As night falls, the sky is dotted with stars, and strong winds blow across the fields.
Xihe held a kerosene lamp and looked around the place where Buck died. Except for the crushed weeds stained with blood stains, he found nothing, and there were no signs of a fight.
She raised her eyes and looked at the castle standing on the hill: "Do you think it could be him?"
Climbing to the hill and standing in front of the castle, Xihe looked at the dark castle door. There was nothing but the sound of wind in her ears. She raised her steps -
"That breath is gone."
"What?"
Xihe paused and frowned: "What do you mean?"
Gouzi jumped out of the space, stood at her feet and sniffed back and forth at the castle: "It was that day that made me feel that the threatening atmosphere no longer existed. Now it is empty."
Xihe was dumbfounded and looked at the castle blankly.
"You mean, I'm late?"
Gouzi nodded: "Yes."
Xihe: "..."
She stepped into the castle and said, "Come here, let's go in and have a look."
The dark castle was quiet and decayed. Xihe walked around with a lamp and found nothing. He was speechless. He would have taken the opportunity to walk around if he had known that day.
She was about to leave when she suddenly saw a dark staircase leading underground.
Xihe paused for a moment, holding the lamp in one hand and her skirt in the other, carefully stepping on the dusty stairs. The dust on the stairs creaked and fell down.
Click, the shoes hit the solid ground.
Xihe raised his head, surprise flashed in his eyes. There was a coffin in the center of the room.
Different from the basement covered with spider webs, the coffin in the center is gorgeous and huge. The black and red lacquered wood coffin has a rich and heavy texture. The walls of the coffin are carved with exquisite and complicated patterns, which are worth a lot of money at a glance.
Xihe looked around, walked up, put the lamp on the table, and walked to the coffin.
Gouzi came up excitedly: "Do you think there will be anything good in it?"
She put her hand on the coffin lid and pushed it hard, wow——
It was empty inside.
Gouzi let out a disappointed sound: "It turns out he is a poor man!"
But Xihe felt that it smelled so good, and the attraction from her soul made her crawl in uncontrollably. The dog was so scared that the dog quickly bit her skirt: "What are you doing?"
"It smells so good, it smells so good!"
Kick the dog away.
Xihechi slipped in and carefully picked up a cup on the pillow.
She closed her eyes and smelled it obsessively, then raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, flowing from her throat into her limbs.
The dog happened to raise its head:! ! !
"What did you eat? Spit it out, quickly!"
Oh my god, can I eat whatever I want outside? This fool!
It rushed forward and pulled Xihe's mouth hard, but Xihe was like a drunken man. He laughed and fell drunk in the coffin. He lay on it and closed his eyes, yawning a little: "I'm so sleepy." ,I slept."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep the next second.
Gouzi: "..."
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Xihe slept refreshed and felt like his soul had been sublimated.
"Are you okay? Is there anything wrong with your body?" Gouzi asked anxiously.
Xihe felt it subconsciously. His body was light, as if he had endless strength. He touched the coffin with his hand and broke off a large piece.
Xihe:! ! !
Gouzi instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that cup of blood is a good thing, it makes you stronger."
I couldn't help but glance at Xihe. This guy is really lucky. He got such a good opportunity just by walking around.
Xihe was overjoyed and quickly pushed aside his bangs to reveal his forehead: "Is the mark still there?"
"exist."
Xihe's face fell instantly.
But her mood quickly improved and her strength became stronger. If she met the guy who marked her, she would kill him directly!
Xihe walked around the castle again and found nothing, so she had no choice but to go back home. This time she was pleasantly surprised to find that her speed was much faster, and she was not even afraid of the sun anymore.
She licked her lips, it would be great if she could have a bowl of sea~
Back at the manor, the slaves greeted her one after another, and the housekeeper hurried towards her, reporting everything in the manor while holding a big black umbrella above her head.
Xihe listened and nodded, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a young man standing next to the cotton field.
Wearing a white top and black riding trousers, he has a tall and strong figure, a high nose, a handsome side face that is as perfect as a sculpture, and a head of curly chestnut hair that looks good in the sun.
Feeling her gaze, he turned around to look at her. His handsome face was like that of a god.
Seeing her, the man's dark blue eyes were startled, then he smiled, put his hand on his chest, bowed his head slightly and saluted.
Xihe frowned: "Who is he?"
The old housekeeper also saw the man and quickly explained with a smile: "My young master, Mr. Ireland is a bard who has been traveling around the world. He happened to pass by our manor last night and asked to stay overnight."
"Do you want him to come over?"
Xihe shook his head, looked at it and looked away: "No need." Then he said, "The cotton is already mature. Don't rush to buy seeds after picking. I will decide what to plant."
The old housekeeper opened his mouth wide: "Huh?"
Xihe has already walked into the house quickly.
As soon as she returned to the room, she couldn't wait to take off her clothes. Sure enough, there were only slight burn marks on her body, not as much as the initial bruises.
She couldn't help showing joy on her face: "Come here! Bring some bread!"
Now that I’m not afraid of the sun, what about my sense of smell and taste? She has been drinking sheep blood since she came into this world, almost to the point of vomiting.
But she was disappointed. Bread still tasted like wax to her.
She vomited it all in one gulp and waved her hands vigorously: "Take it out, take it out!"
Xihe was lying on the bed with a look of despair. Alas, what's the point of living these days? Suddenly, she slapped her head, rolled out of bed, and ran downstairs.
"Brando!"
"little Master."
The old butler who was always waiting appeared in time: "Are you looking for me?"
Xihe: "How are my uncles? Have they decided to move back in together? Have you taken my apology with me?"
When she asked the housekeeper to deliver the money, she asked him to ask the original owner's uncles if they wanted to move back. After all, the original owner was sorry for them, and the exploited slaves.
Slaves were used to being oppressed, and they were satisfied as long as they were fed and clothed.
But the uncle of the original owner is not necessarily the same. He has to satisfy their material life and also care about their spiritual world.
The old housekeeper smiled and said: "I brought your apology. Your uncle Suzani and the others were very excited and said they would move it back as soon as they finished packing."
Xihe smiled: "Then let them hurry up and don't miss the next planting season."
The smile on the old housekeeper's face froze, little master, what does this mean? Did she want Mr. Suzani to work like a slave? Ah this...
