At this moment, the sleeves, which clearly had no change from the outside, were like a speechless message in Yu Moqing's eyes, conveying a dangerous warning to her.

Yu Moqing couldn't help but feel a chill on her back, and she was unconsciously shocked. The clothes were obviously worn through, but Rong Po still wanted to lie to her, and even routines were common tricks. She was lying to her how good she was in the ancestral hall, and then she looked at the silver bell in disguise to monitor her, and she really thought she was a young girl who was ignorant of the world.

She vaguely guessed that the "saint" who had worn this dress before her was nowhere to be found. I'm afraid there was more than one saint? But she had a clever point and left such a message. Maybe she was discovered so she dealt with it... Or maybe every "saint" wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape in the end?

However, what reason does Dingshan Village have to keep them? Even if the "saint" is boasted of being so noble, even she may not bring much benefit to Dingshan Village? What's more, they don't know her identity, and they have never even thought about knowing her identity.

Her eyes froze, and she slowly moved her gaze to the locked door. When will they lock her up? Could it be the holy sacrifice in their mouths?

All the questions were hidden under her calm and cool appearance. It seemed that she would only know until the door opened again.

Thinking that she couldn't open the locked door for the time being, she had to sit cross-legged on the bed and try to explore her newly recovered body.

Since she woke up, her memory stopped when she slid down a hillside and hit something. Later, she lost consciousness. She vaguely remembered that there was a figure swaying in front of her in front of her. She thought that that person should be Ding Da. After all, Ding's family was the only one in Dingshan Village. If she was an ordinary villager, she would probably not have the courage to take a woman who didn't want to be familiar with her casually.

If it weren't for the group of men in black in Dongwei Pavilion chasing her, her internal strength would not have disappeared for no reason. Yongye was not by her side, so she would not have a better understanding of herself, let alone her internal strength that had just been in contact with. Just like after Lian Shuo taught her, she only felt that she could master the internal strength, but she did not realize that there was the deep internal strength in her body.

But she clearly felt the palm wind while urging her palms, but now she can no longer use any internal force. Why is this? Is this internal force still like a loach, going around and around her body?

She recalled the mental method that Lian Shuo taught her and was lucky. Although she could not feel any fluctuations in her breath, she felt a little light. Compared with the backlash brought to her by the last blow yesterday, she felt like she had a new look.

But even this feeling failed to appease Yu Moqing's irritability at this moment. She didn't want to be locked in this small-scale prefabricated house and be under the control of these people who were ill-behaved. She understood that now she was regarded as a "saint" by them. If she had to escape, she had to figure out what was going on from beginning to end. She couldn't let her fall into Dingshan Village so unknown. Fu Ziwen also had Dingshan Village and the gold mine, and the Song Mansion were related. This "saint" and "saint" may not be related to these. It seems that she could not leave here immediately, otherwise she would have lost the opportunity to learn more about the information.

Her eyes became extremely clear, and she secretly made up her mind that she must find a way to leave here.

A trace of light in the crack in the door gradually darkened, and probably the day had passed.

Yu Moqing thought that no one would care about her, so she prepared to go to bed sideways, but she was worried that anyone would come in at night. After thinking about it carefully, in order to ensure safety, she took off the silver bell on her wrist and hung it on a corner on the door. In this way, if someone wanted to come in, she could hear the sound.

After hanging the bell, Yu Moqing tightened the snake lock on his arm again before he was willing to sleep with peace of mind.

On the second day, Yu Moqing woke up earlier than before. When she opened her eyes, she felt that there was no soreness on her body. She sat up and looked at the prefecture room, but there was no movement.

"It seems that no one has come in..." She got out of bed, walked closer to the door, took off the string of silver bells, and put them on the bed.

While no one came in, Yu Moqing tried to use Tai Chi to relieve her body.

After a set of boxing techniques, she faintly heard the sound of footsteps.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed, and she immediately covered her arms and walked to the bed quickly, stuffed the silver bell under the pillow, pulled up the quilt and closed her eyes.

Although Yu Moqing's eyes closed, his ears stood up.

