MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 23

In a quiet environment, all sounds are exceptionally clear.

The music box ding ding dong dong, like a stream of spring water, more like a female ghost crying, it makes people chill in the empty mansion.

The female student suddenly opened her eyes, turned over quickly and stood up, looking around vigilantly.

She was still in her "sister's" boudoir, but there seemed to be something in the darkness that changed without her knowing, and the sense of crisis gave her goosebumps on her arms.

It was also at this time that she realized that she just fell on the carpet and passed out.

The pupils of the female student constricted, feeling that something was wrong.

How is it possible... This is ridiculous, she is definitely not someone who would waste time in the dungeon, the sleepiness is too weird, and she remembers it very clearly, she was about to go out at that time, otherwise she would not have fallen to the ground and fell asleep.

It was also at this time that the female student who woke up noticed the sound of music coming from outside the boudoir.

She raised her eyebrows and eyes, and immediately followed the sound and walked out quickly, but she didn't notice the wooden box that appeared suddenly under her feet, so she tripped over it and the box cover was kicked away.

When she frowned and looked back, she was dazzled by a golden light.

A whole case of gold ingots.

In addition, there are several boxes scattered around.

The female students who have made sufficient preparations before entering the dungeon know that this is Ma Yuze's "selling money".

A few large boxes of gold can be exchanged for tens of millions in reality, and tens of thousands of points can be exchanged for tens of thousands of points in the temporary residence area, which is enough for a player to eat, drink and have fun without entering the dungeon for twenty years.

But the female student just glanced at it and turned her head indifferently. Gold was not as attractive to her as the music box.

Just before the door was pushed open, the female student turned around and looked indifferently at the quiet and dark boudoir.

"I sympathize with what happened to you, Ma Yuze. But I won't help you, please understand."

Her voice was calm and deep that didn't match her immature appearance: "Your revenge is tantamount to destroying the copy, which will lead to my death. You can call me selfish, but I won't risk my life just because of my sympathy. "

The female student paused, then said coldly: "I'm sorry, and then—please don't hinder me."

The door of the boudoir opened and closed, the female student looked around vigilantly, but the boudoirs of other players were still quiet and dark. Only then did she feel relieved, and quickly left the yard, excitedly following the sound of the piano.

In the dark boudoir, the red and green puppet stood in the corner beside the bed, with a stiff and strange smile.

"Huh!" Suddenly, on the main table in the hall, the dragon and phoenix wedding candles ignited suddenly, illuminating the whole room red and bright.

The red silk and satin fell out of thin air, and the Chinese character "囍" slowly emerged from the white wall. The oil painting that had been hung was silently corroded into a handful of powder, and fell with a rustle.

And on the grand master's chair, a woman in a wedding gown, covered with a red hijab, sat quietly.

In the boudoir without the figure of the female student, there is no sound of the piano...

Neither the female student nor the audience before her live broadcast knew what had changed after she left.

She skillfully walked through the house, avoiding all places where there might be faceless servants, and walked straight to the main house behind the banquet hall.

It was as if she was familiar with the topography of the mansion and had prepared everything in advance.

If Chi Yiyin saw this scene, he would be satisfied with the correctness of his guess.

—The female student is not a newcomer, but an old player pretending to be a newcomer. Like Li Li and others, they all come for the high reward of the last dungeon.

In the female student's live broadcast room, the audience clearly knew her identity.

[Following the anchor for so long, I laugh every time I see people think she is a newcomer. ]

[I already knew the ending when she entered this dungeon, the winner must be her, don't even think about it. Those few people can't even tell the identity of their competitors, so what hope do they have? ]

[Fuck, music box? In a document with a high price in the black market, the Music Box was mentioned, which is the memoir of a boss who died because of this copy. ]

[It seems that the anchor came prepared, even got such difficult information, tsk tsk tsk, there is no suspense about the ending. ]

The female student quickly browsed through the barrage data in the live broadcast room, and immediately closed it after seeing speeches that were not useful to her.

