Dressed in a dark purple cloak, a face that was almost transparent was hidden under the cloak, and its dark eyes shone mysteriously at night.

When the woman entered the house, her steps were light as if she were floating on the ground.

She first glanced at the sofa where Ling Yexun had sat down, her gaze stayed for a moment, and then she raised her head and looked in the direction of the second floor.

Ling Yexun is really tired.

There seemed to be some kind of magic in the bed, seducing him to completely relax himself and sink into it.

The clear moonlight shone through the window on Ling Yexun's face, and the thick eyelashes cast a butterfly-like shadow on his face, adding a sense of mystery to his three-dimensional and perfect features.

The woman stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at Ling Yexun, who was sleeping like a child, her red cherry lips rose slightly, and her eyes showed a real smile that she had not seen in thousands of years.

Ling Yexun saw her again in his dream.

Wearing an elegant white cheongsam, she gently held Ling Yexun's hand, stood on tiptoe and pecked him lightly on the cheek.

Ling Yexun's heart was immediately filled with a huge sweetness, and he couldn't help but smile, wanting to gently hug the woman's slender waist.

However, as soon as his hand touched the woman's body, the woman suddenly disappeared.

"Ahh

Ling Yexun opened his eyes in astonishment, and all he saw was the empty ceiling and the lonely room.

"It turned out to be a dream!" Ling Yexun picked up the pocket watch placed on the bedside, and it was already a quarter past twelve.

Ling Yexun sat up and buried his face between his hands in a gloomy manner, "I really can't wait for her?" ”

He couldn't sleep, so he went to the window and looked into the distance, but even with the clear moonlight, he couldn't see the distant scenery in the lonely dark night.

Contrary to the dream, a huge sense of loss enveloped him, making him feel so lonely for the first time.

Ling Yexun sat on the chair next to the bed until the sky was getting brighter, and it was not until the sun rose over the horizon that he was dead set on it, and he no longer waited for the arrival of the woman.

He had been hiding here all night, and he had already felt very content.

Because of the tragedy of the Huang family and Zuifeng Building, Ling Yexun, the wronged suspected murderer, can't continue to sit still here, he wants to use his own strength to find the real murderer.

When he opened the wardrobe in the bedroom, he was pleasantly surprised to find several women's coats, hats and wigs hanging in the closet.

Ling Yexun picked up the wig, and doubts welled up in his heart, "Wig? Is this her thing? ”

Putting aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, Ling Yexun picked up a wig and put it on his head......

Both the Huang Mansion and the Drunken Wind Building were sealed by the people from the police station, and Ling Yexun went around in two places after dressing up in disguise.

There were so many people during the day that it was inconvenient for him to move even if he was disguised, so he found an inn and stayed in a compromise between these two places, intending to move at night.

The waiting time is always long, and Ling Yexun's patience is about to reach its limit, and finally it is night.

In order not to arouse suspicion, he went out when it was just dark, hiding in an inconspicuous dark place, waiting for an opportunity to act.

The police station was also lurking in the shadows, and the two tragic events, which occurred at about the same time, alarmed the president, who ordered that the killer must be caught in the shortest possible time, and the police department was under tremendous pressure.

The moon is dark tonight, and it's a good time to act.

Ling Yexun took advantage of the slight relaxation of the police patrolling the night, jumped down at the base of the wall of the yellow house, and jumped into the courtyard.

He didn't walk into the inner house that day, but now he can still see the resentment of the sky, he walked lightly towards the inner house, the more he went to the inner house, the more he felt the temperature was cold, and the air seemed to be faintly mixed with a few miserable ghost cries.

Finally, Ling Yexun came to the location of the resentment, the inner house of the Huang family.

"This is Miss Huang's boudoir! Why is she still so resentful here? In order to explore the source of his resentment, he jumped on the window edge of Miss Huang's boudoir, gently opened the window and jumped in.

As soon as he jumped into the house, Ling Yexun was taken aback!

There was a person lying on Miss Huang's bed!

"Who?" Ling Yexun hurriedly lowered his voice and asked.

The man in the bed seemed to be asleep, and did not give him any response, not even moving.

Ling Yexun held his breath and slowly walked towards the bed, and by the faint light, he could barely see who the person on the bed was.

"How so?"

When Ling Yexun finally saw the person on the bed clearly, he couldn't help but gasp.

Lying on Miss Huang's bed was a delicately carved wooden figure!

The wood was carved to resemble a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and although the wooden figure was covered with a quilt, the clothes worn by the wooden figure were also well-made from the exposed collar.

Why is there a wooden figure lying on Miss Huang's bed?

Was this wooden man here all along, or was he placed here after the murder?

A huge question plagued Ling Yexun's heart, he cautiously checked the wooden man, but came to a conclusion that made him even more puzzled: This wooden man is Miss Huang!

