Neither of them interrupted the old woman's crying, and waited quietly, but the old woman was so sad that she did not stop after a quarter of an hour.

Ning Qing walked out of the house and looked around, but saw that the house was built on the slope of the mountain, and it would take at least two quarters of an hour to walk down the hillside to reach the lake.

As soon as the sky cleared, the distant lake sparkled like a brilliant jewel.

"Did you find anything?" Xiao Ningzi asked.

Ning Qing shook his head, "Except that they are all abnormally going to Linhu to touch shrimp." She turned to him and asked, "Are the shrimp near the lake famous?" At least she wasn't impressed.

"It's just a fresh lake, and only fishermen go to fish in the middle of summer. But children only like to play in the water, not touch shrimp. Xiao Ningzi said.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ning Qing's mind.

Midsummer!

It's winter now, and those children's accidents at the lake are also happening in late autumn. At that time, the water near the lake was already cold, who would want to go to the lake?

Needless to say, this is a strange thing. And, at such a distance, why do you have to touch the shrimp?

"Let's go back and ask the old woman."

"God, have pity on my old bones, at least I want to see people die and see corpses......" The old woman was still sobbing and choking, but her mood was relatively calm.

Ning Qing suddenly grasped the common denominator - all the children said that they were drowned, but not a single body was recovered.

"Is the lake big?" She turned around and asked Xiao Ningzi.

Xiao Ningzi frowned and thought for a while, "Big is quite big, but if someone drowns, it will definitely float, unless it ......"

"Unless it's sunk, or ......"

"Not dead at all." Xiao Ningzi continued.

Ning Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, it is impossible for a dozen children to drown without a single corpse. I haven't seen it, so there is still hope for survival?

Life, death, death, life.

Ning Qing hurriedly turned around and asked the old woman: "Old man, let me ask, how old is your grandson?" ”

The old woman stopped sobbing slightly, "Gengshen was born in the second month of Jiazi in the second month, but my mother left after he was born, why is my grandson's life so bitter!" ”

Ning Qing carefully calculated, the missing child was eight years old, born when he was a child, water life, extreme yin. She seemed to realize something, "Xiao Ningzi, you go and collect the birth dates of other children, hurry up." ”

Xiao Ningzi had to be ordered, and it turned out that the missing children were all born in the water when they were children, and they were all eight-year-old boys.

"The yang of the seven-year-old, the yin of the eight-year-old, the yin kills, and the yang is born. Looks like the children aren't dead yet! The corners of Ning Qing's lips curled up and smiled, "Let's go, let's go find the mansion of the Far North!" ”

Xiao Ningzi doesn't understand the five elements, and whatever Ning Qing says is what it is.

Ning Qing took the plum blossom snow needle to look for it little by little, and finally found the Song Mansion.

"How could it be the Song Mansion?"

Ning Qing stood at the door and doubted a few times, the mansion in front of her was exactly the same as in her memory, but after many years, the vermilion paint at the door had faded a little.

"Little master, are you sure this is it?" Xiao Ningzi asked.

Ning Qing nodded, the calculation might be wrong, but the repeated black qi escaping from the sky above the Song Mansion would not be wrong.

"This is the house of Song Nianhe, the head of the household, how can we get in?" Looking at the heavily guarded guards, Xiao Ningzi was a little big-headed.

yes, how do you get in?

Although she is very familiar with this house, she is afraid that entering it with her current identity will cause a storm.

But if she didn't go in, the spirits inside wouldn't be able to be found, so what about her relatives, the missing children?

"I'll think of a way."