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13 The epiphyllum blooms slightly, and the smell is unbearable

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Half an hour later, in the mansion on the mountainside.

In the courtyard was a cluster of epiphyllum that had yet to bloom. It was densely packed and looked magnificent.

There was such a scene before it bloomed, and there was also a charming fragrance that condensed and did not dissipate, making people feel relaxed and happy.

It was hard to imagine how gorgeous it would be when the flowers bloomed together.

Further in, they saw a luxurious mansion. Seven or eight mules were tied under the eaves, and boxes wrapped in oilcloth were placed around them. The house was brightly lit, and the sound of playing and shouting could be heard in the wind and rain.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Miss Zhu. This old man is extremely grateful. Today, this old man is thick-skinned and will use the wine of the main family to toast Miss.”

Second Uncle, who had always been steady, blushed. He held the exquisite jade cup with both hands and smiled at Miss Zhu, who was sitting in the main seat.

Obviously, this Miss Zhu was the owner of this house.

She was wearing a peony strapless palace dress, and Bai Yuxiang had a pink gauze cloak draped over her shoulders. Her appearance was even more beautiful. She leaned lazily on the cloud couch like a blooming peony.

Although the maids in the hall were all pretty and charming, they were nothing compared to Miss Zhu.

Miss Zhu's red lips were smiling, and her pair of big, soul-stirring eyes were staring straight at Second Uncle. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly into a seductive arc, and then she raised her wine glass and drank it in an extremely refreshing manner.

He drank it all in one gulp!

The wine flowed down his slender neck until it disappeared into a line of white.

Gulp!

Even the extravagant music and dance of the maids in the hall could not cover up the uniform gulping sounds.

Everyone seemed to have lost their souls as they stared blankly at the beautiful Miss Zhu, as if she was the most charming treasure in the world.

The atmosphere…gradually became strange…

No one could see that the epiphyllum in the courtyard was swaying in the wind. The petals trembled slightly, and the flower bud opened slightly. Countless tiny white threads floated out of it, swaying in the wind...

It was filled with…

Gradually.

The entire mansion seemed to be hidden in the clouds…

The aroma in the hall became stronger and stronger…

The thin white threads fell like snow, but no one noticed.

From the moment they entered the residence, everyone was no longer on guard!

Just now, Second Uncle and the rest's disrespectful voices had caused the maids to cover their mouths and chuckle. However, there was not a trace of anger on their faces because of the other party's discourtesy. It was as if…

It was as if he had seen this scene many times…

As for Second Uncle, who had traveled the martial world for many years, he seemed to have fallen into a demon's trap. He only stared at Miss Zhu in a daze. The caution he had in the past had long disappeared.

White lines like spider silk appeared in Chang Ri's shrewd eyes, as if a thin layer of cocoon had grown in his eyes. His face was even uglier, and even saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had completely fallen into this gentle land.

If even the most experienced Second Uncle was acting like this, one could imagine how the rest of them were.

Miss Zhu's mesmerizing eyes swept across everyone in the hall. Every time her gaze swept past someone, that person would be so excited that their faces would turn red.

A few young men with strong fighting spirit were even more shocked. Some water stains were reflected on the hem of their clothes, causing the beautiful maids around them to laugh.

The strange and beautiful atmosphere was so sweet that it was intoxicating. It kept scratching everyone's heart. When Miss Zhu's gaze returned to Second Uncle, the banquet that had been brewing for a long time finally began!

Miss Zhu stretched out her jade-like fingers and gently hooked them at Second Uncle.

"Me or the flowers in the courtyard, who is more beautiful?”

" Beautiful, they're all beautiful, they're all too beautiful…"

Listening to the crazy ravings, Miss Zhu's smile grew wider.

"Then are you willing to make us more beautiful?”

The group of fools had long lost their minds and only knew to nod their heads foolishly.

Miss Zhu giggled. That peony palace dress was really growing like a blooming peony!

In the blink of an eye!

The red color seemed to have dyed everything. The tiny white threads that wrapped around the mansion suddenly changed color, and their movements went from being gentle to being as swift as a snake.

Whoosh!

Everything in the hall turned into a wave formed by red threads, crazily drowning the group of fools who were still laughing foolishly.

Then, a strange sound drifted out.

There was a sinister laugh!

The pitter-patter sound of drinking soup!

And…

The sound of chewing flesh!

And,"Son! Son!" Noisy sounds rang out…

The sound of the wind and rain, the roar of the mule like a mad demon, finally shattered in the rainy night in the mountains...

……

It was a rainy night in the mountains…

About an hour later, the courtyard in the mountain returned to peace.

Outside the red door, there were more visitors.

Xu Xian led the restless horse into the wind and rain.

Cold water droplets kept dripping from his straw raincoat, but he was still as graceful as ever.

He sniffled and frowned slightly, but then he relaxed.

"It stinks. Looks like we've found the right place.”

His spiritual senses were sharp. With just a light sniff, he could smell blood, brain matter, internal organs, and some indescribable smells in the wind and rain.

Ordinary martial artists would only retreat far away when they encountered such a scene, but how could he retreat?

He had braved the rain and searched for a long time in the deep mountains to find this place. At this moment, he was already impatient.

There was no need to prepare anything at this moment. He directly raised his hand and pulled the beast head copper ring on the vermilion door.

He had never seen a ghost, but he was not afraid of ghosts. What he was afraid of was that there were not enough ghosts!

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