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    Even though he didn't understand what he wanted to see, he still stood in front of the window and left without feeling tired.  I feel like there's something very important in my heart, but I can't remember it.  It¡¯s five o¡¯clock in the afternoon and the sun is slanting.  And there is no sunlight in the Yin Tower.  Cen Zuhang took off the cardboard and looked in the direction he had been paying attention to.  There is nothing special there except a crowded building.  In such a turbid place, there would be no carved dragon beams.  So what does he care about?  Zu Hang frowned and thought seriously, but still couldn't remember.  Time passed like this minute by minute, until the sun completely sank, and the world suddenly became dark.  In the darkness, a figure walked towards the Yin Tower.  The fact that this small building is a haunted house is no longer news. There are even rumors that the small building is haunted.  The person who ran over was obviously a woman, a real person. Although she was said to have Yin Qi and ghost Qi in her body, she was still a human being.  But she dared to come alone.  Her steps stopped in front of the courtyard door, and her fear could be seen.  Cen Zuhang in front of the window thought that she would leave soon.  But to his surprise, the woman walked into the yard.  She came in?  Why did she come in?  The souls of the grandfather and grandson who were imprisoned downstairs escaped at this time. You must know that Cen Zuhang is injured now, and he needs these innocent souls to replenish his energy.  He jumped downstairs from the other window, quickly grabbed the old and young, and dragged them back.  The whole process was quick, but he also noticed the woman.  It can be seen from the look in the woman's eyes that she can see him.  This woman can actually see ghosts!  But it's not surprising, she herself has a strong Yin energy.  When I returned to the room on the second floor, when I looked again, the woman had left.  After all, she was just a woman who ran away when she saw a ghost.  Cen Mei appeared in the room, smiled sinisterly, and said: "Why don't you eat that woman? Eat her soul, kill her, and let her know that there is no place in this world that she can enter and exit at will."  " "There's no sign on the yard saying 'no strangers allowed'. Why shouldn't anyone be allowed in? " "Kill her and you will get better soon and become a very powerful little devil, Zu Hang.  "Aren't you going to bite Wei Hua back? Without him, the Cen family wouldn't be what it is now." Cen Zuhang didn't speak, just looking at the crowded house over there.  He frowned and thought hard about what it was about the house over there that made him miss so much.  Cen Mei left and it became completely dark.  An idea gradually emerged in Zu Hang's mind.  Why didn't he think about eating it just now?  Shouldn't it be easy to kill a woman like this who comes to your door?  Besides, this place was originally the Yin Tower. Even if she died here, would any Taoist priest dare to come here to practice the Dharma?  Zu Hang was confused.  He just stood in front of the window, so confused that he forgot what he wanted to do.  Until under the moonlight, the woman came back again.  She is back!  Zu Hang was already surprised that she would enter this small courtyard, but now she actually came in!  This made Zu Hang even more surprised.  But she was only in front of the courtyard gate, and did not walk inside like before.  She placed an apple on the ground, lit the incense, and stuck it on the apple.  He put down the small plate again, then cut his hand open with a knife, and dripped blood into the small plate.  Zu Hang was stunned!  What does this woman mean?  What is she feeding?  She clearly saw him when she came in just now, why did she do this?  She murmured something there, stood up, turned and left.  Zu Hang hesitated for a moment, jumped slightly, turned around and went downstairs.  It seems that it has really become a habit.  He came down by taking the stairs, not floating down directly.  Standing next to the apple with a stick of incense stuck in it, he frowned.  This scene is so familiar, as if he has done this many times.  The scent of apples rose up with an ethereal aroma.  Andthe smell of blood.  That is a small blue and white porcelain plate, the kind used for writing calligraphy.  And he can hold a porcelain plate.  That woman was preparing this for him.  Such an idea came into his mind.  Suddenly I thought of what Cen Mei said, why not kill that woman, why not eat her.  Then he would taste her blood.  If it tastes good, eat her if she comes again.  He put the small plate to his lips and drank it slowly.  The blood had gone cold, but he still felt warmth rising from his heart.  There was a kind of hatred in my heart, which became more and more obvious.  He doesn't want to do this, he doesn't want to drink this.  But the warm feeling made him unable to stop, drank up the blood, and put down the small plate.?Walk back upstairs.  He could no longer calm down in his heart.  He didn't feel cold or warm, but why did that woman's blood make him feel warm and make him feel that his energy was quickly replenished.  