"ah!"
Everyone couldn't help but stare at the eyeballs hanging on the scalp. They saw those eyeballs rotating as if they were alive, and then falling down. After a while, they fell to the ground together with the mucus.
Xi Yu, who was closest to the fake mama, subconsciously took a few steps back and almost called Xu Jing out.
Someone screamed, and they saw the fallen eyeballs squirming like mollusks as they approached them. The fake nanny and several maids who were just like ordinary people a few seconds ago suddenly shriveled like skin bags containing insect eggs. .
That Cihe face was still smiling, but the facial features on the face were twitching sharply and irregularly, and there seemed to be countless squirming eyeballs swimming under the thin and pale skin.
The good news is that these slimy and eye-shaped molluscs quickly disappeared into place as if they had never appeared before. The bad news is that the fake nuns who just appeared are just the tip of the iceberg of this weird story, and they don’t even know the rules yet. I definitely haven’t touched upon the true horror of this strange tale.
Xi Yu was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that she had not brought the live broadcast equipment given by Mr. Cheng. She took out her mobile phone, adjusted the angle, and took some landscape photos of the lotus pond and the square red walls and green tiles. , then he raised his head and smiled under the doubtful gazes of the other four people.
"My name is Xi Yu, hello."
"The real grandma is wearing a brown flag uniform and a dark-patterned cloak. Don't mistake her later."
"Before she comes, let's exchange the information we just found in the house. I'll go first."
She naturally put herself in the position of protector and leader. The other four girls were shocked by her way of tearing people's skin off right away. They didn't say anything. They all nodded silently, waiting for her to speak first. Information found.
"Each of us has one or two maids, all of whom are low-ranking concubines living in Yonghe Palace. I don't know if there are any words in your room that hint at your identity, but my body should be the daughter of the head of the Criminal Department, Han Junqi, The surname is Chen, the first name is unknown.”
"I, my name is Song Xiao, and there is an embroidery bag in my room!"
The girl who almost left with the fake nanny said: "My body only has the surname Li, and I am the daughter of some censor. Someone in my room... must have died recently."
"It seems like there have been deaths in our room in the past three days."
The woman on Song Xiao's right frowned and held on to the painful flag head: "My name is Zhou Qingyun. I am a student at the Public Security University. I happened to be an intern at the Hanjiang Municipal Bureau some time ago. I am really unlucky."
"There is nothing in my room that identifies me, but looking at my head full of things, her status should not be low."
After she finished speaking, she deliberately glanced at Xi Yu a few more times: "Senior Sister Xi, I know you, a big celebrity in the city bureau."
"So, there are two police officers?"
The remaining two girls looked at each other, their fear and sorrow for the future added a bit of surprise. Among them, the girl in blue palace clothes took the initiative: "My name is Wu Yiyi, and this body is also named Wu. It seems to be a person with no background." maid of honor."
"My name is Jiang Pingting. I guess she is a dancer offered by a southern businessman. There are many dance costumes in her room."
So, where is the other person?
Could it be that after experiencing so many strange stories, she still doesn't have the most basic sense of vigilance?
Moreover, are they the only girls who have this weird story? Even if this is a story that takes place in the harem, can Kaitan still subjectively decide the gender of living people it absorbs?
The five of them stood in the cold wind and chatted for a few more words. As the crisp gong sounded, the real grandma came to the courtyard early.
She scanned the five people one by one with her scrutinizing eyes, and a smile appeared on her mouth covered with bright red lipstick: "Masters, you are so early."
"When you want to make a living in the palace, you must first not let others wait for you."
"To learn the rules from me, the most important thing is to first understand the punishment for not obeying the rules."
The grandma's smile became even brighter, and the maid behind her respectfully held up a head with a broken head that was full of bite marks. The grandma did not shy away from the blood on the head, and gently touched it with a small pointed silver hammer on the plate. The position of the Tianling Cap on the head was hammered several times.
The bones were broken like biscuits, and there was no brain or any organs in the head. It was filled with the viscous blood of an unknown creature, like an empty liquid container.
"This is what happens when you don't follow the rules."
Mammy once again glanced at the four girls who had temporarily lowered their heads in a sinister manner, and then looked coldly at Xi Yu, who had not lowered her head at all. There was a flash of blood in her eyes that should have been dark.
She hoped that Xi Yu would be so frightened that he would take the initiative to look away, but the way Xi Yu looked at her became more and more explicit, even mixed with some excitement that she couldn't understand.
Although the difficulty of this ghost story is not low, it is simply the best live broadcast ghost story that Xi Yu has dreamed of. It is not as famous as the Fu'an Hotel massacre, nor is it as bloody and cold as the ghost marriage or Xiangshan City Second Hospital.
The venue of Yonghe Palace is small, and the weird things will disappear on their own, so she can turn the camera around at will and only take pictures of things that suit her heart.
"The rules of Yonghe Palace are divided into two parts, a total of ten."
Mammy and Xi Yu stared at each other for a while. Seeing that Xi Yu was not afraid of them at all, they had to reluctantly look away and said loudly: "The head of Yonghe Palace, Sun Niangniang, likes to be quiet and is not allowed to make any noise between Haishi and Chenshi. noisy."
"The palace has a curfew. You are not allowed to go out after midnight, you are not allowed to look outside, and you are not allowed to open the door to anyone."
"My little master's house is absolutely safe."
"Every day at Mao hour, you should pay greetings to the empress of honor. You need to pay attention to your manners. You are not allowed to look directly at the empress, and you are not allowed to look around casually on the road."
"Within these seven days, you are not allowed to leave the Yonghe Palace unless it is the will of the Holy One, and you are not allowed to have any communication with anyone outside the palace."
"Every little master has his own rules, and you are not allowed to eat or use anything that exceeds your own rules."
"Your Majesty's birthday banquet is approaching and the palace is busy. If you hear any noise in the house, please ignore it."
"Also, every young master must complete the embroidery work set by the hostess Sun every day. Remember to hang the embroidery work you have done by the window."
After speaking, the mama held the head in her hands again, and still sneered in a gloomy tone without any fluctuation: "These are the palace rules, but before you return to the room, each of you must have a mouthful of soup."
Isn’t it said that there are ten rules?
Why did you only say eight things?
As if seeing Xi Yu's doubts, Mammy repeated again: "The explanation of the palace rules is over, please use human soup."
"Human, human soup?"
Wu Yiyi was the first to exclaim: "What, what is human soup?"
Mammy signaled the maids to gather around a few people: "Don't you understand this, little master? Using living human skin and flesh as ingredients, and adding blood to activate it, you can make human soup. It is a very tonic soup."
