Chapter 3137

During the daytime, the decorations hanging on the long corridor exude faint light, and the draft blows, these strips of cloth sway back and forth in the long corridor, like spirit-calling banners, looking extremely intrusive.

At the end of the dark corridor, under the sound of the wind, there seemed to be a faint cry, and the cry was a little shrill and tragic.

Mo Siyu turned to look at Chu Chuyan, lowered his voice and asked, "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?" Chu Chuyan asked.

"People's cries." Mo Siyu's hearing has always been keen, "Could it be that I heard it wrong."

"You heard me right, I heard it too." Chu Chuyan held her hand tightly: "I thought it was my hallucination just now, but it wasn't."

The wind was a bit strong, and the bells hanging in the corridor made a slight clashing sound, covering up the insignificant sound just now.

"Brother Yan, I want to go and have a look." Mo Siyu was a little nervous.

Just now when the butler asked her how long it would take for her to make the ointment, she disliked the butler for coming too frequently and asking too much, so she casually said it for more than three hours.

After the butler heard about it, he felt relieved and never came again.

Chu Chuyan held her shoulders and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, if you want to go, I will accompany you."

Mo Siyu tightly grabbed Chu Chuyan's clothes, and the two groped in the dark, walking forward step by step.

Mo Siyu's foot stepped on something, and there was a "click, click" sound, as if a brittle bone was broken, and it sounded extremely penetrating.

The further you go, the stronger the draft will be, blowing on your face like a cold hand caressing your face.

A faint howling sound mixed in the wind: "Let me out, let me out!"

The sound is far away, but it seems very close.

Just listening, you can feel the despair and collapse in that heart-piercing voice. Mo Siyu doesn't know where the courage comes from, so he lifts his feet and is about to run towards the source of the voice.

But before he ran a few steps, he was blocked by people rushing from the corner.

The butler was twisting a lantern, panting, seemed a little angry, and placed it in front of Mo Siyu, "Young Master Yu, where are you going?"

Mo Siyu and Chu Chuyan stopped and looked at the butler who suddenly appeared.

The light from the lantern was a little bright, illuminating the entire corridor. There was a thin layer of sweat on the butler's bald forehead, his eyes were alert, and his expression was tense and displeased.

Chu Chuyan was about to speak truthfully, but Mo Siyu answered first: "Of course you brought the finished cream to the high priest?

But this priest's mansion is so big, I don't know where to go out, and there is no guard at this gate, so I can only walk around and have a look. "

The butler looked at the long corridor that was about to end, "Both of you forgot the way I brought you here?"

"We came with you, butler, so why do we need to find our way?" Mo Siyu complained a little: "Besides, why is there not even a servant guard here?

It's pitch black, how do you know the way you came from? "

Hearing what Mo Siyu said, the housekeeper quickly regained his composure and slowed down his voice: "You two come with me, you can't get out ahead, it's sealed."

As he said that, the butler twisted the lantern and went around behind the two of them, and went back along the way they had just walked.

Mo Siyu stood still, still looking at the closed door ahead.

It seems to be locked by something, which is not very real.

Seeing that there was no movement between the two behind him, the butler urged, "Aren't you lost? Why don't you come out with me?"