illegitimate child

The tunnel winds down, and only one person can easily pass through it. The fake one opens the "Gate of Hades" and stands on one side.

The moment Song Ling stepped into the tunnel, the wall slowly closed again. He looked back and closed the stone wall. It seemed that it had turned into a gas and crawled out along the gap.

He really cared about Luo Jinnian, Luo Jinnian had always suffered such serious crimes, whether it was beating the son or the young master for Huaniang, or leading someone to set up a gambling house, he was the only one who bullied others.

The only one who can control him is Tian, ​​but Tian has never cared about these "little things", as long as Luo Jinnian's virtue is good, she doesn't bother to care about it, and her heart is dead.As for General Luo, it is even more shameless to mention that as long as he shows the slightest intention to touch Luo Jinnian's oily skin, the old lady can immediately come up to protect the calf with a cane.

Song Ling wasn't worried that the Prince's Mansion dared to kill Luo Jinnian, they didn't have the guts.What he always worried about was a look in his eyes.The way Luo Jinnian looked at him at the end was different from the arrogant one in the past, full of self-confidence.It was the look in the eyes after the incident, which almost shattered Luo Jinnian's innocence that had been raised for almost 20 years.

Can't say it's a good thing?

Song Ling walked down the steps, and a smell of old medicine penetrated into the stone wall, too strong to dissolve.He sniffled, and as he walked, he thought about the poor health of the elder prince who had been rumored to be in the middle of Beijing these years.

This rumor can be confirmed. I don't know how many years of boiling the medicinal materials, and the corridors are all marinated.The status of the eldest prince is already the most noble in the world, even if he is not welcomed by His Majesty, he is still a real prince.A master doctor of imperial medicine, precious medicinal materials can't be short of him, but even so, he can't nourish his sick bones.

What kind of sickness is this?

in the end.

The ground has been hollowed out, and when you look up, you can see exposed gray and white rocks, and the surface of the rocks is inlaid with pearls, which can't be less than a thousand.The entrance is a chained iron bridge, which can only allow one person to pass through. Four or five chains are hung on the rock above the head, and it creaks when you step on it. Fortunately, there is no wind in the ground, otherwise the less courageous will be scared when the wind blows. Go, there is a shallow underground river under the suspension bridge.Song Ling thought, how deep did you dig?

After crossing the suspension bridge, the smell of the medicine became more and more intense, like a ball of cotton clogging his chest, and the spicy medicine smell pierced his heart, Song Ling took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.He has a habit that is not very gentlemanly, maybe it is because he was soaked in a medicine jar when he was young, he hates bitterness very much, and is extremely addicted to sweetness.

The underground air is not circulating, and the boiled medicinal materials are so bitter and pungent that it makes one want to vomit.Song Ling endured and walked two more steps forward, finally saw a Buddhist monastery with black tiles and black walls.

It looks like an enlarged version of the medicine jar, which is not attractive.

Being smoked all the way, no matter how good the temper is, people will be tainted with bitterness, not to mention that Song Ling's good temper is all fake, but in reality he is narrow and afraid of trouble.When he saw the "medicine jar", he couldn't help but think that the grounds of the Prince's Mansion might be hollowed out, and sooner or later they would collapse. I wonder if this gopher who is used to digging holes can escape.

The people in the Abode, like a prophet, said first: "Please come in."

Another person who likes to pretend, Song Ling made an attributive conclusion in his heart, the last one who liked to pretend so much was Fengxuelou Liuluo.

The host has already issued an invitation, so is there any reason for the guest not to come?Song Ling pushed open the bamboo door of the jingshe, and looked inside first.

The layout of the abode is extremely simple, with only one couch, one chair, one table, one table, and one stove.

The small couch, small table, and table case are specially customized. They are much shorter than those used by ordinary people, and the small objects are arranged in an orderly manner from high to low.

When he saw the person sitting on the push chair, Song Ling was taken aback.

