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

Suddenly footsteps came from the door, and everyone looked up, only to see the steward rushing over.

He walked with the wind, stepping down with one step, the fine dust on the floor was picked up.

He quickly walked up to the few people, and said with a smile: "There is no need to invite the master, our master has great powers, and has already known what happened here, and he ordered us all to obey the arrangements of the prince."

The few people in the room were stunned, Song Ting frowned, what's going on, how could the owner of Yunqi Building know what happened here?Has he already been informed so far?

"How did he know about this? Could it be that he is here?" Xu Yu asked suspiciously.

There was also a trace of doubt on the steward's expression: "The boss came here a few days ago. He seemed to know that the son was coming in advance. He ordered us not to care about what the son is doing in Yunqi Tower."

"I just wanted to leave to find him, and he sent someone to send a message, saying that he already knew what happened here, and let us all listen to the prince."

Song Ting rubbed the jade pendant on his waist and raised his eyebrows in thought, so the owner of Yunqi Tower has always known what happened here, and he has been observing them in secret?Who is he?Where have you been?

But looking at it this way, are these actions of his a warning?Warn them that he's watching them and knows more than they do, so they don't go any further?

It seems that the owner of Yunqilou has a big problem. Since he asked the steward to cooperate with them, does it mean that Du Jing and Yunqilou have been abandoned by him?

Or is he absolutely confident that they won't be able to catch Du Jing?

But no matter what, they still have to continue to investigate these things.

"Is there a woman before your Yunqi Tower?" Song Ting thought for a while, "Was the virtuous king very fond of it?"

The steward nodded, I don't know why he suddenly asked this, he said: "This young master is asking about Qing He, right?"

Song Ting: "Where did that woman come from?"

The origin of this woman is very strange. It is definitely not accidental that she looks similar to Princess Xian. She is also the one who introduced Daoist Dian Cang to King Xian. Her appearance can be said to be the source of everything that happened in Prince Xian's mansion.

The steward thought for a while, and said: "Qing He is the Yunqi Building that she sold herself to enter. It seems that... her parents died early, she has nowhere to go, and her family property has been taken away by those relatives. I think she is alone. It's poor, so I took her in."

"Is that so..." Song Ting raised his eyebrows, "Did she associate with any strange people when she was in Yunqi Tower?"

The steward shook his head: "Qing He is introverted, rarely interacts with people, and died suddenly."

Song Ting: "How did she die?"

"The one who died of illness, this child's fate is also bad. Just as King Xian promised to bring her into the mansion, she suddenly fell ill and died." The steward said in a regretful tone.

Song Ting turned his head and glanced at the people outside the door who ran over to watch the commotion, and said to the steward: "That Du Jing will not let Yingge go, for the sake of the safety of other people in the building, you can let other people go to other places first. There is really no place to live, so don’t live on this floor, it’s best to stay far away from here, stay in the room and don’t go out.”

The steward nodded: "I will give orders."

Song Ting thought for a while and added: "Tell the people on this floor to move out as soon as possible. Others don't go out if they have nothing to do. Yunqi Building will be temporarily closed for a few days."

"All according to the young master's orders." The steward said.

Song Ting waved his hand: "Then you go down and do it."

The steward stepped back.

Not long after, the sound of the steward knocking on the door one by one and the voice of a woman came from the corridor.

The whole Yunqi Tower started to make noise, and it was almost late at night. When I was suddenly woken up and told to live in another place, I was inevitably irritable.

As a result, in the entire Yunqi Tower, the women's soft complaints and other people's comforting voices can be heard endlessly.

Song Ting walked to the door and closed it to isolate the noise outside.

He walked to the table and sat down, picked up the teacup on the table and made himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and put down the teacup.

He squinted at Yingge and said, "If you want to save your life, you have to listen to our arrangements, understand?"

Yingge nodded...

"Is everything you just said true?" Song Ting stared at Yingge with dark eyes, and there seemed to be a faint brilliance in his eyes: "If you deceived us, it will be your life."

That fake Du Jing didn't need to lie, then the fake Du Jing only had three days' memories of the real Du Jing, and they didn't know where Yingge lied.

Yingge's expression froze, her black eyelashes drooped, making it hard to see the expression in her eyes, she said: "I dare not deceive the young masters, I beg the young masters to save the lives of the slaves."

Song Ting looked at Yingge's expression, he always felt that she didn't seem to be telling the whole truth.

But only by guarding Yingge, can they find Du Jing and know the clues of the person behind the scenes.

"That's how it is. From now on, our group will guard you every step of the way." Song Ting said, "The two Taoists go and bring some necessary things from your room first, and bring a few mattresses by the way."

"Alright then, Pindao and Jingming will go clean up first." Wuliang nodded and dragged Jingming away.

After a while they dragged a few quilts over, Wuliang said: "You three go and pack your things, there is a poor guard here."

The remaining three people nodded, and went back to their own rooms to pack their things. Song Ting had nothing to do, so he just brought his bedding over. They arranged the bedding neatly in front of Yingge's bed.

Yingge had already cleaned the room once during this period, and now that the situation is special, she doesn't care about the defense of men and women.She tidied up hastily and lay down on her bed.

An hour later, the few people finally cleaned up. Song Ting stood in front of the bed, and the sleepiness that was forcibly suppressed in his mind hit him. .

Suddenly he heard Xue Yao's voice behind him, and he heard him say to Xu Yu: "Let's change seats, I move around when I sleep, I'm afraid I'll hit you, the seat on this side is more spacious."

Xu Mata nodded indifferently: "Okay..."

Song Ting's head suddenly became clearer. There were five of them in total, and the mattresses of the five were lined up enough to fill Yingge's small wing.

Jing Ming slept next to him, Wu Liang slept next to him, Xue Yao was originally next to Wu Liang, that is, in the middle of the five people, Song Ting was next to him, and then Xu Yu.

If they changed, Xu Yu would be in the middle, and Xue Yao would still be beside him.But in this way, Song Ting was the only one next to Xue Yao.

Thinking of something, Song Ting's earlobes quietly turned red. He lay down on the floor with a calm expression, and the others also lay down one by one. After a busy day, they could finally rest and everyone fell asleep.

The night was dark, but Song Ting couldn't fall asleep for some reason, especially when Xue Yao turned over to face him and put his hands on his waist.