The corpse came from the torture table, which was the place where the sinners were executed in the palace. The corpses that came out there still had to be clean, but just thinking about it was not simple.

Qiao'er pushed the door in behind her, pointed at Jing Wan'er and said, "Freak, what kind of means did you use, Shang Gong actually asked me to dispose of the corpse with you, should you not, will you not ......?"

Listening to the fear in the second half of this voice, Qiao'er obviously remembered what Jing Wan'er said last night that someone would take over the corpse for her once she left the handyman room.

Jing Wan'er turned around and saw Qiao'er's face pale, but she didn't intend to explain, and the corners of her mouth hooked: "Shang Gong's orders, how do I know the reason." If you're worried, why don't you ask Shang Gong in front of him? ”

Qiao'er shuddered, who dared to ask in front of Shang Gong, Jing Wan'er was clearly ridiculing her.

"You'd better go and prepare now," Jing Wan'er reminded that there was this idle time to worry about, "Shang Gong said that it should be dealt with as soon as possible, now that the sun has risen, the stronger the sun, the heavier the smell of corpses, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Qiao'er's face turned a little whiter, and it seemed that she hadn't seen the corpse yet, and she was already scared stupid.

Suddenly, her eyes turned red, she covered her mouth and ran out.

I can't stand this level, Jing Wan'er shook her head.

She also had to hurry up and get ready, Liang Shanggong said that the body had been dragged over, that is, in the firewood room.

The key to the firewood room was only available to her and the palace people around Liang Shanggong, so when she came to the door of the firewood room and saw that the lock had been moved, she knew that a new corpse had been sent over.

Jing Wan'er opened the door of the firewood room, and there was still the smell of pine inside, she was a little surprised.

The mat had been re-rolled and carefully tied with rope, and in the mat, only a person's limbs and torso could be faintly seen, and the rest of the most important places were actually empty.

Jing Wan'er had already mentioned it in her heart...... She seemed to understand that it was a beheaded corpse.

Jing Wan'er walked over slowly, I don't know if it is the effect of rosin, I can't smell the smell of the corpse for the time being, of course, there is another possibility - the corpse has just died not long ago.

It's not yet time for the smell of decay.

Jing Wan'er took a breath, and for the first time felt that there was a feeling of coldness in the invisible places around her.

Jing Wan'er looked at the corpse for a while, and then withdrew again, she needed to prepare clothes and waist tags, not just drag the corpse out of the gate of this palace.

When she returned, she saw a Qiao'er who was wrapped in gaps.

Qiao'er was covered with a thick coat and at least three layers of face towels around her face, obviously worried that the corpse would have any smell or dirt touching her.

It's a pity that she doesn't even stretch out her hand like this, how to move the corpse.

Jing Wan'er glanced at her, and then looked away indifferently.

Her disdain angered Qiao'er: "Jing Wan'er, you dare to look down on me?!" ”

A lowly slave who disposes of corpses, why should he look down on her?

Jing Wan'er didn't want to argue with her, so she walked under the bed and turned out her dictatorship, a set of palace maid clothes and stacked the waist cards on it.

After she took out the things, she turned to Jing Wan'er and said, "You can just watch from the side for a while, don't let you stretch out your hand." ”

Especially Liang Shanggong explained that she had to do it cleanly, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was afraid that something bad would happen.

But Qiao'er was stunned, and she couldn't believe Jing Wan'er's kindness, so she didn't let her stretch out her hand? Are you sure?

"You, what you say counts?" Qiao'er was a little incoherent.

Jing Wan'er glanced at her, and the corners of her mouth widened: "Do you dare to stretch out your hand?" ”

If Jing Wan'er had been so ridiculed in the past, Qiao'er would have to fight with her endlessly, but this time, Qiao'er was really afraid of touching the corpse from the bottom of her heart, and since Jing Wan'er didn't let her touch it, she couldn't ask for it.

Jing Wan'er didn't pay any attention to her anymore, picked up the guy and walked out of the door, "Go to the firewood room." ”

Qiao'er shrank back: "Go, what are you doing there?" ”

Jing Wan'er glanced at her: "The corpse is there, what do you say to do?" ”

Qiao'er trembled, only following Jing Wan'er, Jing Wan'er was familiar with the way to the firewood room, opened the door with the key, and saw the bones wrapped in straw mats inside.

Qiao'er only saw the inside of the straw mat at a glance, and from the shape of the straw mat, it could already be seen that the corpse was headless. Her limbs were limp, and she was on the verge of fainting.

Apart from Jing Wan'er, who else has seen a dead person here?

Jing Wan'er stepped forward and pulled the rope on the straw mat, which was quite heavy.

Corpses are heavier than ever.

She couldn't help but clench her hands, wrap the rope around her arm a few times, and began to drag the straw mat out of the firewood room with all her might.

Qiao'er had already screamed and retreated, looking at Jing Wan'er with wide eyes and incredulity.

In her eyes, Jing Wan'er, who doesn't change her face, is a freak to the letter, isn't this freak afraid that the evil ghost will come to the door at night?

But every night, on the palace maid's chase, Jing Wan'er slept the most soundly.

Jing Wan'er held her breath and glanced at Qiao'er: "What are you waiting for, why don't you come over to help?" ”

Qiao'er trembled: "You, you said you wouldn't let me touch it!" ”

Jing Wan'er stared at her with her eyes: "I said I wouldn't let you touch the corpse, but if you don't even help pull the rope, don't blame me for telling Lord Shanggong." ”

This coincident, do you really think you can just stand aside and watch?

