no soul

The crazy girl really disappeared again.

Back in the lobby again, Lin Hong noticed something was wrong when he cleaned up the broken bowls and spilled soup, "I said, why is it so heavy, the soup is probably enough for six or seven people? This Mrs. Li It's generous."

Duan Yu nodded, "Indeed, I eat less, enough for ten."

Lin Hong laughed angrily, "You are so rigorous."

Lin Hong swept the soup on the ground clumsily, "How on earth can she live such a prosperous life?"

Duan Yu was mature and said: "Could it be that there are people outside? The reason to drive us away is to fear that people outside her will misunderstand?"

Lin Hong grabbed his face, "Don't guess, you'll ruin the girl's reputation!"

Wan Guchuan took a sniff of the broken porcelain in his hand, "There is drug in this soup, but the amount is very small."

The amount is very small, so you need to sniff carefully with suspicion to find out, and Wan Guchuan was just worried that Lin Hong didn't even notice, this mystery medicine is absolutely perfect for unsuspecting people.

"What?" Lin Hong was a little surprised, "Why?"

Why did Li Qingshuang drug them?

"She was afraid that we would discover something." Wan Guchuan said, "The person hiding in this room has something to do with her."

"We want to unite to kill and silence? Who is it?" Lin Hong suddenly remembered Li Youshuang staring at a certain place and laughing... "Maybe we are thinking too much. There is no one mixed with the servants. It's just ghosts who kill people."

"Ghosts still need drugs to kill people?" Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows, "Continue to investigate."

"Besides, why did she give us so many servings of soup? Is it because the soup is too little and the medicine tastes too strong?" Lin Hong said, "Then what if we don't finish her soup?"

"I've seen this kind of mysterious medicine, but I don't know its name, and its effect is slow. One bowl of this concentration is enough to make people fall asleep for two hours." Wan Guchuan said, "She wants us to fall asleep at night."

"Then why?" Why so much soup?And why let them sleep at night?Lin Hong couldn't figure it out.

It's so strange, it seems that everyone in this world of grieving ghosts has unsolved mysteries, and they haven't even found out who the grieving ghosts of this world are.

It was night, Lin Hong was awakened again by the girl's silver bell-like laughter.

He was the only one left in the room, the gorgeous lights were floating on the window, and the laughter outside the window was still like the light wind in April.

Lin Hong was very sober at this moment.

What secrets are these twelve handmaidens hiding?Why did they hang themselves collectively... hang themselves...does this have anything to do with Li Tiancheng...

Lin Hong hesitated for a while, got up and opened the door.

The world was shrouded in a heavy darkness.The lights flicker in the wind and rain corridor in the distance. In the boundless night, Yingying is like an isolated Penglai, with light skirts fluttering through it, and subtle laughter comes to the world ethereally.

Lin Hong followed them.

Some distance away, he couldn't see the faces of these girls clearly, he could only vaguely see twelve slim figures meandering through the wind and rain corridor in secret joy.

There is such a pure and ethereal laughter... Who can believe that they will hang themselves collectively?Is it the grace that is not in the world to return to the kingdom of heaven?Or... the filth of the world cannot accommodate holy songs?

Surrounded by the cold night, with only a bright light in front of his eyes, Lin Hong was alone, a little nervous, he was cautious, even breathing lightly, and followed a group of dead people through the unknown.

The lights gradually dimmed, all the way to the backyard.

The backyard is against the mountain, and the lush trees are gloomy and dark in the night.

The twelve girls stopped suddenly, and they whispered to each other a few times, Lin Hong couldn't hear clearly, but they seemed to sense Lin Hong's presence, and turned around slowly.

In desperation, Lin Hong hid sideways behind a big tree beside him.No one knows what will happen next, the heart races wildly.

He felt the lights around him go out, but he still didn't dare to act rashly.

Been quiet for a long, long time...

The surrounding night seems to have solidified...

Lin Hong looked sideways slightly.

The night is thick, looking around with the faint moonlight, in the empty backyard, the thick black trees stand still, and the faint singing of insects trembles in the grass...

The twelve girls had disappeared.

Appears to be lost...

Tsk...Lin Hong slowed down, ready to take a closer look.

He moved slightly, but his head hit something.

He looked up...

It was a hanging girl!It was shaking in the air when he touched it!

No, it's a group of girls!Twelve... Twelve girls, the girls who were talking and laughing just now...

