Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu walked into the hall calmly: "If it's a ghost, just have fun!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Listening to this meaning, it seems to be something even more remarkable.

For a moment, the look in the old shopkeeper's eyes changed.

The old shopkeeper's mind was all in the palace, and he didn't care about Feng Chenglin's expression. He followed Ling Luoyu and quickly entered the palace door.

Behind the hall, there were not corpses everywhere as Feng Chenglin thought.

However, it was also a mess everywhere.

Feng Chenglin stood beside Ling Luoyu and hissed softly: "Fuck...this is also a disaster..."

Inside the hall, there was chaos.

Looking at it suddenly, it seems that nothing is in its original position.

Ling Luoyu turned around leisurely and looked at the palace door.

Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper couldn't help but follow her gaze and look back.

"Third Young Master, what are you looking at?"

Although the old shopkeeper didn't say anything, he still glanced at Ling Luoyu's eyes, trying to see what she was observing.

"Fat man, aren't you worried that...the palace door is bolted from the inside to block people outside?"

"……yes!"

"This palace door is indeed tied from the inside...but...it is not to prevent people from outside from coming in, but..."

Ling Luoyu stepped forward, his fingertips traced behind the palace door, his eyes darkened.

"But don't let the people inside get out!"

"..." Feng Chenglin took a breath, twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked at the dark hall behind him in disbelief: "You... you mean that the people here were slaughtered... ?”

The old shopkeeper took two quick steps and took out two broken pieces of wood: "The edges are neat, and there is..."

"Wow!"

The wood in his hand was suddenly crushed to pieces and turned into slag and fell to the ground.

He paused for a moment before throwing down the wood residue in his hand.

"There are dark splatters on it... it should be blood stains..."

"I don't know how many years these woods have passed, they have already decayed..."

Ling Luoyu walked into a wooden bench that was at the bottom and stepped on it. The wooden bench instantly shattered into pieces.

"But...it's the same here as outside, no bones!"

Not to mention human bones, not even animal bones.

"Third Young Master, tell me...have all these people been eaten?" Feng Chenglin's mind suddenly opened up.

Ling Luoyu and the old shopkeeper looked sideways at the same time.

Feng Chenglin was a little embarrassed to be seen: "Think about it... If you want to live, you will see people, and if you die, you will see corpses... There won't be no corpses at all, right?"

The old shopkeeper disagreed: "Let him be laid to rest... Maybe someone collected the body and buried it after the fight... Then you will definitely not be able to see anything..."

"Bullshit!" Feng Chenglin yelled, holding his neck: "Tell me...if those people had the intention to bury the corpses, why would there still be such messy scenes, and why would they be locked from the inside? The palace..."

After a while, the angry old shopkeeper was speechless and his face darkened.

yes!

If those people had time to put the living people to rest, they would also have time to clean up the palace, and they would not lock themselves in a room.

"Fat man, there are wind lanterns on the walls and pillars. Take a look and see if they can still be lit!"

The lamps in the room are different from those shark oil lamps outside. Because the first reaction of a living person in the room is to turn off the lights and go to sleep, immortal shark oil should not be used to make lamp oil.