[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

The Cold Palace was not the Cold Palace from the beginning.

It turns out that this place had a nice name, called Tangning Palace. It is said that more than fifty years ago, a concubine of the late emperor, who was only sixteen years old, had just entered the palace. She had not been summoned for more than ten days. The palace servants gossiped about her behind her back, and she accidentally heard it. The little girl had been raised in luxury by her family since she was a child. She had never suffered such humiliation. She was so aggrieved that her tears were falling on the spot. She was sentimental for a while, and then she hanged herself quietly at the palace gate in the middle of the night.

Tangning Palace was originally remote, and with overgrown vegetation, it would be terrifying if someone was hanged there out of nowhere. After that, the late emperor never set foot in Tangning Palace again. The other concubines and palace maids who were originally in the palace also left or moved away. After a new emperor ascended the throne, he was too lazy to repair the place, so it gradually fell into disrepair and became a cold palace.

More than fifty years passed, the dilapidated palace became even more dilapidated, and the lush vegetation became even more lush. Shangguan Jinhong and Wuhua worked for more than half a month before they repaired it to its presentable state.

Of course, the two of them were repairing the house they were going to live in, and they were also removing the weeds at the entrance of their own yard. At most, they worked together to set up a kitchen, and they had no extra interest in being masons and cleaning up other side halls.

The unfortunate newcomer didn't have such strong hands-on skills, so the group of three could only squeeze into a deserted side hall. It was dark and full of rubbish inside. The bed was collapsed, and the tables and chairs would fall apart if you touched them lightly. All the unwanted garbage from other halls was also piled here. There was a big hole in the roof, the beams were crooked, and half of the door fell off when it was opened. Even the spider webs were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Grass was growing in the floor tiles, and a snake was coiled in a pile of rotten wood, stretching its neck to eat a fat mouse.

In the evening, the sun sets and the grass withers.

Yang Muqing was holding the servant on his left and Fang Mama on his right. The three of them huddled in a corner, crying and looking extremely miserable. Meanwhile, in the main hall courtyard not far away, the aroma of food wafted through the air.

The fragrance was blown in by the evening breeze through the window cracks, and the people in the house could hear their stomachs rumbling one after another.

The crying became even more miserable.

Wuhua’s cooking skills are unparalleled in the world, but he only knows how to cook vegetarian dishes. The steamed yellow croaker and pork ribs in vinegar on the table are Shangguan Jinhong’s creations - they were brought from the imperial kitchen.

I have to praise the game here. Although many things have changed after restarting the copy, the harem map has not changed. It remains the same as before, which greatly facilitates the cold palace duo to go out and purchase goods.

Two people, six dishes, seasonal fruits in an ice jar and a pot of homemade rice wine. A few bites of food, followed by a sip of ice-cold wine, accompanied by the cool evening breeze and the red clouds in the sky, the willows swaying in the courtyard, adding a bit of poetry to the comfort.

Wuhua held the wine cup and chanted in a gentle voice: "The fallen flowers are dancing in the wind, and the evening rain is coming..."

"Wuwuwuwu, you've been wronged by following me. It's all my fault that I got you into trouble. I'm useless. I can't even get food back..."

Everyone’s joys and sorrows are different. Although there was bitter wind and rain in the side hall, Wuhua only thought they were noisy.

"In the morning, the courtyard is half red..."

"Ahhhhh, snake! Sir, be careful! Ah! Help!"

"Only the hairspring..."

"Xiao Xiazi! Xiao Xiazi, what's wrong with you! Don't scare me, open your eyes and look at me! I...I will help you suck out the poisonous blood!"

"Sir, please don't! Ahem, Sir, Xiao Xiazi can't accompany you anymore. It is Xiao Xiazi's blessing to be able to serve you. If there is an afterlife, Xiao Xiazi is still willing to serve you..."

"No!!! Mother Fang, please check on him! Don't sleep, don't sleep, Xiao Xiazi!"

"Sir... I'm so hungry..."

"Wuwuwu, I'm sorry, Xiazi, I'm useless..."

"It's the smell of steamed yellow croaker and stir-fried lotus pond. It's a blessing to die smelling such a wonderful aroma, my lord..." As she spoke, Xiao Xiazi sobbed and began to sing a long song in a dragging tone: "When I was young, my parents didn't raise me~ It was all thanks to you who are as old as me. I couldn't show my filial piety when I was alive, but I will never forget your kindness after I die~~ A piece of paper with a thousand cries..."

Wuhua: “…” I can’t continue reciting this poem!
The crying became more and more sad, and paper money began to fall from the sky. The small white pieces of paper floated straight into the rice bowl. Suddenly, two white candles appeared on the table, burning faint ghostly fires in this pleasant evening, which was extremely unlucky.

Shangguan Jinhong's face darkened. His atmosphere skills were comparable to Yuan Shisanxian's Chinese music library, and they always appeared very casually. He tried his best to do nothing these days. Obviously he had it under control, but was still lured out by someone's wailing.

