Chapter 1789 Mysterious Island 13

"I see that there are no clouds outside, it doesn't look like there is a typhoon." Feng Qing frowned and asked inexplicably.

Li Mengmeng burst out laughing, "Haha, haven't you heard the saying, 'The tranquility before the storm'."

Feng Qing gave Li Mengmeng an unpleasant look, and Li Mengmeng's chin was slightly raised, not afraid of him.

"Since the police can't come up, everyone can continue to live in the castle with peace of mind, and take advantage of this time to solve the puzzle. Don't let yourself come here in vain." Gongsun Mingyue said with a smile.

At this moment, Ah Hua appeared in the hall and said to everyone, "Everyone, lunch is ready, please move to the restaurant to eat."

Feng Qing stood up first, "I've worked all morning, and I'm hungry."

The rest of the people stood up one after another and walked towards the restaurant.

When Bei Yutang walked in front of Ah Hua, her footsteps stopped and she glanced sideways at Ah Hua.

"Ah Hua, are you sick?" Bei Yutang suddenly asked.

Ah Hua raised her head, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, "No."

"I saw that your face was not very good, and I thought you were sick. If you are not feeling well, you can see Doctor Zhang for a look." Bei Yutang suggested with a smile.

"Okay." Ah Hua nodded.

"By the way, you told me something this morning, but I forgot. Can you tell me again?" Bei Yutang explained apologetically, "I don't have a good memory."

Ah Hua blinked and said with a puzzled look: "What? What? Miss Bei, did you remember it wrong?"

Bei Yutang's bright eyes stared at her for a moment, and said with a smile, "Oh, it seems that I remembered it wrong. I'm really sorry."

"Miss Bei, you're welcome."

Bei Yutang walked past her, the smile on her lips faintly faded.

She always felt that the Ah Hua in front of her was different from the Ah Hua she had seen in the East Hall before. Fang Cai's temptation was flawless.

Is it her delusion?

Bei Yutang walked into the restaurant with suspicion. The lunch was a Western-style meal. A group of people ate and drank, as if nothing had happened. In the afternoon, the weather outside began to change, and the dark clouds covered the sky, as if it would be overwhelmed at any time.

The dark sky made the atmosphere of the entire castle become depressed.

Li Mengmeng asked Bei Yutang again in the morning, "Sister Bei, what do you mean by that poem?"

Bei Yutang shook her head, "On the basis of the poetry, it's completely messy and has no connection. But it's just abruptly put together."

Li Mengmeng wrote the poem on a piece of paper, Bei Yutang looked at the four sentences on the paper, and suddenly narrowed her eyes.

"Give me the pen."

Seeing her expression, Li Mengmeng asked excitedly, "Did you find anything?"

Bei Yutang took the pen from her and drew a circle in front of each sentence.

Li Mengmeng stepped forward, looked at the words on Bei Yutang's circle, and said word by word: "You, the door, change, die. What do you mean?"

Suddenly, Li Mengmeng's eyes widened, "Damn you! How is this possible? Is it a coincidence?"

"Maybe." Bei Yutang wasn't sure either.

When I heard this poem before, I thought it was something I wanted to write from the poem about the lost owner of the castle. However, what happened last night, and after walking around the castle today, I always felt that this was the case. This ancient castle is very strange, with indescribable strangeness.