Ye Lingyu was very sad.
She did not know what kind of life the prisoners in the prisoner of war camp lived, but she knew the identity of her hostages. However, she knew what her cousin's life was like. Trapped in a deep courtyard, I can only go out for two steps if accompanied by someone or under supervision, and I can't see any new faces for three meals. Like Ye Yinquan, the person who brought her food would not open the door, but just inserted a plate through the lower end of the sawed-off door. When she personally experienced something similar, she only felt more aggrieved, and would cry quietly from time to time when she thought of Yin Huan's past life.
She herself was probably worse off than her sisters. Since being taken away by Wuyonglan, she has been placed in a residence unknown to her. Like a prisoner in a prison, she couldn't leave. There were even no windows in her room, so she couldn't tell whether it was night or day outside. All she can do is judge what time it is based on the three meals provided by others, which may not be correct. She couldn't even go out, and she didn't even have the scenery that her sisters could see.
But compared to the conditions of prisoners, her treatment seemed better than expected. The food is at least guaranteed, and the content isn't fancy, but it's passable. Many poor people skip breakfast, and she is not sure if she does, because the contents of each meal are similar and the time intervals are almost exactly the same. At home, she eats some steamed bun snacks or light porridge in the morning, a rich meal at noon, and a simple meal at night. Here, the portions are almost the same for every meal. Anyway, she was in the house and didn't move much all day long. She didn't consume much and couldn't eat much. Until now, she only felt tired after three or four meals. She is still under a lot of psychological pressure and often has a lot of food left. When she first came here, she was even afraid that the food would be poisonous - of course, there was no reason for this.
Wuyongshi has no reason to kill himself now.
I guess so……
People are like plants, they still need to get some sunshine, otherwise they will become gloomy and depressed, as listless as withered leaves. She looked around and began to feel uneasy again, her emotions always coming and going. The house isn't small, but it's certainly not a place for running. Maybe it’s because there isn’t much furniture, so it looks empty. There is only a table, two chairs, a bed, and a small cabinet displayed here. What's special is that the tables and chairs have no edges and corners, and even the legs are polished and rounded. Is it because they are afraid that she will hit her head or even commit suicide? There is a fire folding box in the cabinet, many candles, and a stack of toilet paper. Could it be... Not to mention, the conditions are very good, and poor places can only use small wood chips and bamboo chips. Oh, there is also a hut divided by partitions, the bottom is dark and bottomless.
Chopsticks are not provided for the three meals, perhaps for safety reasons, but there is a spoon. After careful consideration, she didn't leave the spoon behind, fearing that people outside would become suspicious. She broke off a section of the candle and threw it into the pit. It was a long time before she heard the sound of "dong" water. So where she is should be on the first floor. This hut might be a way out, but...well, it's so narrow, so I wouldn't dare to gamble. Even if you can really jump in, you may never come back. Aren't you tired of this life? Do you want to become the first person in the history of the Ye family to jump into a manure pit and die? No, forget it, even if I may die without a complete body that no one can recognize, I still forget it.
It's not like Ling Huan didn't secretly observe the outside through the mouth of the food delivery person.
Directly opposite was the wall of the corridor, but that didn't tell much. She often put her ear to the door and listened to what was going on outside. But she couldn't get any valid information. She could only confirm that at least there seemed to be no one in this area, and people would only come when they were delivering food. The person delivering the food walked very lightly. She tried to judge the person's weight and concluded that the person was ridiculously light. When she was lying on the ground, she noticed that the man bent down and pushed the dinner plate in. Those hands were not hands, but claws. Ling Huan was shocked at first, but soon realized that it was not impossible for him to be the shikigami of the Wuyong family. She tried to communicate, but no matter what she asked, the other party would not respond. Even if she was yelled at, she would act as usual. He can't be deaf, right? Ling Huan then thought again, that's all, maybe it was a fake monster that was made and couldn't listen to anything except the master's orders.
A rough estimate is that she was trapped here for at least half a month, maybe more. But this conclusion may also be wrong, because Ling Hu simply cannot find a correct reference. The whole life of a person is irregular, and it is not impossible to lose the ability to make correct judgments. No matter who it is, anyone thrown into a place where there is no concept of time will be as confused as her.
Something is different today.
Ye Lingquan didn't know how she defined "today" because she was still lying in bed at that time. She was sleepy, so she lay down to sleep until someone woke her up.
It’s people—living people.
