After the proving ground came to the world

Chapter 145 The Haunted House Live Broadcast 4
Lu Ning put down the teapot, turned around and was about to walk into the house.

When she turned around, there was a sudden gust of wind behind her, blowing all the dust off the tea tray.

When Lu Ning came to the house, the three rooms were connected, with a main room in the middle and living rooms on both sides, all of which were Datong shops, with the same layout.

Lu Ning first went to the room on the left. There was a long kang in this room. There were cabinets and a small table on the kang. There was a long table near the window. It was clean and nothing was there. put.

Looking at the layout of the house, this should be the room where the servants in the house lived.

Lu Ning looked around and found that only the cabinet on the kang could put some things, so she touched the bed and found that there was no dust, so she took off her shoes and went up.

Since he had to watch the live broadcast, Lu Ning only used one hand to search for clues.

There are four drawers in the cabinet, and Lu Ning opened them one by one.

In the first drawer I found only some needlework, rags, and paper for shoe patterns.

In the second drawer are some ointments and damp herbs.

Lu Ning doesn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, but she took note of the appearance of these herbs, and was going to go out and ask Guan Qiaoer and the others, and those ointments were packed in very ordinary small boxes without labels, she asked, these ointments The taste is the same, it should be the same medicine, so she dug some out of it and wrapped it in oiled paper.

Next is the third drawer, which was very empty. Lu Ning pulled out the drawer, but only found a thin layer of paper scraps, and most of the paper scraps were stuck to the bottom of the drawer, which could not be removed at all. Come down, let alone put it together to see what is written on it.

Lu Ning had no choice but to put the drawer back, and then opened the fourth drawer.

This drawer is the closest to the wall, and the things inside are also the most miscellaneous.

There was a pair of small shoes inside, Lu Ning picked it up and looked at it, and then found a trace of memory from his memory. These shoes seemed to be the shoes worn by the woman who bound her feet before.

What about the three-inch golden lotus, the size is not as big as Lu Ning's palm.

There are some flowers and plants embroidered on the upper, which are somewhat similar to those planted in the yard outside.

Then scrolling down, Lu Ning found an envelope, but the letter inside was gone. She stroked the inscription on the envelope with one hand, brought it under her eyes, and vaguely discerned three words, Su Xueming.

This is a letter sent by Su Xueming to the servants of the house, but for some unknown reason, only the envelope is left here, but the letter inside is gone.

Lu Ning wrote down the name and took out the last thing inside.

In the end, this thing was very big and quite thick. Lu Ning recognized the words on it. It was a photo album.

She opened the heavy cover, and the first thing she saw was a somewhat blurred full-body photo of a woman.

This photo seems to have been covered with a retro filter. Although the photo is a bit old and the shooting technology is not superb, the woman in the photo becomes extraordinarily vivid and beautiful under this blurred feeling.

Lu Ning seemed to hear a woman's delicate laughter, like a lark, as if she was in an empty valley, melodious and pleasant.

No, laughing?Lu Ning suddenly woke up. She stabilized her mind and didn't make much movement. Instead, she pretended to turn to the next page as if nothing had happened. back to the original position.

Then, she continued to communicate with the audience in the live broadcast room, and left here quickly but without panic.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bald brother who was still muttering to the live broadcast room again.

It really scared her just now, she had an intuition that if she was really pulled in by that burst of laughter, it would be difficult to get out.

Sure enough, Chinese horror is the scariest!
(End of this chapter)