Then, she stopped vigilantly in front of the main house, listened to the music coming from behind the door, and even breathed lightly.

As a veteran player in the game field, she has more information channels than ordinary players, and knows that this dungeon is far from being as simple as it seems. In fact, the rewards that can be obtained by clearing the dungeon are enough to make the devil's heart beat.

Old players with traces can be traced back as early as twelve years ago, so the recognized length of existence of the game field is also twelve years.

Prior to this, the customs clearance reward given by [Dear Home] was the wealth of the Ma family as a gift after fulfilling Master Ma's wish, even including the rumored secret treasure of the old dynasty's palace. And every failure will cause the current rewards to roll back and accumulate.

Over the years, the customs clearance rewards of the dungeon have been rolled to an unbelievable astronomical figure. If converted in real currency, the value can be as high as one trillion or more. No matter who gets it, he will instantly become a wealthy person.

But what attracted the female student to enter this E-level dungeon was because she got the news that as the last run of the dungeon, whoever cleared the level could take away the entire dungeon in addition to the wealth reward. And as long as you find the core, you can glimpse a part of the truth about the game field.

That's what she wants.

— Obtain the truth of the game field, enter the A-level copy, trigger the S-level, and then leave the game field and return to reality.

For this reason, she treated this dungeon with extreme caution. When preparing, she saw the notes of a deceased dungeon participant.

That player had a ranking in the Heavenly Rankings. After failing to clear the dungeon, he decisively used the props and returned to the temporary residence area. However, seven days later, he died miserably and hanged himself at home.

Before he died, he used blood as a pen, and on the wall it was written: "The ghosts take their lives, and there is no reason to die."

And he mentioned the music box in his notes, saying, "As long as you hear the sound of music, remember to pursue it, and it will guide you to the truth."

In the banquet hall, the female students tried hard to find things like music boxes or pianos, but failed.

However, she did not expect that after she fell into a strange lethargy, she would find a clue instead.

This made the female students more cautious while overjoyed.

Truth usually comes with danger.

Holding her breath, she gently pushed open the door of the main house.

The faint light in the yard slowly spilled into the spacious living room. The music box was placed on the table facing the door. Inside the open music box, the delicate little figure in red was just dancing to himself.

The female student looked happy and walked in quickly.

But she suddenly felt a pain in her foot, and when she lowered her head, she found that there were many children's toys scattered on the wool carpet, and it was one of the building blocks that hurt her foot.

She frowned in disgust, and kicked all the building blocks and the toys aside as if venting her anger.

The toy hit the wall, and there was a crack immediately, and the little wooden car broke.

At that moment, the music box stopped for a second, there was a faint wind blowing in the air, and the wooden stairs made a harsh creaking sound.

But the joy that the truth is close at hand has completely swallowed the female student, so that she didn't notice the small details next to her, and walked quickly towards the music box...

It was not only the female students who also heard the music, but also several other players.

Everyone fell asleep in a strange drowsiness, and was awakened by the sound of the piano.

Shivering with fright from the unlucky middle-aged man who came in randomly, he turned and rushed to the bed. He was wrapped in a quilt and put down the bed curtains, as if he was safe in this way.

But what he didn't see was that just behind the bed curtain, there were red and green paper dolls standing on the left and right.

They twisted their necks slowly, and looked at the self-deceiving middle-aged man behind the bed curtain with a stiff smile.

As for Jingcha, he was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch behind the window, propping his chin and lazily looking out of the paper window.

"Rabbit Rabbit, will he come out?"

The boy pulled the hanging hat rope, and the rabbit ears shook up and down, as if saying hello.

Then, he changed his voice again, asked himself with a smile and answered, "He will definitely, how can someone who dares to pretend to be the Pope be a good card."

"When he comes out, it's a good chance for us to play with him."

His soft voice spoke volumes.

Immediately, a black rabbit suddenly jumped to his hand, its nose twitched as if it was sniffing something, and its red eyes became the only light source in the darkness.

Jingcha raised her hand and stroked the rabbit's soft fur slowly, then patted it lightly: "Go."

