Xu is Ling Yexun's sincere gaze gave Huang Yidan a sense of security, and she let out a long lament, "But I really can't remember how I died." ”

Ling Yexun frowned, and said calmly: "Your soul was sealed in the wood carving, obviously someone deliberately did it. But now it seems that this should not be done by Aunt Huang, but since your wood carving can be in the boudoir, it means that your father must know about it. The daughter died, make a wood carving and put it in the daughter's boudoir, maybe your father misses you, and yesterday morning I didn't take your wood carving away from the police station, they should also understand your father's behavior. But there is one thing I don't understand, why did you pass away, and the maid went to report to your father that you were sick again? People out there don't know you're dead. ”

As soon as Ling Yexun's doubts came out, Huang Yidan was also stunned.

"This ...... Why, exactly? ”

At this time, Ling Yexun noticed that Aunt Huang's face showed a strange expression.

"Aunt Huang, do you know anything else?" Ling Yexun asked coldly, giving her invisible pressure.

"I don't know anything!" Aunt Huang replied in the affirmative, but she looked very weak-hearted.

Ling Yexun was no longer kind to her, and took a step closer to her and asked with a cold face: "I originally took pity on you, I have always been kind to you, and I sincerely want to speak for you in front of the Hades King." But if you don't report it, and Miss Huang's soul is trapped in the wood carving forever, don't blame me for being unkind to you! ”

"I really don't know!" Aunt Huang denied it emotionally, and her eyes inadvertently glanced out the window.

Ling Yexun immediately caught her eyes and looked out the window.

A dark shadow flashed through the window.

"Stop!" Midnight screamed, and jumped out of the window to chase the dark shadow.

After coming outside, Ling Yexun found that there was still a thick resentment hovering over Miss Huang's boudoir, but he didn't have time to find out whose resentment came from, so he chased the black shadow on the roof.

Ling Ye was too involved in the pursuit, forgetting that there were police guards around the yellow house, and his behavior attracted the attention of the police, shouting: "Oh no, there are thieves!" ”

"Oops!" Ling Ye found that he had exposed his traces, and his heart sank.

But the shadow wasn't far from him, and maybe he could catch up sooner.

Ling Yexun was unwilling, and continued to chase the black shadow.

Ling Yexun and Black Shadow both jumped on the roof with agility like walking on the ground, and it didn't take long to shake the cops away.

"Damn, what the hell is it?"

The shadow was getting closer and closer to Midnight Hunt, but he was always close to catching up, much to his annoyance.

Suddenly, the shadow suddenly stopped.

Ling Yexun didn't dare to act rashly, and forced himself to stop, only then did he see what the black shadow was.

The black shadow seemed to be a skeleton draped in black sheets, and when the wind blew on it, it seemed to fall down as soon as it blew.

Ling Yexun asked sharply, "Who are you?" ”

The night wind blew the wide black cloth sheet, and the thing hidden under the cloth sheet moved slightly, and Ling Yexun's heart immediately rose to his throat, for fear that it would be blown off the roof.

Ling Yexun put his hands behind his back, chanting a spell in his heart, ready to cast a spell on the black shadow at any moment to trap it.

Suddenly, another night breeze blew, and a corner of the black cloth sheet was lifted, and a faint purple flashed under the black cloth sheet.

Ling Yexun's eyes widened, and his heartbeat almost stopped.

"Is that you?"

The shadow moved in a hurry, hiding the purple flicker, and then suddenly vanished into thin air.

"Stop!" Ling Yexun shouted in astonishment, shock and helplessness surging into his heart at the same time.

"How is that possible? Is it really her? Ling Yexun was shocked, and only then did he vaguely smell the unique breath that belonged to that woman in the air.

"It's really a disappointment, why was the good Chunniang killed? The Drunken Wind Building has also been sealed, and I don't know when it will reopen. ”

"Yes, I've been made so angry by the girls in the Drunken Wind Building over the years, and I can't look down on other girls! Well, this time, I can't spend any money! ”

The disappointed nagging of the two men reached Ling Yexun's ears very clearly, and he looked over and found himself standing on the roof directly above them.

"Ah, this is the Drunken Wind Building!" Ling Yexun was surprised to find that his location was actually the roof of the Drunken Wind Building!

"Did she bring me here on purpose?" Thinking of this, Ling Ye cautiously lay down on the roof.

After the roof was hidden, Ling Yexun's eyes were fixed on the courtyard of the Drunken Wind Building, and from his current position, he could see the entire Drunken Wind Building.

"Whew-"

A slight noise came from the yard, Ling Yexun held his breath to find the direction from which the sound came, and was ready to shoot at any time, but a mouse slipped across the yard at this moment.

Ling Yexun shook his head helplessly, and smiled bitterly for his grass and trees.

Just when he thought he was too nervous, a scream suddenly came from a room.

Ling Yexun didn't have time to think, so he neatly turned over and jumped into the courtyard, and went straight to the room where he screamed.

The door was kicked open, and a woman covered in blood was already lying on the ground.

