After a tiring journey, they suddenly settled down, and suddenly sleepiness swept over their bodies, so the two of them had dinner and went back to the house separately to rest.

When the night turned, the whole mansion began to hang a breeze, and the dusty lantern of the black attic on the second floor began to slowly light up, and a vague drama slowly came out of it, the sound was poignant and fluttering, far and near, I couldn't hear what was singing, but there was a vague section of Yu Ji of Farewell My Concubine.

'Dawn makeup, grooming and dark clouds'

'Yurong lonely tears ripple'

'Warm in winter and spring'

'Full of sorrow and locking between the eyebrows'

........

The words were mournful, the sentences were desolate, and after the song was sung, the attic door was opened with a 'squeak'.

On the old and decaying wooden floor, a jade foot stepped out, wearing red luan embroidered shoes, and the expected floor trampling sound did not appear, and the jade foot stopped three inches from the ground.

With a 'whew', a red shadow floated out of it.

By the moonlight, you can see that the man is wearing a wedding dress, wearing a red hijab, his long black hair falls down to his waist, and his jade hands are white, but under the vague recognition, the nails on the five fingers have grown two inches, flashing with edge.

Li Wuchen didn't fall asleep, he was practicing in the house, the moonlight at night was beneficial to cultivation, and he still didn't get out of that peeping feeling.

'Knock knock .......knock' A sharp knock sounded on the door, Li Wuchen raised his head slightly, stared at it, with a murderous intent, the yin qi around him rose very quickly, the yin wind gusted, he had already realized it, and then shouted, "Where is the demon, dare to disturb my cultivation late at night?"

Hearing Li Wuchen's shouting, the knocking on the door outside suddenly stopped......

It didn't take long for Murong Wan'er to shout and scold, "You damn Li Wuchen, open the door for me!"

The door opened, Murong Wan'er was wearing a nightdress, stepping on silk embroidered shoes, and under Li Wuchen's gaze, she lay directly on the bed, covered her head with a quilt, and was reluctant to come out.

"Come on, too, there are ghosts here. ”

Murong Wan'er opened a small corner of the quilt and motioned for Li Wuchen to go over and huddle with her.

Seeing this, Li Wuchen laughed, Murong Wan'er, who is usually not afraid of heaven and earth, is actually afraid of some ghosts.

"Don't you hear someone singing, and in the flower pond there is a woman in red dancing in the moon. ”

Seeing that Li Wuchen didn't believe herself, Murong Wan'er suddenly exploded, revealing a small head, and grinning to describe the terrifying appearance of the woman outside.

"Have you forgotten that I am a Taoist priest?"

Li Wuchen grinned and patted the Taoist robe on his body and the peachwood sword on his back.

Murong Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and only then did she react, although the person opposite was a little despicable, he was indeed a real Taoist priest, and his means were not low, which was not comparable to those fake Taoist priests who were deceived and deceived.

"Then why don't you take her in?"

As soon as she thought of this, she was no longer afraid, she slowly got off the bed, pointed to the flower pond outside, her face was full of unhappiness, she believed that Li Wuchen must have known that there was something strange here, otherwise it would be impossible to be so calm.

"Tomorrow, she has no ill intentions, otherwise she would have gone to look for you. ”

Li Wuchen took a soft cushion, flipped it with his right hand, took out a large brush stained with cinnabar, and after drawing a spell to ward off evil spirits on the door, he smiled at Murong Wan'er and said, "My bed will be given to you, and I will do it today." ”

With that, he dragged over a cushion and sat cross-legged at the door.

The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of singing is getting more and more erratic, and even occasionally you can hear the sound of fingernails scraping the door at the door, but Murong Wan'er is not so scared, all because of the sense of security brought by this calm man at the door.

At that moment, she was no longer in a hurry to fall asleep, just lying on the bed, swinging her white and crystal jade legs, supporting her chin with both hands, and looking at Li Wuchen with a pair of beautiful eyes.

But what she didn't know was that the calmness on Li Wuchen's face was all pretended, it was definitely a big horror outside, and even Mrs. Bai couldn't take advantage of it, although he said that it was okay tonight, but he was guarding the door with two hundred percent vigilance.

Li Wuchen muttered "Taishang Wuwei Tao Te Ching" in his mouth, hoping to use the orthodox power of heaven and earth to make the evil obstacles outside dare not come in.

Fortunately, the night passed without any incident, and the drama outside quietly stopped after the rooster crowed, and the yin wind stopped when the first rays of light were emitted in the sky.

Li Wuchen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pushed open the door, everything was as usual, no different from yesterday.

The wind and the sun were beautiful, and when the morning glow laboriously passed through the clouds, Li Wuchen found that on the four corners of the two-story attic, there were a long string of silver bells, which were swaying with the wind, but did not make any sound.

"Grave bells?"

Li Wuchen came to the front and looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but be surprised, the so-called tomb bell is placed in front of the tomb by ordinary rich and noble families, and in front of the bedroom, I am afraid that no one dares to live, combined with yesterday's events, this Murong Mansion may have a lot to offer.

Before he could think about it for long, a maid came over, bowed down and said, "Young master, the eighth prince and the prince of Beijun are here, and now they are serving tea in the lobby." ”

Li Wuchen was stunned for a moment, then stopped his thoughts, turned around, and slowly walked towards the lobby of this mansion under the guidance of the maid.

"Brother Yi, are you okay?"

Lin Changan saw Li Wuchen, stepped forward and arched his hand, his eyes were full of concern, while Lin Zhi looked at Li Wuchen gloatingly.

Obviously, both men knew something.

Before Li Wuchen could answer, he went to Lin Zhi to speak, only to hear him ask, "What about Wan'er, why didn't she come over?"

"She was too tired yesterday and is still resting. ”

Lin Zhi's attitude made Li Wuchen quite annoyed, so he didn't care about teasing him.

This was said very ambiguously, and when he heard that Lin Zhi didn't have to think about it and misunderstood, his eyes widened, and he was about to beat Li Wuchen with his fist, but he was stopped by Lin Changan.

"It's boring for me to be alone, and there are still many empty rooms in my mansion, so when I came today, I ordered the housekeeper to clean up two rooms, why don't you move to me, and we can drink and have fun often." ”

Lin Changan's words were very subtle, he didn't mention anything wrong here, and he didn't want his righteous brother to risk staying here, so he didn't invite Li Wuchen to him.

"Thank you brother for your kindness, I have no dust in my heart. ”

Li Wuchen arched his hand towards Lin Chang'an, from Lingyun Peak to the capital, the old woman had not harmed him, so she placed him here, and she thought that there was a reason for her.

Moreover, he still remembered that Murong Wan'er had said that the old woman had lived there, indicating that there must be something in the middle that he didn't know.