Mo Xiaoqing returned to her room with nothing to do. She called Liu Xiaobo to inquire about the progress of Chen Xinhua's disappearance, but there was still no clue.

In the afternoon, Mo Xiaoqing really couldn't sit still. She wanted to go to the section of the

road where she last saw Chen Xinhua. So she came to the section of the road where she was entangled with Chen Xinhua alone. Mo Xiaoqing looked around and walked a little further forward. At this time, another fork in the road appeared.

Looking up, there was a building hidden by towering trees. There was a fence made of iron fences outside, surrounded by wire mesh, and a large iron door with a rusty lock on it. On a rusty iron sheet next to it was written "Restricted Area, Strictly No Entering".

The rust on the iron fence showed that it had indeed been forbidden for some time, and the vines on it were climbing wildly. The vegetation outside the iron fence had never been trimmed, and each tree grew taller than a person's head. Mo Xiaoqing took a quick look and found a piece of cloth on the wire behind the bushes. Mo Xiaoqing

picked it up with tweezers and took a closer look. The burgundy cloth was obviously torn from a suit jacket. She remembered that when Chen Xinhua was entangled with her that day, he was wearing a burgundy suit, which was dazzling and flamboyant.

She couldn't help but wonder if Chen Xinhua would be abducted directly and then dragged into this restricted area.

Mo Xiaoqing was confident that she could climb over the height of the wire mesh.

With a little effort, she climbed up from the other end of the wire mesh and landed steadily after jumping down. In fact, from the outside, you can tell that it is an old house that has been abandoned for a long time.

But Mo Xiaoqing didn't understand why this old house that looked a bit old was locked up and no one was allowed to enter?

She looked up and saw that the surrounding scenery was shrouded in the glow of the setting sun, and the sky slowly dimmed. She checked her phone and it was almost five o'clock.

Mo Xiaoqing was actually quite scared, but she still wanted to prove her ability and that she was not a burden.

Stepping onto the stone steps, all you can see is grass as tall as a person, and the wind is chilly. But Mo Xiaoqing still walked forward, and found that this is a very wide old house. It didn't look so domineering from the outside.

This kind of building should be built according to the architectural style of the ancient houses in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There are two pairs of majestic and majestic stone lions standing at the front door.

Mo Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. It was very expensive to build such a building. She didn't understand why Mr. Chen would lock up such a majestic building and not open it to tourists? When

she walked inside, she seemed to have returned to the long river of history hundreds of years ago. Looking at the scratches, it seemed as if some naughty child scratched it with a knife 100 years ago.

Because the main door of the old house was locked, Mo Xiaoqing had to find another way. Fortunately, she walked forward and found a side door.

Mo Xiaoqing walked in directly. After turning several corners in the door, she found that the light was getting dimmer and dimmer.

She lowered her head and observed carefully. She actually saw a series of footprints on the stone slab of the side door. After a closer look, it should be male footprints.

Mo Xiaoqing was very excited. Could these footprints be Chen Xinhua's?

She quickly dived into the old house and walked around. The light became dimmer. Mo Xiaoqing raised her head and took a closer look at the room she entered. There were two stoves on one side of the room, and some broken firewood was piled next to it. It should be the kitchen.

If there is firewood piled up, it is very likely that this place was once occupied by someone.

Mo Xiaoqing took out a flashlight and shone it around, and suddenly she felt a dark shadow sneak out from behind her and flash past her eyes.

She was so scared that she was shaking all over and stood there not daring to move. Then she felt something shaking inside the wooden shelf, as if there was something.

Mo Xiaoqing mustered her courage, picked up a piece of firewood from the ground, and ran towards the target.

While walking and listening carefully, she heard a noise behind her again, like the sound of nails scratching wooden boards, which made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Mo Xiaoqing raised her hand and smashed it towards the place where the sound came from. Suddenly, there was a meow, and a fat black cat jumped out from inside.

She shivered as she held the flashlight forward, and saw a black cat squatting on the ground with its eyes glowing green. She and he were a little afraid to look into the black cat's eyes, but the heart that was stuck in her throat finally returned to its original place.

It turned out to be a cat, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Mo Xiaoqing walked out of the kitchen and came to the ancient corridor again. The white walls of the ancient house were covered with lush ivy. Looking forward, there were many rooms lined up together, some of the crossbeams were broken, and some of the walls were falling off.

Mo Xiaoqing carefully searched for footprints on the ground and walked forward. Sure enough, a series of footprints appeared in the corridor. She followed these footprints and walked forward.

Not long after they left, the footprints disappeared in front of a room door. The door of this room was actually ajar.

Mo Xiaoqing pushed the door open without saying a word and walked in. However, as the sky was getting darker, it was almost pitch dark in the room.

She kept moving forward relying on the light of the flashlight, and as she walked, she trembled and cheered herself up: Mo Xiaoqing, don't be afraid.

"Is anyone there?"

The room was terribly quiet, and no one in the room responded to him. Mo Xiaoqing looked up and found that there was a door curtain hanging in the middle of the room. It turned out that this room was two suites inside and outside.

Mo Xiaoqing seemed to hear some movement in the inner room, and she hurriedly moved into the inner room with the flashlight. She

lifted the door curtain and walked in. The flashlight was shining on a very beautifully carved bed with embroidered quilts neatly stacked on it.

Mo Xiaoqing took a flashlight and shone it around. Suddenly, she saw a woman in red ancient wedding dress combing her hair in front of the mirror in front of the dressing table.

She stood at the back and could only see the long straight hair of the woman in red wedding dress cascading down like a waterfall, and the pale fingertips pinching the wooden comb.

Mo Xiaoqing's heart skipped a beat. In this dark room, there was actually someone combing her hair? !

And there was no light in the room. If it was a normal person, how could he sit alone in the dark.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoqing suddenly had a very scary idea. She suspected that the woman in front of the mirror was not a human at all.

Although she did not believe in ghosts and gods, her body stiffened unconsciously. She was like petrified. She stood there and dared not move, not even to breathe.

Should she move forward or run away immediately?

But she had no chance to run away, because the "woman" in the red wedding dress had slowly stood up from the chair, lifted her long black hair with her right hand, and slowly turned around.