Li Yao's face was not very good-looking when he saw me again, but he still received Lu Xiaoling very politely.

Old Man Lu didn't come out again this time, and Yang Shanshan and the others didn't show up, which may show that they are still not optimistic about me and Lu Xiaoling, two young people, can do something, and even don't trust it. It was only for Lu Yunwen's sake that we were allowed to visit again.

In this way, some things are not easy to ask him, but fortunately, Lu Yunwen has always been by our side, except for things related to himself and his younger brother, other things are the same for him.

"Xiuyao had an accident in this place." Lu Yunwen took us to a wooden corridor over the pond. "The first time someone saw her was in this place."

The water is clear and shallow, with large round pebbles underneath, and near the shore there are some aquatic plants that have begun to sprout just after the winter.

I tried it with my hands, and the railings on both sides of the corridor were very strong, and there was a real possibility that an active child would climb up and fall into the water.

"No one saw it happen?" Although there was already a record in the case file, Lu Xiaoling couldn't help but ask.

The place is very open, and you can see the gardener mowing the lawn in the distance, and the house that I like very much in the Lu Mansion is also showing half of its body in the bushes.

There should have been at least a dozen people moving around here at the time, but by coincidence, none of them saw her fall into the water?

Lu Yunwen shook his head, looking like he didn't want to talk about it.

"I'm sorry, but I still have to ask, that house was built for your mother?" Lu Xiaoling finally got the problem on the right track.

A trace of unhappiness flashed quickly on Lu Yunwen's face, but he hid it.

"I thought about it this way at the beginning, but when something happened to Xiuyao, everyone was very sad, and they didn't want her to leave us at a young age, so they all agreed to use it for her."

"The mausoleum of the Lingtang?"

"It's been renovated and it's still in the same place."

Lu Xiaoling looked at me.

Renovating is a big or small thing for Feng Shui metaphysics, but I doubt that if this spiritual chamber was built to appease Shao Lehua's anger, then repairing the mausoleum would be useful?

In other words, it may be more intuitive, if it is useful to repair the mausoleum, then what reason does Lu Xingming have to put the mausoleum of this woman he no longer loves and has a deep resentment towards himself in the place where he lives?

There is a lot of problem here, but we have no way to ask Lu Yunwen.

"Can you take us to see the places where your sister has been seen?" Lu Xiaoling asked. "If you can, it's best to be able to ...... in chronological order in which you saw her"

"That's going to ask Steward Li." Lu Yunwen said.

Li Yao then led us slowly along the garden, just as we had expected, the girl's trail was almost centered on the spirit chamber, gradually radiating outward, and so farthest she had reached was the porch of the Lu Mansion.

Why did she never appear in front of her family, and why did she never enter the Lu Mansion?

I think there may be a secret to her death and her soul that is lingering, but we don't have the means to find out.

"Has she been seen again recently?" Lu Xiaoling asked Li Yao.

"No one has seen her for more than a month."

Lu Xiaoling nodded silently, and then asked, "Can we go to the spirit room again?" ”

Li Yao looked at me and nodded silently.

Like last time, the outside of the mourning room was sunny and everything was normal, but the inside was full of dead air.

Lu Xiaoling couldn't see them, but she could feel them roughly.

"Is it so cold all the time?" She asked Li Yao in a different way.

"Cold?" Li Yao was stunned for a moment. "That's what winter looks like!"

There were dolls, flowers and all kinds of snacks on Lu Xiuyao's mourning hall, which must have been things she liked when she was alive, but she didn't see anything like incense.

The Lu family probably did not believe in Taoism or Buddhism.

However, this is also the norm for the people of Bactria because there have been too many invasions of various religions and even various schools in thousands of years of history, and for most people, the faith is not so religious. Many people worship when they see the temple, and they do not exclude the church when they see it. And many people will ask for something that cannot be explained by common sense, whether it is a bodhisattva or an angel.

In fact, the same is true of the Yin and Yang Warlock, the classics left to me by Master Lu are mainly Taoism, but there is no shortage of Buddhist classics, so I don't understand now which school I am the heir of.

Lu Xiaoling took out three sticks of incense. "Is that okay?" She asked Li Yao.

The latter nodded, and she lit the incense, bowed, and planted them in an orange placed on the mourning hall.

We started to check nearby, and there didn't seem to be any problem with the furnishings in the spirit room, most of the things should have been put in this way five years ago, but in order to confirm this, Lu Xiaoling still repeatedly checked Li Yao.

"Except for these things placed on the mourning hall, the other furnishings have not been touched." Li Yao told us with certainty.

The problem doesn't seem to be there.

I looked at the picture in the mourning hall, and the little girl in it was very beautiful, and her beautiful and bright smile made her look like an angel.

We started to inspect the outside of the mourning hall, but again, there were no problems, and what surprised us a little was the structure of the mourning hall, I don't know who designed it for them, and the dead air was firmly encased inside, without the slightest leak out.

"But if that's the case, then she shouldn't be able to come out." I whispered to Lu Xiaoling. "Unless the dead air doesn't belong to her."

Lu Xiaoling nodded silently.

We walked towards the fountain.

"Sun Yang!" Lu Xiaoling suddenly shouted.

I followed her gaze and found that the little angel on the top of the fountain was exactly what Lu Xiuyao looked like.

"This is specially carved by the old lady." Li Yao said in the back.

"Are you sure?" Lu Xiaoling asked.

The little angel had a harp in her hand and her eyes slightly closed, but the corners of her mouth were distorted, as if she was enduring some pain.

"How so!" Li Yao screamed, and his face turned white all of a sudden. "It wasn't like this before!"

"Two little masters, what the hell is going on?" Lu Su and the old man received us in the study again, maybe the meeting the day before yesterday did not go well, but what actually happened made them have to face this matter.

Yang Shanshan leaned softly on the sofa and couldn't cry anymore.

We were holding a photograph of the fountain when it was first built, and the corners of Lu Xiuyao's sculpture were indeed smiling, which was completely different from now.

"I wonder, why was this fountain built at that time, and who built it?" Lu Xiaoling asked slowly.