The black rabbit rushed out immediately, and quickly squeezed out from the gap in the paper window. First the first one, then the second... Countless rabbits disappeared in the darkness, rushing towards the place where Chi Yiyin was and the whole mansion.

Suddenly, a red light came on in a boudoir.

Jing Cha narrowed her eyes and saw the female student leaving the courtyard in a hurry.

He realized something, and turned to look at his boudoir thoughtfully.

"Don't leave the room casually... Does that mean, as long as you leave the boudoir, the real sister will come back?"

Jing Cha murmured in a low voice, then raised a smiling face, and raised her hand to greet the darkness deep in the boudoir.

"Hello, Miss Ma Yuze~"

Jingcha supported the imperial concubine's couch with one hand, and smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, revealing two small canine teeth.

"Perhaps, you want my room? That's right, after all, this is your boudoir. You are very upset that I broke in without authorization?"

Jingcha tilted her head, and the black rabbit's ears drooped accordingly.

His smile gradually deepened: "Otherwise, you can give me a reason to leave here, okay?"

Under his dangling slender legs, pairs of red dots gradually emerged in the darkness.

In the darkness that seemed empty at first glance, at some point in time it was filled with black rabbits.

They twitched their noses and sniffed the ground, as if they were looking for something.

And Jingcha spread his hands, and said indifferently to the still unresponsive darkness: "To be honest, I'm not interested in fulfilling your father's wish, nor in your tragic stories—although I'm sorry to say that, but You are not the worst one, I have seen a miserable life far beyond yours, so don't expect me to be kind."

"My target is the gentleman opposite."

Speaking of Chi Yiyin, Jingcha's eyes lit up, and her breathing began to rush: "Hey, Miss, did you see him? How awesome, how dare you use fake cards and cards when you don't have any cards?" Identity deceives everyone and makes everyone believe it is."

"That is, that is the opponent I want!"

Jing Cha shook her calf, jumped off the concubine's couch, walked towards the main seat in the hall with a smile, and then sat down.

"Since you don't speak, let me give you a reason."

Jing Cha said with a grin: "I left the room because I already killed you—how about this?"

The moment the voice fell, he immediately stretched out his hand and swung it towards the darkness, his slender palm grabbed something suddenly.

He raised his head slowly, and saw that what he was holding in his hand was a green paper puppet, and the two blobs of blush on his pale face stood out.

At the same time, the wooden boxes placed in the center of the hall quickly rotted and turned into a puddle of sticky black water, like the viscous water of a rotting corpse.

Jingcha slowly turned his gaze away.

And a bright red figure was sitting on another grand teacher's chair beside him, the woman in wedding dress crossed her hands in front of her abdomen, silent.

On the small table between the two chairs, snacks, melons and fruits have been prepared, and dragon and phoenix candles have been placed, but they have not yet been lit.

Looking at the woman in wedding dress who suddenly appeared, Jing Cha was not surprised, he just let go of his hand slowly, and ignored the paper puppet holding a machete.

"I'm sorry, miss~"

Jingcha smiled sweetly: "I didn't come here for you."

"and also."

He tilted his head and said softly: "If it were me, I would only seek revenge by myself and would not expect anyone to help me. I have known from many years ago that no one will love me except myself .Whoever hurts you, you should hurt back, and whoever wants to kill you, you should strike first—this is how the world works.”

"Instead of expecting others to fulfill your wishes, do it yourself."

As Jing Cha said, she stood up slowly, put her hands in her pockets and was about to leave.

"Ah, yes."

He suddenly remembered something, turned around and returned to the woman in wedding dress, took out a boning machete from his sweater pocket, bent down and stuffed it into the woman's hand.

"Give it to you, little sister~ You don't have to pay it back."

Jingcha smiled sweetly, took out the lollipop that was placed with the knife, peeled off the wrapper and put it in his mouth.

Then he stepped on his little leather boots, put his hands in the front pockets of the sweater, and walked slowly towards the door.

Even though he left the courtyard, the red candle in the boudoir was never lit.