Doors that had never been opened were opened. Perhaps the door shaft has not moved for too long, making a harsh "squeaking" sound. The lights in the room went out, and the light outside climbed up the bench, onto the tabletop, fell to the floor, and then slowly climbed up the edge of the bed, passing over the thin quilt on her body. She was awakened, sat up sluggishly, rubbed her eyes, and looked blankly at the person holding the candle.
Not Wuyonglan - he never came either. This was an unfamiliar face, she had never seen it before.
However, this was also a man, and it was natural for the latter to be frightened when a man appeared in a room with only women, let alone a powerless girl who had been imprisoned for so long. Seeing that she was so frightened, the man bowed slightly and nodded in apology.
"I'm so sorry, girl. I'm so sorry for causing such a disturbance."
Ye Linghua was completely refreshed. She jumped up from the bed and stared at the uninvited guest. His age seems to be the same as that of his friends, and his dress, appearance and current behavior can be regarded as that of a handsome young man. He had long hair, a red-gold dress, embroidered with silver patterns, and had a flute or a long flute or other instrument around his waist. The strange thing is that under the light, his pupils appear blue, as transparent and moving as fine emeralds.
He put the candlestick he brought on the table and sat next to it, keeping a distance from Ling Quan. Ling Huan sat up from the bed and put on his shoes, but never dared to get out of bed.
"If this distance makes you feel at ease, I will sit here first."
"Who are you?"
Ling Huan hadn't seen a living person for a long time, but in the current situation, no matter who he was, she was worthy of vigilance.
"I am... a friend of the person who brought you here. He only knows how to deal with monsters and doesn't know how to communicate with people, so he asked me to take care of you. However, my schedule is not easy, and today alone Sora comes to visit you. On weekdays, there are only lifeless shikigami here. Please forgive me for not treating me well."
Although this person was very polite, Ling Huan still could not let down his guard. Rather, he was too polite, which made him even more suspicious. hypocritical! she thought to herself. If it was really good for her, he wouldn't leave her here and just come to her door now to ask her for help. What she said was nicer than what she sang.
Seeing that she was still nervous, the young man did not show any impatience, but still said in a good voice:
"I won't ask you how you are doing these days. If you are missing something, tell me now and I will send someone to bring it to you in the future."
"No shortage……"
Ling Huan muttered softly. She thought to herself: I want the key to go out, will you give it to me? Speaking of which, I didn't hear the key or the sound of unlocking the door just now. Did I sleep too much?
"Are you serious? Girl, if you miss this village, you won't have this store."
He smiled, still looking so gentle. Ling Huan then said:
"Then I want you to return the confiscated things from me. Will you give them back?"
"Well, your stuff?" The young man thought for a moment, "I remember that it was also placed near here. Is there anything important in it? I can get it for you."
"..." Ling Huan frowned and looked at him, not knowing what to say.
"Ah, by the way - they found this from your luggage and gave it to me for safekeeping." The young master took out a book from his arms and waved it in front of her. Ling Huan immediately realized that this was Wan Gui Zhi, but the young master stuffed the book back into his arms. "This is the only thing I'm told I can't give back to you. If you relied on it to escape, I'd be in big trouble."
Ling Huan could only stare.
"But...it's not in the hands of Li Yu?"
"Alan?" The young master tilted his head, "He said it was useless in his hands and he could lend it to me, so I took it. I heard about you... your arm seems to have a lot of Nice power. Ah, but you can't escape this room because it's enchanted and the door can't be broken. Even if it's broken, you can't get out."
Ling Huan was really angry after hearing this. No wonder no lock is needed. Should she thank him for the friendly reminder? Of course she tried to grab her hand in the gap under the door where the food was delivered, but she couldn't break it open. The strength that supported herself on the cliff completely disappeared. It turned out to be caused by magic.
"Ah, wait," the young master said again, "I remember, you still have a small piece of agate? That thing is in Alan's hand. Besides these two things, is there anything else you want?"
"...That's okay."
Ling Huan fell back and lay back on the bed.
The young master found it a bit funny and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He said to her patiently and kindly:
"Then, does the girl want to take a shower and change clothes? She must have sweated a lot these days, and her clothes may smell bad. I just asked someone to wash your clothes."
"I don't stink." Ling Huan turned away and ignored him.
Wait, does this mean...
"Okay then. I'll see you next time, I don't know when it will be."
The young man held up the candlestick, and the shadows on the wall changed under the shift of the light source. Ling Huan suddenly sat up from the bed.
"Wait a minute! Then, I, I'll go!"
