He started as a shepherd and took on countless jobs.

A hideous scar appeared on the bodies of the group of ghost maids.

Slay the Dharma of Envy!

Pei Si unleashed a slash!

Click!

The group of ghost maids were cut in half!

The vermilion-lacquered bench is shattered!

next moment.

Pat-pat, pat-pat.

The water boiled over.

Hundreds of vermilion-lacquered benches spread across the first floor, clattering and bouncing up.

The ghostly maids looked on with venomous eyes, their gazes darting around as they searched for Pei Si's figure.

Pei Si: "..."

Are you kidding me?

"Even a thousand mountains cannot fill the sea of ​​my hatred."

"If the injustice is not cleared, may he be buried in the Yellow Springs; a thousand hatreds and ten thousand grievances will torment him."

A clear, ethereal voice came from upstairs.

Pei Si's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

That was a perfect coordination.

Long Bench Gui was in charge of control, while Xing Xiaoxiao was in charge of harvesting.

Pei Si saw it.

At the corner of the stairs stood a woman in theatrical costume, her face pale and cold, with a faint blue shadow around her eyes. She had a graceful figure and her hands were clasped in a delicate, orchid-like gesture.

"The needle is dense, the thread is long, but I cannot embroider it; my heart is filled with regret."

"I crossed the Golden Bridge, I crossed the Silver Bridge, but I couldn't cross the Bridge of Helplessness. A cold wind blows for three or five miles, returning me to my embroidered tower."

The costume is bizarre!

Pei Si squinted his eyes slightly.

The long bench seems to have a strange origin.

The costume is mysterious; it's unclear whether it's the real body.

"White Bones!" Pei Si summoned the White Bone Ghost.

The skeletal monster stretched out its hundred arms, and the blood-red eyes in its palms opened, emitting a gray-white light that suppressed the costumed monster.

Without pausing, the costumed figure moved swiftly, revealing a pair of embroidered shoes beneath the hem of the skirt, stepping into the ghostly realm of the skeleton ghost.

pat pat pat.

One after another, vermilion-lacquered benches invaded the ghostly realm of the White Bone Demon, forcibly controlling it there.

"If you ask where I am going, I will only leave behind a handful of ashes after I die~" The ghost in the theatrical costume spoke in a melodious voice. With a flick of his wrist, he picked up a three-foot-long green sword, and the cold blade first severed half of the white bone ghost's arm.

With the sword pressed against the skeleton's neck, the man in the theatrical costume chuckled, "It seems your master has been using you as a scout."

The white bones remain silent.

Pei Si stared at the embroidered shoes on the costumed character's feet.

Deceptive device.

The little red light should be able to fit.

next moment.

A red light suddenly filled the entire embroidered building!

It slammed down!

Without hesitation, Pei Si unleashed a slash at the costumed actor.

In the sudden attack, the costumed ghost was completely dismembered!

Pei Si turned his head and looked at the long bench.

Find the source and dissect it.

The red light illuminated all the vermilion benches, and Pei Si moved swiftly through them.

Inside the tea room, there was also a long, vermilion-lacquered bench.

There were no ghost maids on it.

Unusual.

Pei Si entered the subspace, and within his field of vision, two scars appeared on the bench.

Pei Si unleashed two consecutive slashes!

boom!

The vermilion-lacquered bench shattered instantly.

The bench is bizarre; it has been dismembered!

Pei Si left the subspace.

"I am now a visitor to the underworld, and can no longer bury my beautiful makeup before the mirror."

The ethereal opera singing rang out from upstairs once again.

Pei Si suddenly turned his head and met the gaze of the costumed ghost on the stairs.

Just around the corner, the figure in the theatrical costume reappeared.

The costume mystery is back!

It is slightly different from when we first met.

His face was pale and bluish, his lips were dark, and he looked lifeless.

The costume and makeup seemed to have changed.

The costumed character said, "Fellow Daoist, you truly have excellent skills. This slash from you has sent me to heaven."

"We have no grudge against each other, so why do you want to kill me?"

"Could you perhaps be a descendant of the Wang family?"