The woman's screams couldn't help but alarm Ling Yexun, and also alarmed the policemen who were guarding the door of the drunken wind building, and several policemen ran in in a hurry, and happened to see Ling Yexun standing there.

"You've got a bastard! Brothers, get him! ”

The police regarded Ling Yexun as a murderer and vowed to arrest him.

Ling Yexun saw that the woman covered in blood was still staring, and his mouth was slightly open, he wanted to ask the woman what the murderer looked like, but he didn't have time, so he could only jump on the roof again with regret.

"Miss Huang and Aunt Huang will be fine, right?" Ling Yexun was not only to avoid the police, but also worried about their situation, I don't know if Aunt Huang will spill her resentment on Huang Yidan after she leaves.

Once again, the policeman was left behind by Ling Yexun, and no one knew that he had returned to the Yellow House.

The current police force of the Huang Mansion has been several times more than before, and there are also two policemen guarding the door of Huang Yidan's boudoir.

Ling Yexun hung upside down on the eaves, and saw Huang Yidan's wood carving lying calmly on the bed from the crack in the window, but Aunt Huang's soul was nowhere to be found.

In order not to be discovered by the police, Ling Yexun had to leave here patiently for the time being.

Suddenly, he thought of a place where he might find some clues about the killer.

The midnight morgue was particularly eerie, the police guarding the morgue had already secretly drunk some soju and fell asleep, Ling Yexun lightly took the key from his waist and opened the door of the morgue.

A creepy aura of death suddenly hit his face, Ling Ye steadied his mind, covered his mouth and nose and came to the middle of a corpse covered with a white cloth.

At that time, there were no freezers to store corpses, but fortunately it was autumn and the temperature was not high, so the corpse gas was not so strong.

Ling Ye looked for the hazy moonlight outside the window, lifted the white cloth on the corpse's face one after another, and looked for the corpses of Huang Shanju, Chunniang and his buddies.

"Strange, why not?" Ling Yexun searched one by one, but found no of their bodies.

Ling Yexun was annoyed, he couldn't stand the frustration of getting nothing anymore.

But in the end, he could only compromise in the face of reality and quietly sneaked back into the inn.

Ling Yexun didn't feel sleepy at all, lying on the bed tossing and turning, and the woman's face appeared clearly in front of him.

The memories came to an abrupt end.

A hundred years later, Ling Heng was still tossing and turning in bed, and he didn't know why he had such a deep obsession with that woman.

"In the last year, if you can't find her again, you should give up, right?"

Ling Heng stared at the ceiling and muttered to himself, the cat's meows outside the door began to rise and fall again, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.

The fiery red sun began to rise slowly over the horizon, and Ling Heng, who had not slept all night, stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery in the distance.

The phone rang suddenly, Ling Heng frowned slightly and came to the bedside to pick up the phone, which showed an unfamiliar number.

"Hey."

As soon as Ling Heng spoke, a serious man's voice came from there: "Can you be Mo Xiaoya's boss?" ”

"I am, what's wrong with her?" Ling Heng's voice was still very calm, but his heart began to beat faster.

"I'm her landlord, it's time for her to pay the rent! Today is the last day, and if she doesn't pay the rent again, I'll force her things out! ”

Ling Heng was stunned, "Why didn't you call her?" ”

The landlord's voice was a little impatient, "Her phone is off." She left the phone number of the emergency contact on the rental contract, and I called you. ”

Ling Heng pressed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Send your bank card number, and I'll transfer it to you." ”

"That's pretty much it!" The landlord hung up satisfied.

"Why did this guy lose contact?" Ling Heng immediately called Mo Xiaoya, but her mobile phone was still turned off.

After transferring the money to the landlord, Ling Heng couldn't rest assured, and hurriedly washed up and drove to Mo Xiaoya's house.

He remembered Mo Xiaoyajia's address, but it was the first time he had gone.

After coming to Mo Xiaoya's door, Ling Heng just wanted to knock on the door but stopped his hand in mid-air.

The landlord should have knocked on the door, and Mo Xiaoya should not be at home.

"That's all there is to it!" Ling Heng thought about it and decided to break in.

Unlocking all kinds of door locks was easy for him, and after opening the door easily, Ling Heng came to Mo Xiaoya's house with bated breath.

Although Mo Xiaoya is a female ghost who borrows the corpse to resurrect her soul, she is also hundreds of years old, but she is very receptive to new things, so the decoration of the house is not as retro as Ling Heng's house, but full of modern atmosphere.

The rectangular and transparent bachelor apartment is clear at a glance, Mo Xiaoya is really not at home, and she has not returned overnight.

"What's going on? Could it be that something happened to her too? Ling Heng tightly twisted his two thick eyebrows, and two cold lights burst out of his eyes.

The sun has left the horizon and is shining brightly in the sky.

Ye August, who was pale in a hospital gown, was looking out the window in a daze, her eyes following the trajectory of the sun, as if she was not afraid of the dazzling sunlight at all.

A deep confusion gradually hung over her face, and she murmured:

"Who am I?"