Chapter Seventy-One: There Must Be Ghosts

"I like it, I like it." Zhuo Chen glanced at Mo Shihuan next to him playfully.

When everyone retreated, the two began to walk around the courtyard.

The flowers and plants planted in the courtyard have long been withered and yellow, except for a set of stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, the rest of the things are crooked and upside down, many places have cobwebs, the door of the room has fallen to the ground, and the furnishings inside can be seen at a glance.

Mo Shihuan approached and looked inside, the cabinet door was wide open, and he took away all the valuable things, leaving only this yard without anyone to take care of, and the dust and fallen leaves in the house didn't care, making the yard full of a rotten smell, what kind of hatred and resentment is this!

Could it be that the mother of the original owner did something that made the family jealous? No wonder everyone behaved so strangely when she mentioned it. Thinking of this, Mo Shihuan subconsciously sighed, turned to look at the maid who brought her over, and the maid thought that Mo Shihuan was going to blame her, so she hurriedly explained.

"Miss Mo, this yard was originally planned to be demolished and rebuilt, but it was delayed for some reason, and no one lived on the left and right, so the door was locked directly, and no one came to clean it up."

The maid who brought Mo Shihuan over was also a little weak for a while, but fortunately, Mo Shihuan didn't know what was going on, thinking about fooling around, and even if she could get by on face, she was really embarrassed by her mother's family.

Listening to such a careless explanation, Mo Shihuan also guessed the maid's thoughts, knowing that even if he asked, he couldn't ask anything, so he waved his hand to show that he didn't care, thinking of changing his way to talk about it.

"I know, I know, you subordinates also have their own masters, and sometimes it's really hard to do. It's just a pity that my mother's yard, the weeds in front of the door are born and dead and alive, and they are piled up on the threshold, and if she has a spirit in the sky, she will definitely be sad. ”

As he spoke, Mo Shihuan pretended to look up at the sky, pretending to be sad.

Zhuo Chen looked at Mo Shihuan's appearance, but suspected that her previous heartless appearance was pretended, after all, it was her mother, who could really not care.

Thinking like this in his heart, he felt a little more disgusted with Mo Shihuan's indifferent mother's family, and commanded lightly.

"Get a few people to clean up this place."

The maid looked at the weeds on the ground and the wide open door, and replied in a low voice.

"His Royal Highness King Liang, this courtyard has been deserted for a long time, I'm afraid it's not easy to clean. Why don't you go to the main hall with Miss Mo to drink tea. ”

"What? This king can't call you? This is Huan'er's mother's yard, and it is her mother's house, and the reception after entering the door is enthusiastic, but at the moment she doesn't even want to clean, is it possible that the previous enthusiasm is pretended? ”

The maid was speechless when asked, and replied hesitantly.

"Slave maid...... The slave didn't dare, but according to the old saying, Miss Mo was someone else's daughter after all, and now she didn't live at home......"

"According to your wishes, Huan'er shouldn't have come this time. Listen, the deep love between mother and daughter is natural, Huan'er is even more filial piety to visit her mother today, if you don't clean it today, this king has a reason to clean you up. ”

After Zhuo Chen finished speaking, the maid hurriedly ran away, and after a while, she brought four or five small servants to clean the courtyard before leaving.

Seeing that the idlers and others were gone, Mo Shihuan re-entered the yard and rummaged through a pile of miscellaneous items.

Zhuo Chen stood aside, not knowing what she was looking for, and walked a few steps closer to ask questions.

"What's the problem here?"

"There must be ghosts, their attitude is not right, and the cause of my mother's death may not be as simple as I thought. Otherwise, why did they not answer, and even the yard where she lived had to be sealed? ”

Rummaged through and found nothing, Mo Shihuan lived in the guest room under the leadership of the maid, took a comfortable bath, and deliberately did not let the next person in, but hid in the room and looked at the books.

Zhuo Chen's guest room is next door to Mo Shihuan, and it is boring to sit alone, so he simply comes to visit the door. Seeing Mo Shihuan lying on the bed reading a book very indecently, he couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

"I don't see you like to read on weekdays."

Mo Shihuan sat up when he heard the sound, rubbed his sore arm, and smiled mysteriously.

"You don't know! I'm looking at family history, and all the people and things in my family are recorded in it, and I think if I can find my mother's part, I should be able to find clues. ”

After speaking, Mo Shihuan leaned on the head of the bed and turned the pages more vigorously, but who knew that the back of the pages was torn off a few pages, Mo Shihuan looked at it patiently for a long time, but got such a result, and immediately threw the book to the ground.

"Play with me this is! I thought I could find it, but I saw that the key place was torn off! ”

Zhuo Chen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her little temper and feeling very cute, kicked the book farther away, and said lightly.

"Tell me what you want to know, maybe you can find it somewhere else?"

"Sure enough, His Royal Highness King Liang is smart, help me investigate the origin of the family, the place that was torn off should be related to this."

I thought that the investigation would take three or five days, but who knew that I got the news in the evening, saying that it was related to the Wu clan.

This investigation has involved more and more things, could it be that it is because of secretly playing witchcraft that it is being countered or remembered by the enemy?

Mo Shihuan was eating while making up for the love and hatred of the ancestors of the family, and finally decided to return to the courtyard to continue looking for clues.

Since it's related to the Wu Clan, maybe there will be books or hidden compartments left in that room. Inadvertently, the room was churned into a mess.

In order not to attract attention, Mo Shihuan deliberately waited until everyone in the house had fallen asleep before going around into the courtyard to rummage, who knew that she had calculated everything, and finally forgot that the guest room was separated from this courtyard by a wall.

Zhuo Chen had already lay down, but he couldn't fall asleep because of the noise of those unknown voices, so he simply got up and put on his clothes.

"Flying Eagle, there's a lot of movement next door, I'm afraid it's someone, go take a look."

Feiying walked in front, and when he entered the courtyard, he walked straight to the room where the sound was made, but Mo Shihuan was startled, and he saw Feiying's face clearly through the candle before he was relieved.

"I'm scared to death, what are you doing here at night?"

"I should have asked the girl why she came here late at night and made a lot of noise......

A light cough interrupted Feiying's words, and at this moment, Feiying stepped aside, Zhuo Chen slowly walked inside, looked at the mess in the room, and replied with a chuckle.

"I thought it was someone who was afraid of being found evidence to prevent future troubles, but who would have thought that you would be so blatant. That is, it is far away, otherwise someone would have been looking for it a long time ago. Alas, leaving you alone in this kind of place late at night is really wrong with this king, what are you looking for, this king will accompany you. ”

When Mo Shihuan heard him say this, he was naturally proud in his heart, and pulled his sleeve and walked out.

"I've seen it all inside, and then I'll look outside."

Mo Shihuan took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and gently sprinkled some on the ground.