【Yanlu】Ghost

Wan'er's surname is Liu.

Like the deceased Miss Liu, she was also the daughter of Liu Yuanwai.

If there is any difference, it is the distinction between the concubine and the concubine.

The little ghost needs a living person as its host, and in return, it will bless the blood of its master.If you just randomly choose an irrelevant servant as a sacrifice, I am afraid that you will not be able to honor the lintel of the Liu family.The person who cast the spell knew this way well, so he chose Liu Wan'er who was a concubine as an offering.

In this way, if one day she inadvertently turned against her master, she would only pay the price for herself.Compared with the splendor and splendor of the entire Liu Mansion, the mere sacrifice of a daughter married to a maid is really insignificant.

Such a perfect and cost-effective matter, the only one who strongly opposed it was a woman who didn't know how to flatter her.

——Miss Liu Er's biological mother.

Which mother in the world is willing to use her own daughter as a living blood sacrifice?However, after she passed away from an inexplicable illness, no one dared to utter a word of disobedience.

Naturally, a wealthy family like the Liu family, who care about face, would never admit that their prosperity is based on such insidious means.Since then, Second Miss Liu has been imprisoned in a deep boudoir and has become a dark secret of the family.

When the signs of backlash first appeared, Liu Yuanwai also thought about asking an expert to exorcise the little ghost.

"Daddy said, bear with it for a while, and when the elder brother's official position is promoted to another level, he will definitely ask someone to do it..."

"At that time, Wan'er will be free. He said that he will find a good family for Wan'er, and marry her happily."

Having said that, it turned out that Mrs. Liu, who tried her best to facilitate this matter back then, helped Zhang Luo, moved Miss Liu from the side courtyard to live in the current forbidden area, and pasted the talisman papers invited from eminent monks all over the courtyard wall.

Yan Yu sneered, as expected of being a businessman, not greedy enough to swallow elephants, since she has done it, she will never let her daughter go without draining the last drop of value.This wishful thinking is too loud.

From this point of view, the death of Liu Yuanwai, who would have made such a decision, was not an injustice.If it is a normal situation, the host will definitely die after the backlash occurs, and if the next host cannot be found immediately, the imp will not be able to live alone.The Liu family can retreat completely.

It's just that this time the situation is obviously unusual, the backlash is like a stone thrown into a pool of water, the splashed ripples can't help but erode the owner, and continue to expand on her blood relatives.

is a curse.Yan Yu understood.

An innocent abandoned son, a sacrificed youth, and a mother who died inexplicably.When thrown alone in the darkness, the woman in front of her must have cursed the family that caused all this countless times.

The little ghost sensed the repressed hatred in the master's heart, and turned this into reality as the master's wish.However, when she was awake, Ms. Liu opened innocent and blank eyes, still ignorant of everything that happened outside the forbidden area.

"The Taoist priest came here a few days ago, and he said that there is a way to save Wan'er."

"As long as I can give birth to this... this..."

The woman's voice became hoarse again, and she explained intermittently,

"This monster...he guarantees that I can survive."

Daoist?

Immediately, Yan Yu's mind flashed the grey-robed Taoist's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"That night, I also heard a strange young man talking to him outside the wall—"

Before the words fell, the room was dark, and the hostility that appeared behind Yan Yu suddenly rose to a height of several feet, and the darkness filled the cramped room.

The black air seemed to lead to the underworld, and suddenly many mad souls emerged, turning into evil spirits, and rushed towards the only Taoist priest in the house who exuded the breath of a living person, vowing to tear him to pieces.

Yan Yu had been on guard for a long time, and without turning his head, the talisman paper that had been hidden in his sleeve popped out from his fingertips, turning into three bright flames, licking a corner of the shadow, and immediately dyed it into a skyrocketing flame, burning endless resentment Burn it clean.

"The next move, you will not be so lucky."

A cool smile came from the door.

"where is he?"

Ignoring the opponent's provocation, Yan Yu turned around and met the silhouette at the door.