It was already midnight when Bo Ruoyou returned home. At noon the next day, Huo Weilou came to pick her up. The two of them visited the princess's mansion together. The eldest princess is still unconscious and can't remember the past. But she is stupid and happy every day, and she is rarely angry and crazy, and she is quite at ease.

She did not recognize Huo Weilou that day. The three of them finished lunch. Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou accompanied her to fold a few wintersweets into bottles. When the sunset was drooping, Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou left the princess's mansion.

After getting on the carriage, Huo Weilou went to the Marquis' Mansion. But Bo Ruoyou said slowly. She held Huo Weilou's hand, "Mr. Marquis, let's go out of the city to have a look tomorrow."

Huo Weilou's expression became calm.

Bo Ruoyou sighed when she saw him, and she was afraid, otherwise she would not have waited until after his birthday, but she didn't want to delay the end of the New Year. If the case is not solved for a day, she will have a restless life this year.

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, "Now go to Ming's house?"

Bo Ruoyou expected that Huo Weilou knocked on the carriage, and the driver turned his horse's head.

This was decided by Bo Ruoyou. In order to celebrate his birthday, he said that he would reply to Ming Guilan three days later. Huo Weilou understood this and only held Bo Ruoyou's hand tightly in the carriage.

When he arrived at the Ming Mansion, he reported the reason and soon came out. Seeing that the two of them came together, Ming Guilan immediately understood. After discussing the time, Huo Weilou sent Bo Ruoyou back to the mansion.

On the way, Huo Weilou looked at his face without saying a word. Bo Ruoyou tilted his head to look at his appearance. He thought about how cold and terrifying Huo Weilou was in Qingzhou. At that time, she was quite afraid of him. She would never have thought that there would be the current situation. At present, Huo Weilou would not be afraid no matter how strange a person is, she would not feel afraid.

Huo Weilou was watched like this, but he couldn't hold back his eyes. He looked soft and his worries could not be concealed. When he was a teenager, he fought on the battlefield and later took charge of the Zhizhi Office. Everyone knew that he was ruthless and ruthless. He had not been so indecisive for countless years.

He wrapped her five fingers in his arms and explained warmly, "I don't have to worry too much if I wear warmer tomorrow and Gui Lan follows you."

He didn't know who he was trying to comfort his words, but Bo Ruoyou responded with a smile. Seeing that he was more nervous than her, she suddenly felt relaxed. The carriage slowly moved. Bo Ruoyou discussed the case with Huo Weilou and discussed the tolerance, and he returned to his calm and steady appearance.

When she returned home, she spent dinner with Cheng Yunzhi, and accompanied him to read medical books in the study for a while. In the end, she just told Cheng Yunzhi: "Entertainment Father, tomorrow I want to go out of the city to see where I found my brother's corpse."

Cheng Yunzhi naturally had worries, and Bo Ruoyou said that Huo Weilou was with him, which made him relieved.

Early the next morning, Huo Weilou came to pick her up from the city. Ming Guilan was waiting at the gate of the city. The two sides met and headed towards the Luo River outside the city.

The sky was gloomy for many days, and the group had just left the city and snow floated again. The cold wind whistled by. They followed lightly and went to the location of the ruined temple.

The banks of the Luo River are now very lively, even more so than before. The gentle slopes of the ruined temple are all removed. Now they have been bought by the nobles in the city to build a garden. The carriage is parked beside the road. Ming Guilan pointed at the hillside from the hill, "The ruined temple was there, only a stick of incense from the riverside market at the foot of the mountain. At that time, the pleasure boats and boats on the river were lively on both sides of the river. The market was only one long street, but now it has become a weather."

Bo Ruoyou looked towards the riverside in the distance, along the river, there were wine shops and tea shops lined up one after another, and various building boats were docked by the river. It was not yet noon, but there were yelling music and singing. When it was evening, you could imagine how lively it would be.

Ming Guilan pointed to the remote place in the distance, "The house I was looking for is an old house. It looks good outside, but it is already deserted inside. I ordered people to change it a little bit old, and I found the damaged Buddha statues, and set it up like the dilapidated temple in the past. It was only a few years away. I don't remember it clearly, and I can only look like a rough look."

Bo Ruoyou calmed down and said, "No obstacle, let's go now."

Ming Guilan's carriage leads the way, Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou's carriage follow behind, and the cold wind pours in from the gaps in the curtains, making Bo Ruoyou's hands cold. The closer she gets to the house that Ming Guilan buys, the more shocked she feels.

Huo Weilou wanted to warm her hands, but she pulled her hand out of Huo Weilou's palm, "Let me go in by myself later. No matter what happens, don't worry about me."

She didn't need Huo Weilou's comfort at this moment.

In her heart, the four-year-old Bo Lanzhou stayed in that long night forever. Now, she also wants to return to that desperate and fearful place. She should be frightened and helpless, and she should be isolated and helpless.

