Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

"A bunch of nonsense."

Hearing this long-lost name, Yuan Shiqi's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and he was obviously a little excited.

Chiwu didn't expect him to react so strongly and immediately raised his hands above his head, for he was really afraid that he would accidentally discharge the gun.

"Bai Yingmei was killed by the Yuan family. Elder Yuan was afraid that her ghost would seek revenge, so he placed her tablet in the ancestral hall. Young Master, if you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself."

He said all his words in one breath, with the gun still pointed at his head. Chiwu was unsure of Yuan Shiqi's thoughts and dared not speak again.

His Adam's apple kept rolling and Yuan Shiqi's eyes were a little red.

Chiwu publicly accused the Yuan family of killing people, but Wenren Yihan did not feel anger from him. Instead, he saw deep hatred in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go and see it together."

"Brother, I'm going too..."

Yuan Kemin, whose face was still pale, reluctantly stood up and followed behind.

Yuan Shiqi took Chiwu to the ancestral hall and ordered the people he brought with him to send the guests back to their rooms and keep them under guard.

"trouble……"

"trouble……"

……

After returning from the reception room, Wenren Yihan kept rubbing the hand of a certain palace surnamed Samo and repeating these two words.

He kept repeating this for five minutes.

Duan Ran, who came over, almost thought he was possessed.

"Brother Fox?"

"Yes, the Second Hospital."

It's still normal, Duan Ran felt relieved.

Gong Chi's puppy jumped out of Wenren Yihuan's arms and turned back into human form.

"what happened?"

He remembered that the little fox had never looked so distressed before.

He told the two about the discovery of Bai Yingmei and Hong Ling at the scene of Xun Honger's death, and Wen Ren Yihuan added some details to Page's notebook and showed it.

Bai Yingmei + Yuan family = revenge for the extermination of the entire family.

Bai Yingmei + Yuan Shiqi = childhood sweethearts.

Bai Yingmei+Yuan Jia+Yuan Shiqi=?

Duan Ran pressed his face against the notebook, then said he didn't understand and asked for an explanation.

Three prop cats also popped out of Wenren Yihuan's pocket.

"The appearance of Yuan Shiqi will complicate Bai Yingmei's wishes."

Gong Chi summarized the three equations in just one sentence.

Bai Yingmei's hatred for the Yuan family who killed her and her entire family, and her love for Yuan Shiqi, her childhood sweetheart, both influence her wishes.

A mixture of love and hate is most likely to confuse people.

If Yuan Shiqi did not show up, Wen Ren Yihuan was 90% sure that her wish was to make the Yuan family pay for their blood debt with blood.

But now, what if Bai Yingmei is still in love with Yuan Shiqi?

What if she gave up the idea of ​​revenge because of her feelings for Yuan Shiqi?

If she wanted to have a love story between a human and a ghost, would Wenren Yihan and the others tie up Yuan Shiqi and have a wedding ceremony with him?

Of course there are worse.

"It's possible that if you ask her, she won't know what she wants."

If Bai Yingmei herself can't figure out her own wishes, how can Wenren Yihan and Duan Ran complete the mission?

"If you knew this, you would have helped her kill them all earlier." Wenren Yihuan said suddenly.

"Ah?" Duan Ran's scalp tingled, "Brother Fox, are you serious?"

"of course not."

Wen Ren Yihan fiddled with his furry ears with his fingers and felt his head itchy. He thought he was going to grow a fox head.

"Have you ever been in love?"

After hearing the analysis, Gong Chi couldn't help but ask him.

Black Cat in Blue Hat: "He started to pry into Foxy's privacy, meow..."

Black cat with pink collar: "Is he a little bit... just a little bit..."

Black Cat with Blue Top Hat: "Don't say 'yes or no', he definitely has it! Definitely has it, meow!"

"What are you talking about, meow? What happened between him and Kitsune?"

……

The two Tarot cats hid in their pockets and whispered to each other, and Milk Tea Master Meow was confused.

"Someone in the family is in love."

There is an orange cat spirit at home who is in love with a Taoist priest.

Wenren Yihuan thought of the time when they were in an ambiguous relationship, and he undertook nearly 60% of the work for Wenren Yian in the Wangyun Street area, and his ears itched even more.

