After a while, Chu Xiqing saw those butterflies coming around again, as if they wanted to harass them, but now everyone had no strength to care about it, and let them fly everywhere, but Chu Xiqing had other ideas. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Senior Sister Xiuxi, do you remember that it was the ghost-faced butterfly that kept flying under the copper pot to let us find the clue."

Xiuxi recalled the scene before saying, "Do you think these ghost-faced butterflies are helping us?" How is that possible? ”

"They may not be Lady Wenying's men, but those who have been enslaved by her." Yuanlu came back to his senses.

They ignored the butterflies all the way and found nothing, Xiuxi and Chu Xiqing found the previous curse under the guidance of the butterflies.

Doesn't this have anything to do with butterflies?

"Let's give it a try." At the critical moment, it was Xiuxi who took the idea.

The five of them walked again along the path they had walked, the only difference being to see where the butterflies were going. Sure enough, the butterflies led them to a place that they hadn't noticed, a row of bookshelves that had been empty, and they saw that the bookshelves were empty and left, but now the butterflies were lying on top of them and didn't leave.

Chu Xiqing touched the bookshelf in the past, but there was no response, Yuan Lu knocked a few times, and frowned, "This back is empty." ”

Chamber! The word immediately came to mind. It's a pity that the mechanism can't be found for the time being, and those butterflies don't continue to guide them, so they can only slowly grope for the self-reliant Yuanlu, and finally find a protrusion, and after pressing it, the whole wall turns over, and then I see a room of bamboo slips, fortunately sealed here, and the bamboo slips are well preserved. After the five people came in, they all had a headache when they saw the bamboo slips, do you want to let Yuanlu read these alone, those fonts are not known to others. At this time, the ghost-faced butterfly flew in and stopped on top of a roll of bamboo slips, and it seemed that it was really helping.

Yuan Lu unfolded the bamboo slips, and with last night's hard work, he read much faster. The content of this bamboo slip is very simple, that is, the Xi Kingdom went to fight the monarchy, and after the victory, many people were captured and returned, including the king of the monarchy and the princess Wen Ying.

Mrs. Wen Ying turned out to be the princess of the monarchy, and she could basically make up the rest of the plot in her brain, and the monarch of the Xi Kingdom fell in love with Mrs. Wen Ying's beauty and kept her by his side as a princess, but the monarch of the Xi Kingdom did not treat the beauties well, and the mistreatment of the beauties caused trouble, and in the end, the entire court became a victim of resentment.

But what does that have to do with them being trapped here? Mrs. Wen Ying took revenge, why did she keep them here, was it for cultivation? The five people who didn't know anything about ghost cultivation didn't know Lady Wen Ying's intentions at all, and the longer it dragged on, the worse the situation would be.

"Maybe those ghost-faced butterflies can help us." Yuanlu spoke.

Ghostface may have a clue, and they turned their gaze back to the creatures still lying on the shelves.

A butterfly flew out, stopped on the bamboo slip that had been seen from afar just now, and then flew outside, everyone subconsciously felt that this butterfly was a little different, so they followed it out and found that it flew in the direction of the stage.

The stage was still empty, and the butterflies were hovering on it, not knowing what they wanted to express. Chu Xiqing walked up the unrepaired steps, climbed to the top of the stage, the entire copper platform was unobstructed, in fact, it was not big, there was a forest at the edge, and it was not clear from the outside, the butterfly fell to the ground at this time, Chu Xiqing squatted down to see what was on the ground, and later found out that the butterfly had no strength.

"I think there seems to be a little less spiritual power," Liu Yushuang whispered, "How are you doing?" ”

Here, Liu Yushuang has the lowest level and consumes the most aura, so it is more sensitive. Yuan Lu and Xiuxi didn't take it seriously because they lost very little spiritual power, and now that Liu Yushuang said it, everyone's faces were not very good, and they investigated their aura.

"Lady Wen Ying is absorbing our spiritual power little by little?" Jiang Wanfeng said everyone's conjecture.

