The main hall door opened, and the dust that had accumulated for decades fell. Lihua quickly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, signaling Zhichun to step back.
Lihua originally thought that the main hall, which had been closed for so long, would be filled with a decayed and dull atmosphere.
But unexpectedly, after the ashes fell away, not only was it not dull, but there was also a fresh woody fragrance, which made me feel relaxed and happy.
Lihua put down the veil and felt a little confused. She thought that the wood used in this palace was not simple. It must be precious wood. It was a pity to let it go to waste.
She picked up a small lantern in the basket instead of another lantern. With Zhichun trembling, she stepped into the hall first and lit it inside.
The small lantern can't illuminate very far, it only illuminates a small area in front of you, and you can't see clearly in the distance.
Lihua noticed something, looked up, and saw shadowy white curtains hung on the wooden beams of the main hall, hanging down, adding a bit of a strange atmosphere.
She thought to herself that this main hall was indeed a bit strange. She had never seen a white cloth hanging in the hall. It was very unlucky.
Other than that, I didn't find anything unusual.
Lihua left the small lantern in the hall and went to the door to ask Zhichun to carry the basket in with her.
It scared her and Zhichun so much that a timid person would have to pee in fear!
Wu Xue blinked innocently, and two small lantern-like cold eyes flickered in the darkness.
So did it make any mistake in coming here?
Lihua illuminated the white jade bed with a lantern and touched it with her hand. A hint of coolness came through her fingertips. It felt warm and delicate. What a cool white jade bed!
Lihua and Zhichun quickly put away their things, and when they were about to leave, they couldn't help but laugh when they saw Wu Xue's messy appearance. Finally, they rubbed the big cat and walked out.
But no one understood what it meant. Its owner picked up the back of its neck and threw it on the ice basin, and nothing more happened.
She wanted to scold the big cat, but she felt it was easier for him. She got so angry that she knelt down and rubbed it to relieve her anger!
So he greeted Zhichun, who had recovered, and prepared to finish the matter and leave.
After a while, Zhichun broke the silence with a cry in a low voice: "Miss, I forgot to tell you that I am most afraid of ghosts. Was that a ghost just now?"
Lihua was happy. The big cat following the emperor was the cat's master.
I don’t know who used this temple before, or why no one took away the things before it was abandoned.
Zhichun's face turned pale and she grabbed Lihua's sleeve: "Miss, how about we go back?"
The two of them kept taking things out of the basket and placing them in appropriate places in the palace.
The weather is very hot, and the fur on its body is too hot. Now it almost only comes out at night.
After Zhichun figured it out, he leaned against the palace door as if he had been fished out of the water, sweating all over his body.
When Zhichun saw that nothing happened and that Lihua seemed fine, his fear gradually subsided.
Zhichun was so stared at that he complained to Lihua on the way back: "Master, I'm a little scared when I look at that cat like a master. It seems like it only lets you touch it."
But there must be something about her.
At this moment, a gust of breeze blew against his face. Zhichun subconsciously looked in the direction of the wind, and saw a white shadow floating past, and then two clusters of long firelights flashed deep in the hall.
Zhichun remembered the talismans he had seen before, and then saw that the palace was shrouded in darkness and gloomy. He couldn't help being afraid, but he insisted on working.
"What are you looking at?" Lihua was placing a bottle gently on an overturned huanghuali shelf, and sprinkled it with a layer of dust to disguise it.
She couldn't help but cursed what a waste of natural resources. This priceless thing had been left here to languish for decades, so why not give it to her!
"Miss..." Zhichun screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice distorted by fear.
This big cat is as fussy and fussy as its owner, and is picky about the nest it sleeps in.
Zhichun saw that white shadow, which was the ice-silk white brocade that Wu Xue brought back and used it to sleep on!
Lihua's heart beat like a drum, and she quickly put herself into a defensive posture. When she looked closely, a surge of anger surged into her forehead.
Lihua turned her head and looked, remembering the culprit.
