Chapter 252: The old man is very bad
Yun Jian and Zhao Xiaojun's eyes lit up.
"After starting the operation from the hidden pile, Wu Jingke was arrested by them. Then today, through the butterfly sent by Feng Xiaoxiao, he was rescued. β
Gu Yue looked at a few people, "In that weird unfinished building, there are all clay sculptures, and Wu Jingke is also trapped in the clay sculptures." Therefore, the hint given by Feng Xiaoxiao is the clay sculpture, the clay sculpture in the unfinished building. β
"It makes sense, that unfinished building is indeed very weird, and it is necessary to investigate it again. Zhao Xiaojun entered the unfinished building with Gu Yue at that time, and he was also very impressed by this strange place.
"There are still a lot of clay sculptures in there?" Yun Jian asked as he looked at Gu Yue.
"Hmm. Gu Yue was stupid by himself, such an obvious hint, he actually remembered it now.
"Zhuo Ling, you are in charge of the headquarters, and Gu Yue and I will go to check the unfinished building. Now that the clues to the hint have been identified, Yunmi began to arrange the task.
Gu Yue and Zhao Xiaojun both thought that the unfinished building was weird, and it was a hint given by Feng Xiaoxiao, maybe there was danger, and this mission had to be carried out by him.
"Understood!" Zhuo Ling stood up.
"In addition, let Fu Chuan take the recruits to patrol outside to see if there are any other places where there are other flowers. Yunmi added.
"Yes!"
"Then I'll go and gather my officers and let them go in with us. "Zhao Xiaojun knows that the Vermilion Bird Class is very short of manpower now, and this time he investigated, Yun Jian didn't even bring Zhuo Ling, let alone the recruits.
Although the police officers under him are not pillars of life and death, they can't see it, but they should still come in handy when they inspect a ruined building.
"Good work. β
Zhao Xiaojun went to gather people, and Gu Yue and Yun Jian also went to prepare some necessary equipment. Soon, the crowd set off.
Zhao Xiaojun was already familiar with the route to the unfinished building, and Gu Yue and Yun Jian were sitting in his car. Zhao Xiaojun led the way, followed by several police cars, and everyone drove to the unfinished building.
When they arrived at the destination, everyone took the powerful searchlight, Gu Yue took the lead, and one by one they rushed in from the entrance that was smashed out at that time.
"Bang bang bang!"
As soon as they entered the unfinished building, everyone heard a strange sound, like the sound of a wooden mallet hitting the dirt.
Gu Youjing listened for a while, made a gesture in front, and Zhao Xiaojun and other policemen immediately turned off the searchlight. Immediately after, they heard a conversation.
"Knock hard, and you don't understand it after a lot of tempering. You little doll, haven't you had enough to eat? I saw that you were skinny, so I kindly kept you down and helped you get fit. An old but spirited voice.
"I believe you're a ghost, you bad old man. A slightly immature voice, full of grief and indignation, "You are obviously looking at me as a bully, why didn't you leave the three of them just now, and you arrested me when I was alone." I tell you, you are breaking the law by doing so. β
Hearing this voice, the corners of Gu Yue's mouth twitched for no reason. How did this guy end up here?
The voice just now was clearly Hu Haoran's. And listening to what he meant, when he rescued Wu Jingke just now, this guy secretly followed. It was only after they had left that he was caught by the owner of the old voice.
In other words, when they were saving people, there were other people present in this unfinished building. Thinking of this, Gu Yue felt that this unfinished building was even more suspicious, and aside from Feng Xiaoxiao's prompt, they should indeed check this place carefully.
Gu Yue leaned over to Yun Jian and whispered a few words, and the latter nodded and gestured to Zhao Xiaojun. The man gestured back, then turned around, used the faint light of the mobile phone to make a standby command to his police officers, and then went upstairs with Gu Yue and the two.
"Hey, little doll, didn't your parents tell you to respect the old and love the young. Besides, I didn't let you work for nothing, I will pay you. β
"I don't want to be paid, I want to go home. Hu Haoran looked up to the sky and sighed, increasing the force in his hand, "Why is it always me who is injured!"