Didn't you say that the eldest lady of the Huang family was weak? Even the onlookers yesterday knew, but why is Miss Huang a wooden man?

But in that case, Miss Huang was not included among yesterday's victims.

The wooden man was very ordinary, without any evil spirit and resentment on his body, and Ling Yexun did not find any resentment in Miss Huang's boudoir.

"What the hell is going on? Why did a maid come to report that Miss Huang was sick again when I came the day before yesterday? What secrets are still hidden in the Yellow House? ”

After wandering in Miss Huang's boudoir for a while, Ling Yexun found no other clues, and opened the door lightly, wanting to see if there were any clues outside the boudoir.

He had just put his hand on the door when there was a sudden sound of very soft breathing behind him.

He jerked his head back, and there was no one else in the room but him.

But he could hear it clearly, and the sound of very soft breathing was coming from behind him.

Ling Yexun retreated, furrowed his eyebrows, and looked at the room with bated breath.

His eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and he could see everything in the room clearly, and after examining it, his eyes finally fell on the strange wooden man.

Tensing his nerves and preparing his mind, Ling Yexun came to the wooden man's side again, leaned down slightly, and put his ear close to the wooden man's mouth and nose.

"Whew-"

A very light breath squirted into Ling Yexun's ears, and he immediately straightened up and looked at the wooden man in surprise.

The wooden man actually moved!

Its mouth opened slightly, and its closed eyes slowly opened!

Ling Yexun was the first time he had seen such a strange statue, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and hurriedly entered the state of preparing for battle, if this wooden man was really some kind of demon, he would definitely not show mercy.

"Who are you?" Ling Yexun asked sharply with a preemptive strike.

"Help me!"

The wooden man spoke! It was a girl's voice.

"Who are you?" Ling Yexun asked vigilantly.

"Save me......" The wooden man's voice was weaker than just now, and his wood-colored eyes were bleeding and tearful!

Seeing the blood and tears shed by the wooden man, Ling Yexun was shocked, "Who are you?" If you don't tell the truth, I'll turn you to ashes in no time! ”

"I'm Huang Yidan, the eldest lady of the Huang family."

"Are you the eldest lady of the Huang family? How is this possible? Ling Yexun naturally didn't believe it, and became a little more vigilant about the wooden people.

"This son, since you have the ability to come to my room, you must not be an ordinary person. I've been trapped here for ten years, and as long as you can let me out, I'll go to the underworld to ask for Yin Virtue for Engong! ”

Huang Yidan's tone was earnest, and the blood and tears in his eyes were gurgling out, which was terrifying.

"Since you are the eldest lady of the Huang family, how can you be a wooden man?" Ling Yexun asked patiently, just wanting to solve his doubts.

"My soul is imprisoned in this wooden man, and my body is not here." Huang Yidan's tone was sad, when she said this, all she could move was her mouth and eyes, and she didn't look threatening.

Ling Yexun took a step closer to her and continued to ask, "What the hell are you doing?" Why this experience? ”

"As long as Eun Gong is willing to listen, I will tell Eun Gong why I am trapped in this wooden man." Huang Yidan's voice became weaker and weaker, and Ling Yexun couldn't help but move closer to her again.

"My father's name is Huang Shanju, and he has always been an official, but then my mother died of illness when I was seven years old, and my father resigned from the government and started business. This house was handed down by my ancestors, who left me in the house when he went out to do business, and was cared for by the nurses and servants of the house, until I was eight years old, and nothing went wrong. When I was just nine years old, my dad came back, and he brought back a woman. The woman was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and my father asked me to call her aunt. I was probably beginning to be sensible at that time, and understood that my father was going to continue the strings sooner or later, so I obediently called the woman's aunt.

From then on, when my father went out to do business again, my aunt stayed at home to accompany me. At the beginning, everything was fine, my aunt was very beautiful, and there was still a little resemblance between my own mother's eyebrows and eyes. She treats me very well, and I treat her sincerely, and I really think that she will become my second mother. Once my father came back from going out, my aunt and I were full of joy to pick up the wind for him, but he didn't want to be so patient with me every time he came back, so he asked me to go back to the room just after dinner, saying that he had something to tell my aunt. I don't know what they said, but my aunt hasn't had a smile on her face since that night, and I've not been treated as well as I used to. Another year later, when I was 10 years old, my aunt committed suicide by hanging herself from a beam in her bedroom with my father! ”

As soon as Huang Yidan said this, a dark shadow suddenly flashed outside the window.

Midnight hurriedly jumped to the window to check, but there was nothing outside the window.

At this time, Huang Yidan suddenly let out a scream of struggle.

"Ahh

Ling Yexun immediately turned around, and Huang Yidan's body was wrapped with several black gases.