Only the door creaked open, someone came in with a light step, mixed with the sound of a spoon in the bowl slight impact.

There was a sound of the tray being lowered. Yu Moqing opened his eyes slightly and saw a woman in black wearing a layer of gauze on her face. She lowered her head and placed the tray on the ground. She packed up the tray from last night and prepared to take it away.

While the woman looked up, Yu Moqing immediately closed her eyes again.

The footsteps in front of me were not moving yet. Maybe the woman looked at Yu Moqing if there was any movement. After a while, only Yu Moqing's even breathing was left in the entire prefabricated room, and the woman quietly retreated out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Yu Moqing immediately opened his eyes, tiptoed towards the door, and attached his ear to the side and listened.

A sound of locking the door first sounded outside, and then there were two conversations.

Yu Moqing could hear it, it was Rong Po’s voice.

"How is it?" Rong Po asked coldly.

"I'm still asleep, nothing happened." The woman replied.

"Okay, send the tray back." Rong Po ordered again.

"Yes." The woman replied.

After a few simple words, the footsteps of leaving were heard.

Yu Moqing sneered. How could this Rong Po still care about her so hypocritically?

She retreated back to the bed and saw a bowl of rice porridge and a few steamed buns in the tray on the ground. She got up and picked up a steamed bun to eat. She thought that although she was locked in this prefecture, Ding's people should not starve her to death, so people should have come to deliver food to her for these three meals. However, the waitresses she saw before were all wearing plain clothes, and I don't know why the woman was wearing black clothes and a veil.

It seems that she can't wait anymore. When the next woman comes in, she will find a way to go out.

Sure enough, when the door opened for the second time, another woman in black stepped in. The woman held the same tray and pushed the door open, she was very disappointed. She saw that there was no one on the bed, and Yu Moqing fell sideways to the side of the tray, without any movement.

The woman quickly put down the tray and prepared to help Yu Moqing up: "Saint, what's wrong with you..."

Before the voice fell, Yu Moqing opened his eyes, smiled sly, raised his hand and hit the woman's neck.

The woman looked surprised, but she fainted.

Yu Moqing reached out to hold the woman's head, then stood up and dragged the woman to the bed. He quickly closed the door before approaching the woman.

After a while, Yu Moqing had already changed into the black clothes and walked out with a gauze, holding the tray she sent in the morning. She looked at it and saw that there was no one around, so she took out a key from her arms and locked the door.

As she turned around, she looked up at the patio above the ancestral hall. Yesterday's dark clouds had dissipated, the sky had cleared, and a faint heat spread on the ground. She vaguely smelled a trace of earth and blinked with satisfaction. After all, she had been locked up for so long and had not had the chance to see the sky.

She remembered that in the morning, when Rong Po heard that she had delivered food to her, she returned the tray. However, she didn't hear exactly where it was. She happened to be walking around the Ding Clan Ancestral Hall to see if there were any other mysteries here, and maybe she could find any clues.

Thinking of this, Yu Moqing got up casually. Because of the appearance of the maids she observed yesterday, she kept her head down when she walked, looking very humble. When she came out of the room, she wiped some dirt on her face so that her fair skin would be out of place with the others and would only attract attention.

Thinking that the tray should have arrived at the canteen, Yu Moqing walked towards the canteen according to yesterday's memory. She was originally worried that someone would suspect her rash appearance, but to her surprise, the canteen door was lightly closed and there was no sound inside.

She pushed open the door and found that there was no one inside, only a few tables, with some bowls and chopsticks scattered on it. She swept again and saw several trays piled on one table.

It's indeed here.

She immediately went over and put the tray over, closed the door and prepared to inquire about other places in the Ding Clan Ancestral Hall.

I originally thought that the Ding Clan Ancestral Hall was not big and very dilapidated. Unexpectedly, in the corridor, Yu Moqing felt that it was just a dilapidated appearance, but because something was hidden in the base, it always made people feel a little unreal.

It was not until she heard a quarrel that she noticed a room with a locked door.

She took advantage of the inattention and took a detour to the back of the room. There happened to be a window. She secretly drilled a hole with her hand and looked closer.