"Oh."

Gong Chi didn't seem to care about the answer and shifted his gaze to look at the scenery.

"You're pretending, meow." The black cat in the blue hat is the most outspoken (and annoying) little cat.

Feeling that Gong Chi was in a strange mood, Wen Ren Yihuan, who didn't understand why, poked his palm with the tip of his big tail.

Why does he feel like he's in an even weirder mood?

"Where's [Fool] meow?"

After gossiping for a long time, the couple finally remembered to care about their "colleagues".

Yuan Shiqi did not see the tablet of Bai Yingmei that Chiwu mentioned in the ancestral hall, but he did see the stone lions at the door that had been pried over by someone.

The subordinates who accompanied him were talking about it, saying that two people from the Yuan family had died tragically, and that the stone lions at the entrance of the ancestral hall, which symbolized peace and could ward off evil spirits, had fallen down.

I'm afraid it's a bad omen.

"Where is the tablet you mentioned?"

Yuan Shiqi questioned Chiwu.

He searched the entire ancestral hall but could not find the tablet belonging to Bai Yingmei.

He was actually secretly glad that he didn't actually find it in the ancestral hall.

"That's impossible! It was up there yesterday!"

If he didn't want to gain Yuan Shiqi's trust and use the power of NPCs to deal with ghosts, he wouldn't have done this, but he didn't expect that it would make Yuan Shiqi have a worse impression of him.

"Sir, is this it?"

A subordinate who was following the search waved, holding a tablet in his hand.

Yuan Shiqi strode up to him, took the tablet, and held his breath.

"Where did you find it?" Yuan Shiqi's voice was terribly hoarse, and he still had a glimmer of hope at this moment.

"This one is a little smaller than the others, and is right behind the tablet in the last row."

Touching the marks on the card, Bai Yingmei's name was like a needle, knocking into Yuan Shiqi's heart bit by bit.

Immersed in old pain, he did not notice that in the corner of the ancestral hall where the sunlight could not reach, a flash of sneer crossed Yuan Keming's face.

The servants were privately spreading the news that the ancestral hall had indeed found Miss Bai's tablet.

"What? But isn't Bai Yingmei's tablet here with us?"

Duan Ran was the first one who didn't understand. He had carried the tablet back with him with great difficulty, and it was still under his bed.

When they were digging up Qi Xiaochen's ashes last night, they entered the ancestral hall and took away Bai Yingmei's tablet.

How could Chiwu possibly find another one for Yuan Shiqi?

He made one temporarily?

It's not reasonable enough either.

"It wasn't the cat that was originally in the ancestral hall. Yuan Kemin put it in there to avoid people!"

The [Fool] Meow, who was sent to the ancestral hall by Gong Chi and successfully brought back the news, corrected him.

It saw with its own eyes Yuan Kemin take out a small tablet from his sleeve and place it behind a tablet.

"Did Yuan Kemin also make a tablet for Bai Yingmei? But if he really had a conscience, he wouldn't have done such a beastly thing in the first place, right?"

Is it possible that after killing someone, you dismember the body and then set up an altar for the person?

When it was time for dinner, Duan Ran quietly returned to his room to wait for food. After all, the guests were still in captivity, and only one meal was served to each room.

Wenren Yihan lay on the bed, twisting two pieces of red cloth together, tying a knot, then untying them and tying them again.

Is the tablet the focus?

No, it's not a tablet, then why would there be a second tablet in the ancestral hall for Yuan Shiqi to see...

"It's to see Yuan Shiqi's tablet."

Squeezing the teardrop mole at the corner of the eye with his thumb, Wen Ren Yihuan came to a conclusion.

Yuan Kemin wanted to see Yuan Shiqi's reaction.

The red fabric in his hand suddenly sparked.

Wenren Yihuan used his extremely fast reaction speed to throw it into the water cup on the table.

But the flame did not go out. The flame suddenly grew to more than half a meter high.

Holding a certain palace maid named Samo, Wenren Yihan didn't even look at the door that was blocked by fire. He jumped up with his legs, broke through the window and jumped out of the room.

The series of movements should not take more than forty seconds to complete.

What’s outrageous is that the house behind me is half burned down.