Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 842
The courtyard is extremely cold.

The wind blows like a sharp knife, and such winds are extremely rare in early spring.

The trees in the courtyard of the State Witch Mansion are full of teeth and claws, and the strange rocks are rugged, all of which set off a cold texture.

The chimney of the kitchen of the State Wu Mansion was billowing with smoke, and it seemed that someone was indeed lighting a fire and cooking.

The doors of the house were open, and the air was filled with the aromas of herbs, spices, and meat.

Three figures stood by the stove in the kitchen, looking down at the contents of the pot.

"This... this is... this is all..." Nan Qiansong muttered to himself in horror.

"What is stewed in this pot...is human..." Xia Hou Lingche looked at the entangled limbs and the whitened skin stewed in the pot, his complexion was snow-white.

Nan Jie, who was on the side, was really shocked for a moment, and immediately couldn't stand it and vomited into the bucket next to him with a wow.

The meaty aroma mixed with spices makes people salivate when it comes from afar.

At that time, what Nan Jie really thought was that the State Wu was not only beautiful, but also had a high status, and was even a beautiful cook. If she opened a restaurant with such skills, there must be many diners.

At that time, Nan Jiezhen seemed to have forgotten the strange silver-haired man he saw when he just entered the door.

Nan Jie really wanted to make money, she was crazy, before stepping into the kitchen, she even thought about asking the national witch for the recipe of this delicacy for a while, thinking that the national witch has a high status and is not short of money, and she will not be stingy with this kind of advice.

who knows……

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw such a horrible scene.

This is the kitchen of the State Witch Mansion, how could someone use human flesh to stew soup?

Nan Qiansong raised his head and saw his mother vomited indistinctly while holding the bucket of water, so he also ran over and vomited together.

The two looked at each other while vomiting, and both saw the shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

Xiahou Lingche beside him lowered his head, frowning tightly and did not speak.

Xiahou Lingche inspected the soup that was simmering on the simmering fire. The ingredients in this pot seemed to only hold an adult. The soup inside was as white as jade, and it was impossible to see what the head under the soup looked like. , the stump was stewed until crispy, and the palm floating on the soup had exposed bones, but the middle finger of that hand was wearing a blue jade ring.

The person inside seemed to have just been stripped of his clothes and hacked, and then he was put in the pot.

Xiahou Lingche narrowed his eyes slightly.

He instantly searched for the origin of this ring in his mind, and soon, the scene was pieced together like fragments before his eyes, and it became clearer and clearer. What jumped into his eyes was Hu Yu's melancholy face...

Hu Yu?

Hu Yu, the fourth son who escaped from Kane Hu's residence, has the ability to start from scratch. On his middle finger, he wears the cheap jewelry that Nan Surou gave him in the past, which is the green jade ring.

In this pot...

The stew is Hu Yu?
Xiahou Lingche couldn't help feeling puzzled.

With Hu Yu here, Tuoba Ke and Song Ruoshui are probably in danger too.

However, if Qu Lanyi and Yun Ai succeeded in subduing the old ghost, although Hu Yu and others are waste to Yun Ai, they are still useful waste, and they should not be used to cook soup.

Yun Ai loves Nan Surou, so she shouldn't serve human broth when she cooks herself.

only one would do that...

That person... is an old ghost!

"Could it be..." Xiahou Lingche looked around, the flames were crackling, the air was filled with the strong smell of spices and herbs, and...

Xiahou Lingche walked slowly towards the large water tanks of pickles placed on the west side, where the old ghost often pickled radishes and cabbage, and sometimes pickled bamboo shoots...

But there seems to be a strong cloud over there.

The more you walk in, the stronger the fragrance of herbs becomes.

Xiahou Lingche stood very close to the water tank, did not lift the lid to check, but stood still for a moment, then turned and walked away.

Suddenly, a consciousness jumped into Xiahou Lingche's mind. He cursed secretly, and looked up to see Nan Qiansong and Nan Jiezhen still vomiting there.

Xiahou Lingche asked with a gloomy face, "Cousin, did you say you saw someone when you entered the door just now?"

Nan Jiezhen's complexion was ashen, "I saw a man who looked very similar to Lord Wu. He had white hair..."

man?

The old ghost is not a pure man.

Xiahou Lingche was silent for a moment, then asked again, "What day is today?"

"Fifteen..." Nan Qiansong replied puzzled, with a disheveled face.

"Let's get out of here quickly." Xiahou Lingche said immediately.

Faced with Xiahou Lingche's changes, both Nan Qiansong and Nan Jiezhen were puzzled.

Nan Qiansong followed Xiahou Lingche's footsteps, "Uncle, what's going on?"

"Ghost marriage..."

Xiahou Lingche left these words, ignored Nan Qiansong's mother and son, and drifted away in a flash.

It took a long time for Nan Qiansong and Nan Jiezhen to come back to their senses, and they hurriedly ran towards the outside of the mansion.

After running for a while, Nan Qiansong couldn't figure it out, "What does he mean? What is ghost marriage?"

"I don't know, anyway, looking at that dirty thing in the kitchen, it's not a good thing." Nan Jie really gritted her teeth.

The fear and worry in their hearts drove them to escape here quickly. However, they didn't know that in this maze-like building, they were not running in the direction they thought they were going out, but in the direction of the mansion. Go deeper.

In the dark secret passage.

There was a coquettish smile on October's face, and the torch in his hand lit the candlestick at the side, and the flames flickered to illuminate the surroundings.

Shi Yue looked at Nan Surou expectantly, "You look very tired."

His voice suddenly changed, it was a masculine man's voice.

Shi Yue saw Nan Surou still in a daze, and said softly: "I just stewed the medicinal food, it should taste good, come, I'll take you to have a taste."

Perhaps because of being taken aback by October, Nan Surou was terrified. She didn't intend to provoke October, even after experiencing the previous unpleasant experience.

Nan Surou's hand was pulled stiffly by Shi Yue.

A moment later, Shi Yue took Nan Surou's hand suddenly and forcefully.

Nan Surou immediately woke up from the trance, struggled for a while and wanted to pull out her hand, but couldn't move.

The next moment, Nan Surou heard a "hiss -" and her sleeve was torn open, revealing the bright red cinnabar on her arm.

Shi Yue looked at the imprint, smiled and said to himself: "So he still didn't touch you~ What a good boy."

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Nan Surou yelled, feeling the chill sweeping through her body, trying to break free from October's shackles.

Shi Yue caressed the bright red mark like a mole, and said slowly: "Tell me, why doesn't he touch you?"

Hearing Shi Yue's question, Nan Surou was covered in cold sweat, and said slowly: "Why... should I tell you? You..."

"You will tell sooner or later." Shi Yue let go of her hand and said, "Perhaps, he doesn't admire you as much as he said."

(End of this chapter)