The first thing that catches the eye of the mallow is the main hall of this beautiful courtyard, where two rattan chairs are placed squarely and at the ends, and an empty sandalwood table is placed in the middle.

It is curious to note that there is also a scroll scroll on it, which is hanging on it, but it does not show the true face of the painting, but is tightly covered with black cloth, echoing several other places.

This main hall is only the tip of the iceberg of the whole Xiuya Temple, its left and right seem to be connected, from the beam to the bottom there is also hanging gray black cloth, covering all the arrangements inside, for a while, the wind blowing from nowhere, the black cloth "whirring" blows, the lower half is the shape of the drum, it seems that there are people standing behind.

Mallow looked left and right for a while, it was not very dark inside, the light from outside jumped in from time to time, and she looked up from the corner of the table again, and it was still a window nailed by wooden boards, and she could only perceive the light outside through the gap.

"It seems that the sunrise is late today. Mallow thought silently in her heart, she hadn't forgotten that the eldest duke had seized this time period and urged the two little palace maids to come in.

Bad... It's really not good, this place smells fishy, and it is so dull and depressing that it seems to be out of breath.

Mallow lightly lifted the cobwebs from her head and half-leaned back at her petals, looking as if she was also waiting for the so-called "sunrise".

A little palace maid looked at the things placed under the table in the middle and asked, "Eh, Qin'er, are there any incense sticks and fire folds here, do you want to light them up and put them in the corner here, will you not be so afraid?" ”

Qin'er glanced at it, she was still thinking about the "divine flower" of Fangcai, and wiped the dirty blood on her chin, only then did she feel the pain, and immediately bared her teeth and responded with a little regret: "Ouch, it's really a good thing that can only be watched, not played, that flower... I always feel like..."

Seeing that the bull's head she answered was not in the horse's mouth, the little palace maid was a little annoyed: "Qin'er, if you don't start working, maybe you won't have anything to eat today, don't you want to still mop the floor at night!"

"Sister, don't worry, then let's light all these incense candles!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin'er ran over leisurely, picked up the fire fold first, puffed up her cheeks and immediately blew it, until a little spark began to emerge, slowly turning into a flickering fire.

I saw that she covered it with her hands, for fear that the wind would blow out the fire that was made by the fire fold, and gradually lit the four incense candles held by the other palace maid.

Seeing these actions in one go, Qin'er was a little excited in her heart, put the fire fold on the table, took two of them with her free hand, and said, "Okay, come, give these two to me, you go over there and put them, I'll put them here." ”

"Good. ”

Mallow who was still counting the hours and waiting for the sunrise inadvertently turned his head and immediately tightened his heart.

Before the fire was extinguished, it rolled straight to the wall, and now you can see the smoke slowly rising.

On it is the painting covered with black cloth, and the corner under the black cloth burns before the painting, perhaps the painting has been left for a long time, a little damp and cold, and then slowly rolled up to the corner that was permeated by the fire to shrink.

Mallow immediately became alert, forgetting for a moment the time when she had calculated clearly, and she looked at the two little palace maids as if she had not yet noticed the seriousness of the situation.

"If the fire is bigger, the consequences are unimaginable. Mallow thought to herself, concentrating on gathering a force to hit the arrogant tongue of fire.

But at this moment, Mallow saw that the black cloth on the scroll had been burned to half, and it fell directly from it in embarrassment, and a third of the painting that had been burned could still be clearly seen.

The movements on Mallow suddenly stopped, and he muttered in a puzzled voice: "This painting... Why is the woman so similar to my aunt's face..."

On this painting, it is a delicate woman with kind eyebrows, who should be the owner of this Xiuya Temple, but why hang a separate painting on it?

However, this painting has been placed for a long time and is a little mottled, but it can be found that it is still a little different from the woman in the painting found in Fengxiao Temple, as if she is many years younger.

If Mallow wants to say at this time that her aunt is lazy and does not care about the world, then the woman in the painting is like the other side of her aunt, calm and quiet, with a sense of good time.

As the woman in the painting, who looked very much like her aunt, was engulfed in fire little by little, Mallow felt inexplicably in her heart that something seemed to be dissipating around it, as if some seal had been lifted in this place.

This is the feeling of mallow, she doesn't know if it's an illusion, she always feels a lot more depressed than before.

By the time she could fully react, the painting had been completely burned, and the sound of Fang Cai had long since disappeared, and now only a few pieces of residue had fallen down, blending with the black cloth.

The sandalwood table was also burned into a large hole, and the fire was fast and fierce, and perhaps after a while, it would cause a fire.

"Oh yes! Why is it on fire! It's so careless, I forgot to put it away! Come and put out the fire, when the fire gets bigger, we'll all burn to death inside!"

As soon as Na Qin'er turned around, she jumped to her feet in fright, rushed over and pulled another palace maid and began the so-called "fire extinguishing".

Mallow shook her head helplessly, they put out the fire like this, it was nothing more than throwing the wooden table to the ground and stepping on it indiscriminately, afraid that before the fire was extinguished, the soles of their shoes would be burned through.

She sighed in her heart, and immediately threw out the trick that she hadn't released just now, and hit a slight pale golden circle of light directly at the burning flame.

It wasn't until this force slowly merged with the flames, as if it had cut off the rattan chairs and wooden tables that might be burned, and the tongue of fire couldn't reach what it wanted to devour, and it was a little frustrated, and gradually, the fire became a little smaller.

"All right, all right, little fire!" they both shouted.

Mallow looked at Qin'er, who was relieved, and she found that this Qin'er's wound seemed to be bigger, could it be that she was suffering from the heat of this fire?

Without thinking much about it, a wisp of orange seemed to want to rush straight to the cold air that was still left in the room, squeezing in through the gap between the wooden planks, looking so resolute.

"Sunrise," Mallow said lightly, and the ominous omen in her heart grew stronger and stronger.

At sunrise?

The two little palace maids didn't have much reaction, and they were still cleaning up the mess left by their carelessness with a sad face.

However, at this moment, the mallow that was sticking to the floor of this Xiuya courtyard felt a strange vibration inexplicably, she looked down, and she could still feel the ground, which seemed to be undulating...

Could it be that some behemoth is approaching this main hall from both sides, and it happens to catch turtles in an urn.

Mallow's body tensed, and he glanced left and right, and his heart was as heavy as a stone falling into the sea.

Because, this is not her conjecture for no reason, she can actually smell it deeply, and the smell of fish is getting heavier and heavier...

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