Chapter 11: Hundreds of ghosts are fine too

Style: Historical Author: little apricotWords: 1533Update Time: 24/02/20 18:03:53
A square, hard underground stone well, surrounded by walls with only the stars in the sky exposed. Heavy rain fell from the well mouth in the sky, and the soil under the feet was turned into mud by the rain.

The seven girls wearing gray and white coarse cloth training clothes were all in a mess and were already scarred, and everyone's breathing became a little heavier as a result.

Chen Yanran's eyes were like torches, watching everyone around her with vigilance, and her slender little hands tightly grasped a thinner little girl.

The girl's face was rounder, and her eyes revealed a youthful look. She was originally an innocent grade-schooler, but she could only struggle in this dangerous place, thinking about how to survive with all her strength.

This little girl is Chen Yanran's adopted sister Chen Yunshan. No matter where the sun is hidden, they rely on each other.

Mo Ya, who was standing on the edge, slowly stepped forward and thrust a sharp Tang knife into the mud, and then the splashed mud splashed up with a splash.

The girl on the other side was so frightened by the sudden Tang Dao that she collapsed to the side. Because of this, she was almost injured by the Tang Dao that was inserted.

Seeing the mud splashed by the Tang Dao, we can see how heavy the Tang Dao is, and even half of the Tang Dao's blade has been embedded in the mud.

Immediately, Mo Crow walked in slowly and threw a second handful at them.

The girls' screams became louder and more brutal. They screamed and retreated to the surroundings for shelter.

Therefore, they had no idea what terrible things would happen next.

Until Mo Ya threw the last Tang Dao out, suddenly, a girl reacted first, and then rushed over to snatch the Tang Dao on the ground.

This action spread like a plague, and more girls threw themselves into the quagmire to grab weapons, and then started fighting.

The heavy rain poured down from the patio, and the mud at the bottom of the well had already been dyed blood.

The top buttons on the girls' bodies were mixed with mud, and were quickly washed away by the rain until they became cold, numb, and then lost their sense of pain.

At this time, Chen Yanran was hugging Chen Yunshan, huddled in the corner and shivering. At this time, her young and fair face was getting pale from the rain.

Some mud splashed from nowhere and hit Chen Yanran's pretty face. It might be blood. She couldn't help it, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Fighting, like a helpless young ferocious beast in a cage, learning to fight with the unknown survival.

...

In a daze, Chen Yanran slowly opened her eyes and slowly woke up from her dream.

It turned out that she had a dream again, dreaming about the days when she was training at Mingshen Pavilion.

Assassin, she was no longer the same person under the training well, but the stone under her body was cold and damp, not much better than in the training room.

Chen Yanran understood what was going on, and her eyes swept over the smooth stone walls around her. The light was dim, and in front of her eyes was a closed cell door. This was obviously a dungeon.

The steel door on the cell door was black, as if it was caused by blood or being held tightly for many years, but at this time, it revealed waves of eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

All the brides were captured and brought to this place as soon as they arrived at the Lin family. The Lin family must have discovered that one of the brides had an abnormal identity, and then all the brides suffered disaster. This shows that they do not know who the "ghost" is.

Chen Yanran thought about it, the current situation was relatively good, after all, there was still room for maneuver.

Locked in the same cell as her was the same bride, the second daughter of the He family, He Yunling. She was leaning against the wall and eavesdropping on something. Then she suddenly sat back when she heard Chen Yanran sitting up.

Chen Yanran looked at her, and she looked at Chen Yanran with deep meaning.

This man's face was full of warning and vigilance, but there was no trace of fear.

Chen Yanran remembered what Mo Ya had said to her before she came.

At that time, she said: "Remember what I said, no matter when, where, or what the situation, you must stick to your identity. Your name is Chen Yanran, from Peach Blossom Town, take care!"

Chen Yanran walked out of Chen's house at that time, but when she walked to the door, she turned back to ask. Said: "You were hesitant to speak just now, what do you want to say?! Why do you have to let me kill your identity?!"

Mo Ya hesitated for a moment, and then finally said: "Based on my understanding of the Mingshen Pavilion, they won't just send you. There is another member of the Mingshen Pavilion inside the bride."

"Are you sure?!" Chen Yanran's heart trembled slightly.

Mo Ya looked away from Chen Yanran, and then said: "I'm not sure, but I just guessed, but the possibility is not low!"

Therefore, these were the last words left by Mo Ya.