All the paper dolls and paper money in the room disappeared, and even the bride in wedding dress was also missing.

Only the female ghost in red with long black hair stood there, looking at the knife in her hand with complicated eyes.

The black rabbit jumped to the side of the female ghost, twitched its nose and sniffed, then jumped away again.

The entire darkness is like a rabbit's lair, even if the original owner strays into the lair by mistake, the hungry rabbits will only treat it as food and devour it.

…

"Miss Ma."

Chi Yiyin walked to the female ghost and stood still, nodded slightly to her: "I heard the sound of the piano, which made me think, maybe, you also learned the piano when you were in the school in Shanghai? "

The female ghost didn't expect Chi Yiyin to ask such a question. When she was in a daze, her eyes subconsciously drifted away, and she glanced at the western cabinet next to her.

Chi Yiyin followed her gaze, and when she opened the drawer, she was surprised to find that there was a thick stack of certificates of honor inside.

He gently picked up the stack of brand-new certificates and flipped through them one by one.

Chinese, foreign languages, law, piano, western painting, ballroom dancing, all excellent transcripts... From the time Ma Yuze was young to when she returned to Gushu Town, she had obtained almost all the certificates. In the Duxin School, it is a strong proof of her excellence.

But Chi Yiyin remembered very clearly that in the memories he saw belonged to Ma Yuze, all these certificates were torn to pieces by the housekeeper as soon as she got off the train.

It seemed to negate all her hard work over the years.

"When I was very young, my father did business with foreigners in Shanghai, selling treasures stolen from the palace overseas."

To everyone's surprise before the live broadcast, the female ghost took the initiative to speak to Chi Yiyin.

He turned to look at her, but saw that her eyes fell on the certificate in his hand, eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Chi Yiyin understood that it was his inquiry that touched the female ghost's memories of her life.

For Ma Yuze, the happiest time in her life was when she was studying in Shanghai.

Everyone has weaknesses, as long as the right entry point is found, even cast iron can speak.

After seeing the oil painting, Chi Yiyin judged that Ma Yuze yearned for freedom and innovation, and loved new things.

Therefore, the topic of the piano became his entry point for understanding female ghosts.

"Businessmen in Shanghai said that the most fashionable thing now is to send the girls in the family to study, so that when they marry in the future, they can also marry those new officials who have foreign ink in their stomachs. Therefore, my father was moved and spent a lot of money. The price will send me to Shanghai."

The female ghost's voice was low and hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken to anyone for many years.

She stretched out her hand and took the stack of certificates from Chi Yiyin's hand. When her fingers passed by on the paper, she seemed to be gently stroking that time.

Even though his father's purpose was not pure at first, it really brought light to Ma Yuze's gloomy life.

My father heard that girls in the new school didn't like to have their feet bound, so he waved his hand and told Ma Yuze not to bind their feet. The girls of the new school drink foreign drinks, wear beautiful clothes, and they are extremely beautiful when they go to the dance, and their father also buys them for Ma Yuze in a decent way.

She took off her loose old skirt and put on a schoolgirl uniform. When her father took her to buy things, she looked up at her chubby father, and for a moment she sincerely thanked him.

Even if she knew that her father just wanted to package her better and sell her at a higher price.

If I'm good enough, so good that I can't lose to men, and I'm no worse than those new officials—even if I can be a new official myself, will my father change his mind and stop forcing me to marry?

Thinking of this, Ma Yuze held his breath and buried himself in his studies at school.

When others are dancing in beautiful clothes, she is studying. When others are in love, she is meeting new people, running actively with her classmates, speaking out for dock workers and textile factories, and for those who did not die in vain.

But every year when I go home, my father is not interested in the certificates and honors she brought back, but eagerly asks her if she knows the son of a certain family, and if she knows which faction.

"I always knew my fate, I just...not reconciled."

The female ghost raised her head and asked Chi Yiyin in a hoarse voice: "Obviously I can do better, why didn't my father choose me? If I don't marry, I will be of greater value, but in this era, I am not given a chance .”

