After a long time, the carriage stopped, and Lige said, "It's here, let's go down." ”

Murong Yue nodded, walked out of the carriage first, and lifted the curtain for Murong Yue.

When Murong Yue came out of the carriage, he felt a little cold on his neck, but when he looked back, there was nothing.

Murong Yue looked at Lige and said, "What's wrong?"

Lige shook his head and said, "It's okay, I feel cold behind me, maybe it's windy, let's go in and see, the people who stared here in the morning still said that someone was there." ”

Murong Yue nodded, and the two walked into the courtyard.

As soon as Murong Yue stepped into the courtyard, he heard a cough inside...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem......"

Murong Yue frowned slightly, and walked into the house, where an old woman was sitting on the table embroidering cotton shoes.

Lige asked out loud, "Is this Ren Yutao's house?"

The old woman raised her head and saw the two people dressed in extraordinary clothes, and suddenly felt a little frightened in her heart, and asked, "Yes, you...... What are you here for?"

Lige replied, "I am Ren Yutao's employer, she hasn't come these days, so she came to ask." ”

The old woman was obviously relieved, and continued to sew the cotton shoes in her hand and said, "Yutao, she died, and someone sent a sum of money before, saying that Yutao was specially left for me to see a doctor." ”

Murong Yue frowned slightly, this old woman's reaction was really wrong, she was neither sad nor happy, it was really incredible.

Lige frowned and asked, "Aren't you sad that Ren Yutao is dead?"

The old woman shook her head and said, "She often doesn't come to me, and even if she dies, it's fine, and I don't have to worry about her." ”

Li Ge's brows deepened, and he asked, "Then aren't you happy that you got so much money for nothing?"

The old woman looked up at Lige and said, "My disease is no longer cured, and there is nothing to be happy about if you want so much money." ”

At this point in the conversation, there was really nothing to ask, this old woman's actions seemed to make sense, and Murong Yue always felt that something was faintly wrong.

Lige glanced at Murong Yue, Murong Yue nodded slightly, and Lige said, "Then let's leave first." ”

After a pause, he said, "You mourn!"

When the old woman heard this, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and she lowered her head and sewed cotton shoes.

Lige and Murong Yue walked out.

After Murong Yue got into the carriage, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was wrong, so she asked Lige to go back first, and she turned back to Ren Yutao's house again.

As soon as Murong Yue walked a hundred meters away from Ren Yutao's door, he saw two people leaving with the old woman.

Murong Yue frowned slightly and followed closely.

The two of them took the old woman first to the city, and then turned into a small alley, and when they came to the end, they knocked on the door.

Murong Yue listened carefully to the frequency of knocking on the door, three short and one long.

Then someone came to open the door and asked, "Is it done?"

"Don't worry, someone has already asked her about Ren Yutao just now. ”

"That's good, you've always done a good job, the master is waiting inside, go in. ”

"Good. ”

Then the two entered the courtyard.

Murong Yue's spiritual sense flashed into the Biluo Ring, walked to Murong Junyan's cultivation room and knocked on the door.

There was no response, it seemed that Murong Junyan was concentrating on retreat and cultivation.

However, if Murong Yue went to find someone, and was afraid that they would retreat temporarily, if they didn't go to find someone, Murong Yue would probably make a big disturbance if he broke in alone, and he would inevitably startle the snake.

Murong Yue withdrew from the Biluo Ring and thought about countermeasures.

At this moment, someone behind Murong Yue patted her on the shoulder.

Murong Yue quickly turned around, but the man covered her mouth and didn't let her make a sound.

At this moment, there was a sound of opening and closing the door at the door of the small courtyard, and the footsteps were gradually approaching, and almost everyone was about to find Murong Yue's location.

The footsteps turned, and he walked out of another alley.