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Chapter 3 Late at night

The Forbidden City is always mysterious, and in the mystery, it comes with some irresistible horror, which is like this during the day and at night.

Xinhao sat on the ground for several hours, completely forgot about time. When he opened his eyes again, night had gradually come. From the sunrise at the beginning to the sunset now that it had forgotten his last light, there was really a lot of time.

And some things will never make him sigh at the passing of time, such as now.

A ball of light appeared in front of Xinhao's eyes. The green light floated in the air and kept floating towards Xinhao. Xinhao's hair stood up all the time. I heard that the Forbidden City was haunted. It seems that it is true?

The light was getting closer and closer, and Xinhao saw it became clearer. It turned out that the light was just the light emitted by the lantern. The person holding the lantern was a eunuch wearing Qing Dynasty clothes. The eunuch was hunched over and looked quite old. His clothes looked wet, as if he had just come out of a pool. Looking at his face, there was no face, only a pale face. When Xinhao saw that face, his body trembled involuntarily.

And who was this eunuch holding a lantern for? As the light got closer, Xinhao saw clearly the crowd behind the eunuch.

Yes, it's the crowd. This eunuch is just a starter, followed by many palace maids and small eunuchs. Among these people, there was a red painted sedan chair, but it took too long, and the paint on the sedan chair fell out, revealing the appearance of the sedan chair itself.

The person sitting inside should be a person like the imperial concubine, and even higher than the imperial concubine. Otherwise, she would not be able to be a sedan chair carried by eight people, nor could she instruct so many people to be her personal followers. However, what did this person encounter in his previous life? She had such a great obsession that her soul would not dissipate after her death and remained in this deep palace.

Xinhao thought this way, but his body didn't dare to think too much, and immediately began to try his best to hide his breath.

At night, when the ghosts are strong, especially at twelve o'clock at night, the power is the most powerful. Let's not talk about the ghosts outside for the time being. Just talking about the ghosts in the deep palace and the walls of the deep palace have been here for hundreds of years. It would be nonsense to say that there is no trace of cultivation. Xinhao doesn't want to stay in this broken place after being discovered.

It took not much time for Xinhao to completely hide his breath, but he was still sitting cross-legged on the bluestone road, watching the team of people getting closer and closer to him, passing by him, and finally, the one who was getting farther and farther away from him, disappeared into the darkness.

Xinhao then let out a long breath, and his heart began to beating violently, "Damn, I will never come here again, it will be scary to death, but how can I go out now?" Xinhao looked up at the high wall that showed a little green, looked at the hazy moonlight due to the cloudy day, and couldn't think of any good idea.

Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to go around. Stay still in place until dawn. This is not Xinhao's temperament, because he is Xinhao, and he has a sense of invasion and stubbornness since he was born. Even if he is not waiting for death, his butt can't sit on the dark and damp bluestone floor. He wants to find light, dryness and tidyness.

Xin Hao moved, stood up from the ground, walked carefully, and walked forward. After a while, he merged into the night.

"What, did you leave Xinhao alone in the Forbidden City?" In a courtyard, in the only bright room. After hearing Wu Wanchuan's words, Mr. Shen was so angry that he picked up the hiking pole and tugged Wu Wanchuan's legs a few times. "Do you know, where is it? Ah, all the evil spirits and ghosts that have been wronged for hundreds of years are there, and they will finally come out to cause trouble. As a result, you left him alone. What if something happened to him, what would you do?" Mr. Shen turned his back to Wu Wanchuan, muttering in his mouth. He didn't know what he said.

"Old man, I have said that I didn't mean it. This kid should have practiced some footwork. He ran faster than a dog. After I went down, there was no one. I kept asking him to find the Forbidden City and I came back. Didn't he come to you right away? I wondered if you hadn't seen me, which made me stand at the door for several hours. The neighbors thought I had made a mistake and refused to let me enter the house, but they gave me a lot of food." Wu Wanchuan smiled and showed the two large plastic bags in his hand, which were full of food.

"Xinhao runs faster than a dog, but you can't catch up with Xinhao. What you mean is that you are not as good as a dog or you are like a dog." Mr. Shen turned around and looked at Wu Wanchuan with a smile.

Mr. Shen smiled, but Wu Wanchuan felt that the air around him dropped dozens of degrees. Now this feeling was the same as when he was thrown to Daxinganling, but that time he had no worries about life, and this time it was not necessarily the case.

"Leave the things, and then you go to the special hospital to see how they deal with you." Old Shen's mouth curled slightly, and an intriguing smile appeared on his face.

"Uh, okay, Mr. Shen, you see I have been standing for so long. I saved Xinhao and I brought it to Beijing. You said I had no credit and had worked hard, can I leave a bag for me?" Wu Wanchuan refused to leave, and stood in front of Mr. Shen with two big bags. His eyes were so pitiful.

