Chapter 872: Buddha Zen Breaks Thoughts. 1

So, what could it be?

The great curiosity prompted her to grope and try to open the door, the stone door was cold, her hand touched it, and she used her strength, but the stone door did not move at all, and it was thick enough. 【Mairuo Debut】

There should be an organ.

She thought so, just wanting to explore and see if she could open it.

There were footsteps behind him, and San'er's panicked voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Girl, why did you run here?" ”

As soon as the voice came, the person had already arrived at her side, pulled Qiu Yinong away, and pulled back to prevent her from approaching the door again.

"Why are you so flustered?"

Qiu Yinong saw that San'er's face was a little pale, and he was even more curious, behind this stone gate, isn't there a secret, and San'er, don't want Qiu Yinong to know?

Thinking of this, she quietly observed the surrounding environment, behind the bamboo forest is a high snow-capped mountain, behind this stone gate, there should be a stone cave, but she can't get in.

San'er hurriedly smiled reluctantly and said, "Girl, this is a forbidden place, you shouldn't come, go back quickly, if you let Gongzi know that you are here, you will definitely be angry with the slave." ”

San'er couldn't help but pull Qiu Yinong to rescue him, and he didn't let Qiu Yinong get half a step closer to the stone gate at all.

Will Dry Bones be angry?

Qiu Yinong thought about it and felt a little incredible, would that man be angry?

Somewhat unlikely.

She had never seen Dry Bone Huan angry, that person, who seemed to be always gentle as a spring breeze, how could he be angry?

But seeing San'er's scared look, she didn't force her, at most she would find an opportunity in the future, and she would come to explore again, always wanting to know what Dry Guhuan was hiding here.

She waited in the bamboo hut for the dry bones, and this was a day.

At this time, in the capital, the notice of fighting the emperor and not killing Yongle has been plastered all over the streets and alleys, and Yongle, under the escort of Zhao Hanqi and Baiyuan, has already set off towards Xiliang, and in half a month, he will be able to reach Xiliang smoothly.

But at this time, the capital began to be filled with a chill of people.

In the past few days, many people in the capital have been killed, most of them are merchants in the capital, some are making cloth, some are buying grain and other crops, and within two days, more than a dozen people have died, all of them were killed in the middle of the night, and their bodies were scattered on the streets.

The government investigated, but there was no clue, for a while, people in the capital were panicked, many businesses began to close their doors, no one dared to guarantee, the next person to die, will it be themselves!!

Jian'an City was shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere of terror.

From the north of Jian'an City to go more than ten miles, is a symbol of death and darkness of the misty forest, because the miasma is too big, the poisonous gas is smoking, no one dares to approach, through the misty forest within a radius of ten miles, all detour.

Let this misty forest take on a mysterious and terrifying appearance.

The endless primeval forest, covered with thick snow, is only an endless sea of snow as far as the eye can see, and nothing can be seen anymore.

Somewhere in the Misty Forest, the black walls of the old castle-like palace towering high above the edge of the cliff almost merged with the gloomy atmosphere of the Misty Forest, and the crows perched on the spires, occasionally flying by, and letting out a desolate cry.

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