As if she understood what Qingsi was thinking, the maid took down a colorful stone from her body and put it in Qingsi's hand.

Qingsi looked at the stone in her hand and patted it gently, and sure enough, another stone hanging on the maid's body lit up with the rhythm of Qingsi.

The maid looked at Qingsi, there was surprise in her eyes, she didn't expect Qingsi to understand how to use this, Qingsi looked at the maid with a surprised look. Thinking of the person who taught him how to use it, his eyes darkened.

Before the maid found out, Qingsi put away her expression.

Although the maid was puzzled, she didn't ask much, Qingsi waved her hand, signaling that she knew, and let the maid go down.

The maid went down very obediently, and now Qingsi is like an ordinary mortal, and she can't use any spells, as long as she wants to urge the spiritual power in her body, her whole body is as if she is about to be torn apart by life.

Qingsi wiped the sweat from her forehead, closed her eyes unwillingly, and wanted to try again.

But no matter how many times you try, the final result is the same, Qingsi lay on the bed in pain and couldn't speak, how could this be, it stands to reason that with his own physique, such a thing as a point should be useless, why is it so powerful this time.

Qingsi covered her stomach and wiped the sweat on her forehead, thinking hard, at this time, the colorful stone around Qingsi lit up, and it was the maid who noticed Qingsi's abnormality and asked Qingsi what was wrong.

How could Qingsi allow herself to show her weak side in front of others again and again, so Qingsi reluctantly raised her hand and patted it lightly on the multicolored stone to prove that she was fine.

The other end of the multicolored stone finally fell silent.

Qingsi has also eased up, picked up the multicolored stone next to the bed and looked at it carefully.

Unexpectedly, this multicolored stone was even more sensitive than the stone that Chu Mochen gave him.

You can also react accordingly according to the changes in your own breath, which is simply a necessary weapon for monitoring the captives, thinking that you have lost all your mana, Huo Yunyi also prepared such a magic weapon to see herself.

The corners of Qingsi's mouth couldn't help but evoke a sneer of disdain, this Huoyun Yi was really too cautious.

Thinking like this, Qingsi put down the multicolored stone in his hand, and just as Qingsi was about to throw the multicolored stone aside to sleep well, Qingsi touched a different bulge.

Qingsi then picked up the multicolored stone that had been put down again, and sure enough, she found a different pattern in a small corner of the multicolored stone.

The pattern is very simple, only a few curves make up the green silk in front of me, and I found that it seems to be a name, and the green silk carefully identifies it.

"Clouds, songs. Qingsi read it out, could it be that it was the maid's name? Qingsi thought suspiciously, and looked at the sky outside the window.

It's still early, and I'm bored anyway, so I might as well call her over and ask.

Qingsi looked at the stone, and the colorful stone on the maid's side immediately flashed, and seeing Qingsi take the initiative to call herself, the maid hurriedly came to Qingsi's house.

Qingsi pointed to the multicolored stone and asked, "Is this your name on it?"

The maid looked at Qingsi and blinked suspiciously, gesticulating to let Qingsi say slowly, Qingsi asked again, this time the maid understood what Qingsi meant, lowered her eyes, and nodded invisibly.

Qingsi asked again: "Your name is Yunge?" The maid looked at Qingsi and opened her mouth, but she was afraid that Qingsi would not understand, so she brought a pen and paper.

The maid wrote down her name on the white paper one by one, and brought it to Qingsi, who read it softly: "Lingge." ”

"Your name is Lingge?" asked Qingsi, Lingge called Qingsi out her name, although she couldn't hear it, she still smiled very happily, picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, "I used to sing very well." ”

After writing it, he was afraid that Qingsi would not believe it, so he looked at Qingsi worriedly, and Qingsi smiled at Lingge soothingly: "I believe you." ”

Lingge was not as happy as she was at the beginning, and nodded slowly, Qingsi saw Lingge showing a slightly sad expression, knowing that Lingge might have thought of the past.

Qingsi thought about it for a moment, and felt that this was an opportunity to enlist Lingge to help her find out the news.

Qingsi looked up at Lingge and asked, "Do you know how to spell?" Lingge thought for a while, and wrote, "Like the master of the door?"

Qingsi nodded, Lingge looked at Qingsi and shook her head ashamedly, and wrote, "The master of the door will not let us maids learn spells. ”

Qingsi nodded clearly, since this is the case, it will be much easier to do, after thinking about it, Qingsi asked again: "I'm bored now, would you like to chat with me?"

Qingsi's face was full of earnestness, Lingge looked at Qingsi's lonely expression, her heart softened, and she nodded.

Qing Si asked casually, "How did you get into the Five Gu Shenxuan Gate?"

Lingge thought about it, picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper, and when Lingge finished writing, Qingsi picked up the handwriting full of handwriting and just wanted to read it.

It turned out that Lingge was also a young lady from a wealthy family, and when the family was in the middle of the road, Lingge and his younger brother were sold to Renlingzi, and Renlingzi sold Lingge's younger brother and disappeared.

Lingge could only beg for food while looking for his younger brother, and suddenly one day, when Lingge woke up again, he found himself in a clean wooden house, a woman came in and told Lingge that she was now a maid in the Five Gu Shenxuan Gate, Lingge wanted to ask what was going on, but found that he couldn't speak, the woman went out after speaking, Lingge fell asleep again after the woman went out, and when she woke up, Lingge could neither hear nor speak.

Qingsi looked at the ink on the paper that had not dried, it seems that this is also a hard-working woman, but there are so many hard-working people in the world, Qingsi has lived for more than a hundred years, and she may have sympathy at first, but now in this situation, Qingsi only has some pity for Lingge, but she doesn't plan to take Lingge away when she leaves one day.

Qingsi looked at Lingge and said sympathetically, "Then have you found your brother now?"

Lingge shook her head sadly, she had been here, she couldn't speak, and no one was going to help her find her brother. Qingsi held Lingge's hand and said guiltily, "I'm sorry." ”

Lingge pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head, and went out.

Qingsi looked at Lingge's sparse back, but the guilt lingering in her heart couldn't get rid of it.

I'm sorry, Qingsi whispered in her heart, if I can't use you, then I can't leave here.

Thinking like this, Qingsi lay on the black jade bed, looking at the azure gauze tent, thinking about how to escape.