That person was right in the middle of the abode, without any cover, so it was logical that he should be seen at a glance, but Song Ling didn't realize until the end that there was another person on the pushchair.

Without him, that person really cannot support the word human.

The two strokes of a person are the skeleton, the skeleton is the base, and the flesh and blood are the clothing. This is the person in the general sense, but the person sitting on the pushchair is supported by bony bones, without the adhesion of flesh and blood, and the white paper-like skin cannot hang on at all. .

He is so thin that he looks plump when the word Lingding is applied to him.Judging from the bone appearance, it is somewhat similar to the fake one on the ground. If you don't think otherwise, this is the real Song Chengxi.

Seeing that Song Ling was silent, "The Walking Dead" opened his mouth first, "Are you scared?" His voice was extremely dry, like two pieces of moldy wood rubbing against each other, rustling, and he laughed at himself: "Who can not be afraid."

Song Ling is really not afraid, he is just a little stunned, no wonder Song Chengxi never walks outside, no wonder he needs to see people with a false identity, what is the difference between his current appearance and the ghost of the underworld.

"Talk and talk, what you see is the spirit of a person. As long as you don't lose your spirit, you are no different from ordinary people. Why are you afraid to say it?" Song Ling looked straight at Song Chengxi's body without looking away.There is no one serving in the abode, and the furnishings are shorter than those used by ordinary people. It is obvious that Song Chengxi does everything by himself.Although he was trapped in a dilapidated body, his heart was still unyielding.

The distance between Song Chengxi's eyes is wider than that of ordinary people. He was born with a ignorant appearance. Now he has no flesh and blood, and a pair of eyeballs are about to fall out of the eye sockets. He looks particularly terrifying.One of his chicken paws was pressed against the side of the push chair, and there was a small wooden gear on it. With a light turn, the wooden wheel hoarsely drove towards Song Ling.

"creak, creak"

Pushing the chair to a stop, Song Ling took a close look at Song Chengxi, and found that his lower body was covered with a scarlet mattress, which was the only bright color in his whole body.

As soon as he approached, the pungent smell of medicine hit the sky and overwhelmed him, almost drowning him. Song Ling forcibly stopped his uncontrollable calf, which wanted to retreat, and fixed it on the ground.People who have been ill for a long time are always unpredictable, and it is normal to be uncertain.Song Chengxi knew at the first sight that he was seriously ill. If this retreat hurt his sad self-esteem, then the joke would be big.

Don't mess with the lunatics.

"It's really courageous," Song Chengxi wanted to show a smiling face, his facial bones worked for a while, and he looked at the ready-made materials for the town gate that were even more ferocious than the gate gods on the New Year pictures. "Didn't I ask you to come back after the fifth day of the first lunar month? Why did you come here?"

As soon as Song Ling heard it, he recalled that it was Liu Luo who told him about Song Chengxi, but he could tell from Song Chengxi's tone that he would come. I am afraid that Song Chengxi himself asked Liu Luo to tell him the truth and made an appointment for a visit.

These two people are in the same group, Liu Luo is really not a thing!Take the ready-made Qiao Zong'er for favors!

No matter what he thinks in his heart, Song Ling speaks tightly, "Miss Liuluo did ask me to come and visit His Highness in the first month, but I am afraid that His Highness will be anxious, so I will come to visit a few days in advance, Your Highness, please don't be annoyed by me, the evil guest who jumped over the wall. .”

"Hehe, wonderful man," Song Chengxi smiled again.

Song Ling really wanted to persuade him, stop laughing, whoever is to blame for being suffocated here.

"You came here today to seek revenge, and I asked you to come here to discuss business, and now I'm offering you a price, what conditions do you need to cancel your "vengeance" against me, as a future partner, the most taboo is to have resentment. Even if you want my life, you can take it."

What crazy talk!Song Ling was stunned, as he had been ill for a long time and went crazy.