Still can't pull!

Isn't that devil hanging himself on a hook?

Or is he deliberately pulling a rope at the bottom to protest against the recent lack of food?

Qu Ning seriously thought about this problem. She also felt it necessary to make it clear. She couldn't go on like this any more. After all, she didn't have enough to eat!

After thinking about this, Qu Ning looked around. In the empty cave, let alone ink, ink, paper and inkstone, there were not many dead branches and leaves. It seemed that he could only rely on oral communication.

Qu Ning squatted down, facing the hole on the ground, trying to shout to the bottom of the deep.

It's so dark that you can't see clearly.

"Cough... That... Er... Husband, it's really miserable recently. I managed to grab half of the steamed bread and sent it to you right away. Don't worry. I'll grab more next time. If I don't eat myself, I'll make you full! "

The devil under the hook was held down by a chain

When Qu Ning finished shouting, he didn't know if the devil could hear him. He tried to pull the rope again. This time, it could be pulled, but it was very light. He could make sure that nothing was hanging on the hook.

In any case, she had to find a way to escape from such a ghost place. She could never stay here like the original owner to guard such a imprisoned demon husband.

However, during the period of not escaping, it is necessary to brush the good feeling. He must not know that she sent the rest half after eating most of the breakfast. After all, who can guarantee that the imprisoned devil will not escape one day? He can't take revenge in his heart and settle accounts with her after escaping.

Of course, if you can, it's better to never see the sun again for demons like those below, and never have the chance to harm people all over the world.

Qu Ning put the rope on the ground and turned to walk out of the cave. He was ready to check the food.

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The scenery on the mountain is beautiful.

Standing on the hillside, you can overlook the whole imperial mausoleum.

It is really worthy of being the Royal Mausoleum and the place where the emperors of all dynasties were buried. There is no gloomy air in the grandeur.

After Qu Ning went down the mountain, he went to the dining room.

Although she stayed up late every morning and liked to take a nap at noon, she hasn't been through the whole mausoleum yet, but she has already found out where to go in all directions.

Fumble clear these, nature is for her to think of a way to escape to prepare.

The original owner has been here for such a long time, dedicated to guarding the imprisoned devil. He never wanted to escape. Every day, he either stayed in the thatched cottage or went up to the mountain to deliver food. He didn't know the whole situation of the imperial mausoleum.

In the open space outside the dining room, there is a confrontation at this moment.

The two sides of the confrontation, on one side is a large group of skinny teenagers, on the other side is a few men in dark brown cloaks.

The teenagers are shivering, dressed in gray clothes, with no mental outlook to speak of, just like the hungry people who have been short of food for a long time. It is obvious that they are malnourished. The middle-aged and old men look very uncomfortable.

As soon as Qu Ning saw this situation, he immediately stopped and decided to take a look at the situation first.

Headed by the middle-aged and old men: "give you one last chance to hand over the stolen food."

Teenagers: "please, just give us some food. We really can't do this..."

The leading middle-aged and old man: "it seems that you still refuse to pay?"

Teenagers: "please..."

Qu Ning picked to pick eyebrow, didn't expect her in the cave to the devil a word of nonsense unexpectedly let her gather right. There's a shortage of food on this. The two sides are fighting for food. It's really miserable.

Who does she belong to?