Pei Si: "Judging from your exceptional beauty, I intend to refine you into a magical weapon."

"Thank you." Xifugui smoothed his hair and thanked him earnestly.

Pei Si: "?"

So polite?

Hongdeng stood behind Pei Si, with his hands on Pei Si's shoulders.

"I heard this embroidered pavilion was lit on the day of your wedding. Why aren't you wearing your wedding dress, but a theatrical costume?" Pei Si asked, puzzled.

The costumes are strange, and it seems they can communicate with each other.

"I feel disgusted wearing that wedding dress."

"Why not wear the costume I loved to wear when I was alive?" The costume ghost glanced at the wedding dress on the red lantern, and a hint of resentment flashed across his face.

"Oh, young lady, you've had a hard life too," Pei Si remarked with a sigh.

"Perhaps, this is my fate," the costumed ghost sighed.

For countless years, no one except the Taoist priest before us has asked this question.

"Please sit down. If you'd like, I'd like to have a chat." Pei Si set out a complete set of tables and chairs, brewed tea, and laid out four or five plates of pastries.

To reassure the costume demon, Pei Si took the first bite of the peach blossom pastry.

"Oh." The costumed character nodded, stepped down, and sat down.

Red lanterns add tea.

The costumed character rested his chin on his hand, glanced at the pastries on the table, and then stopped looking.

Good taste.

Surprisingly, they even had her favorite Longjing tea pastry.

The costumed woman picked up a Longjing tea pastry, put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully. She smiled, smoothed her hair, and revealed a girlish demeanor.

Pei Si narrowed his eyes.

His temperament was indeed unpredictable, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes erratic.

Just a moment ago they were fighting and killing each other, but now they can sit down together to drink tea and eat snacks.

The costumed ghost kept moving his hands and ate half a plate of Longjing tea pastries. Realizing that he had probably eaten too much, he hurriedly took a sip of tea.

"Would you like to hear my story?" The costumed ghost looked up at Pei Si, her long, thick black eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I do," Pei Si said softly.

The costume is strange, but they don't covet it; they start by talking about their family of origin.

"My name is Xing Xiaoxiao. I was born into the Xing family and was pampered since childhood. My parents treated me like a precious jewel."

"My father built this embroidered tower for me. In this tower, I have everything I want."

"When I first moved into the embroidered room, I thought I was the happiest girl in the world."

"I am proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, needlework, and opera."

"It seems that all I'm missing in my life is a perfect husband."

"Until that day, I met my Mr. Right, Wang Yu."

"We fell in love at first sight, and all the formalities of marriage were prepared."

"I think I'm going to get married."

"The day before my wedding, my father appeared in the embroidery room."

At this point, the costume demon paused for a moment.

Pei Si felt the temperature around him drop a few degrees.

He said I was the most perfect girl in the world.

"He wants me to serve him for one night before I get married." The voice in the costume gradually lowered.

Pei Si: "?"

How could there be such a beast?

"I refused, and in the ensuing argument, I knocked over a candlestick, which ignited the bed curtains and started a fire."

"He sealed off the boudoir, and my maids and I were trapped inside."

"Burned alive."

"When I woke up again, this is what I looked like."

"I heard from the neighbors that my father said I was immoral and that Heaven had sent down lightning to burn me alive in the boudoir."

"When Wang Yu heard about this, he spread the word everywhere, saying that I had seduced him first."

"Master, I don't understand."

"How can someone who was all lovey-dovey just yesterday suddenly say such vicious things?"

The costume seemed to evoke a sense of unease, and he took a sip of tea.

Every cause has its effect.

No wonder the Xing and Wang families died suddenly on the way.

"I am in an unstable state and often have murderous urges, so I deliberately drive away my neighbors."

Pei Si: "How many years have you been here, young lady?"

"It has been a hundred years."

Would you like to go out for a walk?

The costume seemed to be moving, but then, after a moment's thought, it shook its head.

"It could cost lives."

Pei Si grinned and said, "I can control your instincts."

"Enter my altar, become a powerful general, and you'll find nowhere in the world you can't go!"

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