Although he already knew this information in the last cycle, after hearing what Chuntao said, Li Taiyuan still pretended to be dubious and looked at the two maids uncertainly: "Really? You are not lying to me.

Yeah."

"It's absolutely true." Chuntao quickly assured, while Huixiang beside her also nodded.

After asking the two maids several times, Li Taiyuan finally showed an expression of reluctant belief and murmured to himself: "It's strange. The marriage between the White House and the White House was originally intended to give birth to an heir for the saint. Now Bai Ruoyan is dead.

Now, Bai Muya is unable to fulfill the duties of a saint, so why should the Bai Mansion keep me here?"

"Uncle, actually you..."

Chuntao glanced at Li Taiyuan, her expression looked very tangled, as if she wanted to say something to him.

At this moment, an old cough came from the front.

Upon hearing this movement, Chuntao's face turned pale with fright.

She and Huixiang quickly stepped aside, lowered their heads and half-bowed their bodies, and saluted the old man in black robe who was walking slowly.

"Good morning, Aunt Su. You came to the North Courtyard this morning. What do you want?"

Yue Chanyi limped up to Li Taiyuan, leaning on a wooden stick.

She looked at Li Taiyuan with her only left eye, her eyes cold and sharp.

The old woman in front of her had a face full of wrinkles, and her whole body exuded a lifeless and cold feeling, as if she was not a living person, but a dehydrated mummy.

"Chuntao, what's going on?" Yue Chanyi turned her gaze aside.

When she heard the other party calling her, Chuntao trembled violently.

Seeing that the two little maids were very afraid of Yue Chanyi, before Chuntao could speak, Li Taiyuan said first, "That's right, since the ceremony has been held, Ruoyan and I are nominally husband and wife. I heard from Chuntao,

Tomorrow morning the clan leader will order people to bury her in the back mountain. Before that, I want to come and pay homage to her."

"It seems...you already know the rules of the White House."

Yue Chanyi glanced at the maid who was huddled behind Li Taiyuan, and there was a coldness in her tone: "After knowing about the saint, aren't you afraid?"

"It's okay. Living in Yuhe Village, I have heard countless strange things since I was a child. There are many things in this world that we don't know, but I was lucky enough to come into contact with them this time."

Li Taiyuan said calmly: "To be honest, I came to the North Campus today for other purposes. I want to see the clan leader and ask what you plan to do with me next."

"What if we plan to bury you with us?" Yue Chanyi rubbed the wooden stick in her hand and spoke casually.

"No. If you really want to kill me, you could have sealed the coffin last night, so why go to all the trouble of sending two maids to serve me. It must be useful for you to keep me alive now." Li Taiyuan did not.

Being frightened by the other person.

Li Taiyuan was not worried that his move would betray Chuntao. He knew very well that the things Chuntao said were all instructed by Yue Chanyi.

Otherwise, no matter how stupid Chuntao is, she would not be so heartless as to ignore that mysterious power and tell an outsider the secret of the White House.

"Yes, he is bold and careful, and his brain is quite quick. It seems that he did not choose the wrong person this time." Yue Chanyi suddenly laughed.

She seemed to be very satisfied with Li Taiyuan's performance and let him into the North Courtyard without asking the clan leader's permission.

As ordinary servants, Chuntao and Huixiang could not follow Li Taiyuan in.

"You don't need to stay here anymore, go back first. By the way, Chuntao. Remember to tell the chef that the weather is too hot and I have no appetite. Make lunch according to the requirements I told you, and don't want it to be fishy or greasy."

Li Taiyuan paused and continued to add: "Also, I want to try the osmanthus cheese and sour plum drink in Tianshui Lane you mentioned. Could you please go out with Huixiang to run an errand for me."

As if thinking of their tragic fate before, Li Taiyuan always felt that it was safer to keep the two girls away from the North Campus.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Yue Chanyi and said with a smile: "Butler Yue, this should be no problem, right?"

"Of course. Since you have paid homage to the eldest lady, you are the master of the White House from now on. Chuntao and Huixiang are yours and are at your disposal."

Yue Chanyi responded to the other party's words with a straight look.

"Okay, then you go ahead."

Li Taiyuan waved his hand. Before entering the north courtyard, he used the excuse he had prepared in advance to send the two people away openly and openly in front of Yue Chanyi.

