The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

Mu Qingcheng used mathematical formulas to calculate the route from the bamboo forest to the house. She tied a handkerchief to the bamboo at every turn and used this method to calculate the distance of each section of the road.

Walking out of the dark and gloomy bamboo forest, I finally saw the green tiles and white walls. The white walls had experienced countless years of wind and rain and were already mottled. Red moss and black mold grew underneath, and only the top part could still be seen in its original appearance.

Following the white courtyard wall, the three people finally found the main gate.

In the dim light, the ancient red gate looked even more eerie and terrifying. There were actually two red lanterns hanging on the gate, but they were faded and dilapidated. When they swayed in the wind, they looked like two pale eyes staring at them.

The red door was still sealed, but over time, the words on the seal had long since faded, and the white paper had turned a yellow-brown hue. Yet, the vermilion glaze on the door was still glossy and shiny, making it appear even more alluring. The more one looked at the red, the more it looked like it had devoured countless lives, dyed with blood, a terrifying sight.

Mu Qingcheng had no doubt that behind the door was a red-robed, disheveled ghost staring at them with greedy eyes. She felt a chill on her back and a tingling sensation on her scalp.

"Do you really want to go in?"

Mu Qingcheng looked at Yun Qing who was calm and composed beside her. It turned out that not being able to see at this time had its advantages. At least she wouldn't scare herself.

Yun Qing seemed touched and patted her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Mo Yu wasn't in much better shape. He'd fought powerful men before, but this was his first time dealing with a ghost. He had no experience! He should have listened to Miss Mu and bought a few peach wood swords, cinnabar, and yellow paper.

"Moyu, what are you waiting for? Why don't you go and open the door?" Yun Qing frowned and turned his head towards Moyu, secretly cursing this useless Xiao Hei in his heart, who really brought shame to him.

Mo Yu: "..." Why him? Oh! No one else.

Mo Yu's body tensed as she walked to the door, carefully climbing the stairs. She listened carefully at the door, but could hear no sound except the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind.

Mo Yu concentrated, gathered his strength, and with a powerful push, the door creaked open. Instantly, a chilling breeze blew in. Mu Qingcheng closed her eyes and held her breath. After a moment, the nauseating stench she'd imagined didn't arrive. She slowly opened her eyes, and the terrifying demon didn't pounce on them either.

No, nothing!

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a whimpering - whimpering - whimpering sound came from the courtyard, like a ghost singing or crying.

Mu Qingcheng was so scared that she screamed and hid behind Yun Qing, hugging Yun Qing's waist tightly.

Yun Qing: "..." Quite surprised! This house is worth buying.

Yun Qing said, "Moyu, go and see what's causing this trouble."

Mo Yu: “…” Actually, there is no need to send him away, he can act invisible.

Feeling the murderous look in his master's eyes, he had no choice but to go in.

Yun Qing waited until Mo Yu was far away before gently patting the hand around his waist: "Don't be afraid, it's just the wind."

Mu Qingcheng was behind Yun Qing, her face pressed against his back, eyes tightly closed. Hearing Yun Qing's words of comfort, she slowly opened her eyes. The surroundings were still as depressing and gloomy, but she listened for a long time. Apart from the sobbing sound, everything was completely silent, as if it was really just the sound of the wind.

"Master, Miss Mu, come and see." Mo Yu's voice came from the house. It didn't sound like he was in any danger, but rather that he had found something good.

Mu Qingcheng immediately let go of Yun Qing, feeling a little regretful. How could she be so addicted to hugging him? What was going on?

She said awkwardly: "Haha! It seems to be the wind. The wind blows with quite a lot of connotation. Maybe I am too idle and want to add drama to myself."

Yun Qing's master was a Taoist, and he had heard some of the Qimen Dunjia techniques. Although he couldn't see, his hearing and senses were very sensitive. In fact, the sound of the wind was not simple. However, he couldn't say it out loud, for fear of scaring Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng hugged Yun Qing's arm and said timidly, "Let's go in and take a look too?"

Yun Qing nodded calmly and walked in first. Mu Qingcheng wished she could become Yun Qing's pendant. She was just hanging on Yun Qing's arm and was carried in.

They stepped over the threshold and entered the gate. This should be a house with two or three courtyards. The ground was paved with bluestone bricks, and the bluestone was covered with green moss. Wild grass was growing strongly from the cracks in the stones.

To the west of the main gate is a row of back houses. The doors are dilapidated due to age, and the old window screens can still be seen on the window lattices. In a normal house design, there should be a south study in the west corner courtyard, which is where the male owner meets guests and works in the outer courtyard.

The two of them were not interested in touring the house, so they walked around the shadow wall and entered the hanging flower gate. Suddenly, their eyes lit up, and Lian Yunqing saw the dazzling sunlight at this moment.

The sun shone brightly throughout the house, giving it a thriving atmosphere. Looking back, the view outside the door remained eerie and dark, as if standing at the intersection of yin and yang.

"Isn't this amazing? How on earth did they do this?"

Yun Qing took Mu Qingcheng to the courtyard, bathed in the sunshine, and smelled the strong fragrance of flowers.

"Are there many flowers here?" Yun Qing asked.

Mu Qingcheng was completely shocked by the scene before her. It was almost winter, but the entire courtyard was covered with exotic flowers and plants, lush and green, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and surrounded by gurgling water and a thin mist.

"There are more than just flowers, it's like a fairyland."

Yun Qing was also surprised. He carefully felt the warm air around him and understood what was going on.

"There might be a hot spring here."

"Really?" Mu Qingcheng looked along the winding corridor in surprise.

"Here, here, there is a small pond. The water is so clear! I can see the spring. Yunqing, come and take a look."

Yun Qing strolled over to Mu Qingcheng, who had already impatiently walked down the stone steps to the edge of the pond. The pond wasn't very big, about three meters long and two meters wide. She squatted down and put her hand in the water. The water was indeed warm, about 31 or 32 degrees Celsius.

Yun Qing stood behind her to prevent her from getting into danger. Mu Qingcheng paddled in the water and looked up to ask Yun Qing.

"Yunqing, why is this house so strange? It's so different inside and outside, like two completely different worlds."

Yun Qing thought for a moment and said, "This house was built according to the Yin-Yang Bagua formation. Perhaps it wasn't like this when it was first built. Someone later deliberately hid the house and designed it this way."

"So, there must be a secret in this house, right?"

Yun Qing smiled and said, "After so many years, no matter how many secrets there were, they would have been taken away long ago."

Mu Qingcheng didn't believe it. Who would spend so much effort to protect an empty house? Anyway, she felt that just by taking this hot spring, she had found a treasure.

"Then what was that whimpering sound we heard when we came in? Why can't we hear it here at all?"

Yun Qing said, "That's also man-made. I guess the houses in the back row must be connected. There are windows in the rooms, and the windows must be very broken. If someone opened a skylight somewhere in the roof and let the wind blow in, the row of houses in the back row would become a flute, and they can play any sound they want."

"Wonderful!" Mu Qingcheng was full of admiration: "No wonder the wind sounded so strange."