Chapter 57: The ancestral hall is a small black house
Bang dang!
In response to her, Mrs. Hua acted more simply, rudely and directly, removing a huge chain lock that was thicker than Fenghua's arm and larger than Fenghua's head, and pushed open a majestic and very dark gate, the courtyard was simple and clean, the ground was paved with quaint green bricks, and on both sides stood the vigorous and upright poplar trees that had grown for an unknown amount of time.
In the center is an ancestral hall, a simple building structure with only a single black color, which looks very ordinary.
Standing in front of the door, a beautiful small black sign appeared in Mrs. Hua's hand.
The sign was only the size of a palm, and it was engraved with wonderful patterns, and it looked like a formation if you looked closely, and before she had time to see it carefully, Mrs. Hua buckled the sign in a groove next to the door.
Kiss! ~
A black light flashed on the sign, and then the two poplar trees seemed to be wrapped in a layer of wonderful energy, and the body of the tree turned inward at the same time, and with the rotation, the door in front of me, which looked very ordinary, opened inward.
Mrs. Hua didn't talk nonsense, threw Fenghua on the soft grass futon inside, turned around and left.
"Grandma! What if I starve to death! Bounced up from the ground suddenly, Fenghua wanted to hug Mrs. Hua's thigh, but the door in front of him closed so ruthlessly.
"When you sneaked out of the palace before you, I put enough food in it for you to eat for three days." Through the door, Mrs. Hua's tone was obviously much more relaxed.
"What will I do in three days?" Stretched out his hand and shook the thin door in front of him that seemed to be able to be kicked open with one foot, but Fenghua found that after his power was transmitted to the door, it was completely disappeared, disappeared?
"I'll give you food if you're doing well, and I'll nibble on dry food if you're not doing well." Mrs. Hua listened to Fenghua's sullen voice, and the depression of stepping on the holy decree before was swept away, and her tone rose slightly.
"It's not really going to lock me up for three or five months, is it? You don't need to work so hard to bring me food, just find someone to deliver it to me. Hanging on the door, Fenghua looked out through the crack in the door, with a pitiful look. Joke! Grandma's skills are people's skills, but she has been taught for three years, and tricks such as concealment are useless here, and it's not like playing with her for three months?!
"If you want to enter and leave here freely, you must have this brand, otherwise even a strong person of the eighth level will not want to break in." Mrs. Hua's voice became clearer and clearer. This little bastard wants to escape from her sight every day, how can she rest assured if she is not locked up!
"What about level nine?"
"No, either."
"What about level ten?"
"If you reach level 10 yourself, you can go out."
“……”
After completely sealing Fenghua's desire to escape, Mrs. Hua turned around and pushed Zhen Guogong and walked out, and when she left, she hung the chain lock on the gate and locked it.
"He, will he be angry?" Zhen Guogong glanced behind him, he was locked up and faced the wall after only three days of returning, what should I do if that weak bastard boy is depressed? Because he hadn't seen Fenghua for a long time, looking at the half of the pitiful little face, Lord Zhenguo decisively softened.
"No, even if you're, she's still alive. Now she has to be locked inside, and no other place can keep her locked up. Otherwise, within a few days, the entire imperial capital would have to be demolished by her. ”