At this moment, he still remembered the secret of his trip and did not make too much noise.
There was ice in Cangchen Palace, but it was still not as cold and comfortable as the white jade bed in this abandoned palace.
Lihua was angry and looked at the four-legged beast with a sneer: "There are rumors that the main hall of Tingliyuan is haunted. Is it because of you?"
After carrying the basket through the door and putting it down, the two men immediately started working, scattering the bottles and jars to make it look as if they were originally in the palace, so that they could be taken out when needed.
Lihua put her own bottles and jars into it while studying it with gusto, thinking that after waiting for a while, why not come here to steal a treasure?
The two flesh pads of this four-legged beast make no sound at all when walking, and the speed is so fast that it creates the illusion that the will-o'-the-wisp has gone somewhere else in the blink of an eye.
She squeezed out two words through her teeth: "hair ball!"
Wu Xue was so innocent that she instinctively felt a little scared. She wanted to run away but was frightened by Lihua's eyes that she wanted to kill the cat. She didn't know how she had offended Lihua.
It was late at first and then quickly, Lihua's movements were faster than her brain, she quickly rushed to Zhichun's side, held Zhichun's arm and rushed out!
After exiting the main hall gate, Lihua supported Zhichun, who was feeling weak, and stopped to look back. The two of them gasped for air.
But Wu Xue stepped aside, her aura suddenly changed, and she stared at Zhichun with a pair of cold eyes, her intention being very clear, not to be touched.
The two of them returned to the West Side Hall. As soon as they settled down and lay down, there was a slight knock on the door, three long and two short.
There is a white jade bed in the palace, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. I don’t know how this big cat found it. Every time when the weather is hot, this big cat likes the cold and comes to sleep!
Those two will-o’-the-wisps are Wu Xue’s eyes!
Lihua was startled and couldn't help but hold a piece of grass in her heart. Is it really haunted?
Is that why this main hall is abandoned and dusty, with no one paying attention?
Before she could figure it out, the two clusters of fire moved at an extremely fast speed. They disappeared in the blink of an eye and reappeared somewhere else in the blink of an eye, closer to them!
If the master and servant felt something, they both turned to look.
After a false alarm, it turned out that the main hall of Tingli Courtyard was a hideout of Wu Xue.
Lihua was sweating coldly, looking at the open palace door, she didn't know if it was a ghost.
Lihua thought for a while and agreed, hoping to find out more after she settled down in Zhichun.
Wu Xue seemed to sense what Pear Blossom was thinking, and stretched out her front paws to touch Pear Blossom hesitantly.
Hearing this, she turned around and saw the two clusters of fire, separated by a distance, like two small lanterns emitting cold light. Something was staring at them in the darkness.
But at this moment, those two clusters of fire appeared at the entrance of the main hall.
Her heart beat violently, and she suppressed the urge to scream, trembling her lips: "Master, master, please take a look..."
Lihua found that the main hall of Tingliyuan was very magical. Once inside, it was like a treasure hunt, with good things everywhere.
Wu Xue's hair was disheveled and she was suspicious of Mao Sheng. She squatted down and watched.
Last summer, he tried to whine at his master, and even tried to trip his legs, trying to get the bed to be moved away.
Knowing that there was no ghost, Zhichun became bold and wanted to touch the big cat.
It would take her several lifetimes to sell it and run away with the whole Wu family.
She lives in the side hall, and she doesn't know how long she will live there in the future. If she doesn't find out, she won't be able to sleep well in the future.
Many pieces of furniture were pushed to the ground, as if they had been robbed, and most of the materials used were very expensive, such as huanghuali tables and chairs, white jade vases, etc.
Zhichun stood up from the low couch warily, walked over and asked softly: "Who?"
The person outside the door answered: "It's me, Zhidong."
Lihua suddenly opened her eyes, her face turned cold. Jinghong Palace had indeed bribed her minions, and there might be some conspiracy.
But at this time, she never expected that this conspiracy would involve her at the cost of Wu Fang'er's death.