Chi Yiyin was silent.

He already knew the reason why the torn certificates would reappear here, because these certificates represented Ma Yuze's irreconcilable obsession.

What she wants, her relatives don't understand, and the times don't allow it.

So she fought desperately—like, a butterfly caught in a spider's web.

"Miss Ma, do you hate your father?"

Chi Yiyin asked softly: "You don't have to come back, you can stay in Shanghai, even if the Ma family cuts off your source of income, just with these certificates of yours, you can go to a wealthy family in Shanghai to start a family Teacher, that's enough to keep you alive."

"You have vaguely realized something, but you still want to come back."

Chi Yiyin looked at the female ghost quietly: "Why?"

At first, he thought that Ma Yuze was tricked back by Master Ma's letter out of complete ignorance.

But as he got to know her deeply, he discovered that she had intelligence far beyond ordinary people. Master Ma's letter was not on school holidays, nor on New Year's Eve, but that Madam Ma was not feeling well and wanted to see her.

Chi Yiyin didn't believe that Ma Yuze didn't notice.

But, since you know, why do you come back?

There was no telephone monitoring in those days, so it was not difficult for a person to disappear from the crowd and change his appearance.

If Ma Yuze realizes that something is wrong and immediately leaves the school in Shanghai, then no matter where she goes, the Ma family will no longer be able to find her.

The world is vast and there is a lot to do.

But Ma Yuze came back—and ushered in her death.

Following Chi Yiyin's questioning, the female ghost gradually accumulated tears of blood, winding down her pale cheeks.

"After all, he is my father. He once held my hand, took me to the market, and would proudly introduce me to others, saying that I was his favorite child."

The female ghost choked up: "They are my family, and my mother... Even though I know this may be a lie, what if it is true? What if my mother is hurt because of my distrust of my family?"

She once placed her expectation and love on this home, and truly regarded the people living here as her own family. Even though he knew the possibility of danger, he was still willing to gamble his trust.

Can…

"It was your family that killed you."

Chi Yiyin recalled what she saw in the previous nightmare, and sighed softly: "Your sister is jealous of you, and a lie she told finally became a mountain that crushed you."

"Your father wants to use you for profit, your brother is secretly happy, thinking that your marriage will pave the way for him in the future. And your mother died of vomiting and suffocation after drinking too much."

Chi Yiyin looked at the female ghost fixedly, and asked, "Do you still love this kind of home? Do you still have nostalgia?"

After hearing Chi Yiyin's words, the female ghost's eyes widened instantly, and she asked back in astonishment, "What did you say? How did my mother die?"

Chi Yiyin frowned, realizing something was wrong: "How do you think your mother died?"

"My father told me that because of my bad reputation, my mother was so angry that she hanged herself in shame."

The female ghost murmured in a trance: "Isn't it?"

"Absolutely not."

Chi Yiyin answered firmly.

With the help of her aunt, Chi Yiyin was able to visit Mrs. Ma.

He saw Mrs. Ma's mummified body in her room, but there were no strangle marks on her neck. The cause of death was a foreign object in her throat that blocked the trachea.

He checked carefully. It was the vomiting reaction caused by excessive drinking. The vomit blocked the trachea and made Mrs. Madam die of exasperation. Slowly shriveled.

Nurhong's empty wine jars rolled down everywhere in the room.

No matter what the truth is, Mrs. Ma must be extremely disappointed with Ma Yuze's marriage, thinking that the person her daughter will marry and the upcoming marriage are not worthy of the Nurhong she carefully prepared for her daughter, so she drank it herself.

Chi Yiyin recalled that in the nightmare, when the newlyweds left home, Mrs. Ma was not there, and it was her aunt who said goodbye.

Perhaps at that time, Mrs. Ma would have died.

After listening to Chi Yiyin's words, the female ghost fell silent.

Her expression was in a trance, an unbelievable look.

"I really used to believe that it was me, that I killed my mother..."

The female ghost looked at Chi Yiyin in despair: "Did my father lie to me back then? Did he even lie to me about this!"

