In the inconspicuous small side hall of the palace, a small mourning hall was set up there, no one cried, no one wore linen and filial piety, and threw a few pieces of paper money into the brazier, and turned to look at the door.

The eyes are a little empty and a little helpless.

The person he arranged has not yet come, and the little palace maid is also bold, just because this is a woman who has not been canonized, has no background, and no one will come to guard her when she dies, even if it is to make a show.

He walked to the door and said to the little eunuch standing outside, "Go, call the palace maids who were originally serving her, and say that I ordered them, these stinky girls are really bold, and they don't come to guard the spirit." ”

In fact, it's not that the palace maids don't come to guard the spirit, but that they are afraid, they are really afraid of the dead.

There is a legend in this palace that the souls of the dead, the unjustly deceased, will not leave and will always linger here. And there happened to be a rumor that Lin Shihui was killed by someone, and her soul did not leave, so the imperial concubine found someone to hold a funeral for her.

This rumor is quite timely and true, so those palace maids who are cowardly and timid by nature, they really don't want to be entangled by evil ghosts, after all, when Lin Shihui was alive, they didn't have much friendship with her.

The little eunuch stood at the door, urging the palace maids who changed into white clothes inside, they were crying one by one, and no one wanted to be the first to lead out.

"Hurry up, or none of you will be able to afford it. ”

The little eunuch himself was afraid, but if there were more people with him, he would not be so afraid. So at this time, more than anyone else, he hoped that the palace maids would obey the order.

At night, the wind whistled outside the mourning hall, and the white flags standing at the door made a rustling sound, hulala...... Hulala......

After a while, another gust of wind blew, through the alleys, through the alleys, and made a terrible whistling sound, like a ghost crying, like a demon whispering.

Three or five little palace maids wore white filial piety clothes, and they all knelt on the cold cushions, shivering with cold.

One of the little maids looked up at the coffin in the middle. She swallowed and touched the little palace maid kneeling next to her with her elbow, "Did you hear any sound?"

The little palace maid trembled with fright, and her nerves were already very nervous in this atmosphere. At this time, hearing her say this, I almost screamed.

"What?"

"How can I hear something scratching the coffin, you listen!"

After she finished speaking to the little palace maid, the little palace maid next to her also heard it, and the rest of the little palace maids were also frightened. There was a bold palace maid who wanted to learn to comfort everyone, she whispered, "Don't scare people, there is no sound, it is the sound of the wind." ”

"Really, you listen carefully. ”

In the cold night, the snow is still falling, and this heavy snow has been scared all day, and it is still falling. In addition to the sound of falling snow, when they calm down, there may only be the sound of the wind and their heartbeat.

It was only for a few minutes, and they really didn't hear anything, but after a while, after everyone was relieved, suddenly a strange sound came out of the coffin, as if someone was beating inside, it was so rhythmic, once, once, once......

At this time, these little palace maids. Looking at each other, the frightened eyes could be seen that they were terrified and wanted to confirm from each other whether they had heard the terrible sound as well.

"Wow......"

Almost at the same time. They screamed, then gathered together with their heads in their hands.

"There are ghosts, there are really ghosts, let's go together. ”

There is a palace maid who built yì road.

"No, we'll be put to death. ”

"But what if there are ghosts? There's a ghost. ”

"It's all death anyway. Why don't we open the coffin and take a look. ”

There is a palace maid who mentions yì, in this bleak night, in this small mourning hall with a howling cold wind, this mention yì is really not very good. It's not just bad, it's just terrible.

The incense in the incense burner was burning slowly, and the air was still filled with the faint fragrance.

Several palace maids strengthened their courage, several people stood at the four corners of the coffin, everyone took a deep breath, glanced at each other, and slowly opened the lid of the coffin together.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, everyone held their breath, slowly opened the lid of the coffin, and an amazing scene appeared, they suddenly found that there was nothing in the coffin.

"Ah......h

"How is this possible?

Several people were so frightened that they took a few steps back, there were people in the coffin, they watched Lin Shihui enter the funeral, just now they heard a voice coming from inside, but there was nothing inside.

In the cold wind, several palace maids ran out of the mourning hall like crazy, they were like crazy, they hugged people when they saw them, and then hid behind others in fear.

Treading Lang was already ready to rest, the funeral was just a formality, he knew better than anyone else, after all, he also died from there to this side, and there should be a funeral after he died, but he didn't know anything.

The little eunuch shouted in a panic outside the door, Sunan Ge impatiently got dressed, came out to listen to their nagging, he looked at the little eunuch standing in the snow, and couldn't help but feel funny, "You said there are ghosts?"

"Well, they're all going crazy, there's no one in the coffin. ”

The little eunuch didn't see anything, but at this time his face turned pale with fright, and his legs were already weak when he heard about it.

"Is there a ghost?

Ta Lang picked up the long sword he was now accustomed to, and followed the little eunuch all the way to the mourning hall.

There were messy footprints on the snow, and there was chaos outside the mourning hall, and many people stood at the door, but they didn't dare to break in.

When everyone saw the waves, it was as if they had seen a savior, and they all came to tell that the people in the coffin were gone.

Ta Lang felt curious, this person was lying in the coffin Lin Shihui, but he saw it lying in with his own eyes.

Although there was a bleak atmosphere when he entered the mourning hall, he was not so afraid, he opened the pipe and took a look, Lin Shihui was lying in it well, and suddenly came out with a stomach.

"You people, you can't make a move in the middle of the night, right? What about the people who kept the spirit just now? they all dragged me out to make thirty boards, and the spirit guard was not well guarded, so they made me a bunch of moths. ”

When he went out, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, which happened to be the one he had just come into contact with outside during the New Year's holiday.

This is a kind of incense that can cause people to hallucinate and see or hear sounds that normal people can't see and can't hear.

At this point, he turned back and found that the person in the coffin was missing, and the pipe was empty.

"It turned out that someone was making a ghost......

It's just that Treading Waves doesn't understand who is doing such a prank, and who benefits from doing so.

The palace maid who was going to play the board outside was so scared that she cried and called her mother, and she couldn't bear to step on the waves, "Forget it, for the sake of the princess's face, you don't have to play the board, but you must go in and continue to keep the spirit, otherwise you ......"

As he spoke, he pinched off the burning incense, and then secretly began to investigate who put the incense. (To be continued.) )