My game even includes ancient times

The patriarch of the Li family was a wealthy man in his fifties. The night wind was chilly, and he wore a crimson velvet cloak. He stood on the steps in front of the main house, looking at the dozen or so wives, concubines, children, and their servants who had rushed over upon hearing the news with displeasure.

The lamps hanging on the veranda and under the eaves were all lit, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.

In the center of the courtyard facing Master Li, two servants were forced to kneel on the ground, sobbing softly.

Young Master Li glanced at his father, who showed no intention of speaking, and stepped forward, demanding, "You two broke into the backyard in the middle of the night, making a racket and disturbing Father. Do you know your crime?!"

The two servants had sobered up considerably by now, and upon hearing this, they immediately began to kowtow. One of them pleaded between kowtows, "Young Master, spare us! Master, we didn't mean to offend you! It's...it's a ghost ahead..."

The other one, his voice trembling with tears, said, "We dare not deceive you, sir, madam, and young masters. There is a zombie ahead! It has already frightened many of our brothers to the point of fainting. We have come to inform you, sir! Please investigate thoroughly, sir!"

"Nonsense!"

Young Master Li stepped forward and kicked one of the servants to the ground, pointing at him and cursing, "Even if you're going to make up an excuse, at least make one believable! There are no ghosts or monsters in this world! I think you don't want to live anymore! Hurry up and tell the truth!"

He then went to kick another one.

At this moment, Master Li spoke up: "Ren'er, watch your manners. Don't rush up and hit people all the time. What are those servants for? Don't embarrass the Li family."

Young Master Li quickly bowed to his father and said respectfully, "Yes, Father is right. Ren'er will definitely pay more attention in the future."

Madam Li looked at Young Master Li with a smile, her eyes filled with pride.

The young masters and ladies around them exchanged glances.

Just as the group was lost in their own thoughts, a commotion came from the main gate.

Everyone looked up.

A dark shadow slowly emerged in the dim candlelight. It swayed as it walked into the courtyard, dragging behind it the disheveled and nearly unconscious Steward Zhang.

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Someone let out the first scream, and this scream seemed to be a signal, and the whole yard was immediately thrown into chaos.

In the chaos, Mr. Li's youngest daughter was knocked to the ground by the running crowd and started crying loudly.

Master Li, his hands trembling, steadied himself against a nearby pillar and shouted in a raised voice, "Don't run around! Don't panic! Don't panic!"

He usually commanded great respect, and when he shouted like that, the crowd gradually quieted down, crowding together and trying to hide away from that terrifying figure.

The dark figure, resembling a demon, continued to advance step by step in the distance. Master Li forced himself to remain calm and ordered the servants around him, "Grab long sticks and stop it! Anyone who dares to retreat a single step will die!"

The servants had no choice but to obey orders, suppressing their fear, and tentatively stepped forward with long sticks to block the dark figure.

Seeing that the dark figure had stopped moving, Master Li's expression relaxed slightly. He looked around and prepared to call his eldest son over to discuss how to deal with the situation.

After looking around and not finding him, Master Li frowned slightly: "Ren'er?"

After a long silence, no one answered, and the group looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, a servant pointed tremblingly to the room behind Master Li and whispered, "Just now, the eldest young master went inside..."

Master Li was taken aback, and said somewhat displeasedly to the servants, "Go in and call him out."

With an enemy at hand, this old man didn't hide, and even the other women didn't take refuge inside. But this kid took advantage of the chaos and escaped into the house. Really...

He didn't want to think about it anymore and gave a cold snort.

When Young Master Li reappeared, he was pale and listless, barely able to stand, and had to be helped out by two servants. He was a far cry from his previous high-spirited appearance.

Master Li looked at him with displeasure: "Ren'er, what's wrong with you? Just a mere..."

He had barely finished speaking when the quiet, dark figure in the courtyard suddenly became agitated. It flung aside the long sticks that were holding it down, its dark mouth wide open, and lunged towards Young Master Li.

The crowd erupted into chaos again. Master Li took a step back and shouted, "Stop it!"

Without uttering a sound, Young Master Li rolled his eyes and tried to slide to the ground. The two servants couldn't hold him back, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. His clothes between his legs gradually became wet, because he had actually wet himself in fear.

At this moment, Master Li no longer cared about disciplining his son's manners. As the dark figure rushed closer, he recognized its identity.

Master Li trembled slightly. He pointed at the dark figure, his eyes slowly widening: "Yu Xing? You are Yu Xing?!"

Li Yuxing naturally could no longer answer his question. Her pupils were wide open, her eyes were covered in mud and looked terrifying. Her expression was ferocious as she stared at Young Master Li.

Following its "gaze," Master Li looked at the unconscious Young Master Li, and a somewhat unbelievable guess gradually surfaced in his mind.

At this moment, Li Yuxing broke free from the long sticks blocking his way again, and surprisingly changed direction, lunging towards Master Li!

Master Li was shocked and retreated repeatedly, shouting, "Stop! Stop me! Yu Xing! I'm your father! Don't you recognize me?!"

Li Yuxing lunged at Master Li, less than half a zhang away, but was restrained again by the arriving servants, struggling restlessly.

The people who had been surrounding Master Li had now all retreated to a distance. Cold sweat beaded on Master Li's forehead. He pressed against the pillar beside him and, forcing himself to remain calm, ordered, "Go and wake up the eldest young master!"

When Young Master Li was woken up, he immediately saw the dead face so close to him. His heart stopped beating and he almost fainted again, but was immediately woken up by a slap from Master Li.

"Speak! What exactly happened!" Master Li glared at Young Master Li. "Don't try to lie to me, it won't work! If you dare to lie, we'll all die!"

Young Master Li looked around at the trembling crowd in a daze, feeling as if he were in a dream.

The fear he experienced in those brief two quarters of an hour tonight almost shattered his supposedly strong will.

"It was me, I killed him..."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd. Li Yuxing stopped struggling and turned her head to look in the direction of Young Master Li.

Seeing this, Master Li felt a slight sense of relief.

“A few days ago, I was painting in my study when he suddenly came in and said he wanted to practice calligraphy. I didn’t give up my spot, so he started talking rudely to me. I wanted to teach him a lesson, so I slapped him. He got angry and we started fighting. He accidentally hit his head on the corner of the table. I was scared, so I had the servant take him out and bury him that very night…”

When Master Li heard his eldest son confess the truth, he looked at Li Yuxing with anticipation. However, Li Yuxing struggled again, this time with unprecedented strength. It overturned the seven or eight servants who were half-pressing on it and pounced forward onto the eldest son of the Li family.