My wife is not a demon

Most of the time she was carried by Chen Mu, listening to the man sing nursery rhymes, or tell stories and jokes, it was very comfortable.

Good times are nothing more than that.

There are all kinds of stories Chen Mu tells.

Fairy tales, myths, martial arts, romance...or some film and television dramas.

The queen mother listened with gusto.

Even under the emotional infection, there is a thought that I never want to leave here, and it is enough to have Chen Mu's company.

Chen Mu occasionally talks about the Internet.

The queen mother of 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi will also be fascinated by it, and even wave her small fists when she is excited.

It was as if he had substituted himself as the protagonist in the book.

Chen Mu hasn't read much on the Internet, and he naturally knows very little about the authors of the Internet.

But he had heard of an author called 'Need Bean Sprouts'.

Although it can't compare with some great writers, but in terms of appearance, it can definitely rank among many online writers.

It is also truly called "the ancestor of the Internet literary world" by book friends.

……

"Huh? What is this place?"

After passing through a long canyon, Chen and Mu came to a palace with a unique shape.

Half of the palace is integrated into the mountain, appearing a little abruptly in the field of vision.

It looks slightly slanted.

Chen Mu looked around, but couldn't find the location of the palace gate.

On the whole, the palace has both the characteristics of Zhongzhou and the characteristics of exotic customs. It should have existed in this lonely world for a long time.

Although there is no dust cover, every place is engraved with the traces of the years, full of vicissitudes.

There is a pile of yellow sand around the palace, the fine grains are like gold, shining brightly.

There are fragments of white bones in the yellow sand.

In the mid-air farther away, a giant glazed lamp was faintly hanging upside down.

The lights are off.

Chen Mu put Miss Xia down, handed the child to her, then scouted around the palace carefully, and finally found a gap on the north side of the intertwined mountains.

The gap is only as wide as the palm of your hand, and it is difficult to break through with a sword.

Chen Mu leaned close to his body and tried hard to see, only to see snowflakes floating profusely inside, and the snowflakes they had experienced before were whiter and more crystal clear, as if each piece came from heaven.

And farther away, Chen Mu vaguely saw a figure.

The other party seemed to be leaning lazily on the huge chair.

Surrounded by snow.

Chen Mu poured spiritual power into his eyes, and after trying to identify it, he could tell it was a woman.

The woman is motionless, like a sculpture.

The cold and white snowflakes slowly piled up around, as if woven into a long skirt, covering half of the palace, extremely holy.

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Author's Note: It seems that book friends on other platforms cannot see the group number.If it is placed in a chapter, it will also be deleted.If you want to join a group, you can first find the introduction page of this book through the starting point, and add a common group first.

Chapter 645 Concubine Xu's Cousin!

Above the snow is night.

Inside the wall is a palace that is not stained with dust, and outside the wall is the yellow sand that buries the bones.

Chen Mu had never seen such a strange sight.

The interweaving of black and white, the division of decadence and hope, the entanglement of holiness and sin, the fusion of classical and modern...

This scene is extremely impactful, like a mural created jointly by devils and angels.

"What did you see?"

While Chen Mu was fascinated, the queen mother asked curiously from behind.

Chen Mu withdrew his gaze and motioned for the other party to come forward and check.

Miss Xia's eyesight was not as bright as that of Chen Mu's. She only saw the general outline, but she also felt a strange sense of disobedience.

"This place is so strange." The Queen Mother frowned.

Chen Mu was thinking aside.

Is this palace artificial or an illusion created out of thin air?If it is man-made, why is it built so strangely.

Who is that woman inside?

Or is it just a statue that looks lifelike?

Chen Mu carefully searched around along the solid wall, and gave up after finding no entrance.

"Let's go first."

Chen Mu said. "I will investigate again when I have the opportunity."

"Ah."

Miss Xia clicked on the moth, saw the man squatting down, and said with a smile. "No, I've had enough rest, let's walk with you for a while."

Chen Mu didn't force it, and took the initiative to hold the child in his arms.

Walking along the path on the right side of the ancient temple, after about half an hour, the two came to a rather desolate place.

In front of him was a burnt earth.

Burnt weeds were spread across the flat land, here and there, and there was a faint smell of burnt in the air.