"Okay, I will pity you, a hero. If you leave the heaviest one, you can leave." Old Shen said a word and turned around and left, and entered the inner room.

Wu Wanchuan felt embarrassed, and carried the bag in both hands. As he put down one, he bowed to the room where Mr. Shen entered, and turned around and left the quiet and peaceful yard with another bag.

"Are you sure he can put the bag that sinks?" After hearing Wu Wanchuan leave, Shen Jun did not rush to ask Xinhao about it, but asked about Mr. Shen asking Wu Wanchuan to put the bag that sinks just now.

"Haha, he doesn't have the courage yet. Although he has lived for more than a hundred years, the legends circulating in the world all say that he is a traitor and evil person. When he comes to me, he really doesn't dare to stab him." Old Shen smiled slightly and sat next to Shen Jun.

"Grandpa, you said, Xinhao won't have any trouble, right?" Shen Jun smiled and then asked about Xinhao.

"Oh, I don't know. I've asked someone to meet him, but that person said he couldn't see through his fate, as if something had covered his fate in one go. His life really belonged to him." Old Shen looked at his granddaughter with heartache, his eyes full of love.

"It's enough for my life to belong to him." Shen Jun said with a smile, without showing any dissatisfaction.

"You treat him like this. If he dares not treat you well, I will kill him even under tremendous pressure!" Mr. Shen said viciously.

"Okay, grandpa, you're just talking. I know you can't move a single hair of Xinhao." As he said that, he also fiddled with his long hair.

"Uh, give grandpa a face, haha, Xinhao is a good boy, get along well. By the way, have you gained anything when you are in your hometown?" Mr. Shen smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, he was sitting next to him with his precious granddaughter. If someone else had thought he would have swung the hiking pole in his hand long ago.

"Oh, let's see how that kid turned bad luck this time."

"What you mean is that Xinhao has come, you don't like the person. Hey, it's wrong, how can he walk?" Looking back at Huayu, he finally thought of something wrong. Wu Wanchuan heard this right. Xinhao couldn't get off the bus a while ago, but later he arrived in Beijing, and he was as lively as a rabbit. If something abnormal happens, there will be a demon.

In fact, they were really wrong about this. Xinhao had to take a medicine bath every day since his martial arts practice, and his recovery ability was stronger than others, so Xinhao's injury had completely recovered. There are two reasons for his lack of strength in his legs. The first is that Xinhao was bedridden for a long time, which caused the so-called medical muscle atrophy. The second point is that after Xinhao was shot away, his muscles and bones were intertwined, causing some of the meridians to be blocked. Now Xinhao woke up, and with the tossing along the way, he naturally improved a lot. As for what Wu Wanchuan said, he walked faster than a dog, because Xinhao did use the footwork of the master, and he wanted to find out where the thing that scared him was.

"Don't guess, I've seen this kid's recovery ability once or twice, and I don't say anything else, just said that I was seriously injured. This kid dared to jump from the seventh floor the next day or the next night. Tell me, how many people in the world dare to play like him?" After replying to Hua Yu's words, Wu Wanchuan was shocked, but after thinking about it carefully, he nodded: "That's right, our family is full of freaks, and in fact I used to do the same."

"What? You two are still brothers in your school. Look at you, you should be senior brothers. How old are you this year?" The sudden message came back to Huayu and didn't receive it. After a while, he looked at Wu Wanchuan curiously and asked curiously.

"How old am I this year? I forgot. Anyway, it's over 100, and it seems that it's almost two hundred years. From now on, I can say that I have lived for two hundred years." Wu Wanchuan said, nodding, as if he was alone from beginning to end.

"Two, two hundred, years old... Are you a monster? There are two hundred years old in the world, but there are still no young people like you. They are so young. I thought you were in your twenties and almost thirty years old." Hui Huayu swallowed, blinked his eyes, rubbed his eyes, got off the hospital bed, walked to Wu Wanchuan, hugged his head and looked again, and pinched his face: "No plastic surgery."

"Go to you, even if it's done like this, I don't have the firepower of mys." Wu Wanchuan pushed away and returned to Huayu and put the bag on the ground casually. "I bought some food inside. Look at it and eat it. Don't forget to divide it all. There are a lot of things inside. You have to eat it alone, and wait to go to the gastroenterology department."

"Uh, it's okay, I'll give everyone some points. Do you have any trouble? Just go back." Hui Huayu looked at the big bag in front of him, his eyes shining, rubbed his palms, swallowed, and looked up to find that Wu Wanchuan was still standing in front of him, not leaving, looking at him with a strange look.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else? Let's go away quickly if you have nothing to do. I'm going to share food for them. Ah, don't stop me." Hui Huayu's smile disappeared instantly, and he pretended to be serious and looked at Wu Wanchuan.

"I really remembered that after you said this, there is one thing I haven't done. Let's go and I'll give you some food together." Wu Wanchuan looked back at Hui Huayu with an expressionless face, with a smile in his eyes.
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