Yang Xian died on the roof.

When Ning Huanxin came to the hotel on the first day, she had already gone all over the place with Tang Jiyao, including this rooftop. At that time, she got nothing.

And tonight, maybe because of the rain during the day, there are a lot of small water on the roof.

It's very cold on the roof at night, and the cold wind is blowing on my face.

Rather Huan heart do not know did not feel to go to the edge of the roof.

The whole person stood there, closed their eyes, slowly feeling, feeling the aura of the whole mountain, which was much more than Yanjing city.

After a while, Ning Huanxin slowly opened his eyes.

This is the tallest of the three mountains near Hongcun, and the top floor of the hotel on the top of the mountain overlooks the whole village.

If you don't have so many doubts in my heart, I'd rather like it here. You can practice meditation here.

Unfortunately

She can't calm down tonight.

It was destined to be a restless night.

Rather happy heart suddenly turn head, looking at the empty rooftop behind, looking at the entrance of the roof.

There is only one gate to the roof, which is now closed.

Ning happy heart suddenly raised the lip angle, slowly left the edge of the roof, to the door.

The door is locked from the inside.

Rather happy heart is not unexpected, even without any panic.

She secretly runs aura, and once again a red flame rises in her hands. The flame pierces the door in an instant, and the door lock has disappeared. There was only a round hole in the gate.

Ning Huan heart smile, a face indifferent to go downstairs.

She was not in a hurry, and she did not walk very fast. Instead, she walked around in a leisurely manner.

After leaving the hotel and the villa, Ning Huanxin once again entered the village of red village.

In the middle of the village, near the old locust tree, Ning Huanxin stopped again.

She looked at the old locust tree more, and there was some strange light in her eyes -

the wandering spirits gathered on the old locust tree seemed to be Less.

Ning Huan heart pause for a moment, she just looked at, and did not approach the tree.

After a few minutes, she turned her head and walked quickly towards the Pigan family.

Closer, closer.

Pipan's house is at the end of the village, far away from other families. But now the whole courtyard is still well closed.

Ning Huan Xin stood at the door, gently pushed the door, the door was always locked inside.

There are people in the room.

Ning Huanxin silent smile, turned from the side of the courtyard wall that, quietly jumped in.

For an ancient martial arts master, it's really easy to turn over the wall.

In the room, preserved eggs are still sleeping.

At this time of day, he is sleeping.

Ghosts don't need to rest or sleep, but preserved eggs are more regular than human beings. They have to go to sleep every day as soon as the sun sets.

Why is this?

Maybe another person in the room can give us the answer.

At this time, in the small bedroom of preserved egg, there is a dark figure. He is lying under the bed, covered with dust.

"Uncle, don't turn it over."

Suddenly, there was a cold voice behind her.

The movement of the shadow stopped for a moment, and the tall body became stiff in an instant.

Rather happy heart opened their own mobile phone flashlight, small room, in an instant with a touch of brightness.

"Uncle."

Rather happy to see that figure gradually turned around, is old six.

At this time, old six did not have the honesty and sincerity of the day, his face was cold and his eyes were full of ferocious looking at Ning Huanxin.

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