Song Yunxiao teased the bird in the cage, and as soon as he came in, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Caishuang and Jiang Caiqing, "The Taoist priest and Qingqing are here too."

Jiang Caiqing suddenly blushed, "You, what are you yelling for?" If I had known this, I wouldn't have told him my name last time.

"Hey, isn't your name Qingqing? Did I remember it wrong?" Song Yunxiao stepped in, put the birdcage on the ground, half-crouched next to Jiang Caiqing, and tilted his head to look at her.

As soon as Song Ying saw her unattractive brother come in, she almost couldn't hide the disgust on her face.

She lifted up her birdcage, put her fingers in, and touched the parrot's feathers. The parrot's small head turned under her fingertips, looking full of life and unharmed.

"Why did you steal my parrot?" Song Ying asked angrily.

Song Yunxiao turned to look at her and said nonchalantly: "What do you mean stealing? As an elder brother, I can't even borrow my sister's parrot to play with for two days? It's no use that I love you so much."

Song Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, and teased the parrot with bright feathers in the cage, "Song Wu, why did my brother steal from you?"

The parrot has a tuft of golden feathers on its head and flutters its green wings. It imitates Song Yunxiao's words perfectly, "Fly quickly, fly quickly, let me see how you can fly! Let me see it!"

Song Yunxiao felt that his face was burning, so he covered his face with his palm and remained silent.

Song Ying remembered that her brother seemed to be studying some flying wooden birds recently and stole her parrot for this reason.

She threatened in a low voice: "Don't wander into my yard in the future. If I catch you stealing birds again, don't blame me for telling daddy."

Song Yunxiao still covered his face and said perfunctorily: "I know, I know."

When Jiang Caishuang heard the parrot talking human words, she suddenly felt strange. She got up from the futon and went to the birdcage to take a closer look.

Jiang Caiqing couldn't be as calm as she was. She pointed at the bird in astonishment, her fingers trembling, "It, it can really talk."

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe it even if I beat her to death, but there were actually talking birds in this world.

"Yes," facing her, Song Ying returned to her gentle gentleness, "Sister, you can try talking to it, Song Wu is very smart."

Jiang Caiqing cautiously approached the birdcage, stretched out his fingers and touched the railing, "You... can talk?"

The parrot flapped its wings excitedly and jumped up and down in the cage, "My name is Song Wu, my name is Song Wu."

Jiang Caiqing stared at it blankly and asked a stupid question: "Are you a bird?"

"Song Wu is a parrot, a parrot!"

At first, Jiang Caiqing was still afraid of this talking bird. After talking to it for a few more words, she gradually let go of her fear and started chatting with it with interest.

"What else would you say?"

"Song Wu eats more! Song Wu eats more! Song Wu is a fat bird!"

Jiang Caiqing couldn't help laughing, and continued to ask: "Is there more?"

The parrot turned its head and thought for a while, then shouted loudly: "Call Song Yunxiao over to me! See if I don't skin him!"

Regardless of the tone or volume, it was almost exactly the same as the voice Jiang Caishuang and the two heard outside the hospital.

The blood all over Song Ying's body rushed toward the top of her head, and her cheeks turned red.

Jiang Caiqing laughed out loud, and Jiang Caishuang also laughed so hard that her almond-shaped eyes curled up.

With this laughter, the four of them got along much more comfortably than before.

"I believe what you are saying, and I also believe that there are many existences in this world that I don't know about," Song Ying said. "I will ask someone to check the accounting records later to see if Yu Jingyi came to us three years ago.

At home."

Jiang Caishuang's almond-shaped eyes were bright, and she said gratefully: "Sorry to trouble Sister Ying'er."

Song Yunxiao was confused after hearing this, "Who is Yu Jingyi? What clothes are you giving me?"

Song Ying was too lazy to pay attention to him and stood up to see him off, "I will invite the two sisters to play at my house another day."

