In the middle of the night, a ghost-like person appeared out of thin air, turned around and found himself in an eerie way.
Such a scene is indeed a bit scary for ordinary people!
Mrs. Yun was young at the time, and it seems reasonable to have a deep memory because of the strong fright...
But, that’s it?
Yun Luo couldn't understand, "You remembered that person for thirty years just because he glanced at you?"
Are ordinary people so timid?
Yun Luo doesn't feel scared at all even when walking alone in the ancient tomb in the middle of the night. He really can't understand Mrs. Yun's fear.
She even wondered if she had made up a story to lie to her.
I was so shocked that I remembered it for thirty years? Isn’t this memory so incredible?
"No, more than..."
Mrs. Yun shivered and said, "That man not only saw me, but also smiled at me. I remember clearly that his eyes were red! It seemed like they were still glowing, really like a ghost..." p>
The corner of Yun Luo's mouth twitched, "What kind of person is that?"
"It seems to be a man. He is covered in a black robe. His face cannot be seen. He is half a head taller than King Lin. His voice is extremely hoarse, a bit like the voice of an old man."
Saying this is the same as not saying it.
Yun Luo was speechless, "What happened next?"
"I saw him handing something to King Lin. The two of them whispered something, and the man disappeared quickly. Before leaving, he glanced at the place where I was hiding and smiled at me again.
Laughed."
Mrs. Yun suddenly shuddered and subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug herself.
"I don't know why, but when he smiled, I felt like I was frozen, very cold, very scared..."
"I stayed there for a long time and didn't come back to my senses. When I came to my senses, King Lin and that person had already left. I didn't dare to tell anyone about it, so I was so scared that I fled back to the room and fell ill afterwards.
One game."
Yun Luo was thoughtful and asked: "What did that person give to King Lin?"
Mrs. Yun said uncertainly: "It seems to be...a token."
Yun Luo's heart skipped a beat, "What kind of token?"
Could it be...?
She suddenly had a suspicion in her mind.
However, what is speechless is that Mrs. Yun remembers the unimportant details very clearly, but forgets the important things.
"I can't remember clearly, I just remember it was a white token, the size of a palm, shiny..."
Yun Luo frowned slightly and looked at her coldly.
Mrs. Yun said weakly with a guilty conscience: "I was scared at the time, and I really didn't see clearly."
After confirming that Mrs. Yun was indeed not lying, Yun Luo took a deep breath and suppressed the depression in his heart: "Is this the first suspicious thing you said?"
"Well..." Mrs. Yun didn't dare to say anything.
"What about the second thing?" Yun Luo asked again.
"The second thing is that when your mother passed away, I was in charge of the backyard of Yun Mansion. After I received the news, I was going to send someone to collect your mother's body..."
When the word "collecting the body" came up, Mrs. Yun glanced at Yun Luo anxiously, fearing that it would bring back bad memories for her.
Yun Luo had no expression on his face.
She recalled the situation at that time in her mind, but found that it was only a rough outline and the details were blurry.
When her biological mother died of illness, the original owner was not with her. She even only paid a quick visit to the funeral. Yun Qingyue was doing the things like paying homage to the crying spirit.