Her heart sank, she contacted Ruan Mu and the others, and the first thing everyone discussed was naturally the change in offense and defense.

Finally, Ruan Mu said: "The soldiers come and the generals come and block the water and the soil."

There is no other way except this.

Wei Xi changed the topic indescribable words and said, "I have become a little Taoist priest. The key is this age... Emma, ​​it's been a long time since I saw such a young me."

Others: "…"

Ruan Mu said: "I am a... poor scholar, a scholar who sells himself to bury his mother. His mother's body is a bit strange, but it is not specific."

The corpse is not rotten and in a strange state.

Ding Xiangke was fine: "I am a servant, following a fourth-ranked young master. But I seem to be in a Taoist temple. I look at the arrangement of the room and live in a permanent residence."

Zheng Yingdong said: "I am also a Taoist priest, and I am in morning class now."

In general, everyone's age has shrunk.

Thinking of the name of this offense and defense, Yu Siyan only mentioned: "Zombies, die without being stiff, hold a breath."

Ruan Mu: "...His mother's appearance seemed to be in her breath."

Others: "…"

"You are so lucky," Zheng Yingdong laughed and asked again: "Does the zombies be controlled by Taoist priests?"

"Yes," Yu Siyan replied to Zheng Yingdong's words first, and then said to Ruan Mu: "You have to prepare glutinous rice and the boy urinate. As for other things, I don't know much about it."

She knew what was passed down by word of mouth. But more detailed, it was a professional.

Professionals Wei Xi and Zheng Yingdong Qiqi said: "We are now asking questions and not knowing each other."

They have the identity of a Taoist priest, but no memory. This time they can be sure that the identity they entered was forced into by the system. This ability is indeed against the will of heaven.

"Xiaoyan, you go out with the second lady today." As soon as he followed Xiaozhi and the others to the workplace, before he could take a break, he saw a maid with a more valuable bead flower on his head coming over and said arrogantly.

What Yu Siyan can say naturally should be.

However, Xiaosheng smiled and took out a sachet and stuffed it into the maid's hand. He said with a timid face: "Sister Hongyu, is the second lady going out? I just happened to go out to see my mother today. I wonder if I can go with me?"

Hongyu, who had collected the sachet, pinched the things inside. There were a lot of things. She was very satisfied, so she said, "Since that's the case, you can't act like our second lady when you go out. The second lady has to have dinner at Juxianglou at noon. One hour in the middle is enough for you to go back and forth."

"Thank you, Sister Hongyu," Xiaosheng followed Hongyu away.

Yu Siyan, who was still in the same place, was directly ignored.

Xiaozhi snorted coldly, Xiaocai was still like that, just burying her head and ignoring the others.

Yu Siyan sorted out books while thinking. NPC usually doesn't say some fearless words, and most of the things they said revealed the plot.

Could it be that there will be a situation in Juxianglou?

Yu Siyan, who was obviously unfree, told the other people about this speculation, and then calmly contacted Xiaozhi and said what he had just said.

Xiaozhi gave her a blank look, her hands were constantly alive, and her words were broken: "Although I don't like unrealistic people like Xiaosheng, I don't like you even more stupid people. All things you get can be taken away by others in a few words, and you will only be a bed-warming maid in your life."

Speaking of her life, her expression is very subtle, like mockery, or like fear. It is very complicated, but she quickly restrained.

Yu Siyan: "..." No, Xiao Sheng stuffed something. She was poor and had no idea what she could stuff.

She accepted the accusation and smiled shyly: "I see Xiao Sheng is absent-minded, maybe it's okay to go out."

Xiaozhi snorted coldly again: "Don't forget. Today is July 9th, and there will be seven more days, which will be ours..." She said that she was not easy. Seeing Yu Siyan still looking stupid, she said ashamed and annoyed: "You have to let someone explain it clearly before you know how good the opportunity you lost just now?"

"Um?"

It’s not that Yu Siyan is stupid. In fact, she can’t do anything without any beginning or end.

However, July 15th, seven days, just meet the maximum period of mission survival. Could it be that something big will happen on July 15th?

Also, seven days later, what will it be the maid?

Seeing that Xiaozhi was so angry that she stopped talking, Yu Siyan knew that she could not ask anything from her, so she smiled and went to find Xiaocai again.

Xiao Cai was even more taciturn, but the other party was the kind of taciturn that was indifferent to the salt.

Yu Siyan said thirsty and said everything he wanted to say, but only got Xiao Cai's words: "Are you finished?"

"I'm done," Yu Siyan was so kind that he heard Xiao Cai say, "Then go there." The expressions on her face all showed the coldness of 'you're very annoyed'.

After hitting a soft nail, Yu Siyan went to the corner.

Their job seems to be to stay in this study, clean and post books.

Seeing Xiaozhi and Xiaocai occupy a bookshelf, move all the books out one by one, and dry them outside. Yu Siyan follows the example and can also openly search for things in this study.

Soon, she saw a book spread out on the desk. Half of the book is classical Chinese, it is hard to guess, and half of it is ink painting. The painting is rather weird. A half-open coffin can't see what's inside, but a hand stretched out from the gap in the coffin. The hand was blue and white, slender, and long and pointed nails, which was blue and gray.

The base of the coffin is on a lotus platform.

The surface of the coffin had a grid line popped out by the ink bucket. It was just shown in the painting that at the bottom of the left side, a grid line was blurred. Looking at the trace, it seemed that someone had deliberately wiped it off.

Intuition told her that this painting might be a clue. Just as she was about to get closer and check it out, Xiaozhi's voice sounded outside: "Old Master Er."

Someone is here.

She quickly stepped aside and bowed her head to salute.

A pair of black boots passed by several people to the desk and directly swept away the spread book. Then, the second master said again when he left: "Before I come back, I will send that painting to Master Yong'an of Qingyuanguan. By the way, I told the fourth master that time is coming soon and what should be prepared is also ready."

Xiaocai took the initiative to respond.

The painting the second master pointed to was a painting hanging on the wall behind the desk.

In the painting, there is a lake arranged by gossip. At the center of the lake, there are pavilions on the first floor. There are two backs in the pavilions and terraces. One black and the other red, they should be men. As for anything else, they can't see it.

There is an inscription next to the painting.

——It is better to live and die than to part with each other

Once you part, you will never be separated by life and death. If you are contradictory, you will be inscribed together, and the semantics will be reduced. Thinking about it, I feel that ancient Chinese is strange, especially with this painting, there is not such a artistic conception.

Xiaozhi looked a little dazed. After watching Xiaocai holding Hua without saying a word, she became silent.
Chapter completed!