What would happen if she finished absorbing the spiritual power of the people present, everyone was worried again.

Chu Xiqing once again said that if they want to fall asleep, they can't sit still and wait for help, but should work hard to ask for help.

Entering the dream again, it was not dark, it seemed to be in a bedroom, the peach-colored figure was sitting with his back to him, Chu Xiqing stood up, and saw through the other party that there was a courtyard outside the window, full of flowers, even in such a lively scene, but he saw loneliness.

The owner of the peach-colored figure held his cheeks in his hands, and Mu Mu sat there dumbfounded, just watching, without paying attention to the scenery.

Chu Xiqing didn't know what she was seeing, she wanted to go up and call out, but finally saw the other party stand up, close the window, and the whole room was dark.

As soon as the picture turned, she saw the figure just now sitting on the bed and crying at a hairpin, and she realized that she was seeing Mrs. Wen Ying. She didn't know if it was a trap for Mrs. Wen Ying, but Mrs. Wen Ying on the other side had already put away the hairpin, and then a man walked in. The person who came looked dignified, and when he saw Mrs. Wen Ying, he had a hint of pampering, and asked her why she was crying again, was she being bullied? Mrs. Wen Ying did not pretend to be unpretentious, and she did not speak at all.

"Why don't you speak? Just because I snatched you back from the monarchy? ”

What a big accident, it turned out that the Xi Kingdom used force against the monarch because of Mrs. Wen Ying, it was really a disaster.

There was still a long silence, and the man walked around a little impatiently, and finally stopped, "You just take revenge on me like this?" Okay, let's consume it. ”

Mrs. Wen Ying, who was tearful and grieving, still didn't speak, no matter how the man coerced and lured, and finally the man slammed the door and left. Mrs. Wen Ying got up and changed her clothes and walked out quickly, but she was stopped at the gate of the palace, saying that the monarch had specially explained that she could not be let out, and Mrs. Wen Ying's begging was useless.

This seems to be a replay of the scene, Chu Xiqing saw Mrs. Wen Ying haggard and disappointed day after day, and finally her eyes were blank, completely lost her aura, and finally one day she seized the opportunity to pretend to be a palace maid out of the palace and came to the city gate, where her husband, the former monarch, was doing hard labor guarding the door, and many people around were watching, she could only watch from afar, and the other party quickly recognized her, smiled at her, and said to live well through the crowd of people coming and going. Chu Xiqing only saw Mrs. Wen Ying's tears falling like rain and returned to the palace, although she became more and more depressed from that day, she no longer ran outside the palace gate.

Xi Guojun thought she had figured it out and flattered her in every possible way, but Mrs. Wen Ying still didn't appreciate it as before, until one day the monarch rewarded her with a bowl of porridge, she drank it and her heart hurt, and then fell into Xi Guojun's arms, it was a bowl of **, which was sent to her mouth by the man who said he loved her. Mrs. Wen Ying didn't want to find out who wanted to kill her, but she remembered that if it weren't for the fact that Xijun, who coveted her beauty, did everything for her own selfish thoughts, destroyed her home, forced her husband to do hard labor, and imprisoned herself in a cold palace, she would still be the free and free Mrs. Wen Ying.

Lady Wen Ying was a weak person in her lifetime, but now she became a fierce and vicious god, and she gathered her own grievances, the grievances of those whose gardens were destroyed, and hovered over this palace, enslaving the people of the entire palace to toil day and night to accompany her in her burial.

Seeing this, Chu Xiqing sighed, isn't this revenge. Mrs. Wen Ying's long skirt swayed in the wind, and she saw the woman with a clear face gradually walking towards her, and looked at herself sadly, "Help me." ”

The picture in front of me seemed to melt, and in the end, only the remaining color blocks of vision remained. Chu Xiqing was thrown out of the dream in an instant, and the pain all over her body made her realize the terrible nature of the other party.

"What's wrong?" Xiuxi reacted and supported Chu Xiqing.

"I saw Lady Wen Ying, begging us to help her." Chu Xiqing slowed down for a while before he could speak.