Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Mad Woman
Fuyao, who had been sitting on the bed for a long time, realized that what Wei Shang said yesterday, he already knew that his body was not good, so even if he died in his sleep last night, he would die contentedly, so Fuyao also grew an eighth tail as he wished.
Man, what a strange thing.
Leaning on his paws, he shook the eight tails in front of him back and forth, thinking to himself, who said that it was the most ruthless emperor's family, even if it was a royal disciple who had seen all the intrigues and tricks in the deep palace, he would not take away her tail that had grown for one hundred and sixty years with a joke like the person he met before.
But Wei Shang is also dead, and the tail has grown, only the last tail is missing, as long as she finds another person, she can leave this world forever and fly to the immortal.
Fuyao was in a daze, when he heard the sound of the rope in the main hall, and when he looked up, he found a pair of dry hands poking out from behind the bed curtain......
When Fuyao saw the hands, he had already exploded, baring his teeth and making a threatening sound at the person who slowly touched in, but the owner of the hand retracted his hand after hearing the sound, and then slowly removed the veil that originally separated her and Fuyao.
"Shhhh The owner of the hands was a thin woman, and like her hands, her whole body was shriveled like a skinny bone, and her originally round cheeks were deeply sunken, leaving only a pair of bulging eyes that were particularly piercing.
It looks like a walking skeleton, which makes people feel less good and more afraid.
Although Fuyao is not afraid, but he is also disgusted, although this woman has both inlet and out, but the incongruity on her face still makes Fuyao feel that he wants to keep his distance from her.
But the woman really wanted to get close to Fuyao, and kept staring at the big seeping eyes, calling "meow" and "meow" to Fuyao.
This man is not a madman, Fu Yao thought to himself, and then turned his head, intending to jump off the bed.
At the same time that the hatred on the roof was boring, of course, I also heard the sound of "meow" coming from the main hall, could it be ...... The cat from last time?
Curiosity prompted him to look down, and he got his wish, and saw the snow-white cat again, but behind the cat, how could he still look like this person with dry bones?
Qiu Yu was full of doubts, and was about to go down to see how Fuyao was doing in the house, but suddenly heard a scream from the main hall.
After swaying to the ground, the man still didn't give up, and kept chasing her, as if trying to touch the fur on her body, and finally she found an opportunity, and a dodge behind the screen gave her time to transform into a human form.
Of course, she knew that she would startle the woman when she stepped out from behind the screen, but she didn't expect the woman's reaction to be so great.
"Ahh ——”
When the woman saw Fuyao, her body that had been leaning forward quickly retreated, but because of the weakness of her steps, she tripped herself and fell to the dusty ground.
Fuyao originally wanted to help her, but after she stretched out her hand, the woman covered her face and retreated one after another, and said something loudly.
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't come here! Please! Ah Ying! I was wrong! I shouldn't have pushed you down! Don't come to me! Don't come to me! ”
The woman kept talking, looking at Fuyao's face, saying sorry back and forth, and calling a name back and forth - Ah Ying.
Fuyao didn't know this woman, nor did he know anything about A-Ying, but ......
The same appearance and identity, after being in the palace for a long time, will always arouse suspicion, so every few years, Fuyao has to change his identity.
There are quite a lot of palace maids in the palace, so it doesn't matter if there is one less, on the contrary, even if they are secretly executed by the concubine or something, the corpse can't be found.
Fuyao thought about it, the owner of her current face should be in an abandoned dry well in a palace, how long she has used this identity, how long has that person been dead, almost, it should be a pile of white bones.
So...... Now the original owner of this face should be called Ah Ying.