He put down his chopsticks heavily and said unhappily, "Why did you provoke them?"

Wuhua looked innocent: "What does this have to do with me?"

Before he finished speaking, Gang Leader Shangguan rushed to the side hall at the speed of wind, and soon the crying stopped.

……

The weak and unlucky guy and his two servants were stuffing rice into their mouths desperately. They finished a plate of stir-fried lotus pond food and a plate of stewed mountain delicacies with just a few chopsticks, as if they were afraid that Shangguan Jinhong would go back on her word.

"Thank you... Thank you, sir." Xiao Xiazi's eyes were red. While eating, his mouth flattened and a few drops of golden beans fell. He sobbed, "I can be a well-fed ghost and die with my eyes closed. After I die... wuwuwuwu..." When he cried, Yang Muching also started crying. Maybe Mother Fang felt that it would be unsociable if she didn't cry, so she started crying too. The three of them cried together again.

Shangguan Jinhong frowned in disdain and said calmly, "It's a rat snake, not poisonous."

The crying stopped, and three pairs of big watery eyes blinked innocently. Xiao Xiazi whispered: "But the master said... said that is, that is..."

Yang Muqing whispered: "I also heard from the old people that the brighter the color of the snake, the stronger the venom..."

Shangguan Jinhong said coldly: "Stupid, the whole body of the mountain is black, but in terms of toxicity, it is the king of all snakes, which shows that this is not true."

Yang Muqing asked curiously: "Then how do you tell whether a snake is poisonous or not?"

Wuhua smiled and said, "Let it bite you. If you survive, it means it is not poisonous. If you die, it proves that it is poisonous."

Yang Muqing was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Why did I want to be bitten by a snake?"

Wuhua said: "Since you don't want to be bitten by a snake, why bother about whether it is poisonous or not? Just stay away from it if you see one. Will it chase you and bite you? Idiot."

Yang Muqing felt that he might really be a fool.

The meal was almost over, and the atmosphere was quite good. Yang Muqing felt that it was fate that everyone was gathered here, so he said with bright eyes, "The side hall is not available for people to stay in. Can we sleep in your place tonight?"

Wuhua said: "No."

Shangguan Jinhong said, "Get lost."

Yang Muqing: “…”

Xiao Xiazi couldn't bear to see her master being wronged, so she mustered up her courage and said, "It turns out that our master is Zhaoyi! It was because you stole the ice crack vase that he lost his position and was locked up in this damn place. The master didn't even bother with you, but you didn't even want to take him in for one night! Are you still human?"

Wuhua was quick-witted and said, "So many things were lost in the palace, how come your son was the only one who lost his position? It can be seen that the theft was just a trigger. In the final analysis, your son followed the wrong person and was abandoned, so he was left here to fend for himself."

Xiao Xiazi's face suddenly turned red.

Shangguan Jinhong said: "Please tell me in detail what happened?"

Xiao Xia Zi was about to speak, but Shangguan Jinhong made a gesture to keep quiet and looked at the woman surnamed Fang who had been silent.

Yang Muqing and Xiao Xiazi both called her Mother Fang. This title was interesting. If she was someone from the palace, she should be called "Master Fang" or "Aunt Fang". But if she was brought into the palace by Yang Muqing, why would she behave so unfamiliarly with them, the master and servant?

Shangguan Jinhong has seen countless people in his life, and he has never made a mistake when it comes to judging people, so when he looked at Fang's mother, his eyes were neither fierce nor cold, but inexplicably made people feel breathless, and few people dared to lie under his gaze.

"You tell me."

Yang Muqing and Xiao Xiazi froze at the same time. Fang's mother was also stunned for a moment, then opened her mouth and made a series of unclear sounds.

A closer look revealed that half of the servant's tongue had been cut off! No wonder she never spoke!

She gestured, pointed at her tongue, then pointed towards the east, made a bowing gesture, and then gestured randomly.

Wuhua and Shangguan Jinhong both showed a little excitement.

Here it comes! The game plot is here!
Shangguan Jinhong glanced at Wuhua, and Wuhua understood. He stretched out his body and disappeared. Gang leader Shangguan sat steadily, opened the live broadcast room steadily, found the Miaobishenghua group, and applied for a connection.

After a while, Hua Manlou's gentle and peaceful face appeared on the system screen.

He was quite surprised that Shangguan Jinhong came to him, thinking that the game had recently released a mission about "fan fiction"... Could it be that Gang Leader Shangguan already knew that they had privately discussed the development story about him and his deputy?

Hua Manlou suddenly felt ashamed and his face turned red all the way to his neck.

Shangguan Jinhong saw this expression, which was obviously a guilty conscience! He crushed the wine cup in his hand.

I just wanted to borrow his skills, but I didn't expect to get unexpected gains!
(End of this chapter)