Chapter 3358 No, there really is a ghost, right?
Nan Yan whispered, "There's no one here, right?"
Zhu Feng couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, and then said, "This place is already like this, who else can come here?"
But just as he finished speaking, as if deliberately opposing him, a "clang" sound suddenly came from the dark row of earthen houses in front of him. Although the sound was not loud, it was still very shocking when it suddenly sounded in such a quiet place, especially since the emperor had just said such words, and the surrounding soldiers were all frightened.
Everyone immediately rushed forward and surrounded the emperor and the imperial concubine.
“Who is it?!”
The room was quiet again, without even the sound of wind.
However, the torches in everyone's hands kept swaying, and the flames flickered, illuminating the windows that were about to peel off from the wall. The light and shadows swayed, as if there really was someone in the house.
Ying Shao gripped the long sword at his waist tightly, waved his hand and called two people to follow him.
The closer they got to the mud house, the tighter their breathing became. In the chilly night, they broke out in a cold sweat. Ying Shao took the lead and was the first to walk into the mud house. He saw that it was also pitch black inside. The soldier behind him shone a torch in, and his own shadow was projected on several walls, swaying like a ghost.
But, there was really no one in the room.
The soldier behind him looked around cautiously, then swallowed and said softly: "Sir, there is no one here. I'm afraid just now-"
Before he could finish his words, there was another "clang" sound from the corner.
The soldier's eyes widened with fear, and he looked at the dark corner with infinite horror. There were many earthenware jars there, which should have been used by the Wen family when they lived here in the past. Some were still intact, but some were broken, and the fragments were piled up together, so that even the firelight could not penetrate.
Ying Shao drew his sword and walked step by step to the corner, using the tip of his sword to pick up the largest broken clay pot.
Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed out from inside.
"Oh!"
The soldier behind him jumped up in fright. The dark shadow flashed past his crotch. Ying Shao turned around and glared at the man angrily: "What are you yelling about?!"
At this time, the people outside the house were also frightened by the shouting. Some people were even about to escort the emperor away quickly, but at this moment, the black shadow jumped out of the house and directly jumped into the Wen family's cemetery. It was also pitch black outside. The black shadow panicked and bumped into a stone tablet with a "bang".
He suddenly collapsed.
A soldier bravely went over with a torch and took a look. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pick up the black shadow.
"Don't be afraid, it's a rabbit."
When everyone looked closely, they saw that what he held in his hand was not a fat gray rabbit.
The rabbit was dizzy from the blow just now. It regained consciousness after being lifted up by its ears. It kept kicking and struggling in the soldier's hands with its powerful legs.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Nan Yan was also feeling both angry and amused. They had just been frightened to death by a rabbit, so she muttered, "That was so scary! How could it be a rabbit?"
Zhu Feng said on the side: "It's getting cold, and the rabbits on the grassland are going to run around everywhere. They need to eat enough to survive the winter."
After that, he ordered: "Okay, everyone go ahead if you're okay."
Nan Yan still ordered in a bad mood to lock up the rabbit first and roast it for later.
So, a group of people walked over.
This is Zhu Feng’s second time coming to this place.
Although several years have passed, he still has some impression of this place. This row of earthen houses has not changed much compared to the past, and everything in the house is almost the same as when they took the Wen family away a few years ago.
In the middle of the room, inside the earthen stove, there was even charcoal ash left over from the burning of that year.
Nan Yan walked in, took a look, and whispered, "Wen Bieyu and the others lived here all their lives back then?"
Zhu Feng said softly, "They have lived here for generations, for several lifetimes."
Nan Yan couldn't help but sigh softly, then said, "The emperor was right to take them away. The old man won't say anything, but the children will have to spend their whole lives in this place, barely seeing the sun. What will happen?"
Zhu Feng gave a wry smile.
Xiyun was listening at the side and couldn't help asking in confusion: "Sister, what are you talking about?"
So, Nan Yan told her that the Wen family had lived here for generations, guarding Yumen Pass.
Of course, the fact that Wen Wuyu was frightened crazy by the murder of the old uncle of the emperor was concealed.
Xiyun was amazed when she heard this: "This is too difficult."
Nan Yan said: "Yes, for generations to come, they have to stay in such a desolate place. It is not something that ordinary people can do."
Gao Ye, who was standing by, had remained silent the entire time. At this moment, he suddenly said, "The Empress just said that they left here a few years ago."
Nan Yan said: "Yes."
"That,"
Gao Ye pondered for a moment, seemingly hesitant about whether to ask. Nan Yan saw through his thoughts and said calmly, "Do you want to ask if the Wen family was here when they came back? Or even if they knew what happened here?"
Gao didn't say anything, which meant he agreed.
Nan Yan said, "But, didn't you say before that only those who experienced what happened back then would know?"
Gao Ye said, "Then, the Queen just said that the Wen family members have been taken away by you, and they didn't say anything?"
Nan Yan asked, "What do you think the Wen family will tell me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Ye was pushed back.
Gao Ye saw her like this, and it didn't look like she knew anything, so he felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he just walked away in silence.
Although no one had lived in the house for several years, there was not a thick layer of dust in it. However, the emperor and the imperial concubine could not live there like this, so Ying Shao immediately brought people in to clean it. When they were cleaning the clay pots in the corner, the soldier suddenly let out a sigh.
Ying Shao asked, "What's wrong?"
The soldier turned around stiffly, holding a clay pot that he was about to throw away, and said with a pale face, "This, this thing is hot."
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, everyone around was shocked.
Zhu Feng couldn't help but frown and look over, only to see a soldier next to him also lean over and touch it, then immediately retract his hand in fright.
"It's really, really hot!"
The Wen family had left this place long ago, and no one had lived here for several years. How could the clay pot still be warm?
Someone whispered, "No, there really is a ghost, right?"
Someone immediately rebuked, "Even if there's a ghost, things shouldn't be hot!"
The person next to him was surprised and said, "Could it be that there is still——"
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