The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 443 How can there be... Me and Ah Li? !

When the three of Feng Qingcheng came to the dyeing workshop again, they were surprised to find that the mess last night had been cleaned up.

The dyed cloth scattered all over the place in the dyeing workshop was re-hanged on the bamboo racks. The breeze blew by, and the pieces of dyed cloth swayed gently in the wind. It's unspeakably weird.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the cleaned ground, looked up and scanned the yard, and said slowly, "All those dolls disappeared last night."

Before leaving yesterday, those dolls were all tightly wrapped in white cloth and lying on the ground, why are they all gone now?

Someone must have untied the long dyed cloth for them, but who saved them?
Is it another doll, or another living person?Or is it the girl who suddenly disappeared?

Nan Linghan nodded, and while walking slowly, he glanced sideways at her and asked, "Shall we go inside and have a look?"

"Yeah." Feng Qingcheng lifted the dyed cloth in front of her with one hand, and took Ah Li with the other hand, and walked inside.

After passing through the dyeing rack, a row of quaint rooms appeared before their eyes.

I don't know if the owner of the house knew they were coming, but the door of the room was open.

Nan Linghan's eyes fell on the open door, "Could it be that the owner of this room knew we would come?"

From the bottom of her heart, Feng Qingcheng also developed a strong interest in this master who can create such a wonderful workmanship doll, "It seems that this master is quite powerful."

As she spoke, she walked to the door, raised her hand and gently knocked on the door panel twice, "Is anyone there?"

After waiting for a while, no one answered her.

Feng Qingcheng glanced sideways at Nan Linghan, the man saw her intentions, and said in a low voice, "I will go in and find out, you and A Li stay outside."

Feng Qingcheng originally wanted to go in, but now seeing him stepping through the threshold first, he couldn't help but feel warm.

Although he no longer remembered himself, he was still the Ahan who took care of her everywhere.

that's nice!

After Nan Linghan walked in, he immediately smelled a very pungent burning smell.

He tightened his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and continued to walk inside.

Although it was sunny outside, the structure of the house was very strange. It was built with backlight, and there were no windows, so the light in the house was very dark, and there was a sense of spooky horror.

Feng Qingcheng stood at the door, waited for a while, saw that there was still no sound inside, and called him worriedly, "Ah Han? What's going on inside?"

"Come here and take a look!"

Nan Linghan seemed to have discovered something, and Feng Qingcheng strode in with A Li after hearing the words.

The room was too dark, Feng Qingcheng squinted her eyes, barely able to see the furnishings in the room.

There were chairs carved in sandalwood, a table, and a shrine enshrined in a long cabinet.

It's a pity that no one has taken care of it for a long time, and even the incense stand on the desk is covered with spider webs.

Feng Qingcheng's gaze stayed on that altar for two or three seconds, and she always felt that the eyes of the Buddha statue in that altar always made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She looked back, looked around the room again, and asked, "Where are you?"

"This way."

Feng Qingcheng recognized that the voice came from the next room, turned around and rushed in, "What's wrong?"

"Look at these two puppets!"

Feng Qingcheng turned her head to look in the direction of his finger, and when she saw the two dolls, one big and one small standing in the corner, her pupils shrank sharply, her eyes were more terrifying than seeing a ghost, "Here, how could there be ... Me and Ah Li?!"

　Four more, ask for tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)