The long hair danced wildly, and the whole air was densely covered with criss-crossing black hair. The female ghost's face gradually became ferocious, and her anger and despair made her go berserk.

Those long hair even curled towards Chi Yiyin, trying to strangle him, the one who brought the bad news, to death.

It seemed that as long as this was the case, the things that caused her pain would no longer exist.

Chi Yiyin didn't struggle, but let his long hair trap him and looked at the female ghost calmly.

"Miss Ma, if you do this, how is it different from those who killed you back then?"

He slightly lowered his eyelashes, and asked in a low voice: "Now, I am you, and if you kill me, it is equivalent to destroying your yearning for beautiful possibilities. Do you really want to do this?"

"The Ma Yuze I see is strong, optimistic, powerful, and progressive. But he is definitely not someone who would attack innocent people."

Chi Yiyin's voice was not loud, but clear and firm enough, even in the chaos, it still reached the female ghost's ears.

Blood and tears flowed down her pale face, and her dull eyes were full of despair.

For a long time, her mother's death was a heart disease of her guilt, which made her feel more indebted to this family, so she wanted to make up for it like crazy.

She never doubted the cause of death that her father and the housekeeper told her, and because of this, she wandered around the mansion day and night, desperately trying to find her mother.

She wanted to apologize to her mother and tell her that she didn't want to kill her, she really didn't mean it, and she didn't do the things in the rumors.

But there is nowhere.

No matter how many times she entered her mother's room, she would always see a messy floor and an empty bed, without her mother.

Until now, when Chi Yiyin discovered the truth and was told to the female ghost, she suddenly realized that all of this was a lie.

A complete lie!

The father who wanted to use her marriage to make a profit so he never refused to come, the younger sister who was jealous of her and lied and spread rumors, the loyal housekeeper who wanted to maintain the status of the Ma family...

These accomplices killed her mother, but blamed her for her mother's death.

Unforgivable, unforgivable!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

The female ghost's eyes were red, she covered her head in pain and screamed like crazy.

The black hair rolled and rushed in all directions, gushing out from the gaps in the doors and windows of the boudoir, criss-crossing like a fine spider web, tightly trapping everything in the mansion, unable to break free.

But Chi Yiyin, who was standing beside her, left an open space beside her.

The female ghost didn't attack him.

Chi Yiyin noticed this, and he slowly put down his hand touching the notebook, sighing silently.

Ma Yuze was once a kind and good boy. It was that era that drove her crazy, and it was her relatives that made her lose her kindness.

"Yu Ze."

He took a step forward and called softly: "The things that those people did wrong should not be a net that binds you. You can leave here and find your world."

"The Ma family is not worthy of you, and Gushu Town is not worthy of you. Maybe your path lies elsewhere."

After the words fell, Chi Yiyin wanted to reach out to the female ghost.

But at this moment, the figure of the female ghost disintegrated like smoke and disappeared before his eyes.

At the same time, the system's notification sounded: [Congratulations to the survivors! "The hatred of the female ghost" has been lifted, and "there is a spirit behind" has been lifted! Your current copy's comprehensive hatred value has dropped to 42/100, and the popularity of the live broadcast room is ranked second, please continue to work hard! 】

Chi Yiyin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the system's notification sound made him realize something. He froze for a moment, then slowly turned his direction, and turned to tentatively touch the intertwined black hair in the air.

The moment he touched it, those hairs that were supposed to be extremely powerful turned out to be like false projections, without any real touch at all, and instead let his fingers pass through.

This is... hallucination?

Chi Yiyin was stunned at first, and then immediately understood what was going on.

Ma Yuze couldn't see the truth clearly, why couldn't he? All the constraints are actually what he thought, when he wanted to leave...

He settled down and took a step forward.

Sure enough, those long hairs didn't hurt him at all, and didn't stop him from leaving the boudoir.

But as he walked, the paper boudoir made a slight sound, as if the crumpled paper was slowly stretching.

It turned from a house made of paper to a real building again.