"What clothes? What's going on?" Song Yunxiao chased her out, but Song Ying pretended not to hear and only talked to the two sisters Jiang Caishuang.

Jiang Caiqing looked at him and scratched his head and head with curiosity, but finally told him the general story.

After listening, Song Yunxiao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Qingqing, I will take care of this matter. I will definitely help you find out the whereabouts of Yu Jingyi."

Jiang Caiqing glared at him in shame, stamped her feet, and went to chase Song Ying and Jiang Caishuang in front.

Two days later, Song Ying sent someone to deliver a message, and the three of them made an appointment at Yunlai Restaurant.

Song Ying flipped through the account book with doubts on her brows, "Three years ago, Yu's Silk and Satin Shop was a relatively prestigious shop in the capital, and our family ordered a lot of his clothes. But I checked them all, and every time

It was the embroiderer who came to deliver the clothes, and there is no record of Yu Jingyi coming to the house."

"No matter how big or small the account is, will it be recorded here?" Jiang Caishuang asked.

"Yes, my stepmother is a very careful person. She will write down every detail of her daily expenses." Song Ying nodded, "If Miss Yu comes to deliver clothes in person, according to the rules, we will definitely pay more attention than usual."

If you tip a lot more, it will definitely leave a record in the ledger."

Jiang Caishuang was slightly surprised, "So, shopkeeper Zhuang lied? It was not the Song family where Yu Jingyi went missing, but somewhere else?"

In Nan Sheng's memory, Yu Jingyi had a quiet and gentle temperament. Most of the time, she would embroider at home alone. She didn't like to go out to meet people. Even when she was managing things in the shop, she always called the shopkeeper to her home.

Whose house did she go to before she disappeared? She was actually asked to deliver the clothes by a young lady from a clothing store, and her whereabouts were completely unknown after that.

I wanted to call Shopkeeper Zhuang over to ask again, but who knew that Shopkeeper Zhuang was not on leave today, and the store clerk didn't know where he lived.

"We can only wait until shopkeeper Zhuang arrives before asking him." Jiang Caishuang thought of another thing, "I didn't have time last time, but it just so happened that we came to Yunlai Restaurant again today. Let's help Zhao Dazhuang's wife find her soul.

Bar."

Song Ying hesitated for a long time and asked hesitantly: "Shuang'er, can you take me with you?"

She heard that someone who lost his soul could actually find it back. She was very curious and wanted to see it for herself.

Jiang Caishuang smiled slightly, "Of course."

Jiang Caishuang jumped out of the window and onto the roof opposite. She had just picked up Jiang Caiqing and was about to pick up Song Ying, but she had already jumped down on her own, with excitement on her face and no fear at all.

The three of them lined up in a row, spread their arms to maintain balance, and walked back and forth on the wall.

Song Ying asked: "Sister Caiqing, how did you meet my brother?"

"Last time we went to Uncle Kang Ping's Mansion and encountered demons, Mr. Song saved us." Jiang Caiqing lifted his sleeves to reveal the device tied to his arm, "I bought this from your brother."

"Qianye Killer?" Song Ying naturally recognized it. "My brother likes to tinker with these mechanisms. Seeing these mechanisms makes me feel closer than seeing my biological sister. Recently, he wants to study some flying wooden birds, and he always takes advantage of my absence.

Be careful to steal Song Wu."

Jiang Caishuang, who was walking at the back, heard this and said in surprise: "Wooden bird?" Could it be the mechanism bird she made?

"Yes, he has been talking about a Taoist priest who made a flying wooden bird all day long. He has been studying for many days and still can't figure it out...Eh? Is that Taoist priest you, Sister Shuang'er?" At this point, Song

Ying suddenly reacted.

There are many Taoist priests who deceive and deceive people, but there are not many who have real ability.

Maybe the expert who made the machine is Sister Shuang'er.

Jiang Caishuang answered honestly: "I did make the machine bird."

