There was a murder, haunted?
Meng Yunzheng looked up at the high walls in front of him and glanced at Meng Qi, "Then how do you know it so well?"
Meng Qi chuckled awkwardly, "I didn't know before. I accidentally ran in here to hide while skipping school. I only learned about it when I got home and my mother mentioned it. After that, I didn't dare come again."
Of course, mainly because this place is a bit far from the Meng family. If you go further left from this large courtyard, you'll reach the city gate, while the Meng family is in the more central part of the county town; without any reason, I wouldn't come running here.
Now that the situation is urgent, those ghost rumors are something we can't worry about.
Meng Qi began to figure out how to break the lock on the small door. The lock was quite old, rusted, and not easy to open.
Meng Yunzheng saw him fidgeting for too long without a clue, pushed him aside, took out a dagger, and directly pried off the latch.
Meng Qi, "..."
