"Where's the man? Do you know him?" Lu Junying asked.
Mrs. Qian nodded and shook her head, "I don't know him, but the clothes he is wearing are somewhat similar to those in the house. I think he must be a servant in my house."
"Have other people disappeared in the mansion recently, or more distantly, the number of people who have disappeared in the Qian mansion in the past two years." Mu Wanqing pretended that he had no intention of mentioning the missing people in the Qian mansion.
Seeing that Madam Qian was still hesitating to tell the two immortals in front of her, Mu Wanqing gave her earnest advice, "Madam Qian, if you don't tell the truth, we may not be able to help the evil spirits in your mansion."
"You need to know the cause and effect when solving problems for others, otherwise the resentment will not be resolved and the evil thoughts will not dissipate."
After being intimidated by Mu Wanqing, Mrs. Qian finally spoke with difficulty and told them one by one what she had not told them before.
According to Mrs. Qian, the servants in the mansion disappeared earlier than she guessed. The first time people started to disappear in the mansion was five years ago. After that, two or three people disappeared in the mansion basically every half month.
Mu Wanqing made a careful calculation. If four people disappeared in a month, the total number of missing people in the past five years would be at least 240.
More than two hundred and forty people have been refined into corpses. Even if there are ten more Lu Junying, they will probably be cold, and next time there will be more familiar figures among the corpses.
Thinking of how he almost fell into the enemy's trap last night, Mu Wanqing always felt a chill on his back.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, I'm afraid she would have ended up like the two corpses lying on the stretcher, painted with ugly makeup by weird people without any aesthetics. This is absolutely intolerable.
"What do you think?" Lu Junying pulled out a big chicken drumstick and specially left one for Mu Wanqing.
"What?" Mu Wanqing seemed a little hungry. He took two chopsticks for each dish and the whole bowl was piled full.
Lu Junying chewed the chicken in her mouth and swallowed it, "As for what Mrs. Qian said, do you feel anything is wrong?"
Mu Wanqing lowered her head and poked at the food in the bowl with her chopsticks. She didn't seem to pay much attention to the question raised by Lu Junying: "Oh? What's wrong?"
"I can't tell, but my intuition tells me that Mrs. Qian may have some important clues or things that she hasn't told us. And these things that she hasn't told us are most likely the key to solving the whole thing."
Seeing that Mu Wanqing didn't react much after hearing her suspicions, Lu Junying stood up angrily and pointed at Mu Wanqing's nose and cursed, "You...you have noticed it a long time ago! You make me look like a fool, you know
Don’t say anything to me, we are in the same team, do you understand?”
Mu Wanqing was stunned, and then he raised his voice and cried loudly: "Senior brother, why are you so cruel? I didn't do it on purpose!"
Seeing Mu Wanqing's change of attitude so quickly, Lu Junying couldn't help but secretly thought, this guy is acting like crazy again. He is such a good actor, it would be a pity not to develop in the film and television industry.
The servants cleaning the yard were attracted by the cries and glanced into the house from time to time. Lu Junying was at a loss and had to put down the bowl and chopsticks to coax Wan Qing, "Miss, my fault, don't cry.
Yes, please."
Lu Junying glanced at the people watching the excitement outside the house, and continued to coax: "Stop crying, everyone else thinks I'm messing with you. Whatever you want, you tell me, I will listen to you."
"Really?" Mu Wanqing's crying stopped abruptly.
Zhuo! Got plotted again!
Lu Junying patted her chest to comfort herself, "It's okay. My junior sister, it won't be embarrassing to lose."
"Indeed, you are the only one who is best suited to do this." Mu Wanqing looked at Lu Junying with intoxication in her eyes.
Under Mu Wanqing's urging, Lu Junying took a few sips of water after lunch and hurried out to find out the news.
Mu Wanqing was different. He ate slowly and even asked for some fruit after the meal. He had an amazing time.
Mu Wanqing was carrying a fruit plate and walking in Qian's Mansion while eating. To the people around her, she didn't look like a disciple from a major cultivating immortality sect, but rather like a young lady from a nouveau riche family.
No, it still doesn’t work. The people in the Qian Mansion are really too strict. Except for the work they are responsible for, they basically keep silent about other strange things like the disappearance of the Qian Mansion. They either say they don’t know, or let Mu
Mu Wanqing went to ask his wife and housekeeper, but even though Mu Wanqing had pretended to be very easy-going, he kept tempting her with delicious food.
Even though I knew they had a problem, I just couldn't do anything about it.
Mu Wanqing had walked around the entire courtyard two or three times since he finished eating, but he didn't find anything new.
This unscientific!
From the moment Mu Wanqing stepped into the door of the Qian Mansion, a sense of discomfort has been surrounding her, as if to remind her that the answer lies inside.
What exactly is the problem? Did you just overlook some details?
Ah, by the way, how could I forget him!
Mu Wanqing almost wanted to smash his own head in. The young master of the Qian family who sent them food that night seemed to be quite easy to get along with because he was afraid that they would be hungry. Maybe they could get some unexpected answers from him.
Mu Wanqing glanced around, selected a younger maid, and politely took out the grapes on her plate: "Little sister, come and help me eat some grapes. My brother insists that I finish all these grapes before he comes back."
, otherwise you have to teach me again."
"You probably heard about it at noon. My brother is very cruel! I don't like this stuff, so it would be a pity to throw it away. Please do me a favor, little sister, and help me!"
The little maid got the upper hand in the back and forth pushback with Mu Wanqing, so she had to hold the plate with both hands and shouted to the old woman who was playing with flowers and plants: "Sister-in-law, grapes, eat."
The old woman smiled and nodded, "Yaya, eat it, my sister-in-law doesn't like eating that stuff."
At that moment, Mu Wanqing's buried memories were dug out.
"Eat it Xiaochi, mom doesn't like fish."
Mu Wanqing tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, with a smile on his face, "Ya Ya, right? Can I ask you about someone? Do you know which courtyard Mr. Qian lives in?"
Yaya shook her head.
Don’t you know? That shouldn’t be the case. Yaya is in the beginning of her love life at this age, and Mr. Qian is very handsome. It’s impossible for her not to pay attention at all, unless she has abnormal aesthetics.
While thinking about it, Mu Wanqing was taken to her sister-in-law by Yaya to help ask about Mr. Qian. The old woman also shook her head and said that she had never heard of Mr. Qian in the ten years she had been here. Maybe she had never heard of him while away from home.
Returned home.
Only then did Mu Wanqing realize that she had been preconceived and fell into a misunderstanding from the beginning.
It was not necessarily the young master of the Qian family who served them dinner in the Qian Mansion in the middle of the night wearing luxurious clothes. It could also be the nobles living in the mansion, or the enemies who disturbed the peace of the Qian Mansion and killed her and Lu Junying.
