The little lady of Xuanmen has become popular in the sixth palace by fortune-telling

Chapter 75 Cheng Siqian’s past
He walked very slowly: "I dug this path when I wanted to escape, but I thought I could survive, but I didn't have the strength, so I died at the bottom of a well that never saw the light of day."

Xu Anan glanced casually: "Then you are quite powerful, you can dig like this."

The old man recalled the past, and there was no fluctuation at all. No matter how powerful he was, he still died. His voice was old: "Master, I wonder what you want her for? She was not easy to deal with. When she died, she carried a lot of resentment, which led to several The kid who wanted to eat her essence was swallowed by her instead."

"So no one dares to provoke her. After so many years, she must be stronger than before."

Xu Anan caught the key point immediately: "She died at the bottom of the well?"

The old man nodded and shook his head: "Yes and no. There is a private cellar at the bottom of the well that is specially designed to hold prisoners. The place is extremely cruel and the criminal law is also very cruel. However, after the death of the princess, this cellar was sealed."

Sure enough, she guessed that there was definitely a place for lynching in the palace.

He Qing looked shocked: "Lynching? Who dares to lynch my aunt? So she really didn't die in love?"

The old man took the time to glance at He Qing. Most of the people in the royal family were short-lived, and so was the princess, as was the prince in front of him who looked young.

The old man continued: "I don't know whether to die for love or not. Anyway, the cellar where she died was covered with charms. It seems that she will not be able to reincarnate even if she dies."

"But she was lucky. She was released a year ago, but by then she was already a fierce ghost with a lot of resentment. In just one year after she was released, her cultivation level increased greatly."

It seems that Su Liangyuan followed Master Huang's advice, found the place where Cheng Siqian was imprisoned before her death, and released her.

As soon as it came out, it caused 30 people to increase their cultivation.

The old man walked to a rusty iron door and said, "Just go inside. Master, I won't go through."

The iron door opened as soon as it was pushed, and it was still a little sticky. Xu Anan waved his hand: "Let's go."

The old man just left.

The bottom of the well was connected to the cellar. After Xu Anan stepped into the cellar, his vision became empty.

Along with it came waves of cold air. There was no pungent and disgusting smell in the air, but there were still quite a lot of dried blood on the walls.

It was so thick that it almost covered the walls. If Xu Anan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xu Anan wouldn't have believed that there was such a sinister place in the palace.

I don’t know who built it, so crazy.

He Qing knew something about it. He followed Xu Anan. There were iron cage-like things on both sides, and there were rusty handcuffs and anklets on the ground.

"I heard my father mention it before, saying that all the prisoners were imprisoned in "Xing Sizhao", which should be this place. This was the place where Emperor Da Qi used to imprison assassins and extract confessions."

He paused and continued: "Maybe because my royal aunt died, my father sealed this place."

There are quite a lot of torture instruments here. Xu Anan followed the induction and came to an iron gate. On the ground were torn talismans, which were suppression talismans, but they were no longer effective.

She pushed the door open, and a burst of dust rose up inside. Cheng Siqian huddled up inside, sleeping on a straw couch.

She was not surprised to see Xu Anan coming.

The last time she found a mark on her body, she knew she couldn't hide from her, but she was injured again. The healing ability of their ghosts was much slower than that of humans.She had not fully recovered from the injuries sustained by Xu An'an.

"You're here."

Cheng Siqian's voice came with a burst of yin energy. She stood up from the couch, surrounded by blood mist.

She chuckled: "You are much stronger than I thought. You are worthy of being Tan Yu's daughter. You have really inherited your mother's mantle. No, you are much stronger than her."

Xu Anan looked at her with a frown, and she shook the Immortal Binding Rope in her hand: "Are these your last words? After that, it's time for me to go and deliver the mission."

Cheng Siqian said softly: "Aren't you curious about how your mother died?"

This memory is a bit old. In Xu Anan's memory, he died of illness.

"The art of bewitchment is of no use to me."

She flicked it gently, and the immortal rope was directly tied to Cheng Siqian's body. The strange thing was that she didn't hide away, as if she had accepted her fate.

But this was fine, as it saved her from taking action again, but she still carefully put a talisman on the iron door to prevent Cheng Siqian from running out.

Cheng Siqian smiled at Xu Anan, and she lowered her head: "Before sending me to the hands of Black and White Wuchang, please listen to me tell a story."

She ignored Xu An'an's answer and said to herself: "A girl sneaked out from home once. She met a little boy by a pond. The boy was squatting there and crying. When the girl saw him He was crying so sadly that it was rare for him to be kind enough to comfort him.”

"Then the girl learned that the boy's family was not rich. He came to the capital with his newly appointed father. On the way here, he brought a particularly beautiful white fox. The fox stayed with him for five years. His father felt that He lost interest in playing with things, so he threw the fox to death."

"She saw that he was pitiful, so she went with him to bury the fox under the peach tree. Gradually, as long as the girl ran away and became a monk, she would find the boy. Gradually, the boy's father became more and more powerful, and they saw that It’s more natural and more frequent.”

"One day the boy knew the girl's identity. He only said that he would protect her in the future. The girl believed it. The two grew up as childhood sweethearts. The girl will always have the boy by his side."

"It wasn't until the boy was 23 years old that his father died of illness. He inherited his father's title and was then sent by the emperor as an envoy to Xiliang. When he came back, he brought back a girl with ice-cold skin and beautiful skin. Unparalleled, he captivates the city and the country.”

"Then he married this girl and he didn't want the girl anymore."

Cheng Siqian was a little selfless when she spoke, and tears of blood fell on her red clothes drop by drop. She raised her head, her eyes filled with blood.

She grinned sadly: "The girl died a year after his marriage, and he killed her with his own hands."

"Because the girl touched the woman he loved, he repaid her a hundredfold. Regardless of friendship and the fact that she had been with him for several years, he shaved the girl alive with one knife."

"My childhood sweethearts for many years were no match for a woman who suddenly appeared. She died, and she refused to accept it. She turned into a ghost, so he put a charm on him to refine the girl."

Cheng Siqian looked at Xu Anan's eyebrows deeply: "I am this girl, guess who this boy is?"

Xu Anan's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of her scumbag father. That beauty from Xiliang couldn't be her mother, right?
The art of witchcraft is prevalent in Xiliang, which is simply the origin of metaphysics. There are many sects in that country, which is much more complicated than Daqi.

Xu Anan vaguely guessed the three protagonists of this annual bloody drama.

(End of this chapter)