Lin Hong froze in place immediately.

The girl swayed, and slowly turned around...By the hazy moonlight, Lin Hong saw...a terrified expression was fixed on her face.

Tilting his head, his eyes wide open, making this pale dead face look weird and distorted...

The expressions of the twelve girls were exactly the same, as if they saw something extremely frightening before they died...

The expressions of the twelve girls were still terrified and stiff, but their wide eyes slowly moved down visible to the naked eye, looking at Lin Hong... The night was shrouded in darkness, and they still had hemp ropes hanging around their necks, swaying in the air...

A string of silver bell-like laughter suddenly sounded in Lin Hong's ears, rang from the throats of the twelve hanged girls... echoed above his head... reverberated in the night and in the backyard...

fuck it! !

Lin Hong woke up suddenly!

Sitting on the bed panting for breath, the back was covered with cold sweat...

Suddenly, a hand was lightly placed on his forehead.

The dry and warm touch made Lin Hong calm down, and he raised his eyes to meet a pair of deep eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare?" In the unlit room, the voice was extremely low.

"Backyard..." Lin Hong looked at him blankly and murmured, "Go to the backyard..."

Wan Guchuan looked at him for a while, without asking why, got up and put on his coat, picked up the Zuigu sword on the table, "Let's go."

"What happened?" Duan Yu rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.

"The twelve maidservants are in the backyard." Lin Hong said.

It was four o'clock at this time, the night was dark, the three of them walked cautiously, the scenery in the backyard was as desolate and lonely as in Lin Hong's dream, even the sound of crushing dead leaves was so abrupt, it seemed that something was lurking in the night... …

Just now Duan Yu was terrified when he heard that the twelve hanged maidservants were in the backyard, but he didn't dare to stay in the house alone.

At this time, he was holding Lin Hong's arm tightly, looking around with a pair of bright eyes, and his heart was beating fast in his chest.

"Can the things in your dreams be taken seriously..." Duan Yu's voice was extremely small, for fear of disturbing something.

"It may be an inexplicable nightmare in this world, but it is effective here." Lin Hong said.

"Hush!" Duan Yu frowned, put his index finger on his lips, and whispered, "Speak softly!"

Duan Yu felt that hearing a slightly louder voice under such circumstances would be frightening. He just wanted to hide himself, and no one could find him...

Wan Guchuan walked ahead holding a candle, looking back at them from time to time.

The Chen family's house was too big, and it took some time to walk to the backyard.Duan Yu felt that he was going to suffocate on this road...

The backyard hides in the night and watches with cold eyes.

Lin Hong led them to the place where he saw the twelve maidservants in his dream.

"Nothing." Duan Yu let go of his hanging heart.

The three of them looked around carefully again, but there was indeed nothing there.

Lin Hong looked around, his eyes swept across the dark woods, he was startled for a moment, and then looked over, in the lush forest, there seemed to be a human-shaped shadow standing there... motionless.

The night was very dark, and it was a bit blurry. Lin Hong was not sure. He pulled Duan Yu beside him, pointed it to him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think there is someone there?"

"Don't scare me..." Duan Yu froze his neck and looked over for a long time, "No."

"Look again." Lin Hong felt that the more he looked, the more he looked like a person, hiding in the night and watching their every move.

"Really not," Duan Yu squinted his eyes, "Aren't you so scared that everything you look at looks like a person?"

Lin Hong slapped him on the back of the head, "You are so scared." Although he was scared, he couldn't lose face.

Wan Guchuan also took a look at the position Lin Hong was pointing at. There was indeed no one there. He looked back at Lin Hong and said, "Don't be afraid."

Lin Hong: "..."

Wan Guchuan held up the candlestick and looked closely at the tree trunk above, "There is no trace of a rope hanging on the tree trunk, so he probably didn't hang himself here."

"Then what does my dream imply to me?" Lin Hong was puzzled, "This is the second time I dreamed of it after I came to this house."

Duan Yu smiled wretchedly, "A spring dream?"

Lin Hong was about to beat someone up again, "Who the hell is dreaming of hanging a dead ghost!"

Duan Yu ran away with his head in his arms.

"Maybe it's just some fragments of the scene in this house before!" Duan Yu surrendered, and yawned a lot after speaking, "It's still early before dawn, go back and sleep." He started to walk back.

