She remembered something was wrong—

The source of the sound!!

This time the voice obviously came from behind her.

But thinking about the sounds she had lasted several times, Ling Luoyu was very sure that it would definitely not come from the direction she was standing just now.

This sound is changing!

"How could it be?"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up with a smile and looked around thoughtfully.

"The sound will not leave unless...the thing that makes the sound... is walking..."

But judging from the transmission and texture of the sound, this sound comes from the wall.

But how could the walls make sounds in different places like this?!

"unless……"

Taking a breath of cold air, Ling Luoyu thought of something, suddenly flew through the window, swept up the roof, and looked at the hall under his feet.

The moment she looked at the hall, Ling Luoyu's guess was even more certain-

"This palace...is hollow!"

The construction of the palace gradually took shape in her mind, which also made her more certain-

"No wonder I thought the layout of those rooms was too small and not as good as the climate... It turned out that such a house was built..."

In the middle of the entire hall, there is a huge vacancy of about ten meters.

That place should be the source of the sound!

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin's voice suddenly came from below.

He was holding a bunch of gift boxes, his face full of surprise.

"What are you doing when you climb up?!"

Behind him, Ding Temple was watching around him alertly.

"I'm idle and have nothing to do..."

Ling Luoyu flew down and raised his voice.

"Why are you here? Where is the high priest?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What kind of wind should you smoke?

There is no one else here, why do you have such an official tone?!

Fortunately, he had a close relationship with Ling Luoyu and understood what she meant, so he replied loudly and pretentiously.

"That... the Queen of the Sea asked the High Priest to come over and said that something was wrong... the High Priest was worried about you, so he asked the young people to come and see... This is the gift he brought to you! Huh... Miss Bing is not here?"

Decision of the temple: "..."

These two guys are definitely from drama artists.

When talking lies and acting in the opposite scene, everyone is involved in the play.

"Miss Bing, like the high priest, met the queen... Let's go, I'll invite you to have tea..."

Ling Luoyu took the gift box and did not walk back to the hall, but walked towards the flowerbed not far away.

Feng Chenglin quickly caught up with him and lowered his voice: "San Young Master, is something wrong?"

"Nothing happened, I just had a doubt..."

Sitting down in the pavilion, Ling Luoyu looked at Ding Temple with a secluded look.

"Do you know a structure of institutions... is to leave a large space in the house?"

What did Ding Temple think of: "Palace Hall?"

Feng Chenglin was confused: "What?"

"The palace hall... is a construction method of building secret rooms in the palace. The builder uses the bending skills of the palace to cleverly hide a secret room in the palace. It is for the palace hall! If someone who has no meticulous thoughts or has seen the drawings, he will not notice that there is a secret room in the palace where he is..."

Dingmiao looked at Yangbing's bedroom thoughtfully, frowned.

"Miss Ling...you don't think that this palace is just a palace hall, right?"

"Yes or no, you need to tell me!"

Ling Luoyu pushed the gift box to Ding Temple, with an unpredictable smile.

"About the agency...we are not as good as you, so..."
Chapter completed!