Lord Pluto: Ghost messengers catch ghosts in the human world every day

Song Ting took the painting to find other people, met Xue Yao and the two priests in the garden, and saw what they were looking for in the garden.

It seemed that they also felt that there was something strange in the garden.

Song Ting stepped forward, stepped into the pavilion, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Wuliang stroked his beard and sighed: "Pindao has heard Shizi Xue tell about the strange things that happened in the garden. This garden is indeed weird."

Xue Yao frowned, looking at the sea of ​​flowers in the distance: "But I just wanted to look for the place where Xueling planed, but I couldn't find it. It's easy to get lost here."

Song Ting nodded and agreed, "I didn't find it either."

"By the way, take a look at this painting. Do you know the person in the painting?" Song Ting said as he unfolded the painting in his hand: "I suspect that this person is the real female ghost in red. Her figure is similar to the female ghost. Very similar, and its origin is a mystery."

Several people heard the words and looked at the painting in Song Ting's hand. The person in the painting had firm eyebrows, a stout figure, and was wearing the clothes of an ordinary maid in the palace.

Xue Yao looked at it carefully for a moment, then shook his head: "The figure is indeed similar, but I have never seen this person before."

Wuliang and Jingming also shook their heads.

Xue Yao said: "I'll come to your yard at night, and draw the same one again and tell the guards in my house to look for it."

This painting is still in use.

Song Ting nodded and said with a smile, "Then I will trouble you."

The corners of Xue Yao's lips curled up slightly.

Song Ting turned to look at the sea of ​​flowers: "There is nothing iconic about the place we are looking for. There are many flowers here, so it is difficult to find that place, but the hole that Xueling planed should still be there. Xue Yao and Xue Yao have also searched that area, and there should be some traces left, we can search again according to this, with this pavilion as the center, let's search in a piece of land for each of us."

Several people nodded, discussed the area they were looking for, and searched for each other.

Song Ting walked to the area he was in charge of, lowered his head, paid attention to the land under his feet, searched carefully, and quickly searched that area.

He went back to the pavilion and waited for the others to come back. Several people came back one after another, but they found nothing.

Song Ting frowned: "So there is indeed a problem with that place. The murderer may know that Xue Yao and I went to look for it, and quickly erase those traces so that we can't find that place."

"Why don't we get Xue Ling here? Dogs have the most sensitive sense of smell. Since it was found before, it shouldn't be a problem to find it again." Wu Liang stroked his beard.

Song Ting's eyes were heavy: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, what happened to Xueling..."

Except for the time he saw Xue Ling in the garden, he had never seen Xue Ling next to Princess Xian since then.

"Let's go and have a look." Xue Yao said.

Everyone nodded and returned to Princess Xian's courtyard.

Princess Xian heard the servant girl telling Song Ting that Song Ting was back, and hurried out of the room.

Concubine Xian walked quickly, leaving behind her maidservant, and ran to Song Ting.

"What's the news about Mr. Song?"

Her eyes were red, her face was sad, her body was like a stalk of bulrush in the river, fragile and trembling slightly.

Song Ting saw that her eyes were bloodshot and her eye sockets were red, obviously she had just cried, and secretly felt strange, what is the relationship between Princess Xian and that maid?Princess Xian's reaction would be so violent and abnormal.

The few people behind also felt strange, Song Ting had already told them what happened before and Princess Xian's abnormality on the road, and now seeing Princess Xian like this, everyone was even more puzzled.

Concubine Xian also seemed to be aware of her gaffe, her movements paused, and the expression on her face slowly returned to calm. Except for her red eyes, everything else seemed to be normal.

Song Ting withdrew his probing gaze on Concubine Xian's face, smiled, and said in a low voice: "We came this time to borrow Xueling from Concubine Xian."

Concubine Xian was taken aback: "Xue Ling?"

Song Ting nodded.

A trace of sadness flashed in Princess Xian's bright eyes, and her eyes were slightly moist: "Xue Ling always likes to run around recently, I don't know where it went, I haven't seen it for a few days."

Song Ting was taken aback, no wonder he hadn't seen it recently, it turned out to be missing.

Xue Yao stared at Princess Xian, and asked strangely, "Where is that nanny who has been following Xue Ling? Didn't she find it?"

Princess Xian nodded.

Song Ting touched the jade pendant on his waist, frowning in thought.

It seemed that the murderer had already prepared and calculated everything, but how did he know that they saw Xue Ling digging the soil?

At that time, only he and Xue Yao were nearby, as well as King Xian and Princess Xian and a group of servants. Who was that person...

No clues were found, and several people planned to leave and search elsewhere.

Concubine Xian showed a tangled expression, her expression changed several times, and finally she forced a smile and stood where she was to watch them go.

Song Ting turned his head in the middle of walking, and saw Concubine Xian standing where she was, her expression was either happy or sad, gloomy.

She still wanted to ask about that maid just now, who is that person?What is it with her?

……

A group of people went to other places to look for clues again, but they didn't find any useful clues after that. The sky gradually dimmed and everyone had to go back to their own yards.

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

"Tuk Tuk..."

There was a knock on the door of Song Ting's room.

"Come in." The door slowly opened from the outside, and the person outside the door was Xue Yao.

Song Ting looked at him, smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Xue Yao said helplessly: "Take out that portrait, I'll come and copy it, and then take it to the guards and ask them to check."

Song Ting patted himself on the head when he heard the words, how could he forget about this matter, he quickly put the portrait on the table, and said with a smile:

"Sorry, I almost forgot, you come here to draw."

Xue Yao nodded, walked slowly to the table, and drew with a pen.

Song Ting was sitting beside him doing nothing, just staring at him, an oil lamp was placed beside him, the warm yellow light shone on his face, the fire light danced in his eyes, his expression was serious, his thin lips were lightly pursed, his facial features were It is more three-dimensional under the illumination of the lamp.

Song Ting unconsciously looked into God.

After Xue Yao finished drawing, he stopped writing, but when he looked up, he saw Song Ting.Watching him fascinated.

He coughed lightly, and Song Ting came back to his senses.

Song Ting's earlobe was unconscious, a few wisps of blush appeared.

He hurried to the table and looked at the paintings on the table in a disguised manner.

Xue Yao didn't use much ink in his painting, but the few strokes made the man's expression more resembling.

Song Ting glanced at Xue Yao, and praised: "You draw really well!"

The corners of Xue Yao's lips curled up slightly.

He rolled up his own drawing and gestured to take it away.

Song Ting quickly stopped him, and he said: "Why don't you take that painting away, this one of yours is more like a painting, more like a spirit."

Xue Yao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and took the other painting away.

After Xue Yao left, Song Ting looked at the painting, raised his hand and gently stroked the painting, frowning, why couldn't he draw such a resemblance?

"Forget it." Song Ting shook his head, didn't think about it, yawned, and went back to bed.

Because they searched day and night for the past few days, they were afraid that their bodies would not be able to bear it, so they decided to rest for the night tonight.

Song Ting washed up and lay down on the bed. He has been looking for clues day and night for the past few days. Finally, he can rest for the night tonight. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I had nothing to say all night, because I went to bed early last night, so Song Ting woke up very early today.