She couldn't help but think of Prince Yan. She gave him a trap bird. Prince Yan and Song Yunxiao were good friends. No wonder Song Yunxiao knew about the trap bird.

"Sister Shuang'er, then you must not tell him the key trick and let him figure it out on his own. I'll see if he can figure it out after a hundred years of thinking."

Jiang Caishuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay."

The three of them came to the back alley of the restaurant, found Zhao Dazhuang's house, and asked him to take Lin Niang with him.

Zhao Dazhuang entrusted his two daughters to his neighbor and got on the Song Mansion's carriage with Lin Niang.

On the carriage, Jiang Caishuang explained the process and plan to everyone.

She first slipped into Uncle Kang Ping's house through the corner door, opened the door bolt, and let others in.

After that, they hid in the bamboo forest and waited while Jiang Caishuang lured away the nursing home of the uncle's house, then came back to set up a formation to help Lin Niang's soul return to her body.

There was no one guarding the corner gate, and several people slipped into the uncle's mansion smoothly according to the plan.

Jiang Caishuang came to the vicinity of the rockery and deliberately made noise behind the screen wall. The two nursing staff walked towards this side curiously.

"Who?"

Just when they were about to arrive, Jiang Caishuang's figure suddenly jumped out from behind the screen wall and ran towards the path so fast that only a faint shadow of green clothes could be seen.

"There is a thief, chase him quickly!" The nurse immediately chased after him.

Jiang Caishuang led them away from the bamboo forest, easily got rid of the two of them, and took a detour to return.

Returning to the bamboo forest, she said: "It's time to start."

He had already prepared the large bag of soybeans that Zhao Dazhuang had asked him to prepare. Following Jiang Caishuang's instructions, he poured the soybeans on the ground and piled them into a long line from the edge of the bamboo forest to the entrance of the rockery.

Jiang Caishuang set up a formation at a suitable place in the bamboo forest and handed the umbrella she bought on the road to her cousin to hold, "Sister Caiqing, this step can only be left to you. I am blessed with spiritual energy. If I step on the soybeans, I will trample the soybeans."

If it breaks, the anger will be useless if it overflows."

"No problem, keep it on me." Jiang Caiqing took off her embroidered shoes, held an umbrella, and stepped on the soybeans.

In her hand, she held an item that Mrs. Lin often used, which was a wooden comb.

Jiang Caishuang used her spiritual power to activate the soul-attracting flag. After Jiang Caiqing held an umbrella and stepped on the soybeans, the originally drooping flag suddenly fluttered automatically without wind.

The beans were a bit numb to her feet, and Jiang Caiqing almost lost her balance when she walked up to them. Fortunately, she quickly stabilized her figure and walked step by step along the beans into the bamboo forest.

At first he didn't think there was anything, but as soon as he entered the bamboo forest where sunlight could not penetrate, Jiang Caiqing felt a chill on his back, as if something was following under the umbrella.

Jiang Caiqing felt even more terrified when she thought that it might be an invisible and intangible soul.

The others waited early in the formation in the bamboo forest in order not to disturb the soul attracting people. At this moment, there was no one around, and they couldn't even hear the slightest sound of wind. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Jiang Caiqing's hand holding the handle of the umbrella trembled slightly, but she did not dare to look back, so she could only bite the bullet and continue walking.

Arriving in the quiet and dark depths of the bamboo forest, a sudden strong wind blew up, causing the towering bamboos to sway violently. Jiang Caiqing felt a sudden chill on his shoulders, and even felt the chill on his earlobes.

The cold sweat on her forehead was about to drip into her eyes. She swayed on her feet and speeded up her pace unconsciously.

Finally seeing Jiang Caishuang, Song Ying and others in front, Jiang Caiqing felt relieved and led the lonely soul back to Lin Niang.

Lin Niang had already fallen asleep, with a handful of uncooked rice in her mouth.
To be continued...