maid's harem life

Chapter 1

The night was pulled very low, with a bit of depression.The bright red moonlight spreads down and fills the world.

In a university dormitory in Baisha City, several people are busy packing their things.

"Yinyin, tell me what clothes I should wear tomorrow." Feng Feiyue held a skirt in one hand and waved it in front of Qingyin.

The woman looked up and said, "The white one."

The tone is light, with a faint smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Feng Feiyue put away the handbag beside her: "I heard that Yunnan is a very mysterious place."

"I applied to the school a long time ago, and it was only passed this year." Several roommates got together and discussed.

The night was completely dark, and in the silence, the dawn broke in, and a bright opening was opened in the sky.

The school bus was already waiting outside, and a group of people got on the bus in an orderly manner, each finding their seats.

"Qingyin, it will take a day's drive from here to Yunnan." Feng Feiyue touched Qingyin next to her with her elbow while playing with her mobile phone.

The woman withdrew her gaze from the book: "Maybe, Yue'er, I've always felt inexplicably flustered these past two days."

"What's the matter?" Feng Feiyue put down the phone.

"I don't know either." Qingyin looked aside and shook her head.

The woman leaned on her shoulder in a funny way: "I see, as for you, you just read too many books."

The school bus passed through the tunnel, bringing brief darkness.

The evergreen trees on both sides whizzed by, vaguely, with an idyllic atmosphere.

At noon, the car leaned against a manor-style building for a temporary rest.

"Get out of the car, my waist is falling apart." Feng Feiyue pulled up Qingyin and got out of the car.

The boundless orchard stretches for dozens of miles, with an attractive fruit fragrance.

The two walked to a secluded place hand in hand and sat down.

"Girl." An old voice came from behind them, and the two turned around after hearing the words.

An elderly old woman sat in front of the two of them. Her clothes revealed a strange look. Her head was covered with a black scarf, and her eyes were cloudy with a bit of sparkle.

The old man kept his eyes on Qingyin, and finally sighed softly.

She looked at the woman a little more cautiously: "Grandma, what's the problem?"

The old man stretched out a hand abruptly, grabbing Qingyin's wrist forcefully.

"Ah" the woman shrank back in a hurry, and Concubine Feng Yue beside her was even more puzzled.

"Girl, go back."

"Go back." Qingyin hurriedly pulled Feng Feiyue up, and whispered in her ear: "Go back, this mother-in-law."

"Girl." The old man stood up, "Do you know how you died in your previous life?"

Qingyin hurriedly shook her head, but Feng Feiyue who was at the side became a little interested: "How did you die?"

The old man turned around and turned his back to the two, with an expression of admiring joy on his face, and the surrounding wrinkles also rippled: "The raging fire devours people's hearts and souls, tens of thousands of burns, supporting her With a pure body, the bones and ashes will be crushed, and the blood curse will be eliminated."

"What and what." Feng Feiyue took the lead and pulled up Qingyin.

"Girl, have you ever heard of sacrifices?" The old man stated self-consciously: "The flying fires all over the sky have burned half of the sky."

The two hurriedly lifted their feet and ran to the school bus.

"Scared me to death." Feng Feiyue took a few breaths and pointed to her forehead: "This old woman, there must be a problem here."

"Basically yes, let's go, the car will leave soon." Qingyin took her hand and walked up quickly.

Along the way, no one mentioned this matter again, but there was a trace of unexplainable weirdness lingering in their hearts.

"Yinyin, how's your "Love Injury Presenting the Tomb of the King" going?" Feng Feiyue was most puzzled that a girl actually liked watching "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

Qingyin raised her head, picked up the book in her hand and knocked her on the head: "The books are all out, why don't you just read them yourself."

Feng Feiyue picked up the book and glanced at it: "Who told me that I don't usually like reading."

The car was driving on the rugged mountain road, bumping a few times from time to time.

Outside the window, there is a continuous blue sky, driving on the top of the mountain, the steep track like a ladder, with a difference of tens of centimeters, the car body will rub against the guardrail next to it.

Once it falls, I'm afraid that even the body will not be found.

The two looked at each other, lowered their heads, and some students even prayed softly.

The body of the car violently panicked, causing the inside of the car to scream again and again.

After walking for tens of meters, accompanied by a destructive force, the spacious roof of the school bus was forcibly punched with a dent.Then the earth shook and the mountains shook, and several people couldn't sit still, and all fell into the car.

"Get down quickly." The driver suddenly slammed on the brakes, and outside the car, the sky was filled with gray fog, as if isolated from the outside world: with a "bang", the glass windows shattered.

"Yinyin." Feng Feiyue sat by the window, turned around to protect Qingyin, her back was covered with glass shards.

There was a strong wind, and the car body was rolled up gently. Feng Feiyue, who was at the side, was thrown out unexpectedly.

"Yue'er..." Qingyin hurriedly grabbed her hand and dragged her in.

