The cold palace is not a waste palace, there are naturally people.

Mu Ling's calm and calm voice dragged Shiqin's heart to the bottom even lower.

Shiqin didn't dare to stay alone, so he hurriedly followed the sound and ran to Mu Ling's side.

There was no light in the hall, it was dark and cold, and the air was filled with the smell of rotten and mildewy dust.

Shiqin was helpless, ran up and stumbled, almost planted a dog to gnaw mud, and was stopped by Mu Ling.

A quiet and calm voice sounded in her ears, "Slow down, the slate is so hard, it hurts to plant it." ”

In autumn, the weather is cold, there is dew, and the slate is wet and slippery.

Shiqin grabbed Mu Ling's hand, and her heart fell slightly.

However, when she followed Mu Ling's gaze and looked into the corner, her eyes cracked, and she almost broke her guts.

A dark figure nestled in a corner, ragged.

Shiqin didn't have the slightest preparation, and when he saw it coldly, he was startled, and suddenly screamed.

The piercing voice frightened Mu Ling, and it also frightened the people hiding here into a flash, using their hands and feet together, and running away without a trace.

Shiqin had goosebumps all over her body, and she couldn't stop screaming.

Mu Ling hurriedly reassured: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's a living person." ”

Shiqin trembled, "Miss, that's—that's ......"

Is it human? Is it a ghost?

She was so scared that she realized that her back was wet and full of cold sweat.

Mu Ling lived in the cold palace for a while, patted her hand, and told her not to be afraid, "It's also a poor person, see you in the future, don't scare her." ”

It's better to make it clear that you're going to live here in the future.

I have to find a place to settle down tonight, the smell in the hall is very bad, and there is no one to clean it at ordinary times, and there is no master in the hall at all.

Mu Ling didn't go around, she chose an open leeward place, sat on the ground, tonight, this is her bed.

There is a lot of dust, but Mu Ling doesn't care, what she is most afraid of is rats and lice.

The former steals food, the latter steals human blood, and is the most abrasive.

Shiqin was trembling, and from time to time she looked around in fright, so Mu Ling asked her to find some firewood with her.

"This place is so remote, how can there be firewood......" Shiqin didn't dare to move, so he said.

Mu Ling pointed to the tables and chairs in the hall, "Well, use these." The night was cold, so we slept on the ground, afraid that we would fall into a cold disease in a few days. ”

smashed the tables and chairs as firewood, and pulled the curtains in the hall to fuel the fire, Mu Ling directly threw the lantern up.

The wood is damp and "crackling" when burned, but it makes people's hearts quiet.

Mu Ling and Shiqin warmed themselves around the firelight, they were very bored, and they had nothing to do with the latter, and they talked.

"You and the four chess players entered the mansion at a very young age?"

Shiqin's eyes reflected the fire, and he said softly: "The slaves and maids are all born children of the house, and they have been slaves in the house for generations. Before entering the palace, the slave and maid only knew one chess, and the painting and book were transferred from the lady's Zhuangzi. ”

At the mention of her family, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

However, this peace was not long before it was broken.

There was a sudden exclamation in the hall, and in this quiet night, it was miserable and miserable.

One fell and several sounds, only to hear the scream of the ghost crying wolf, which came from all directions.

Shiqin was so frightened that she almost fell into the fire, "Ghost, there's a ghost—"

Her whole face was pale and bloodless, and she was obviously frightened.

Mu Ling's scalp was also numb, "Xu, Xu is the rumor......"

If she hadn't come to this place, borrowed her corpse to resurrect her soul, and became Mu Ling, she must have been a staunch materialist.

Now, Mu Ling has lost that firmness.

Shiqin was really scared half to death, crying in panic, hiding behind the pillar and hugging into a ball, no matter what Mu Ling said, he refused to get up.

No, Mu Ling had to strengthen his courage and check the source of the screams at the beginning.

I don't know how long I want to live in the cold palace, but I can always feel at ease when I take a look.

Liang Chu's harem is mostly the daughter of powerful ministers, the harem is like a court, and each family fights fiercely, and from time to time there is a concubine who walks around this cold palace.

Speaking of this emperor, he really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Mu Ling guessed that the scream like a wolf howl just now was probably made by the group of convicted concubines.

Walking through the atrium, Mu Ling suddenly found that there seemed to be two female figures in the pavilion, whimpering, crying fiercely.

She didn't dare to step forward, guessing that these women didn't seem to be crazy, but rather crazy.

Everyone thinks that after entering the palace, they are not honored and rich, but also have no worries about food and clothing, and they are afraid that no one has ever thought that once they fall out of favor, what awaits them is more sad than death.

Mu Ling shook his head and sighed, stopped moving forward, turned around and went back to the front hall, planning to rest with Shiqin earlier.

It's just that the pavilion rockery is going around and around, and unconsciously, she seems to be walking farther and farther, without a trace of familiarity.

Is it possible that you are still lost?

The wind blew through the grass, and someone seemed to be talking in front of him, Mu Ling sighed, intending to go over and ask.

It's just that she didn't take two steps before she froze in place.

"Well, comfortable...... Sooner ......"

"Huhu, baby, it really makes me think."

Mu Ling didn't dare to come out, so he listened to the front palace wall, a man and a woman, who were **.

The palace gate has long been locked, how can there be men stranded in this palace?!

Mu Ling didn't dare to make a sound, and left at this time, and was afraid that the sound of Suosuo's footsteps would arouse the vigilance of the two people, and he would not be able to escape when he was afraid.

I only hope that these two who are not ashamed will hurry up and everything will be fine.

Mu Ling made up his mind and squatted in place.

I thought that I would have to cover my ears and grind for a long time, but who knew that the **** behind the palace wall came to an abrupt end, and then the woman screamed.

It's like half a basin of ice in boiling water, and it's quiet for a while.

This strange aura made Mu Ling dare not move again, and even lightened his breathing.

There seemed to be a sneer that went away with the wind.

After a long time, it was so long that Mu Ling's legs did not circulate blood, and she was soft in the grass, so she finally moved.

Mu Ling cautiously searched for the place where the sound came from.

It's just that the palace wall in front of her is extremely high, and there are no doors and windows to the left and right, so she doesn't know what's going on outside—although she knows in her heart that just now, it must be a dead person.

There seemed to be a smell of blood in the air.

Mu Ling covered her pounding heart, staggered back, the night was colder, and the sweat on her body seemed to be condensed into ice ballast.

From time to time on the road, I will meet some sluggish or smiling women, without exception, all of whom are in tattered clothes and described as withered beggars.

Bumping into each other, Mu Ling searched for a long time before he was so frightened that he found the lyre who had fainted.

She didn't dare to go too far from this place anymore, and with great effort, she dragged the squire to the fire, and the warm flames made her feel more relaxed.

There were no external injuries on Shi Qin's body, and Mu Ling guessed that this girl was afraid that she would be scared.

Fortunately, it was not the rim cigarette that came today, and the child was even less timid.