Jian Ran seems to be used to having Lu Yanting by his side on any occasion.

When the two first met, he admitted that his motives were not pure. In order to make more money, he tied people a few steps away so that he could demonstrate his professional ability at any time.

But now it's different.

If she doesn't pair up with Lu Yanting, Jian Ran will feel uncomfortable.

Habits are a terrible thing.

When he stepped out of the guest house, he thought angrily in his heart.

At night, Nancheng is shrouded in white mist, and only the outline of the palace can be vaguely seen. The long street seems to be sleeping, and only the shops on both sides tell the glory of the past.

Holding the compass in his hand, Jian Ran walked forward along the bluestone road of Long Street, with Lu Yanting beside him, as the white mist gradually dispersed, he actually had an illusion, as if he had traveled through thousands of years and came to an ancient city.

"Ran Ran, you—" Lu Yanting seemed to sense something was wrong, and called softly.

But Jian Ran suddenly clenched his wrist, "Shh - don't talk, I'll take you to do some archaeology."

Resentment domain again (a brief summary of the previous situation, after the death of the evil spirit, the area was compiled with resentment, using non-technical means to explore, and you can see the residual scene)

Maybe it's because Mr. Lu didn't take the initiative to say it, and took advantage of the opportunity of making a movie to let himself watch it personally?

As soon as thought of this, the surrounding scene changed suddenly. The sleeping ancient city seemed to come alive suddenly, brightly lit and colorful.

The long street is full of bustling crowds, noisy hawkers, and an endless stream of customers patronizing various shops.

But Jian Ran and Lu Yanting are like spectators, no one can notice their existence, and they can even pass through directly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Jian Ran tightened her grip on the bones of her wrist, and was about to move forward by pulling her.

In the next second, the latter broke free, and before Jian Ran turned around in astonishment, he found that the other party turned his palm away and inserted it through the gap between his fingers.

Jian Ran, "..." Okay, it's safer this way.

As the two walked, they suddenly realized that although this southern city appeared to be bustling and prosperous, it was actually not. Every commoner's face was shrouded in gloom, as if they were worried about something.

I don't know if it's peers attracting each other, or something else, Jian Ran stopped at a fortune-telling stall.

"I'm going to enter the palace tomorrow night, Master, can you tell me if it's good or bad?"

"Enter the palace?" The fortune teller looked serious, "At this time, you want to enter the palace?!"

The man sitting in the booth was frowning, "Isn't there no way, the whole family is waiting to open their mouths to eat..."

"This hexagram doesn't count, you can go quickly." The ancient magic stick was about to close the stall after speaking.

The man was in a hurry, and grabbed the bamboo tube, "I've collected all the money, so why not count it?!"

Seeing this situation, Jian Ran thought to himself, is there any scourge in the palace?Could it be that he was afraid of King Zhennan?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Lu Yanting.

"What's the matter?" The handsome eyebrows frowned, revealing a trace of doubt.

"It's nothing." Jian Ran turned her eyes back and continued to walk forward. When passing by a dark alley, she noticed whispers coming from inside.

He pulled Lu Yanting closer and calmly approached, and he heard the two talking.

"King Zhennan has ordered the blockade of Nancheng. Not even a fly can fly out. If you don't run away tonight, you will die here!"

"He really intends to kill everyone?! This is unlikely?!"

"In order to prevent spreading, I think it is very possible."

"He himself is terminally ill?! So let everyone be buried with him?!"

"this......"

Hearing this, Jian Ran and Lu Yanting looked at each other, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

prevent transmission?

Terminally ill?

what's the situation?

Before Jian Ran could figure it out, Lu Yanting took him by the hand and ran towards the end of the alley. As soon as he turned around, he saw rows of bodies wrapped in white cloth lying on the ground, and people were moving here one after another not far away.

Both of them looked a little stunned.

Who would have thought that the other ten-mile long street was still bustling with singing and dancing, and there were corpses everywhere on the other side just separated by a wall.

"Plague." Lu Yanting said suddenly.

Jian Ran also thought of this possibility, and nodded slightly, "It turns out that the cause of death of the people in Nancheng...Why did King Zhennan hide it, and would rather bear the reputation of tyranny?"

Lu Yanting shook his head with a solemn expression, "I don't know."

"Let's go to the palace to see." He paused and said.

Jian Ran had this intention, and of course he would not refute, so the two walked side by side towards the most magnificent palace in the southern city, and the white cloth gradually moving away behind them was gradually infiltrated with bright red color, which looked extremely terrifying.

All the way unimpeded, went straight to King Zhennan's bedroom.

The strong smell of blood slowly spread in the air.

A servant with a pale face shuttled through the Jiuqu corridor, but suddenly fell to the ground within a few steps, bleeding from all seven orifices...

"Has the plague spread to the palace?" Jian Ran said to himself.

Because they were familiar with the terrain to shoot movies in advance, the two found their way with ease, and when they looked up, they saw the bedroom of King Zhennan.

The candles inside flickered on and off, reflecting the outline on the window sash...

Jian Ran raised his foot and was about to step in, but Lu Yanting stopped him, "Listen first."

What are you listening to?!

Look directly, isn't it coming faster?!

Just when he was simply puzzled, several inaudible, shattering croons came, and his face blushed a little,

"Why didn't you answer what I said? Could it be you?" King Zhennan's voice was hoarse and lustful.

"Slave, I don't know, um—"

"Is this plague really you?" King Zhennan emphasized.

"No, no." The unbearable voice sounded like mosquitoes.

No matter how stupid he is, he can guess something, Jian Ran was so shocked that he turned his head and wanted to run away in fright.

But Lu Yanting grabbed his waist, "What are you doing?"

"This is not suitable for children, come back later!" Jian Ran panicked.

Lu Yanting said solemnly, "We are talking about the critical moment, how can we leave!"

"Go in and have a look!"

Jian Ran, "...what's so good about this thing? How about we still..."

Before it was over, he was forcibly dragged into the scene by Lu Yanting.

The bright yellow curtain came into view, and a vague outline was reflected on it. A thin white arm protruded from the gap in the curtain, grasping the air weakly and in vain.

...

This scene was too exciting, Jian Ran turned around and wanted to run, but heard a majestic and stern voice from Long Ta,

"Who's out there? How bold!"

Jian Ran froze, a little unbelievable, in the domain of resentment, he couldn't be found!

But even if you don't believe it, the bright yellow curtain has been pulled away, revealing King Zhennan's sinister and tyrannical eyes, his pale handsome face reveals a trace of sickness, and the corner of his mouth is full of bright red blood.

At first glance, this picture makes people feel creepy.

Jian Ran, "..." It really is XX's upper brain, he stepped into the coffin, so hurry up and do this?!