Han Yun didn't get in the car, but I could feel his yin energy right above us on the roof.
Liu Miao pressed the accelerator and drove us to the area near Elena's house.
Actually, Mrs. Winter had only pointed us in the right direction. She hadn't told us exactly which house it was. Luckily, I'd seen part of the house in my dream.
"It should be this one." I pointed at the house, sensing clusters of yin energy inside.
Han Yun poked his head over the edge of the roof. "That's the one. Her family's gone."
The house looked ordinary. Flowers grew in the garden, though I couldn't tell what kind. They were in bloom now. Some other plants hadn't flowered and had no buds; judging by their leaves, they weren't all the same kind. There were plenty of flowerpots under the porch, too. The owner was clearly fond of gardening.
As soon as we got out of the car, the front door opened.
A little ghost opened it. He seemed to be one of the children we'd seen in Yangshan District. He looked timid, and after letting us in, he disappeared.
The yin energy of the little ghosts inside vanished one by one along with him.
"I told you I'd already searched. If you don't believe me, go ahead and search again." Han Yun was still a little annoyed.
"If you leave it to the children, they might miss some places," Wu Ling explained.
Han Yun opened his mouth, then said nothing.
Han Yun might have been mature, but that didn't mean every little ghost with him was.
Wu Ling went in first again.
The entrance opened onto a long hallway that ran through the entire house. The rooms were on either side, and the stairs to the