In March, the sky gets dark very early, and the night is very dark. In the cold moonlit night sky with sparse stars, the light is dim, and a sentence that comes out of nowhere will startle even the most courageous person.
Zhong Qingye suddenly turned around. Under the dim light, he could vaguely see a hazy figure in the corner not far away. He was tall, short, fat and thin, and was obscured by the darkness. It was impossible to tell who he was.
Zhong Qingye secretly clasped his fingers, widened his eyes and tried to figure out who the other party was.
"Why don't you speak?" The other party seemed to have no idea that his appearance in this way would frighten Zhong Qingye, and still said in a cold tone, walking slowly from the dark corner with light steps.
Zhong Qingye felt like he was being pardoned, but he looked at him helplessly, relaxed his clenched fingers, and said angrily: "Qi Mo, why do you like pretending to be a ghost so much? You scared me to death, what else can you say?"
"Where do you want to go?" Qi Mo ignored her accusation and walked straight to her, squinting his eyes to look at her outfit, not sure what her expression was.
"Why are you here?" Zhong Qingye asked instead of answering, but his tone became dangerous: "Are you spying on me?"
"I ask again, where are you going?" Qi Mo's voice suddenly dropped in temperature, as cold as the cold wind of hell.
"Answer my question first." Zhong Qingye's tone also became cold, and he looked at him with cold eyes and said word by word: "Are you spying on me?"
Qi Mo's eyes were in the darkness. There had never been a moment when Zhong Qingye felt that the darkness at nine or ten o'clock was so thick. Even though she was standing right in front of her, she couldn't even understand Qi Mo's expression.
After waiting for a long time, there was no answer. I could only hear the whistling sound of the night wind. The black clouds slowly drifted away in the sky. The originally sparse stars gradually disappeared. The moonlight became thinner and thinner, which seemed to be a metaphor.
The coming of bad luck.
Qi Mo's figure was blurred by the darkness, making him appear extremely ethereal. Zhong Qingye's eyes widened in an attempt to see his appearance clearly, but he could not withstand the darkness that followed him.
My heart gradually dropped and became colder and colder.
I don’t remember who said it, trust is the most difficult thing in the world. Zhong Qingye is a little funny, she would actually ask for Qi Mo’s trust, isn’t she even unable to trust Qi Mo? And there’s something else
What qualifications require him to believe in himself.
As if he had only realized this at this moment, Zhong Qingye lowered his head in defeat. He was about to say forget it, but she stopped asking, when Qi Mo suddenly spoke.
"I'm not spying on you."
Zhong Qingye suddenly raised his head and looked at him, wanting to ask why you are here, but for some reason he just couldn't ask.
"I'm just waiting here. I didn't expect you to come out." Qi Mo seemed to have penetrated her doubts and said lightly. It was not an explanation, but Zhong Qingye instinctively chose to believe it. She comforted herself
, Qi Mo had no reason to lie to her.
"Where are you going?" Qi Mo asked stubbornly.
Zhong Qingye suddenly reacted and looked at him with a faint smile: "You don't think I want to escape, so you're waiting here, right?"
There was no response, Qi Mo didn't answer at all.
Zhong Qingye shrugged casually. For some reason, there was something warm in his heart. It was like a being that had been ignored for a long time was suddenly taken seriously by others. He even couldn't help but laugh and raised his eyebrows.
, regardless of whether Qi Mo can see him or not: "Since you are so worried, then come with me. It's not a big deal anyway."
After saying this, without waiting for Qi Mo's answer, Zhong Qingye turned around and walked quickly towards the north. Qi Mo didn't say anything, but his footsteps followed behind him at an unhurried pace.
Zhong Qingye slowly raised the corners of his mouth, sketching a beautiful arc.
The pace of the two of them was not slow. It took about two sticks of incense to arrive at the unremarkable Zhong Qingye Kou.
"Beilao?" Qi Mo looked at the familiar place in front of him and frowned slightly: "What are you doing here?"
Zhong Qingye paused, seemed to hesitate, and spat out a few perfunctory words: "That's all."
Qi Mo fully expressed his disdain for this answer with a cold snort.
Zhong Qingye didn't know how to explain it. She really didn't have any purpose. She just came when she suddenly thought of it. So, it was really just that.
According to what Uncle Fu told her, there were quite a few large and small prisons in Jingyang City. Some of them were secretly set up by the royal family, and he didn't know about them. But the most important of these prisons were the four prisons in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and their names were also based on their locations.
And setting.
Of these four prisons, the two in the southeast are the most heavily guarded. They basically imprison all male prisoners who were important in the witchcraft incident. In the east prison, officials whose homes were ransacked are concentrated, including former prime ministers Shangguan and Xiling.
There are a large number of direct men in the family, so the guards are the strictest, and they are directly taken into custody by Qi Mu's confidants, the Forbidden Army.
The wives, daughters and other female dependents of these men were imprisoned in the North Prison, including boys under ten years old. Because these prisoners were not as weak as strong men, the guards were relatively lax.
However, Zhong Qingye did not choose these places based on the tightness of the guards. To her, this kind of ancient prison without any technological content is simply like an undefended amusement park. The only things that need to be guarded against are the surveillance of hidden stakes and hunting dogs.
It’s just his nose, which looks childish and ruthless.
With Qi Mo, Zhong Qingye skillfully bypassed all kinds of hidden obstacles. The copper wire prepared in advance became a sharp weapon for unlocking. With her ability, with a copper wire in hand, she could open the door in less than five seconds.
Putting down the ancient iron locks, which were far from exquisite at all. There was nothing thrilling about sneaking along. Under her leadership, the two of them felt like they were in a human realm, heading towards the main prison.
Qi Mo walked silently behind him, the shock in his heart getting heavier and heavier. Zhong Qingye's lurking methods were completely worse than his. There were obviously no people in many places, but she immediately stopped as soon as she stopped.
Someone appeared. There were clearly people in some places, but she walked straight over, turning around and disappearing all traces.
And her unlocking skills amazed Qi Mo even more. An inconspicuous copper wire became a sharp tool in her hands. When she stretched her arm, the copper wire moved. She didn't even know how to move.