I am Feng Jun

Chapter 897 896. This is different from what he thought!

The cold winter night was extremely cold, and when the north wind blew past, it brought a burst of coldness and poured into the limbs and bones of many people in the hall.

Mu Yuanxi originally ordered Lu Ai to take him down to solve the problem.

The word "solve" hit people's hearts heavily.

King An and Lord Sugan pleaded guilty for what Yu Shu had done, and Lu Ai also hesitated, thinking that this is King An's grandson after all.

If His Majesty killed King An's grandson as soon as he came to Yancheng, the name of this tyrant might not be far away.

What's more, Yu Shu was able to recognize his mistakes quickly by observing words and expressions. He said sincerely that he was just seeing the wise and powerful cousin of the emperor for the first time, and he couldn't restrain himself.

Then it seems that it won't work on the bright side.

Shen Ci glanced indifferently at the three people kneeling in the hall, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

Looking sideways at Mu Yuanxi, without saying a word, but with just one look, Mu Yuanxi understood what he meant.

In the end, Yu Shu was dragged down in front of many aristocratic families in Yancheng, and was fined and grounded in the ancestral hall.

After hearing this, Yu Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time a surge of anticipation arose.

The ancestral hall is banned?

His Majesty is going to offer sacrifices in the ancestral hall tomorrow, and he was angry on the surface today, but in the end he was punished to go to the ancestral hall. Does that mean
Yu Shu thought about it a lot, and felt that he was too aggressive today, and Feng Jun was still there, so it was indeed difficult to operate.

However, he felt that he hadn't lost.

However, when he was locked in a dark room in the ancestral hall where all kinds of sacrificial items were kept, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This is different from what he thought!

Shouldn't it be the one in the main hall of the ancestral hall, in front of the tablet of the ancestors of the Mu family, who knelt and reflected, and then secretly communicated the song, and secretly plotted Chen Cang!

How did you bring him here!
There were no candles in the house, it was gloomy, and it was still very cold. The chilly wind came in through the gap in the door, and when it passed through the narrow gap, it screamed like a wild animal.

Many scattered Yinsi papers were blown into a mess, and the corners were raised up and down one after another, making noises. From time to time, things were blown off and fell to the ground making noises.

Yu Shu, who was like a frightened bird, was about to cry.

He is only a 16-year-old kid!

Why close his little black room!

He leaned against the door trembling all over, not daring to move, he didn't even have the strength to turn around and try to open the door to escape.

The sound of locking the door outside was very clear just now, and he also knew that he couldn't get out now, a heart in his chest was beating violently, and he couldn't help sobbing.

"Daddy, mother, save me, daddy save me"

What human suffering is this!
"Grandma, save me, Shu'er is so scared."

There was a cool breeze pouring in through the crack of the door behind him, which made his body stiff a lot. He knew that he couldn't stay at the door all the time, or he would freeze to death.

The desire to survive made him take a step forward, and the steps he took were very small, and a little bit of temptation made him tremble like he was sifting chaff.

There were a lot of sundries on the ground. Even though he was careful, he would inevitably trip over. When he fell to the ground, there was a burst of screams, but he was drowned in the sound of the wind.

Suddenly frightened, he no longer tried to be careful, his pupils were trembling violently, he wrapped his clothes tightly, and crawled towards the corner where Wei Wei could see clearly.

Shrinking to the corner with difficulty, Yu Shu bent his legs and hugged his knees, buried his head in them and sobbed.

Woohoo, he wants to go home.

Yu Shu, who had never been locked up in a small black room, had an unforgettable experience ever since.

But these are not the scariest.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Shu, who had no sense of time, had his eyes red and swollen from crying, and the delicate makeup on his face was wiped off, but footsteps suddenly came from the door.

Shrinking and trying to retreat, Yu Shu, who was firmly blocked by the wall, bit his forearm and dared not make a sound.

Now he no longer knows whether the footsteps outside are people or ghosts, and he feels as if he has entered the underworld.

After a rustling sound, the door was opened.

The dark cloud just moved a little, and a faint ray of moonlight poured down as the figure approached, completely enveloping people in the moonlight.

Panicked and helpless, Yu Shu took an incense stick beside him for protection to protect himself, and was able to see who the person under the moonlight was.

Shen Ci took a look around the small black room. There were quite a few Yinshi papers, joss sticks, white silk, and other sacrificial supplies. Well, it was quite complete.

Seeing that the door was still open, Yu Shu held his breath and scrambled to escape, as long as he got out, he would do anything.

This thought gave him some strength, and he rushed out suddenly, but when he was about to escape to the courtyard, he was dragged back by Shen Ci's collar by the back, and threw him on the ground full of ghost papers.

"Do you still want to run?"

There was an undisguised indifference in Shu Lin's voice, Shen Ci closed the door and looked at Yu Shu who was on the ground clutching his knocked elbow.

He curled himself into a ball, crying and begging.

"Feng Jun, Feng Jun, I was wrong, please let me out, please, I know I was wrong, I really didn't mean it."

Shen Ci took two steps forward, and Yu Shu retreated instinctively, but the sudden restraint on his neck made him unable to move and his breathing was stagnant.

"Isn't it intentional? What is that? On purpose? Do you think Grandpa is blind and can't see what you want to do?"

Yu Shu raised his hand to grab Shen Ci's wrist, trying to break it apart, but it was useless at all. His throat hurt and there was a little buzzing in his ears. After listening to Shen Ci's words, he shook his head very hard.

"No, I just... admire His Majesty, not what Fengjun thinks."

The slender and white fingers tightened little by little, and then loosened little by little, giving him room to breathe, but he didn't let go completely.

Yu Shu, who had just recovered from the threat of death, had fear written in his pupils. Looking at the indifference and chill in Shen Ci's eyes, he actually felt that this person would really strangle him to death.

"Admiration? Oh, you are lying to a ghost, to be honest."

Just as Yu Shu coughed, before he could adjust his breathing, Shen Ci's hands tightened again, and Yu Shu, whose breath was robbed again, clamped both hands on Shen Ci's wrists, but was quickly caught by Shen Ci's other hand. Hands open.

Yu Shu's calf kicked back and forth in a random manner, scratching the ground and making screeching noises, his eyes turned black, and the buzzing in his ears became louder and louder.

Just when he felt that he was really going to die, his neck suddenly loosened again, cold air poured into his nostrils, and he coughed violently.

His throat was very uncomfortable, his face was swollen, blood rushed up, his mind went blank, but there was a devil-like voice in the air.

"Want to do it again?"

(End of this chapter)