The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 461 But These Are Dead People!
"Ah?!" Feimo's handsome face suddenly collapsed, and she said tremblingly, "I don't want to spend the night in Yizhuang, I don't want to sleep with these dead people!"

Looking at her timid appearance, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help being a little speechless, "You have lived in the town by yourself for so long, and you still tinker with those prosthetic legs and dolls every day, why have you never been afraid? "

Murphy puffed his cheeks and retorted in disapproval, "How cute are the dolls! But these are dead people!"

Dolls...cute?
Well, Feng Qingcheng felt that she really couldn't keep up with this child's aesthetics, so the corners of her mouth twitched, "Then close your eyes and stop staring at the coffin."

Murphy opened his eyes wide and continued to stare at the coffin, "If I don't stare at the coffin, I will be even more scared."

Feng Qingcheng really couldn't understand her brain circuit, "Shouldn't it be that seeing is not seeing?"

"It's more scary if you can't see it!" Mo Fei glanced at her disapprovingly, pursed the corners of his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Sister, think about it, if you can't see anything, suddenly there are two hands grabbing Don't you feel particularly horrified by holding your arm?"

Feng Qingcheng shrugged her shoulders, and replied calmly, "When I see it, if suddenly there are two hands grabbing me, I will also feel horrified."

"Oh! I can't tell. Anyway, I just think it's scary here!" When Mo Fei said this, he lowered his head and asked Cang Li who was standing beside him, "A Li, what about you? Are you afraid?"

Cang Li shook his bald head, with a serious expression on his pink face, "A Li thinks these babies are very pitiful, I want to chant scriptures for them so that their souls can rest in peace."

Murphy felt that he really couldn't communicate with him, "Forget it, you are too young, you probably don't even understand what it means to be afraid."

While they were chatting, Nan Linghan ordered someone to light a few torches. Under the light of the fire, the coffin in the Yizhuang was covered with a faint halo, and the feeling of gloom was somewhat diluted.

Feng Qingcheng looked up to the corner of the wall, and saw some dry firewood there, so she said to them, "Let's stop standing there, build a few fires to warm up, dry the clothes, and don't catch a cold."

It was raining too hard outside, even if they were in the carriage just now, most of their clothes were soaked through.

At Feng Qingcheng's suggestion, they built a fire in each corner, and three or five people sat around to warm up and chat.

"When you go to bed at night, remember to send a few people to take turns to watch the night. I feel that there is something wrong with this Yizhuang."

From the moment Feng Qingcheng stepped into the Yizhuang, she felt a faint ominous feeling in her heart. She felt that there was something weird about this Yizhuang, but she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

She said that on purpose just now, in order not to arouse everyone's panic.

However, only she knew in her heart that Murphy's fear was not unreasonable.

A lot of cobwebs were formed on the beams of this Yizhuang, and a lot of dust was accumulated on the ground. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

However, the bodies of the baby girls in the coffin were perfectly fine, and no corpse spots had grown, which was enough to show that they had not been carried in for a long time.

So, who put the dead body here?
Murphy looked up at her, and couldn't help asking, "Where? What's the problem? Why don't we go back to sleep in the carriage!"

She said that Gui Gui is a little girl, and it is normal for her to be timid.

It's just that there was lightning and thunder outside, and the carriages were pulled into the eaves of Yizhuang to shelter from the rain. Sleeping inside would definitely get wet from the rain.

　Two more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)