When the carriage stopped, Bo Ruo's face was condensed, and her uncontrollable nervousness made her back stiff. Without Huo Weilou's support, she got off the carriage, looked at the half-old courtyard in front of her, and made a little preparation, and stepped into the gate.

Huo Weilou was several feet behind and followed her slowly.

The snow in the yard was mottled and weeds were overgrown. The doors and windows facing the hall were all broken and fell to the ground. At this moment, several dark and faint window holes were whistling cold wind. Bo Ruoyou walked slowly to the door and saw the tilted Buddha statue inside the house at a glance.

The base of the Buddha statue collapsed, the body of the Buddha statue was mottled, the dust on the ground was covered with the spider webs on the beams, and the bright yellow curtains hanging around it were dirty and damaged. As thin as the light, you can vaguely hear the rustling of mice in the dark.

Ming Guilan put all his thoughts into it.

But Bo Ruoyou looked at the scene in front of her, except for the palpitations, she didn't think of anything else in her mind. She stepped into the house and glanced at the low cabinet under the window on the west side as she glanced at it.

The short cabinet is waist-high, and the cabinet door is closed. Above it, the cold wind raises several worn curtains, swaying ups and downs, and Bo Ruoyou slowly holds his breath.

The weather that day was as cold as today, and the sky was darker than it is now, and the wind was also yelling outside the window. A pair of four or five-year-old siblings were thrown on the ground like goods.

They were given a slight drug. The murderer saw them sleeping and found a rope to tie their hands and feet. Just a few months ago, a boy two years older escaped from here due to his own negligence.

The rope was tied quite firmly, and the murderer smiled mockingly, turned around and went out.

It was too cold on the ground. The cold brother woke up from his sleep. The four-year-old brother was weak and timid, and now he began to cry in depression. Even though his sister was afraid, her instinct for survival made her think about how to escape.

Bo Ruoyou looked around and saw the broken tiles piled up with dust on the ground.

Yes, the tiles, the sister curled up and touched the tiles, clumsyly cut off the ropes tied to the two of them in the darkness. The door was closed, and there was a dark night outside. There might be ghosts hidden in the cold wind that shouted. I just had to go out and swallow them.

However, we must not escape, the evil people will come back and they will run away.

The younger brother became more and more scared, and the older sister couldn't help crying. At this moment, the strange bell sounded, and the bell sounded more and more melodious, but in such a cold night, it was extremely gloomy and terrifying. The bell sounded closer and closer, and the devastating fear made them unable to move. At this time, with the thin dim light at the window frame, they saw the low cabinet in the corner.

Cold sweat was overflowing from Bo Ruoyou's forehead. The cold night twelve years ago and the light and shadow of today intertwined her, making her feel like a dream. Huo Weilou and Ming Guilan were waiting far away in the yard, but she felt like a ray of light on her back, as if the murderer of that night was staring at her outside.

She subconsciously walked towards the low cabinet.

Her heart was about to jump out of her cavity. The whole dilapidated main hall seemed to be a safe place. She became more and more afraid and her pace became faster and faster. When she walked to the low cabinet, she opened the cabinet door.

The low cabinet was divided into two layers, much smaller than she imagined. Her forehead leaped and suddenly she couldn't think of how to hide next. The cold wind behind her made the curtain rustle, as if the murderer's steps were approaching. Bo Ruoyou's breathing was rapid, his whole body was losing strength, and his eyes turned black. In a trembling situation that could not be stopped, she fell down softly.

The fear that only appeared in the dream controlled her especially clearly. It seemed that someone was talking in her ear. She carefully determined that it was the cry of a child. The tender cry cut her heart like a dull knife. Gradually, the cry became real, as if it was in the cabinet in front of her. Bo Ruoyou was extremely scared. She closed the cabinet door and wanted to escape from here, but the person couldn't stand up. At this moment, the devilish footsteps in the dream leaned towards her clearly.

A pair of hands grabbed her.

The fear of death made her burst out with strength. She struggled desperately, but her eyes became darker and darker. At this moment, she touched something in her hand. She gritted her teeth and pierced the hard object into the man...

"faint!"

"faint--"

In the boundless darkness, a distant cry awakened her consciousness. Bo Ruoyou opened her eyes in the endless chill, and then she met Huo Weilou's worried gaze.

She was taken to the carriage, and her whole body seemed to be fished out of ice water. Her fingertips still couldn't stop trembling. Her deep eyes were pitch black and empty, as if her soul was scattered, leaving only a body.

"Youyou, wake up, wake up—"

"She isn't awake? I want to be sure!"

"No, no delay, go back to the city immediately..."

Huo Weilou's voice was far and near, and Faruoyou's spiritual sense was like a faint candle. Huo Weilou held the person in his arms, holding a hand that would not shake even if he could not shake a hundred pounds of bow. At this moment, he couldn't hold her firmly.

"hurt……"
Chapter completed!