All of this is so mysterious and weird. From a distance, a passenger car soars into the sky, and outside the rear window, a woman is half suspended in the air, her body being pulled into a line.

"Yinyin, let me go..."

"No..." The wind blew violently again, and the two people who were carrying each other were taken out of the car, their hands loosened, and they fell towards the cliff beside them.

Concealed from the panic, it was as peaceful as before.

There were only broken glass all over the floor, and a car parked on the side of the road.

Outside the window, a copy of "Dedicated to the Tomb of the King" was lying lonely.

On the author's column, the woman's smile has a habitual innocence, as quiet as her name.

Qingyin tried to move her body, but there was no pain as imagined, and her eyes were sore that she couldn't open them.

Slowly groping around with one hand, the objects touched were soft and delicate, and seemed to have square grids.

After trying several times to get up, I finally gave up.

Qingyin rubbed her eyes, which were blown by the wind and sand, and only saw a piece of white.

It turned out that there was a white net under the body, which was soft to the touch, and it should not be made of ordinary materials.

Qingyin half sat up, and the next moment, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

A net of [-] square meters hangs high in the air, and it can be seen from a distance. The four corners are respectively suspended on four thick iron pillars. In the sunlight, it glows with golden and fine fragments of light, which is charming to the eye.

Qingyin stood up cautiously, but when she was looking down, her legs softened and she sat back down.

Below the net, a terrace that can accommodate ten thousand people was erected, surrounded by tripods, and in the center, a dark iron pillar stood up.In the center of the terrace, on the raised stone steps, there is a row of seats with furs on the floor.On the throne in the middle, the whole body is bright red, the blood fox fur has been peeled off completely, and the long tail is casually resting on the back of the chair, adding a bit of fishy smell.

Surrounding the terrace are Jiujiu 81 camp pots. At this time, there is no sound.

And what frightened her the most was the countless wolves under the net, with tight bandages around their necks, but they still couldn't stop their natural animal nature. Using their legs, they jumped upwards fiercely, one after another.

The sharp, ferocious fangs had the strength to tear people apart, and the eyes glowed with an extremely cold light.

Qingyin stood in the distance in fear, not daring to move, and could only shout over and over again: "Yue'er, where are you, Yue'er..."

Looking around, it didn't look like a place like the bottom of a cliff. Hearing the yelling of wolves, a group of people came running from a distance.

Qingyin was even more stupid when he saw it. They all looked like soldiers, with spears in their hands when they were on patrol.

She has never doubted time travel. The mystery of Bermuda since ancient times convinced her that there are different time and space on the earth.

I just didn't expect it to happen to me.

"Quickly, go and tell the priest, the tribute from the heavens, and put away the net quickly." The man in the lead gave an order with a look of joy.

The four corners of the net were slowly retracted, like sheets of white cloth, towering towards the clouds.

Qingyin hurriedly grabbed one side and shook it: "Let me out, let me out..."

The wolves roared procrastinatingly, and at the top where the woman couldn't see, the mouth of the net slowly shrank.

Gradually, the four corners wrapped together revealed only four ropes supporting the balance, which fell to the east, west, north, south, and north.

From a distance, it looks like a giant cocoon hanging in mid-air.

The pack of wolves below followed suit, their amber eyes shining brightly.

Taking advantage of this height, Qingyin looked down, and the endless deep palace was somewhat similar to the Forbidden City in the book.

This high platform was independent from the group of buildings, only the few people who had just arrived were around, and there was a dead silence in the middle of the huge arena.

Qingyin tried to shout a few words, but no one answered at all.

Terrified in her heart, she tried her best not to cry, while searching carefully, but she still couldn't see Concubine Fengyue.

A small sound came from far and near, and slowly gathered, a dense crowd rushed towards the terrace, and in an instant, it was surrounded by water.

In the center of the crowd, four people lifted up a soft sedan chair. Inside the sedan chair, a man in a white robe and a white ghost mask walked towards Qingyin.

The originally restless wolves suddenly quieted down, bowed their heads obediently, and covered their eyes on their stomachs.

All the surrounding crowd knelt down, and even their voices were resounding and orderly: "See the deputy priest."

The man stepped on the crowd, and a ghostly face shone brightly on Qingyin's pale face.

"What do you want to do?" The woman's voice trembled, which was too weird.

A laugh spread from the corner of his uncovered mouth, and his footsteps stopped on a green circle.

"Come here" the man stretched out a hand, pointing to Qingyin in the net: "Start the blood bath."

"Yes" the people around stood up unanimously and looked at the imprisoned woman.

Qingyin clung tightly to the grid with both hands, and the expressions of the people below became more and more intense. A few of them couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing.The joy in his eyes could not be concealed, even with inexplicable yearning.

blood bath?Before Qingyin had time to think about it, there was a rumbling sound from under her feet, and the originally flat ground turned slowly.

(End of this chapter)