Suddenly, she felt a faint pain in her dantian, as if there was a weak internal force, so she suddenly wondered, could it be that this original owner would have some kung fu before?

If he really knows a little bit of effort, why was he cleaned up by the prince of Na Laoshizi and had no power to fight back, and finally returned directly to the west.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have had this opportunity to take over this body by chance.

Maybe there's something else going on?

Qian Tianxi slowly got up, dusted off his body, and then looked around carefully for a while.

The whole room was dim and damp, and the walls around it were already mottled and covered with countless black mold spots, which looked strange and ......

She could probably guess that the dilapidated house was originally used for miscellaneous items, and it was probably because it was too damp to leave it vacant.

There were some firewood and grass piled up in the corner of the house, all of which were a little rotten and blackened, and the pungent musty smell I smelled last night should have been emitted by these rotten firewood and grass.

The wooden doors were closed, the windows were all sealed, and only a few small holes in the roof were broken by disrepair, through which sparse sunlight shone in.

Qian Tide, who had already accepted the facts, was already a little unimpressed by everything he had seen now, and was only thinking about how to escape from this ghost place as soon as possible.

"I'm afraid that this house doesn't even want to stay with dogs, who would be stupid to come to this palace to climb into what bed, did the original owner burn out his brain before he came, otherwise how could he be unlucky enough to climb a bed and even lose his life?" Qian Tianxi sighed lightly, but there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qian Tingxi looked down at the crooked clothes on his body, the light blue blouse, the cuffs were embroidered with scattered flowers, and the plain white smoke gauze skirt looked elegant and chic.

It's just a little messy, and it's a little dirty, but it's not as bad as the guards who threw her last night said.

It's really blind to their dogs......

Thinking about it, the identity of the original owner should be either rich or expensive, and the treatment at home should be excellent, otherwise how can he afford to wear such high-quality materials?

It's just that there is no bronze mirror now, and she doesn't know what kind of face the deity is?

Qian Tingxi was thinking about how to escape, when a slightly noisy sound sounded outside the house.

She frowned, and then quickly lay back into the corner of the wall, pretending not to wake up.

Probably the guards came to detain her to the prince and interrogate her, a stupid woman who had no brains and loved to climb the prince's bed......

But at this time, Qiantianxi didn't know anything about the memory of the original owner, and he didn't know why the original owner came to the palace and made such a stupid mistake.

It was really difficult and dangerous, but now that she knew her current situation, she would not be easily manipulated by others.

Qian Tingxi half-closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc, like a blooming lily faint but elegant, but the ruthless coldness in that smile was like honey hidden in poison, dangerous and charming.

The wooden door was opened from the outside with a "creak", and Qian Tingxi glanced at it quietly with half-squinted eyes, only to see two men in guard uniforms walking in, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and scolding in their mouths.

"Get up, what time is this, don't you hurry up and roll up for Lao Tzu, really think that you are the daughter of which house?"