Nangong Qianyi walked for a long time, looking left and right in the courtyard, but he didn't see his sister.

"Where?" she wondered.

Standing still for a moment, she slowly walked towards the place where her sister was most often hiding.

In the last few days, since she returned from an outing, she had always felt something strange about her home.

The clansmen began to become poor at words, and when they went on missions with her, even the brothers who loved her the most were a little silent, and they just completed the tasks assigned by their great-grandfather step by step.

She always felt that the entire City Lord's Mansion had undergone some changes, and the overall atmosphere had begun to become dull, and there was an indescribable sense of drowsiness.

Just like today, it was obviously sunny outside, but there was always a layer of gray fog over the mansion, which made Nangong Qianyi feel a little sleepy all the time.

"Mu Rui?" Nangong Qianyi walked to a large water tank and jerked off the lid to look at it.

There was no trace of Nangong Murui in the water tank.

"How strange is that it's not here?" she said, closing the lid of the tank and continuing to walk forward, trying not to make a sound.

Soon came to a rockery.

"I've found you!" Nangong Qianyi swooped down and leaned towards the back of the rockery.

Still no one.

"Hey, it's not here. The corners of her mouth turned up, and she gradually became interested.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, the sound of falling objects came from the depths of the garden.

Nangong Qianyi's eyes narrowed, and she slowly followed the sound, and after a few turns in the garden, a black swing with a little rust appeared in front of her.

Nangong Murui sat on it, her little feet swaying, constantly swinging.

"Sister, you're so slow!" Nangong Murui smiled sweetly, her long soft hair was blown by the breeze, swaying gently, and her body exuded a faint fragrance like flowers.

Nangong Qianyi walked over with a smile.

"Mu Rui, did you secretly use gouache, it smells so good. ”

"Is there one?" Nangong Mu Ruijiao smiled, "But I didn't buy anything." ”

"Really?" Nangong Qianyi reached over, wanting to stroke Mu Rui's long hair.

Unexpectedly, Mu Rui jumped off the swing and ran out of the garden in a few clicks.

"Sister, let's play again!" her voice quickly faded away with the sound of brisk footsteps.

Nangong Qianyi shook her head helplessly, she just wanted to continue pouring dozens of times, but found that there was suddenly a black booklet on the rusty swing.

"This is a Murui thing?"

She was a little confused, but she still picked up the booklet and looked at it.

The content inside is a little unclear, so there is a lot of graffiti, and the people who watch it are depressed.

"How could there be such a thing. She shook her head, and was about to put it down, but suddenly remembered the contents of the white booklet, and hurriedly took it out, and the two booklets were placed side by side and compared.

"Is this the case!?" Nangong Qianyi was amazed, the two booklets seemed to have a complementary connection, and some things that she couldn't understand before were immediately integrated.

She was so fascinated that she forgot the passage of time.

"No! After a while, Nangong Qianyi woke up suddenly, she remembered that Mu Rui was still hiding, so she immediately put away the black booklet, and hurriedly followed in the direction that Mu Rui had thrown away.

"Mu Rui, where are you, let's stop playing, okay. ”

Nangong Qianyi walked for a long time, and walked around the entire backyard but still didn't see Mu Rui.

She always felt that something was wrong, and there seemed to be very few people in her home today.

Although I know that everyone is going to perform official duties, it seems that there are not even a few servants and maids in the mansion at this time, which is a bit abnormal.

She felt a little uneasy.

Gradually, she came to the backyard of the main house, the kitchen area.

"Is it here? Let's stop playing, okay? Nangong Qianyi called out in a trembling voice.

The huge kitchen was a little weird, it was empty, and the air was faintly filled with the smell of stir-fried vegetables in sunflower oil.

She walked over to a cauldron and gently touched the edge of the cauldron, still slightly hot.

Apparently there are servants working here just now.

Nangong Qianyi slowly walked around on the somewhat greasy floor tiles, looking around, looking guarded, trying to find his sister's figure.

But the silence was terrible, and there was no anger at all.

Suddenly.

A touch of the corner of her skirt appeared in her sight.

"Mu Rui!" she recognized that it was her sister's dress, and rushed up to try to grab her.

"Mu Rui, don't go!" she took a few strides, jumped directly over the kitchen, and turned a corner, but there was no trace of Nangong Mu Rui, instead

Came to a strange courtyard.

In front of her was a strange courtyard gate painted with gray-white paint.

She had never seen this courtyard before, and she had never been to this courtyard.

She didn't even know there was a passage behind the kitchen.

This courtyard was even colder than before, she walked slowly on the grass, not to mention the people, she couldn't even hear the insects and birds, which made Nangong Qianyi a little frightened.

She carried the spirit element in her body, walked through the gray and white courtyard gate, and soon saw several children squatting in the corner of the courtyard from a distance, gathering happily, as if they were playing some chess game.

She breathed a sigh of relief and involuntarily moved closer to the children's place.

If there are more people, there will always be more yang and more rest assured.

"Well, what are you guys playing?" Nangong Qianyi walked over to a few children, squatted down, and asked them.

The child did not answer her, but continued to play on his own.

"Well, have you ever seen a little girl wearing a lotus leaf skirt?" Nangong Qianyi was not annoyed, and gently patted the little boy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, she just touched it lightly, and the little boy stopped in place, as if he was stuck, and his hand stretched out in mid-air also stopped.

Nangong Qianyi hadn't realized what was happening yet.

Suddenly, the little boy's head was turned 180 degrees like an inhuman, and there was a happy smile on his face!

"Ahh

Nangong Qianyi's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly retreated.

"What to play?"

"What to play?"

"What to play?"

The little boy didn't know what had changed, and his whole person began to twist in a way that ordinary people couldn't do.

"Smack...... Syllable...... Smack......"

It was the sound of the bones, but the little boy did not cry in the slightest on his face, but kept smiling happily and repeating three words.

"What to play?"

"What to play?"

"What to play?"

Again and again, the smile on his face did not change, and his voice remained the same, like a recording that was constantly being replayed.

What's even more strange is that the rest of the children around him don't seem to notice this, and still play games on their own.

"What are you!?"

Nangong Qianyi's face became more and more pale, the spirit yuan in her body surged like a river, and the runes all over her body began to bloom with dazzling brilliance.

"What to play ......"

"Play ......"

"Play ......"

Unexpectedly, the little boy's voice began to become chaotic and distorted, as if he was disturbed and repulsed, and even his body began to tremble irregularly.

Nangong Qianyi's eyes widened, knowing that what was in front of her was definitely not a good type, but she didn't dare to make a move.

What if the rest of the children are normal?

If I had done it, they would not have lived.

Tangled questions appeared in her mind, she was still hesitating, but she didn't expect that the gray mist in the air fell suddenly, completely enveloping her and penetrating into her skin.

Nangong Qianyi only felt that his vision began to blur, and an irresistible feeling of drowsiness came to his heart.

In the end, he fell into a deep sleep.