There is only one possibility in this situation, and that is that the woman is his relative, or someone he cares about.  But why doesn¡¯t he have any impression of this woman?  He knew Cen Mei, knew Wei Hua, and even knew about the pure, water-like spirit infant that he had sealed in a small tree a few days ago, as well as Lingzi who went to pick up the spirit infant.  Why doesn't he remember that woman?  And that woman is still someone he cares about?  There is no impression in my heart. This feeling is very bad, as ifsomeone has extracted part of the memory.  The only one who can do this is Wei Hua.  Zu Hang hesitated and walked to the next room, which was Cen Mei's room.  Zu Hang knocked on the door, and Cen Mei's laughter was heard in the room: "Come in, you really think you are a human being. You will always be just a ghost." Zu Hang opened the door, but did not go in.  He was standing in front of the door, looking at Cen Mei sitting in the rocking chair in the room.  This is the Yin Tower, and the furnishings in the building can change according to their consciousness.  Just like Zu Hang's room, it was still so shabby.  Cen Mei's room looks like a typical room from the 1950s and 1960s.  There was a wooden bed, a mosquito net, a big wooden box, and Cen Mei was sitting on the rocking chair in front of the window. She must have seen that woman too.  Zu Hang asked directly: "Who is she?" "A woman who will make you better if you eat it. Then you will be able to bite Wei Hua back." "Who is she?" Cen Mei said no more.  "Wei Hua took away my memory?" Cen Mei still didn't speak, but it could be seen that she had already acquiesced to this matter.  "Why?" Zu Hang continued to ask.  "Because she will make you give up that plan." "It's impossible, no one can make me give up that plan. Hundreds of lives of the Cen family will not be in vain. You have to take back some." Cen Mei smiled contemptuously,  No more words were spoken.  Zu Hang thought it was just one day, but at midnight the next day, the woman came again.  The night wind was very cold, but she didn't wear enough clothes.  It seems that when she went out, she did not expect that the temperature in the Yin Tower would be so low.  So when she lit incense, she would tremble while lighting incense.  Like yesterday, after she left, Zu Hang went downstairs. After drinking the small plate of blood, the feeling of energy made him feel very comfortable.  Suddenly I felt that if I really ate her, it would be pretty good.  I don¡¯t remember what day it started, but she didn¡¯t come back at night.  Zu Hang even thought that when the woman finally woke up and would not come back again, she still came.  When she put incense on the apple again, I was already watching her upstairs.  She was not at the door of the yard as before, but walked into the yard.  The snake in the yard approached her, and seeing her panic, Zu Hang was really confused.  This woman is not afraid of ghosts, but she is afraid of a snake.  Hearing her screams, Zu Hang couldn't help but go downstairs.  But he didn't go out directly, but looked at her in the next room.  She spotted him and ran over regardless of the snake's terror.  When she took out the soul-splitting talisman, Zu Hang was even more confused, but he still tried to stay calm.  He took the soul-sharing talisman and thought of what Cen Mei said.  This woman wants him to abandon the mission.  How can it be?  How could hundreds of lives in Cenjia Village be given up just for such a woman?  So he folded the soul-splitting talisman into a small plane, added his thoughts, and flew out.  The small plane burned in the sky. Seeing the woman's frightened appearance, his heart suddenly felt so painful, so painful.  The pain was so painful that he felt like he was going to faint.  He needed blood and soul. He almost lost his mind and grabbed the woman's hand and bit it.  The warm blood gradually calmed his heartache.  This feeling is really good and warm.  A kind of warmth that I haven't experienced in a long, long time.  Until he realized something was wrong with the woman and released his mouth, the woman slowly collapsed to the ground.  He was shocked and wanted to go check on her condition, but Cen Mei appeared at the top of the stairs and said, "Zu Hang, you have recovered now. You don't really want to give up Cen Mei for this woman."  You are a man!" Zu Hang looked at the woman on the ground. The blood on her wrist was no longer flowing out, or it might have been sucked up by him.  He turned around and walked upstairs.  Cen Mei laughed silently, looked at Wang Keren on the ground, and whispered: "You also want to change Cen Zuhang? You can't do it alone."Hundreds of lives in this village?  Wang Keren, you think too highly of yourself.  " Zu Hang returned to the room, sat on the bed, and was silent. The soul-splitting talisman, that was really his soul-splitting talisman. That woman had his soul-splitting talisman. That woman was the one he cared about. But there was nothing in his heart.  Her memory. There must have been something between them, otherwise his soul-splitting talisman would not be in her hands. But what would it be?
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