The housekeeper thought of their temperament, but he didn't advise them much. He just said, "young master Aoki has lived in the priest's palace for more than 20 years. If you can avoid it, you can avoid it. It's too ugly, and it's not good for you..."

Chu Chuyan pondered for a moment, and then he nodded his head lightly, which was a promise.

After the housekeeper left, Chu Chuyan lay on the side of Mo Siyu, saw her hands cold, touched her forehead full of cold sweat, and asked, "what's the matter? What do you see? "

At that time, mosiyu opened the tile and was looking inside. Before he could see what was inside, he was noticed by the guards of the priest's palace.

Mo Siyu buried his head in his chest and wrapped his head in a quilt. "It's all human. It's all human soaking in a vat."

Chu Chu Yan thought of the four VATS in Qingmu yard: "are the VATS soaking people? "Alive?"

"Well, alive." Mo Siyu's body trembled even more severely: "they had their eyes gouged and their tongues cut. Only when they were given medicine, could they tear open the cloth in their mouth. That's why we only occasionally heard the howling of those people, and it didn't last long.

Before I had time to see what was in those vats, I was found out...

there are so many VATS in a room. No wonder such heavy herbs and incense can't hide the bloody smell.

How many people should be soaked in these VATS in such a big yard.

When she used drugs, like her mother, she did experiment with mice and animals, but she never did any experiment with living people.

What's the difference between the priesthood and hell?

What on earth do you want to get, so that you can use the lives of so many living people to refine medicine and raise poisonous insects to achieve your goal?

Mo Siyu couldn't understand it.

This place is a purgatory. It seems that it is a ruler with supreme status, but it is a dark place. I don't know how many bones are buried.

The enclosed corridor is the nearest way to the enclosure.

Mo Siyu is not good at all.

Chu Chuyan listened silently and patted her on the back, relieved: "don't be afraid, it's just someone else, it can't be you."

They had no sleep for a night.

When he got up in the morning, Mo Siyu's eyes were red and he was depressed. After washing his face, he went to the library.

Just turning the corner, I met the housekeeper with a smile on his face.

Mo Siyu used to think that the housekeeper had a white and round smile, and seemed kind and amiable. But when he thought of what happened in the priest's house, people died every day, and there were people who were worse off than death all the time. All his good impressions were smashed like glass.

I don't know what kind of skeletons and hearts I will see when I open this kind face.

Mo Siyu wants to act as if nothing has happened, but her face is really not up. She stares at the housekeeper coldly, and the housekeeper is hairy.

"Miss Yu mo." The housekeeper didn't know why Mo Siyu suddenly looked at himself like this, as if he had done something heinous. He swallowed his saliva and asked with a smile, "are you going?"

Mo Siyu looked back and didn't hear him. He asked, "what? I didn't hear you

She lowered her eyes and her long eyelashes, trying to cover her eyes and calm her mood.

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