Meng Bingyun took the lead and walked up towards the middle courtyard step by step.

Steward Wu and the old lady also hurriedly followed, and at this time, it was the safest choice to follow Meng Bingyun, the saint of the Taishang Dao.

The trio quickly disappeared between the corridors of the courtyard, and there was no sound again.

Not long after, the door of Hongfu was slowly pushed open.

Lin Xin walked in slowly.

She wore a jet-black dress, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she was unarmed. But with a hint of a smile, he walked in calmly.

Squeak.

The Zhumu gate behind him made a subtle sound, and in the empty Hongfu, it reverberated faintly, highlighting the loneliness of being empty.

"It's not a small universe, it's not a secret world.... It's really interesting.

Is it a power unique to this world. ”

She glanced at the hallway in the front yard where the three of them had walked before.

Instead of choosing to go to the middle courtyard, I walked directly to the location of the lantern.

In the darkness, only the faint moonlight of the sky shone down.

Lin Xin took out the flint and flint and hit it a few times, but it was blown out by the wind as soon as it was lit, and in desperation, she had to put away the flint.

She turned around and looked around.

Walk through the screen wall, which was used in ancient times to ward off ghosts, because it is said that the little ghosts only walk in a straight line and do not turn.

Lin Xin walked along the corridor and walked in, but he didn't notice an inconspicuous crack on the screen wall, as Lin Xin turned around, the crack began to expand, and it became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye, the screen wall was full of cracks.

In the dark courtyard, there was no light anywhere, and I didn't know if everyone else was asleep or something. There were no human voices at all.

On her left and right sides, a row of dead trees are planted.

There was a house in front of it, the door of the house was closed, Lin Xin went up and pushed it, and found that it was completely locked.

Lin Xin searched the courtyard again, but didn't find anything useful. She decided to go back to the middle courtyard.

The corridor to the courtyard is located on the far right side of the courtyard, and is a dark and secluded path, paved with bluestone bricks underneath.

Lin Xin walked up step by step, and the sound of footsteps was extremely clear in the entire Hong Mansion.

In the courtyard at night, the wind is very strong, and the dead leaves on the ground are rattled.

……

Meng Bingyun and the three of them arrived in the middle courtyard.

In a trance, I seemed to hear the sound of running water.

It seems to be a splash of water shaken by a wooden wheel, and it is like a drop of water that keeps dripping on the bluestone.

Drip... Da... Drip.... Da....

With an echo, the sound of a baby's laughter drifted faintly.

'Cluck..... Giggle.....'

It didn't make any sense, just a simple chuckle of words.

"What sound? Infant? No way? The youngest lady in the house is already three years old, how can there be a baby? ”

Steward Wu frowned and spoke.

"Just take a look and see."

Meng Bingyun said lightly.

A small silver clock appeared in the palm of her right hand, faintly revealing the passage of time.

Steward Wu clenched his hands into fists, the big tendons under his robe bulged one by one, and his whole body exuded powerful qi and blood that ghosts and gods could not approach.

He followed behind Meng Bingyun and walked directly in the direction where the voice came from.

The old lady followed them, following in unison.

The three of them turned across the waterhole and came to the small courtyard where children usually play.

As far as the eye can see, rows of white lanterns are hung all over the courtyard, not only at the door, but also on the walls and floors.

"That's where the voice came from."

Steward Wu walked directly towards the rockery in the courtyard, he was very fast, almost with a half-sprint action.

Swish.

Meng Bingyun watched Steward Wu's movements, and his steps paused, but he still followed, turned a rockery, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She looked back.

"Where's Mama Zhao?!"

Her pupils narrowed.

Steward Wu also hurriedly looked back, and the two of them were empty behind them, and they couldn't even see the slightest trace of the old woman's figure.

"Mama Zhao!"

He shouted.

No one responded.

The surroundings were quiet, and the white lanterns fluttered in the wind, making the whole yard even more deserted and eerie.

"Dream girl, use Dao to search."

He raised his right hand and bowed to Meng Bingyun.

The latter glanced at him, and then took out a piece of rune paper from his arms, I don't know what symbols were drawn on it, faintly shining with golden light, Meng Bingyun whispered two sentences, and then threw the rune paper into the sky.

The rune paper was suspended in mid-air, not falling, and then with a bang, the rune paper burned out of thin air in Meng Bingyun's gaze.

After a few seconds, all that was left was a pile of black ash sprinkled over.

"Failed? Or is Mama Zhao dead?! ”

Meng Bingyun's face was indifferent, but her eyes were slightly downcast, although she didn't like the other party, she didn't want the other party to have an accident for no reason.

A trace of spiritual thought welled up from his body.

"Steward Wu, you help me protect the Fa...."

Meng Bingyun's eyes froze.

But immediately she couldn't say anything more.

For in front of her, too, became empty.

Steward Wu is also gone.

Meng Bingyun's brows moved, she turned around and looked around. There wasn't a single sound around.

She moved and rushed out of the courtyard, looking far away towards the end of the pond, but still there was not a single figure in sight.

"Steward Wu!?"

She shouted.

No one answered.

Only her own voice echoed, constantly echoing over the pond.