I saw the two men blushing because of some dispute. Yu Moqing looked carefully and found that it was Ding Er and Ding San.

"I'm here, this holy sacrifice should be as soon as possible, otherwise I can't wait!" Ding Sanyi looked very reasonable.

Ding Er spread his hands: "It's not that I don't want to? It's the eldest brother who insists on pressing..."

"What are you thinking about for a day? I don't want to leave such a beauty for that little bit of money?" Ding Sanyi looked disdainful. "Along, what's wrong with working less for a day? There's no shortage of meat! Grandma's... I really don't know what the above thought, thinking we are gods? I'll create so much salt for them with bare hands?"

"Hey, don't go too far. If others hear this, our lives will be lost..." Ding Er patted Ding San's back and reminded him by the way.

"What are you afraid of? That Lord is far away in the sky, it would be strange if you can hear it!" Ding San snorted coldly.

"That's true... you'll just say a few less..." Ding Er advised earnestly again, "Don't be so anxious. We'll arrange for you to taste her first... Brother, he will go and communicate this time, and come back immediately after the news is revealed. We have to watch and start preparing for the holy sacrifice in the past few days, otherwise we will be too busy at that time... By the way, there is also the corpse guarding me, and the corpse guard told me that I'll throw another batch of them in the past few days..."

"Another batch?" Ding San blinked, with a look of joy on his face, "It seems we can make another profit...hehe..."

Ding Er's face also improved a little: "Look, this transaction needs to be improved. The corpse guards are more outstanding than before. Especially the Ding Laochen family, who are from his granddaughter, even their eyes are wrapped..." When Ding Er was like this, a hint of bright color appeared in his eyes.

"Granddaughter? Haha..." Ding San smiled wildly, "I heard that his granddaughter was missing a hand or a leg, no wonder even his great-grandson is so amazing..."

The two of them went on and off again and again, and Yu Moqing stopped listening carefully.

Yu Moqing felt a chuckle in her heart, especially when she heard about Ding Laochen.

She finally understood why Dingshan Village had such a strange phenomenon. According to Ding Er and Ding San, the people in this village completed many incomplete people just because of close relatives and intermarriage. No wonder the servants she met on the day she was taken to the cafeteria either had strange faces or had few legs. She thought no wonder that this village was called Dingshan Village, not only because the Ding family dominated, but the most likely reason was that the entire village might be related, but everyone did not completely live in the ancestral hall.

She remembered Ding Sansou's salt making just now, and her eyebrows were jumping. Sure enough, what she guessed was true. Ding's salt was indeed made again and was still helping someone. But they didn't know it just now, just "the one above". I'm afraid the "the one above" refers to the prince. However, the prince has always been cautious and naturally has to contact Ding to make salt for him through a medium. He didn't even announce his identity, just give them money. Ding also valued money enough, so he agreed to conspire with the prince.

Yu Moqing pursed her lips again, but where should we start with these evidences? She was not familiar with Dingshan Village. Now she pretended to be the maid for a while, but this was not a long-term solution.

But I am a little more grateful to her that Ding Da is not in the ancestral hall. When she saw Ding Da in the cafeteria yesterday, she felt that this person was a little shrewd, and his eyes were flashing with unusual eyes. Even though Ding Da apologized to her for A Cai’s affairs, his tone was all about his majesty in the Ding family and even the entire Dingshan Village. But that’s true. If Ding Da didn’t do this, how could he be the master of Dingshan Village?

Thinking of this, it seems that you have to find the place where the salt is made and related transaction evidence first, otherwise you will not be able to prove your activities between them. So you will continue to wander around the ancestral hall to see if there are any other appearances.

Bypassing a leisure courtyard, Yu Moqing suddenly saw a stream of blue smoke coming from a distance. The blue smoke was different from the ordinary smoke. When it rose to a cloud, it stopped and turned into a fog and fell down. The roof that was forced to bear the mist seemed to have a barrier, leading the mist to a square pond.

Yu Moqing's eyes tightened. Could it be that the salt-making place?
Chapter completed!