Lin Hong couldn't figure out his dream, but agreed with him and followed him back.

"You," Wan Guchuan said suddenly.

The two stopped and turned to look at him.

"Did you hear any sound?" Wan Guchuan continued.

Lin Hong was startled, and listened carefully for a while, "No."

"Scared me again? I didn't hear anything..." Duan Yu didn't dare to leave for a moment. Why did one person say what he saw and the other said he heard something? look around.

Wan Guchuan stood still on the spot, the candle in his hand was dimly lit, as if he was about to be swallowed by the surrounding darkness.He was listening with bated breath, his deep silhouette half-submerged in the candlelight, like a handsome statue.

Lin Hong listened quietly with him.

In the boundless night... in the faint singing of insects...

someone! …No, there is a group of people whispering.

Startled, Lin Hong looked up at Wan Guchuan, who was already looking for the source of the sound.

Duan Yu was so frightened that he burst into tears.

where?

This group of people whispered in the depths of the night...

What are you talking about?

It was too faint for them to hear.

Wan Guchuan looked at the hillside next to him. The terrain was slanting upwards. At the end of his eyes was the dense forest and dangerous darkness, and the muddy land with weeds was under his feet.

Wan Guchuan looked at them and pointed to the ground under his feet.

here?The voice here was indeed a little louder than before, Lin Hong looked around, but there was no one there.

Seeing him looking around, Wan Guchuan shook his head, and pointed to the land under his feet again.

Lin Hong was stunned.In the... soil?

Someone is talking in the dirt...

Wan Guchuan lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on one knee, and leaned against the ground to listen—this is how he came to listen to the hooves of horses when he was fighting.

Lin Hong looked at him in a daze for a moment, but after he realized that he didn't think it was dirty, he followed his example and listened quietly by leaning against the ground.

The night was like a mist, and the two tall people around him suddenly fell down. Standing there alone, Duan Yu felt a little scared, and he didn’t dare to stick to the ground to listen to the sound... He simply squatted down quickly, so that he could I feel a little closer to Wan Guchuan and Lin Hongneng.

The voice in the soil is extremely weak, and can only be discerned if you listen to it so close to the ground - it is the voice of a group of women, vague and weak, murmuring...

"He's not dead...he's not dead..."

The voice hides fear, trembling...

These should be the twelve maidservants that Lin Hong saw.

But how did they hide underground?

And... who didn't die?

"Is there any secret way to go down?" Lin Hong straightened up and looked around.

The three of them carefully looked around and felt around again and again, but there was no entrance to the underground, let alone any secret passages.

"Strange, how did they get down?" Lin Hong couldn't figure it out.

Duan Yu had a guess, but the surrounding moon was dark and the wind was high, he swallowed his saliva and dared not say it.

In the cold autumn night, Lin Hong sneezed and rubbed his nose, "I think this is the key point, maybe it has something to do with that crazy girl disappearing and appearing at other times."

Wan Guchuan glanced at him, "Let's go back first, and come to see it at dawn."

Passing by the place before, Lin Hong took another look at the place where he saw the figure just now.

The figure was gone.

Lin Hong's heart beat suddenly, and he didn't say anything in the quiet night.

Why didn't Wan Guchuan and Duan Yu just see it?Because the soup got into my eyes?

In the second half of the night, there was a torrential downpour, and there was an uproar. There seemed to be only one sound when the rain fell, and it was hard to tell which rain foot was screaming.

The autumn rain can also produce the majestic momentum of the summer rain.

In a daze, Lin Hong seemed to see a figure standing outside the window, but when he woke up the next day, he no longer knew whether it was a dream or real.

In the early morning, the weather was still terribly gloomy. Someone put a thick black ink block on the clouds, which melted in the heavy rain last night, and the sky and the earth were smudged into a mess.

The three of them came to yesterday's hillside, unable to speak because of the scene in front of them:

Numerous loose bones washed down the hillside with mud.

Several skulls were stacked with leg bones and ribs, mixed with rainwater and muddy water, stained and stained.

The weather is already gloomy, coupled with the shadowy woods, the whole scene is comparable to a battlefield at dusk.

Duan Yu's face was pale.

Wan Guchuan squatted down and looked carefully for a while, "It should be the bones of the maidservant."

Lin Hong didn't dare to take a closer look, "That is to say... the underground conversations last night..."

It's from the corpses in the soil...