At night, a bright moon hangs high in the night sky, the air is dry and cold, and there is no wind. The few people in Lijiang City rushed to the center of the city to visit the Lantern Festival community fireworks. The corner where the Happy Mansion is located was lifeless, and the occasional insects and birds were chirping, which made it even more desolate.

After dinner, Pu Zixuan kept waiting at home, lit the candlelight in each room early, and the houses flashed in the shaking fire, and it seemed that there were monsters dancing around every corner.

Among the bushes a hundred steps away from the Xinfu, Zhu Yuanliang led twenty constables, fully armed, and ambushed here. They agreed that if Pu Zixuan encountered any danger and needed rescue, he would knock out the candles on the terrace, and everyone would rush forward to eliminate the monsters.

Pu Zixuan was sincerely grateful for this, but he was confident that it was unnecessary. However, he deliberately wanted these warriors who were good at fighting to witness how they subdued demons alone and showed the limelight, so he agreed to their arrangement.

During dinner, Pu Zixuan drank three bowls of wine. While he was excited, he sat on the stool in the hall early, with various weapons placed beside him: swords, swords, crossbows, and pans... He was as if he was facing a great enemy, and he was constantly practicing various ways of monsters appearing in his mind, and then he started an attack handsomely.

For this blue-blooded monster, Pu Zixuan had long been convinced of their existence and believed that they must have some strange connection with his life experience.

Why do they want to eat my heart? What is the source of my power? Is it related to my father's disappearance? What's going on with amber... There are so many mysteries that I need to capture such a monster alive to question it, and this time this talking banshee is the best target. For this reason, I am fearless, and even, I hope that she will appear again quickly. I will step on her feet, point her nose with a crossbow, and let her come in all kinds of ways!

Time passed quietly, Pu Zixuan kept staring at every move around him with his breath. In the silence of death, he felt his hearing become extremely sensitive.

Finally, he heard the familiar breathing sound, "Ha-ha-" from far to near, and came around the beam.

She came indeed! Where would she appear? Is it a terrace? A window? Or a door? Pu Zixuan held a crossbow in his left hand and a pan in his right hand. Although he was still drunk, his palm was covered in cold sweat.

At a certain moment, the breathing suddenly disappeared. I think the banshee had stopped, in a corner of this huge happy mansion!

Pu Zixuan judged that the banshee should have stopped in his bedroom on the second floor with the last sound.

It's really strange. When the monster really appears, he never felt this fear. No wonder he told his husband: the greatest fear of human beings comes from the unknown.

Pu Zixuan subconsciously looked at Zhu Yuanliang's ambush, unconsciously moved to the candlelight, and thought about it over and over again, finally gave up asking for help and came to the second floor as if walking on thin ice. He felt his legs and feet tremble and his steps were staggering, as if several steps had made him walk for a lifetime.

Finally, he arrived at the porch on the second floor and saw that the door that was originally closed in his bedroom had indeed been opened. He leaned carefully against the exterior wall and looked in. There was no one! He entered directly and glanced under the bed with a crossbow. There was still no one! The place where the monster could hide was only in the closet!

Pu Zixuan held his breath and went to the door of the wardrobe, hooked the door of the wardrobe with his toes, shouting, "Go to die!" Then he shot an arrow into the wardrobe, but only saw the arrow shooting solidly on the wooden board of the wardrobe!

There is no one everywhere, could it be...behind the door?

Pu Zixuan suddenly felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind. Without thinking much, he raised the pan in his right hand and turned around to swing the pan out! Only a muffled sound of "dang" was heard, and the banshee who was sneaking into the ground behind him fell to the ground!

Pu Zixuan looked at the unconscious woman who had been lying on the ground. The fear that had been suppressed for too long was finally released. He kicked her in the waist with his feet and laughed out loud: "Haha, stinky monster, aren't you telling me to wait? I'm here, come and eat! Come on! Haha!"

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In less than a cup of tea, the woman had woken up and was tied to the wooden bench in the main hall by Pu Zixuan. She was questioned: "You are actually the white-haired banshee during the day and came to seek revenge at night? Are you? Tell me quickly!"

The woman lamented innocently: "Oh, respected dandelion, I have said it many times. I am not a white-haired banshee and don't know her. My name is Chen Shuqing. I'm here to ask you for help tonight. Please help me untie the rope."

Pu Zixuan sarcastically said, "Hmph, I still want to lie to me, Liu Yueshan, Chen Shuqing, if I believe you again, wouldn't I be stupider than that fat man?"

In the bushes outside the house, Zhu Yuanliang sneezes and scolds, "Damn, who is talking about me behind my back?"

Inside the room, the woman sighed and said, "Oh, Xiaoqi, what should you say before you believe me?"

Pu Zixuan immediately asked alertly: "The name 'Xiaoqi' is the nickname my father gave me when he was a child. Because I was born just seven jin, when I grew up, he stopped calling it that. Even Fatty Don didn't know this name, how did you know it?"

The woman replied proudly: "Don't talk about your nickname, I know everything about your ancestors' nine generations. Your father's name is Pu Weihai, your grandfather's name is Pu Zhongshan, and your great-grandfather's name is Pu Qifan..."

Before the woman could continue to say it, Pu Zixuan interrupted in surprise: "Stop, how do you know these things?"

"Because, I have been paying attention to your Pu family since the ninth generation of your ancestors."

Pu Zixuan was even more surprised: "You have always emphasized the 'nine generations'. I ask you, why are the 9th generation of ancestors? Isn't it generally said that the 18th generation of ancestors?"

The woman asked in surprise: "Ah, your ancestors are so famous, don't you even know about it? Did your father Pu Weihai not tell you about such an important thing?"

"My father disappeared when I was very young. I didn't even know what my mother's name was, let alone the ninth generation of ancestors? Since you know, please call me quickly!" After saying that, Pu Zixuan raised the crossbow and pointed it at the woman.

The woman said angrily: "Put down this ghost thing and untie the rope for me. Are you looking for someone else's tone of what you should have?"

Pu Zixuan said disdainfully: "You monster, are you qualified to negotiate with me now?"
Chapter completed!