The two maids have never left the mansion since they came to the Bai family. Now that they heard that they could leave the mansion, Chuntao and Huixiang looked happy and excitedly saluted Li Taiyuan.

Watching the two figures gradually go away, Li Taiyuan stretched out his hand and said to Yue Chanyi: "Please lead the way."

Following Yue Chanyi into the tall gatehouse with gray tiles and white walls, Li Taiyuan realized that he had underestimated Bai Mansion.

The area of ​​the entire north courtyard is larger than the previous three courtyards combined: there are five hanging flower gate towers and hand-curved verandahs on all sides. The courtyard is connected by corridors and decorated with rocks. The courtyard is filled with green willows and locust trees, which almost block out the sun.

There's not much sunlight to be seen.

Along the way, you can see rockery stone carvings in the shape of spiritual snakes everywhere, and the surrounding pillars are also engraved with snake-shaped patterns.

When he arrived at the North Courtyard, Li Taiyuan felt a chill running from his feet to his head. This place was completely built according to the layout of a Yin House.

Although the courtyard is full of flowers and plants, there are no mosquitoes, birds or beasts to be seen.

In addition, towering ancient trees surround the eaves, and there is no sunlight in the courtyard. It is extremely cold all day long, and the silence reveals an air of death.

Li Taiyuan really couldn't imagine how there could be living people living in such a place for a long time.

Yue Chanyi led him straight forward along the verandah, and finally stopped in front of a black building with gray-white tile walls.

"The eldest lady's body is lying in the mourning hall, and is currently being guarded by six town girls."

Yue Chanyi opened the door and said to Li Taiyuan: "Uncle, please help yourself. After paying homage to the eldest lady, just walk along the verandah to the front hall. I will go and inform the clan leader."

"Okay, please." Li Taiyuan thanked her and entered the mourning hall alone.

The room was dimly lit, with a few oil lamps burning in the corners. Right in front of the hall stood a huge statue of a god with a human body and a snake's tail.

Yue Chanyi had reminded him before that the statue was called Zhuyin, and it was said to be the ancestor of the Wu clan and the patron saint of the Bai family for generations.

It has to be said that the craftsmanship of the Bai family is truly extraordinary: although the Zhuyin statue has eyes carved on it, there are no pupils.

Viewed from the front, it looks like a motionless, dead creature. Its marble skin, as white as jade, shines almost like human skin under the light of an oil lamp; even the densely packed scales on the snake's tail are very textured.

After entering the mourning hall, a deep and mysterious atmosphere suddenly enveloped Li Taiyuan.

In the darkness, he always felt a little hairy in his heart, as if he was being watched by something.

Li Taiyuan turned around and felt that the pupilless candle had been staring at him.

He shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind and continued to move forward.

The room was filled with incense, but in addition, there seemed to be some fishy and sweet smell mixed with it.

Beside a huge black coffin, six young girls wearing loose black robes were sitting in a pious position.

Those girls looked to be in their early twenties, in their prime of youth.

However, the town girls in front of them gave people the impression of sluggish old people. They either held bone flutes, or played pottery horns or pottery xuns, murmuring words, meditating calmly, and seemed to be praying attentively.

Taking a closer look, Li Taiyuan discovered that the exposed skin of the six girls was densely tattooed with black spells.

In addition, their faces were covered with black cloth, and their eyes were slightly sunken under the black cloth, and even their eyeballs were gouged out.

On the way here, Yue Chanyi also explained to him that the purpose of this was to magnify the physical pain of the saints and let them feel the pain of the saint firsthand, so that they could perform the soul-suppressing ceremony better and more focused.

...Is this the mission and responsibility of a town girl?

Seeing the tragic situation of the six girls, Li Taiyuan couldn't help but feel lucky for Huixiang. Fortunately, she was not selected in the first place.

After being shocked, Li Taiyuan also had many doubts in his heart: he believed that compared with the orthodox methods of exorcism, the Bai family's rituals that advocated pain, cruelty and cruelty were more like heretical practices.

Can this method of soul-suppression really seal the resentment of the dead souls in the mountains?

The saints and town girls of the Bai family have lived in pain all their lives, especially the saints, who have endured the curse with their flesh and blood. From birth to death, they have only been used as tools to complete their tasks.
Chapter completed!