Inside the lofty palace, the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridors, and the familiar voices on weekdays became the death knell of life.

　　 Qiancangyi tightly covered his mouth with his left hand to prevent his heavy breathing from attracting attention. He pressed his right ear against the door, listening to the outside world, waiting for the sound to pass by, and heading away in the other direction.

　　Why, who is it? Why did he do this?

　　 Qian Cangyi kept asking himself in his heart, but there was no answer. The terrible scenes that he had just seen appeared from time to time in front of him, and he still did not recover from the shock. A few minutes ago, he was sitting in his room cleaning, and suddenly, the shadow play rushed in full of blood.

　　 "Run!"

　　 This is the last word spoken before the shadow puppet shows its breath.

　　 Qiancang put his right hand on his left chest, and instead of slowing down, his rapid heartbeat became more intense, seeming to remind him to leave this dangerous place quickly.

He opened the door gently, very slowly, to prevent the creaking of the door opening. When there was a big figure in the door, he stuck his head and took a look at the situation outside the corridor. After making sure that there was no one, he crept out of the room. .

　　 On the right side of the corridor, **** footprints walked step by step, then left from the left, and then walked forward through the fork road.

　　 Qiancang swallowed, turned and walked to the right. He catted his waist and kept urging himself to be quicker, but his reason told him that too soon he might make noises, which would attract attention instead.

　　 After a while, he walked through a garden gate and came to the bamboo forest.

　　The bamboo forests have cold arrow bamboo, August bamboo and white oleander, which are mainly used to feed pandas.

　　 As soon as Qiancang stepped on the grass, his heart relaxed a little. There was grass as a buffer. Even if he walked normally, the sound of footsteps would not attract attention. He walked through the garden path. Suddenly, his nose smelled of blood in the fresh air. He looked in the direction of the smell. In the dense bamboo forest, he saw a cute baby panda covered by a solid bamboo. Nailed to the ground, obviously, this panda has been dead for a long time.

　　 If it was normal, Qian Cangyi would definitely come forward, but now, he didn't dare to waste too much time, so he continued along the trail until he passed through the bamboo forest.

　　 "There should still be someone alive..."

　　 Qiancang said in a soft voice, this sentence is not so much speculation, but rather comforting himself. After leaving another garden door, he came to a side hall of the palace. This side hall is mainly used to store materials such as movies, music, and books, and it can be regarded as a small library.

　　The sound of heavy footsteps came from not far away, like a magic sound for life.

　　 Qiancang hurriedly ran into the side hall, and then gently closed the door.

Almost all the space inside the Partial Hall is used to place the bookshelves. There are about 200 bookshelves with an interval of about 1 meter. It is worth mentioning that the position between the bookshelves is not absolutely accurate, and many bookshelves are even staggered. It is impossible to clear all the situations in the bookshelf at a glance.

Qiancangyi intends to temporarily hide between the two bookshelves in the middle part. He walked to about one-third of the position and saw a foot sticking out from the edge of the bookshelf. He walked over quietly and saw the small diamond wind iron blue face.

　　 "Poisoned?"

　　 Qiancang frowned. Suddenly, there was a creak from the door. The door of the side hall was opened, and the smell of blood drifted into the hall along the breeze, mixing with the faint musty smell of the books. When he heard the sound, he immediately took off his shoes, took the shoes in his hands and walked into the bookshelf until he came to the staggered place, then he lay on the ground, keeping his ears close to the ground. Clearer footsteps came in, along with the sharp sound of iron rubbing against the marble floor.

　　 The voice gradually approached where he was.

　　 An idea gradually formed in Qiancangyi's mind. Perhaps, he could use the terrain in the side hall to counteract it. He continued to listen, using his voice to calculate the other party's course of action-zigzag.

It seems that he intends to carry out a carpet search. In this case, there is a cross-shaped intersection where I came just now. It is very easy to ambush. As long as I hide on the other side, when he looks inside, I can suddenly attack...think of this. Qiancang turned his head and glanced at the bookshelf. The target searched on the bookshelf until he saw a dictionary with a hard cover. He reached down and put it in his hand to test the weight, before bending towards the ambush. go with.

　　 Tap, tap, tap.

　　 The sound of footsteps approached, but suddenly stopped before reaching the designated place.

　　 Qiancang squeezed the dictionary with both hands, sweat has soaked his palms, his brows were furrowed, he was hesitant to attack now, suddenly, a familiar dog barking came from outside the hall, which was the sound of salted egg yolk.

　　 The sound of footsteps disappeared quickly.

Qian Cangyi still held his breath, but did not put down the dictionary. He was relieved until the footsteps left the side hall, "Salted egg yolk, you smelled my scent, so come to save me? You are the best in the world. Dog."

　　 While thinking of the salted egg yolk, he suddenly thought of another thing. The salted egg yolk would often play with other pets in the corner of the palace hall. He remembered one time he seemed to catch a glimpse of the salted egg yolk dragging the turf to cover the ground.

　　 "Is it a dog hole?" He immediately thought of this, "If it is a dog hole, then there is no need to risk escape from the front door or the back door."

　　 Qiancang's eyes lit up and he quickly left the side hall. After that, he followed the direction in his memory to find ~lightnovelpub.net~ Two minutes later, he came to the edge of the wall and tried his feet on the turf against the wall.

"right here."

　　 Where the fence is close to the corner, the grass on which the foot is stepped is recessed into the ground.

　　 Qiancang quickly retracted his right foot, groping for the edge of the turf with both hands, then grabbed a corner and opened it, and a dog hole about the size of a person appeared in his eyes. At this moment, he didn't take into account any shame, dignity, and so on. He squatted directly on the ground and crawled from the dog hole to the outside of the wall. His upper body had just passed through the dog hole, and when his hands were about to prop up, a dog's head fell on the ground in front of him, and the blood was still flowing, it was the head of the salted egg yolk.

　　 The shadow blocked the sunlight. Someone stood in front. He raised his head and saw a familiar face, but now, this face was stained with uncleaned blood.

　　 "Qian Jiangyue, you--" Qian Cangyi's words were pierced in his back by a sharp sword, and for an instant, heart-piercing pain occupied his mind. He resisted the severe pain and shouted out the question in his heart, "--Why?"

　　 Qian Jiangyue squatted halfway in front of Qian Cang, took out a white handkerchief from his pants pocket with his left hand, and gently wiped the blood from his right hand. Then, he raised his eyebrows and said:

　　 "To be honest, the past few days with you feel pretty good, but..." He paused, and his tone suddenly became severe, "...I'm tired of it!"

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