In ancient times, I made a fortune by copying my family

The sound of ghost hitting the wall made many people feel chilly.

Some timid people suddenly want to quit.

Just seeing the fire that was still burning, I couldn't help but worry that the wind would help the fire and involve the houses next to it. It would be terrible if their own home was burned down as well.

Many people have heard of ghosts breaking into walls, but this is the first time they have seen it with their own eyes.

The wax workshop couldn't be entered, and everyone didn't know what to do.

Ning Chuyi looked at the black smoke inside, pursed her lips and strode across the threshold.

Wei Feng opened his mouth and closed it again.

Just follow him closely.

The Imperial Guards behind them looked at each other in disbelief and quickly followed.

I don’t believe it’s really that evil, no one can get in.

Everyone did not believe in evil and walked inside while holding their breath.

It's a pity that some things are just so evil.

But for a while.

Without exception, everyone stood at the beginning.

Some people had sweat on their foreheads.

This wax workshop is really weird. Not only is Ning Chuyi and the forbidden troops unable to enter.

Every one of the neighbors who came to help tried their best, but no one could succeed.

But before the fire, the wax shop was clearly in normal condition. Just today, someone went in and bought candles, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Just when he was at a loss, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted in surprise, "Qiu Mao is here."

Ning Chuyi didn't intend to pay attention to a stranger.

But I heard others say that he was the young master of the wax shop.

Ning Chuyi turned around and saw a man of various shapes hurriedly squeezing in from outside the crowd.

"Is there a secret passage to enter the workshop?"

Qiu Mao frowned and was annoyed when he saw that his workshop was in trouble and everyone only gathered outside the door to watch the fun but did not help put out the fire.

When I heard Ning Chuyi's inexplicable question, I subconsciously wanted to get angry.

But seeing that his momentum was overwhelming, he could only suppress his anger.

Qiu Mao shook his head, "The workshop has only one gate."

Someone in the crowd immediately said, "What should we do, Qiu Mao, the ghost of your wax shop has broken down the wall and can't get in."

Qiu Mao was originally uneasy about the sudden fire in the wax workshop, but when he heard the words "ghost hits the wall", he felt a sudden change in his heart.

"Qiu Mao, we can't get in. But this is your wax workshop, you should be able to get in, right?"

Before he came back, Qiu Mao was very anxious. But at this moment, he didn't want to go in at all.

Seeing him standing still, someone urged, "Qiu Mao, are you scared to death? Your father is still inside, why don't you hurry in and take a look?"

I urged him several times, but Qiu Mao felt like there were nails under his feet and couldn't move forward.

Seeing that his face turned pale and his forehead was sweating, everyone thought he was afraid because of the huge fire.

Only Qiu Mao knew that what he was afraid of was not fire.

But he had a premonition that if he went in, he would die inside.

Ning Chuyi's eyes turned cold, something was wrong with Qiu Mao.

Sensing his gaze, Qiu Mao suddenly felt like a light on his back.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and met Ning Chuyi's sharp gaze.

Qiu Mao shuddered in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, he bravely walked towards the wax workshop.

Everyone present stared at Qiu Mao curiously, wondering if he could go in.

It's just that the result is destined to be disappointing.

Qiu Mao entered the wax workshop, but like everyone else, he walked out again inexplicably.

Qiu Mao stood outside the door, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, but he was relieved in his heart.

If he can't get in, he won't die.

When he heard that the wax workshop was leaked, he was worried that someone would find out about it.

But now that no one can enter, his secret will not be exposed.

At this moment, Qiu Mao even secretly hoped that the fire inside would burn as big as possible. It would be best if everything in the wax workshop was burned down. That way his secret would never be discovered.

As for the people who were rented in the wax workshop, as well as his father, don't blame him if they die.

It's not that he doesn't want to save their lives, but that he simply can't get in.

He tried his best and could only blame God for not opening his eyes.

Qiu Mao was secretly rejoicing when he suddenly noticed eyes falling on him again.

He quickly gathered his thoughts and covered up the expression on his face by raising his hand to wipe the sweat.

Ning Chuyi glanced coldly and looked away from Qiu Mao.

He could see that something was definitely wrong with him, but he didn't understand it at this time.

The lives of the Imperial Guards inside were more important.

Wei Feng looked at Ning Chuyi who was looking at the black smoke in the wax workshop, "Sir, please go down and invite Miss Han over."

Ning Chuyi's eyes paused, and the bloodless face flashed in his mind.

After driving for several days, she was finally able to lie down and sleep. He didn't want to trouble her unless he had to.

Ning Chuyi suddenly turned around and walked out of the wax workshop.

Wei Feng was wondering why he left.

I saw him walking from the gate to the left side and looked up.

He quickly ordered: "Someone, come and tear down this wall."

Unable to enter the wax workshop, Ning Chuyi found that the black smoke inside was not right. He just discovered that the black smoke inside was gathering together and not spreading out.

I couldn't hear any movement inside.

There are so many forbidden troops in the wax workshop, and I heard that the owner of the workshop is also there. No matter whether they are alive or dead, they have to go in and take a look.

Since you can't get in through the door, break down the wall.

When Qiu Mao heard that he was about to smash the wall, he subconsciously wanted to stop it.

But he knew that if he really did this, others would become suspicious.

Not to mention the candles in the workshop and the people who rented them, even his father was there.

If he stopped others from smashing the wall to help him put out the fire, wouldn't that mean there was something fishy going on in the wax workshop?

Qiu Mao couldn't think of a way but to pray that the fire inside would burn away his secret. Even if these people went in, they wouldn't be able to find it.

In the absence of the Emperor, the Imperial Guards all obeyed Ning Chuyi's orders.

They were all martial arts students, and with one palm, the wall collapsed.

Ning Chuyi was the first to walk in.

Wei Feng and other Jin Yiwei also raised their heels.

It's a pity that it was demolished and no one can get in.

The strange thing is that even after the wall was demolished, the black smoke inside did not spread out.

Although I couldn't get in, the wall was demolished and everyone could see more clearly from where they were standing than before.

But it made everyone even more upset.

What they saw clearly was not the people inside, but the black mist.

Ferocious and twisted, terrifying like a ghost.

What made everyone feel even more weird was that the ghostly black mist seemed to have discovered them and was turning its head to stare at everyone.

Many of the Imperial Guards subconsciously put their hands on the knives at their waists, ready to fight back at any time.

But after waiting for a while, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the black mist did not attack them.

Although they appear calm, they are actually unsure in their hearts.

After all, no one has ever dealt with the black mist, so the devil knows how to destroy it.

The black mist stared for a while and then suddenly dispersed.

Although it is still gathered in the same place, it is not the same as before. It looks like a ghost.

Wei Feng suddenly became happy, "Sir, Miss Han is here."

It's not easy to call Princess Princess in front of outsiders, so I have to call her Miss Han.

After hearing Wei Feng's words, Ning Chuyi turned around subconsciously.

"Be careful…"