Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 424
The shrill cry was the end of this memory, Yan Xiaoai withdrew her hand, she only felt that her eyes were a little moist, this was the emotion contained in this memory, that kind of despair and helplessness was like poison, it took away all of a sudden She was also infected.

"wake up."

A call rang in her ears, and Yan Xiaoai's thoughts were pulled away. She felt that she had returned to her body. When she tried to open her eyes, she saw Ouyang Lang looking at him anxiously, while He was pricked again between his brows.

"Ah, you can just wake me up, why are you stabbing me again?"

Yan Xiaoai rubbed her brows and stood up, looking at Yuanyuan beside her. At this moment, Yuanyuan squatted on the ground holding her knees in pain. When she read her memory, Yuanyuan also read it again. At this moment, she was already thinking of Liang Sheng's death and all the things that were not included in the story.

"It was me, I actually killed my master, I killed him, it was me, I killed him."

"What should we do now?"

Seeing that both Yan Xiaoai and Na Yuanyuan had regained consciousness, Lin Jiaqi saw that Yuanyuan was crying so miserably, he didn't know what to do for a while, so he reached out and poked Yan Xiaoai's shoulder, and asked in a low voice .

"Take it away first, she has no fighting spirit anymore."

Yan Xiaoai glanced at Yuanyuan who was crying bitterly, and threw out a yellow talisman, but Yuanyuan was not included in the yellow talisman as she thought, the yellow talisman lit up like a dead leaf and fell to the ground.

"what?"

"She is a weapon spirit, not a ghost. Naturally, your yellow talisman has no effect."

Ouyang Lang shook his head helplessly, Yan Xiaoai has indeed made great progress recently, but her common sense is still the same.

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Lang stretched out his hand and drew a few times on the palm of his hand, and then patted Yuanyuan.

Ouyang Lang spread out his hand, and a miniature version of Yuan Yuan appeared in his palm. Ouyang Lang asked, "Can you open this painting and send us all out?"

"I'm not a complete magic weapon. The master stopped refining it when she found out that I didn't meet her wishes. It's a semi-finished product. I don't know how to open it and let you out. I don't like this picture of beauty." Not quite understanding."

Yuan Yuan shook her head, her expression was still a little sad, she murmured as if she was remembering the past: "The master said that he wants to build a prison where there is no way out, so that all the evil spirits locked in can have no way out." There is no way out, but this magic weapon has not been refined after all, maybe there is still a way to get out."

"Let's find out if there is an exit, Xiaoai, you can rest here for a while."

Ouyang Lang frowned, and handed Yuan Yuan in his hand to Yan Xiaoai. He glanced at the crowd and wanted Qian Xiaoxiao to stay and take care of Yan Xiaoai, but when he thought about the grievances between the two, he turned his gaze to Yan Xiaoai. Lin Jiaqi, although he was a little suspicious, but his strength was not as good as Yan Xiaoai's. If he had any wrong thoughts, he would definitely not be Yan Xiaoai's opponent, so he said: "Lin Jiaqi, stay with Xiaoai for a while."

"Okay Brother Ouyang, I will take good care of Miss Ai." Lin Jiaqi nodded enthusiastically, so Ouyang Lang took a few people to find the exit.

Yan Xiaoai went to the piano table a little bored, stretched out her hand and plucked the strings a few times, and a melodious sound of the piano flowed out from her fingertips.

(End of this chapter)