202 Resurrection?
At this moment, other than the heavy smell of blood, there was only dead silence in the palace.
The atmosphere here was even more terrifying than what Nie Yin had felt on Spirit Mountain.
Nie Yin suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously shivered.
Yin Ling noticed it.
His tone was slightly cold and mocking as he asked, “Young Master Nie, are you feeling unwell? Do you need a few palace servants to help you in?”
“There’s no need!” Nie Yin naturally understood the ulterior meaning of Yin Ling’s words, but he still replied in a low voice.
Yin Ling’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “If you feel uncomfortable, I can report to the queen. You don’t have to come here!”
“Yin Ling, I never knew you were so talkative!” Nie Yin finally couldn’t take it anymore and reprimanded him.
Yin Ling sneered as he walked to the door of Wen Qiong’s bedroom quickly.
Nie Yin wasn’t feeling well, so he walked a little slower. Then, he saw Yin Ling looking at him with disdain.
“Young Master Nie, slow down. There’s no hurry! Be careful not to fall!” For some reason, Yin Ling, who rarely spoke to Nie Yin, actually mocked him repeatedly today.
Yin Ling’s sarcasm made Nie Yin’s expression turn even uglier.
However, he didn’t want to cause trouble again before finding out the truth, so he gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.
When they walked into Wen Qiong’s bedroom, the strong smell of blood became even more obvious and suffocating.
Nie Yin walked even faster and finally reached into Wen Qiong’s bedroom.
The floor of the inner room was covered in blood, but Wen Qiong’s corpse had already disappeared from the bed. Shen Heng’s corpse was left on the spot.
After Nie Yin walked over and checked on Shen Heng’s corpse, he saw that his entire body was red, and he looked like he had been cooked.
Nie Yin was shocked and immediately took out a small porcelain bottle.
After he opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, a black flesh worm slowly wriggled out.
The worm’s pinkie-long body was completely black and covered in fine fur.
Yin Ling stood beside Nie Yin as he watched his every move.
The black worm was poking its head out of the bottle, looking for something.
When Nie Yin moved the porcelain bottle closer to Shen Heng’s body, he saw that the black worm suddenly became excited.
“What are you doing?” Yin Ling immediately asked while staring at the worm.
The worm’s limp head was raised high, as if it wanted to break free of the bottle and rush towards something that excited it.
“Find out the cause of Shen Heng’s death!” After Nie Yin immediately placed the mouth of the bottle on Shen Heng’s body, the worm quickly crawled out.
The black flesh worm crawled up Shen Heng’s neck until it reached his ear.
The bug raised its head again, as if it was searching for a path, and in the next moment, it crawled into Shen Heng’s ear.
Seeing this, Yin Ling trembled unconsciously and tensed up the moment the worm’s body disappeared.
Nie Yin ignored Yin Ling and stared at Shen Heng’s body.
Yin Ling frowned and waited for a long time, but he didn’t see the insect come out again, so he couldn’t help but ask, “What did you do just now? Are you trying to destroy evidence?!”
Nie Yin didn’t even turn around as he said coldly, “Shut up! Don’t let me hear you make any more noise! Otherwise, if it affects me from finding out the truth, the queen definitely won’t let you off!”
Yin Ling was enraged and wanted to retort, but then he heard Shen Heng’s body make a soft sound.
Yin Ling was shocked and looked at Shen Heng’s body to see what was making the sound.
Yin Ling looked for a long time, but he didn’t see anything amiss with Shen Heng’s body.
He looked at Nie Yin, but saw that Nie Yin, unaffected by the sound, was still staring at Shen Heng’s body.
Just as Yin Ling was about to ask again, Nie Yin clenched his hand into a fist and shook it in front of Yin Ling.
Before Yin Ling could react, Shen Heng’s body suddenly trembled.
Then, Shen Heng’s dead body actually stood up.
Yin Ling was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost screamed.
