"Narcissus!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating, startling everyone who turned to look at Narcissus.

Narcissus was also startled.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death!" Narcissus transformed from a translucent water figure into a naked, living human body.

It's clear that he was genuinely frightened.

"You're going to take your own head off, you know?!" Zi Sui said.

“I—” Narcissus stammered, and said somewhat embarrassedly, “I was worried that I would lose my head, so I touched it to see if it was still there.”

"......"

"Don't scare people!" Yaochi glared at the two of them.

"Hey, if we don't make a move soon, all these people will be dead." Biluo perched on the shoulder of one of her subordinates, her gaze fixed on the palace maids and eunuchs walking ahead.

“As long as we don’t chase after them, they should stop,” Qidie said.

“It’s not that simple,” Yang Qinglan said. “Now that they’ve made a move, they certainly won’t let it go.”

"You mean... this person will deliberately make a big fuss?" Yaochi asked.

Yang Qinglan nodded.

The group was already some distance away from them, but the killings continued unabated. If this continued, all of Emperor Jiajing's concubines would die here.

Even more terrifying, the eunuchs and palace maids guarding the palace gates along the way also took their own heads off.

"If this continues, won't the entire palace turn into a ghost town?" Li Qianxia asked, gasping for breath.

A booklet flew out from the ground and unfolded in front of Yang Qinglan. Holding a ruyi scepter, she flipped directly to the last paragraph of the last page.

"Who did this?" Li Qianxia leaned closer.

“Empress Dowager Zhang,” Yang Qinglan said.

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

“Isn’t she dead?” Misha shouted.

"That's why others would take lives!" Zi Sui realized.

"Push her head back down!" A Russian female player named Sia lifted her Hanfu skirt and pulled a gun from her long, muscular thigh.

In the Forbidden City, where "abilities" are unusable, firearms that should have been phased out have indeed found a use again.

"You all follow Consort Cao, I'm going back to check." Yang Qinglan, dressed in white, moved like a wisp of smoke as she headed towards Cining Palace.

"Qinglan, I'll go with you!" Li Qianxia said, trying to catch up.

"No need. I'll call your brother if anything happens. You stay with Yaochi and the others. Remember to call your brother if there's any danger."

Honestly, I've been using Yeguo Reading to read and follow my favorite books lately. It has easy source switching, multiple reading voice options, and is compatible with both Android and Apple devices. (yeguoyuedu)

When the first word was spoken, Yang Qinglan was still in front of everyone, but by the time the last word was spoken, she had already entered Cining Palace.

As she entered Cining Palace, the courtyard was filled with people, some holding their heads in their hands, others staring at her with their eyes open.

Those brand-new eunuch and palace maid outfits now looked as sinister as Qing Dynasty costumes from a zombie movie.

Footsteps approached, and Empress Dowager Zhang, dressed in luxurious clothes, walked out of the palace, holding her head in her hands.

She stood in front of the palace gate, behind all the eunuchs and palace maids, staring blankly at Yang Qinglan.

The scene before her eyes resembled a group of hanged ghosts, or human tombstones, and Yang Qinglan felt a chill in her heart.

Holding a ruyi scepter, she gently waved it, and a needle made of flesh and blood flew out from the neck of Empress Zhang's corpse.

The needles moved between her neck and head, and the head held in her hands was quickly pulled back by the silk threads. A minute later, Empress Zhang was whole again.

The eunuchs and palace maids picked up their heads and put them back down.

"Quick, go shovel the snow!"

"Has the Empress Dowager's medicine been prepared?"

"Go and get some cypress-flavored wine, and cook some dumplings, which the Empress Dowager loves."

Cining Palace was transformed from a gloomy morgue into a bustling scene of New Year's Day in the Ming Dynasty palace.

There was nothing wrong with it, but Yang Qinglan took a step back. As soon as she moved, all the eunuchs and maids looked at her at the same time. They were still busy with their work and talking, but their eyes were on her.

She was wary. The players who could enter this game were not someone she couldn't defeat in terms of overall strength, but they were definitely troublesome.

"Are you here to become an immortal, or to suffer tribulations?" Yang Qinglan asked.

Empress Dowager Zhang, her face pale and bloodless, looked at Yang Qinglan and forced a dead smile.

Yang Qinglan frowned slightly. She had already read the history of the Ming Dynasty. This Empress Dowager Zhang would die next year, and the player who would replace her was probably not a healthy or mentally sound person.

She thought of the corpse-driving sect that Zheng Qing had arrested.

Are they members of the "corpse-driving" faction? Or are they some kind of player who simply becomes a corpse themselves?

Empress Dowager Zhang slowly raised her hands, her sleeves slipped down, revealing arms covered in lividity. She spread her fingers and pressed them against the sides of her head, making a gesture as if to remove them.

Yang Qinglan tensed up, sensing a strong sense of crisis.

She struck out the Ruyi scepter, and the deep blue ice, like a raging flood, instantly swallowed the entire courtyard.

The crisis dissipated slowly like wisps of smoke, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Tap, tap, tap...

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Without turning her head, Yang Qinglan threw out another block of ice. When she turned around, a palace maid was frozen in front of the Cining Palace gate.

The palace maid placed her hands on either side of her head, her face bearing the same sinister smile as Empress Dowager Zhang.

The sun shone on the Forbidden City, the snow melted, and the temperature dropped even lower.

Yang Qinglan waved her hand, and two booklets flew from the palace maid and Empress Dowager Zhang respectively. She glanced at them and fell into deep thought.

It's not human, but a fungal infection that can spread rapidly and hijack the host's mind, turning the host into a zombie.

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