At that moment, Chi Yiyin felt as if a film had been lifted in front of her eyes, her vision became clear, and even the air in her breathing became fresh and smooth.

When he crossed the threshold, he saw the bride in wedding dress waiting outside early.

She was dressed grandly, and the jewels and gold ornaments in her hair touched Lingling lightly, and she nodded slightly to Chi Yiyin, as if thanking him for his previous actions.

Immediately afterwards, the hand of the woman in the wedding dress that had been crossed in front of her abdomen was finally slowly raised, and she pointed to the courtyard gate behind her.

Chi Yiyin looked in the direction she pointed, and found that the direction was actually near the banquet hall, and it seemed to be the place where the sound of the piano came from.

And with a wave of the woman in the wedding dress, the gate of the courtyard opened suddenly, and the gates in the distance opened one after another, guiding Chi Yiyin to the road there, unimpeded.

[Congratulations to the survivor for helping the female ghost fulfill her wish, ending the untriggered plot of "Birth of a child and harming her mother", gaining 1 favorability point of an important NPC in the dungeon, and getting help from an important NPC. 】

Chi Yiyin nodded back to the woman in the wedding dress, and when she passed by, she turned her eyes to look at her and said softly: "During the nightmare, you saved me once, didn't you?"

He was wearing Ma Yuze's body, and was forced into the sedan chair by Xi Po, but the woman in the wedding dress sat in it early. If it hadn't been for the woman in the wedding dress to let him leave by waving her sleeves, perhaps, he would have become "Ma Yuze" forever in his nightmare.

He died on the night of getting married, and then turned into a ghost, trapped in the Ma family mansion for tens of hundreds of years.

"thanks."

Even though the woman in the wedding dress was silent, Chi Yiyin still thanked her solemnly, and asked with a smile before leaving: "The one I talked to just now, and you, are actually Ma Yuze, right? But one is Ma Yuze, a student who had goodwill and trust in the Ma family and others before getting married, and you are Ma Yuze who died on the night of marriage."

The woman in the wedding dress was noncommittal, and her figure slowly disappeared into the air.

Looking at the quiet courtyard again, Chi Yiyin noticed a red light not far away.

He looked up, and saw that several rooms were lit with red candlelight, and there was even the word "囍" pasted on the door, and red silk hanging down.

Like what he saw in a nightmare.

Chi Yiyin squinted his eyes, laughed lightly, and then followed the path pointed out by the woman in the wedding dress to the direction where the sound of the piano came from.

Long after he left, the swing in the courtyard began to swing again.

"Crack, creak..."

A red figure slowly appeared on the swing, but the hemp rope that was originally tied to the swing turned into long black hair.

The female ghost shook her long hair gently, and when she looked at the open courtyard, she muttered in a low voice: "Who told you not to let me kill my aunt, you deserve it."

It's only fair to scare you too. Although...it doesn't seem to be successful.

The female ghost's eyes were no longer cloudy as before, as if she had been overwhelmed by too much pressure, and her eyes were full of despair.

After learning that her mother did not die because of herself, the female ghost only felt that a mountain that had been pressing on her had been lifted away, allowing her to breathe.

Mother loves her, and she also loves her mother, and wants to be her mother's pride.

In front of the vanity mirror, her mother combed her hair gently, and carefully told her to study more and improve herself when she was away.

"I've been like this all my life. Yuze, my mother is old and can't leave Ma's house and Gushu Town anymore."

The mother's sigh is still in my ears: "But you can, Yuze, leave here, and you can become a free bird in the sky."

For a child who loves his mother, is there anything more cruel than telling her that she killed the mother she loved the most?

Huge guilt and remorse crushed Ma Yuze. She lay on her mother's bedside, crying like a lost child, begging for her mother's forgiveness.

Because of this, when her father told her that getting married could wash away her bad reputation and save her damage to her mother, she nodded with tears.

—Guilty tied her feet and locked her here, even if she had wings, she couldn't fly out of a small world.

Until now, the rope broke.

The female ghost laughed.