202 Resurrection?
At this moment, other than the heavy smell of blood, there was only dead silence in the palace.
The atmosphere here was even more terrifying than what Nie Yin had felt on Spirit Mountain.
Nie Yin suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously shivered.
Yin Ling noticed it.
His tone was slightly cold and mocking as he asked, “Young Master Nie, are you feeling unwell? Do you need a few palace servants to help you in?”
“There’s no need!” Nie Yin naturally understood the ulterior meaning of Yin Ling’s words, but he still replied in a low voice.
Yin Ling’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “If you feel uncomfortable, I can report to the queen. You don’t have to come here!”
“Yin Ling, I never knew you were so talkative!” Nie Yin finally couldn’t take it anymore and reprimanded him.
Yin Ling sneered as he walked to the door of Wen Qiong’s bedroom quickly.
Nie Yin wasn’t feeling well, so he walked a little slower. Then, he saw Yin Ling looking at him with disdain.
“Young Master Nie, slow down. There’s no hurry! Be careful not to fall!” For some reason, Yin Ling, who rarely spoke to Nie Yin, actually mocked him repeatedly today.
Yin Ling’s sarcasm made Nie Yin’s expression turn even uglier.
However, he didn’t want to cause trouble again before finding out the truth, so he gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.
When they walked into Wen Qiong’s bedroom, the strong smell of blood became even more obvious and suffocating.
Nie Yin walked even faster and finally reached into Wen Qiong’s bedroom.
The floor of the inner room was covered in blood, but Wen Qiong’s corpse had already disappeared from the bed. Shen Heng’s corpse was left on the spot.
After Nie Yin walked over and checked on Shen Heng’s corpse, he saw that his entire body was red, and he looked like he had been cooked.
Nie Yin was shocked and immediately took out a small porcelain bottle.
After he opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, a black flesh worm slowly wriggled out.
The worm’s pinkie-long body was completely black and covered in fine fur.
Yin Ling stood beside Nie Yin as he watched his every move.
The black worm was poking its head out of the bottle, looking for something.
When Nie Yin moved the porcelain bottle closer to Shen Heng’s body, he saw that the black worm suddenly became excited.
“What are you doing?” Yin Ling immediately asked while staring at the worm.
The worm’s limp head was raised high, as if it wanted to break free of the bottle and rush towards something that excited it.
“Find out the cause of Shen Heng’s death!” After Nie Yin immediately placed the mouth of the bottle on Shen Heng’s body, the worm quickly crawled out.
The black flesh worm crawled up Shen Heng’s neck until it reached his ear.
The bug raised its head again, as if it was searching for a path, and in the next moment, it crawled into Shen Heng’s ear.
Seeing this, Yin Ling trembled unconsciously and tensed up the moment the worm’s body disappeared.
Nie Yin ignored Yin Ling and stared at Shen Heng’s body.
Yin Ling frowned and waited for a long time, but he didn’t see the insect come out again, so he couldn’t help but ask, “What did you do just now? Are you trying to destroy evidence?!”
Nie Yin didn’t even turn around as he said coldly, “Shut up! Don’t let me hear you make any more noise! Otherwise, if it affects me from finding out the truth, the queen definitely won’t let you off!”
Yin Ling was enraged and wanted to retort, but then he heard Shen Heng’s body make a soft sound.
Yin Ling was shocked and looked at Shen Heng’s body to see what was making the sound.
Yin Ling looked for a long time, but he didn’t see anything amiss with Shen Heng’s body.
He looked at Nie Yin, but saw that Nie Yin, unaffected by the sound, was still staring at Shen Heng’s body.
Just as Yin Ling was about to ask again, Nie Yin clenched his hand into a fist and shook it in front of Yin Ling.
Before Yin Ling could react, Shen Heng’s body suddenly trembled.
Then, Shen Heng’s dead body actually stood up.
Yin Ling was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost screamed.