Qiao'er seemed to finally react, she still had to be inevitably very close to the corpse, she bit her lower lip with tears in her eyes, and slowly leaned towards Jing Wan'er's side.

Jing Wan'er handed the rope in her hand to Qiao'er: "You pull the front." ”

In this case, at least there is a Jing Wan'er between Qiao'er and the corpse.

Qiao'er could only grit her teeth and hold the rope. There is also Jing Wan'er's body temperature on the rope, and Qiao'er has to endure it so that she doesn't throw it away.

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The two dragged the corpse swept by the grass and came to Wenchang Gate.

When the two generals guarding the gate saw Jing Wan'er coming again, they all showed disgust. At this time, Jing Wan'er put down the rope and skillfully took out the waist card.

"Two big brothers, do you still need to open the straw mat?" Jing Wan'er asked deliberately.

If they want to open it, it's not her problem.

But unexpectedly, the two generals waved their hands in annoyance: "Don't open it, bad luck." "Anyone could tell it was a headless corpse.

Jing Wan'er smiled deliberately: "Then thank you two big brothers." ”

Qiao'er stood there without moving, as if she had become a wooden man.

Jing Wan'er went back and pulled up the rope again, and was about to go out, but the two generals frowned: "Wait, what about the two of you and the other person's waist card?" ”

The corpse can be examined without examination, and a big living person can't go out of the palace casually, really when this palace gate is easy to enter and exit?

Jing Wan'er was stunned for a moment and looked at Qiao'er.

Qiao'er was also nervous, and subconsciously touched her body, "I, I forgot to bring my waist card." ”

Forgot to bring?

Jing Wan'er has a big head and can forget everything, how can she forget the waist card. These little palace maids, the waist card is the identity, how can they get out of the palace without the waist card?

Sure enough, when the two generals heard that there was no waist card, they changed color, and said coldly: "You can't leave the palace without a waist card, otherwise you will be punished as a fugitive slave." ”

Fugitive slaves, that is a capital crime, Qiao'er shuddered on the spot.

Jing Wan'er was really speechless, she looked up and saw that the sun had risen, and at this time, she dragged the corpse back, back and forth, I am afraid that it would be wasted more than two hours.

Qiao'er's face turned white in a hurry.

Jing Wan'er could only make a quick decision: "You stay here and wait, I will go out and dispose of the body, and then come back with you to restore my life." ”

Liang Shanggong asked for two people to be together, and if any one of them was alone, the other would be unlucky.

Unexpectedly, after Qiao'er's face turned pale, she immediately said: "No, Shang Gong told me to never leave your side!" ”

Sure enough, Qiao'er's role was to spy on her, Jing Wan'er glanced at her, but now the situation is forced here. These people guarding the palace gate have never recognized cards but not people, so even if Jing Wan'er's face has appeared at the palace gate countless times, if she doesn't have a waist card, she will not be allowed to leave the palace.

Jing Wan'er looked at Qiao'er and said, "There is another way, that is, you take the corpse out of the palace to ensure that the corpse is disposed of in front of you, and I will stay here and wait for you." ”

Since Liang Shanggong couldn't trust Jing Wan'er, so he let Qiao'er follow, so as long as Qiao'er handled it herself, it naturally didn't matter to Jing Wan'er.

But Qiao'er's courage, how dare she.

Qiao'er's face turned pale: "Is there no other way, I, I won't deal with the corpse." ”

Jing Wan'er looked at her and said nothing.

The two gatekeepers stopped, and they frowned: "If you don't leave the palace, hurry up and drag the corpse farther away, don't be an eyesore here!" ”

This is the corpse, who wants to watch all the time.

Jing Wan'er looked at Qiao'er, and Qiao'er's last straw was crushed: "You, you hurry up and come back, I'll wait for you here, you can't tell Shang Gong!" ”

Jing Wan'er sneered: "Tell Shang Gong? Am I not afraid of death? ”

Whether Qiao'er stayed alone and waited for her, or she left Qiao'er and disposed of the body alone, it had already gone against Liang Shanggong's wishes, and neither of them could escape if they said it.

Jing Wan'er no longer hesitated, wrapped the rope around her arm, and began to drag it towards the palace gate with all her strength.

It's a terrible death.

A palace city is very large, and in the middle is the glitz and splendor, where the blessed land of the world is located.

But in such a big place, there are many corners that no one cares about. The miscellaneous room is in the most remote corner, closest to the Xuanwu Gate.

In addition to the Xuanwu Gate, it is a stinking mass grave. Therefore, the guards of Xuanwu Gate are also unlucky all day long, and being sent to Xuanwu Gate is basically the same as the palace maids being assigned to a place like the miscellaneous room.

No one can die inside the palace walls, so the outside of the wall has become a place for these people.

Jing Wan'er dragged the mat and looked at the bulging graves in front of her, and finally arrived.

She let go of the rope and sat down on the stone for a few breaths.

Then she found the oil in her pocket, she had also disposed of a corpse that needed to be burned before, but none of them were like today.

Jing Wan'er squinted at the straw mat.

What is the reason why a body has to be burned again after it has been beheaded?

Jing Wan'er remembered the destruction of the corpse.

After almost resting, she stood up with the oil in her hand, walked over to the mat, and walked around twice.

Under this kind of sun, when oil is poured on it, it is very easy to catch fire, and it will be burned out quickly.

Whoever sent the corpse was just right.

Jing Wan'er squatted down and slowly stretched out her hand to the mat.