mtl008 Chapter 138: Entering the Deep Mansion Again
Chapter 138: Entering the Deep Mansion Again
Yi Siyang quickly reached out to support Shu Wanwan, his eyes fell on her face, and he asked softly, "Are you okay?"
Shu Wanwan calmed down and shook her head gently to indicate that she was fine.
At this moment, the horrifying wailing sound gradually became clearer, as if someone was suffering a great injustice and kept talking about it.
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang looked at each other and read deep uneasiness in each other's eyes.
Yi Siyang lowered his voice and said slowly: "It is not advisable to stay here for long."
The two decided to leave this strange place as soon as possible. They continued to grope forward in the direction of the light, their pace quickening a little, and soon they found a door in front of them that was flickering with a faint light.
"It doesn't seem to be a way out." Yi Siyang reached out and gently stroked the door, carefully feeling the breath contained in it, and then whispered to Shu Wanwan.
"Yeah, I feel the same way, but we have no other choice at the moment but to take the risk and go in to find out." Shu Wanwan also noticed that the atmosphere behind the door was a little strange. It seemed to lack vitality and was more like a lifeless room.
This door seems to hide some secrets unknown to outsiders, quietly waiting for them to uncover.
Yi Siyang took a few cautious steps forward and slowly pushed the door open. As the door opened, an ancient and decayed smell hit him, giving him a chill.
They walked into the room cautiously, their eyes immediately drawn to a figure in the corner. As they got closer, they saw it was a woman with a haggard face and a sad expression.
She curled up there, her body trembling slightly. When she raised her head and looked at Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang, her eyes revealed endless despair.
The woman's voice trembled, as if she had used up all her strength to make a sound. "Save me... I've been trapped here for a long time..."
In an instant, her figure appeared in front of Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang, wearing a white dress with the hem fluttering in the wind. However, what was shocking was that the white dress was covered with bright red bloodstains, like blooming plum blossoms.
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang faced each other, both with complicated expressions. They looked at each other, trying to find the answer from each other's eyes, but in the end they found nothing.
Shu Wanwan looked at the woman's face carefully, muttering to herself: "I seem to have seen this person somewhere..." She tried hard to recall the identity of this woman.
"Who is it?" she whispered softly, her brows furrowed slightly. At this moment, an image suddenly flashed through her mind, and a face in her memory overlapped with the face before her. It turned out to be the maid in Bai Xuan's memory who called her master "Princess"!
Just when Shu Wanwan thought of it.
The woman's body suddenly became transparent, dissipating into the air like a puff of smoke. At the same time, her final words echoed through the room: "Thank you..."
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang stared with wide eyes, looking at the place where the woman disappeared in disbelief, their hearts filled with astonishment. It all happened so suddenly that they had no time to react.
"What is going on?" Shu Wanwan frowned and asked with a puzzled look on her face.
After a moment of silence, Yi Siyang slowly said, "What did you think of just now?" His eyes were firm and focused. Yi Siyang had noticed the change in Shu Wanwan's expression a long time ago. He felt that there seemed to be a strange connection between the two things.
"I seem to remember who she is. I seem to have seen her in other people's memories." Shu Wanwan also felt that there was a connection, so she told Yi Siyang about the matter in general.
"Who is she?" Yi Siyang asked.
"I don't know. This matter is too complicated to explain. I just vaguely saw her once in other people's memories." Shu Wanwan described it again, but did not go into details.
Since Shu Wanwan said so, Yi Siyang didn't ask any further questions and just nodded.
"What should we do now?" Shu Wanwan asked.
Yi Siyang thought for a while and said, "Maybe we should find a way out first." He looked around and found that there was no other obvious exit except that door.
Shu Wanwan nodded, and the two began to search the room carefully. They noticed some strange symbols on the wall, which seemed to hide some clues.
As they studied the symbols, the room suddenly began to shake violently. The ground cracked, sending countless rocks and dust pouring down.
"Run!" Yi Siyang grabbed Shu Wanwan's hand and ran forward desperately.
In the pitch-black darkness, the two men, relying on the faint light from the burning yellow talismans in their hands, finally found another door. Without the slightest hesitation, they rushed out like an arrow from a bow.
This time, they seemed to have broken into a large courtyard.
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang looked around cautiously, and an antique courtyard came into view. The courtyard was filled with a light mist, like a veil, adding a touch of mystery to the whole scene.
They stepped into the courtyard cautiously, fearing to disturb anything. Just then, the melodious sound of a zither reached their ears. The sound was like the sound of nature, mellow and melodious, enchanting. Yi Siyang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in red sitting in the pavilion, gracefully strumming an ancient zither. Her fingers danced lightly, as if becoming one with the strings.
The woman had a graceful figure, long hair like a waterfall, and a deep sadness was revealed in her back. Her piano music was like the sound of nature, gentle and lingering, intoxicating.
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang were drawn to the sound of the zither and involuntarily walked towards the pavilion. As if sensing them, the woman in red stopped playing the zither strings and the music abruptly ceased.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" The woman in red had her back to them, but her voice was cold and hostile.
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang exchanged a glance, and Yi Siyang hurriedly explained, "We stumbled in here unintentionally, and didn't mean to disturb you. Excuse me, young lady, where is this place?"
The woman in red pondered over them for a long time before she spoke: "This is my residence, and few people can find it. Perhaps it is fate that allows you to come in." After that, she gently plucked the strings of the zither and started playing the music again.
Shu Wanwan and Yi Siyang listened quietly, as if they were in a dream world. However, they were still thinking about how to leave this mysterious place.
Shu Wanwan stared intently at the figure, a strange sense of familiarity welling up in her heart. She couldn't help but widen her eyes, trying to discern more details from the blurry outline. Just then, the woman in red suddenly stood up and turned around, her movements as graceful as a dance. In her hand, she clutched a silk fan, as dazzling and radiant as a blooming flower.