it was at least a little brighter than at night, but the water in the pool was still black.

Not the kind of unclean black, but the kind of bottomless black, like an abyss inside, full of danger.

Xu Zhixi shook her head, without thinking any more, and continued walking forward when she met a maid carrying a plate.

When she saw Xu Zhixi, her expression suddenly became very frightened. The plate in her hand hit the ground with a crisp sound. She panicked and shouted: "Ghost!"

Xu Zhixi stretched out Erkan's hand, "No, I am a human being..."

She sighed and continued walking forward, and actually went directly to the original player's residence. There were many maids and servants surrounding the door of the room belonging to Wang Li and Wu Biao.

She patted a maid on the back. The maid turned around and saw her and froze instantly.

The others also saw her and immediately separated. They were all as frightened as the maid who ran away before.

"Ghost-ghost-ghost!"

"I'm not a ghost, I'm a human being."

Xu Zhixi shouted, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

Explanations were of no use, they had long since fled in fright.

No, am I that terrible?

But it’s not really their fault that they were afraid of fleeing.

Xu Zhixi was still wearing her wedding dress from last night. Her black hair was disheveled, with only a silver hairpin stuck in her bun. The lipstick and rouge she applied yesterday had long since fallen off, revealing her sickly and pale face.

At first glance, she does look like a female ghost.

The noise outside the house disturbed the people inside, and Xu Bai was the first to walk out. She was still wearing an exquisite pink dress, and when she saw Xu Zhixi, she looked stunned.

"You, how are you still alive-"

It was as if Xu Zhixi must die.

However... the chance of surviving a marriage with a ghost is very slim indeed.

Xu Zhixi deliberately smiled brightly, showing her white teeth, and tilted her head: "Yes, I am still alive."

Gu Zi came out last. When he saw Xu Zhixi who was intact, he didn't show too many other emotions.

"Miss Xu Bai, we still need to practice here. It is not suitable for outsiders to be present. Please leave first." It was obviously a gentle voice, but it had a meaning that could not be refused.

Xu Bai snorted coldly, glared at Xu Zhixi, waved his hands and strode away.

Gu Zi looked at Xu Zhixi again, "Come in first."

Xu Zhixi nodded and followed him into the house.

As soon as she entered the house, the strong smell of blood stimulated Xu Zhixi's sense of smell. Following the smell, she looked over and saw a large area of ​​dried reddish-brown spots on the ground, even slightly blackened in some places.

Among the blood spots was a person wearing a yellow monk's robe. His huge body was shriveled up because of the drained blood. Even his cheeks, which were originally full of flesh, were loose and sunken.

His skin color is blue and black, and his eyes are bulging.

It was exactly the same as the death of the bride before.

Xu Zhixi exclaimed: "Wu Biao?... He, he is dead?"

Gu Zi replied coldly: "Yes, he is dead." The silver-framed glasses blocked his eyebrows and made it difficult for people to see his eyes clearly.

Xu Zhixi turned to look at the others. Wang Li had a dark face, while Chen Zhe'an and Zhang Meng had frightened expressions.

At this moment, Wang Li pulled out a big knife, pointed the blade directly at Xu Zhixi, and said in a stern voice: "Tell me exactly what happened last night."