"Tap, tap!" the old man's voice became urgent, "you knock so hard, the mud will be broken by you!"
"It's you who says it's hard, and it's you who says it's light, I'm not going to do it!" Hu Haoran threw down the wooden hammer in his hand.
"All right, according to the drawings I have drawn, pinch your body, and take care of the folds of your clothes!" said the old man good-naturedly, and then hummed and chirped as he beat the mud.
"Ramie is a, a beauty in life and a beauty in death.
The number of allusions says that the east is effective, and the sinking fish is fascinated and the sinking fish is sad.
Yan Ronghong blooms in his youth, long stories, short stories.
Yue Sheng accompanied Wu Miaotian Song, listened to its legend, and talked about its legend. β
Gu Yue and the three of them had quietly come to the third floor at this time, and they were all stunned when they listened to the poems sung by the old man.
This seems to be a poem describing Xi Shi, one of the four beauties of ancient times.
The light on the third floor was not bright, only the place where the old man and Hu Haoran were staying, and it was still pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
Gu Yue and the three of them didn't dare to turn on the lighting system, so they could only use the light from the old man's place to carefully grope forward.
"The picture is naΓ―ve, and Rong Hua sits on the wrong person. Jun En can no longer be, and the concubine's life is in harmony. Tears are off the mountain and moon, and the clothes are stuffed with dust. As soon as I smell the yang bird, I think of the spring of the Han Palace. β
This time it's Wang Zhaojun! Gu Yue was slightly stunned in his heart, listening to this old man's tone, how could he still have a strong feeling of regret?
The three of them ignored the doubts in their hearts and came closer again. In the faint light, they saw an old man with a large wooden hammer, shaking his head and reciting poetry, and at the same time holding a large wooden hammer and pounding a large piece of mud half a man high in front of him.
The old man looked very old, and his body didn't look very strong, crumbling, and he looked like he was in his last years. But the movements in his hands made Gu Yue's three strong young men sigh to themselves.
"The bad old man is very bad, he is a lot older, and he still misses the four beauties. Hu Haoran's voice came from the other side, "You said that with your broken clay sculpture, how could you resurrect the four beauties? It's just wishful thinking! At such an old age, you should figure it out, maybe you can live a few more years." β
Resurrect the four beauties!
Gu Yue and the three of them hid behind a one-person-tall clay sculpture, but fortunately, the light was dark, even if they didn't hide, the old man wouldn't be able to find them.
Just listening to the conversation between these two people, Gu Yue and the three of them were shocked.
It's incredible, how many years have the four beauties been dead, which of the old man's tendons is wrong, and he still wants to resurrect them!
"I know I can't do it!" the old man's mouth was full of words, "Little doll, do you know how to write these two words?"
Hu Haoran snorted, looking very disapproving.
The old man didn't mind, the movements in his hands didn't stop, and he said to himself, "The rarest quality in this life is persistence, anything, as long as you persist, God will feel your sincerity." β
"So you persevere, and in the end, even if you succeed, it is God who thinks you are pitiful and gives you a consolation prize, not by your own ability. β
"Hey, you little doll, don't you want to be so harsh?"
"In other words, if you were forced to be taken as a hard laborer, you would look at the person who captured you!"
"It seems to make some sense. The old man stopped thrashing, scratched his head, and then spat in the palms of each hand, rubbed his hands vigorously, picked up the wooden hammer and began to beat again.
"That's right, I can talk to you so calmly now, it's not for the sake of you that half of your feet have stepped into the coffin, and I don't care about you!"
The corners of Zhao Xiaojun's mouth, which was hidden on the side, twitched.
"By the way, old man, is it true that you are talking about resurrecting the four beauties?" Hu Haoran took a tool and carved details on a clay sculpture without heart. When Gu Yue and the three of them heard this question, they all pricked up their ears.
"Of course it's true!" The old man seemed to be very dissatisfied with Hu Haoran's suspicion of him, and blew his beard and glared, "You don't want to see whose hand it is! β
"It's not true if it's true!" Hu Haoran shook his head disdainfully, "I can't talk or walk." As soon as the real person moves, you will naturally be fake. β
"Who said I can't talk and walk!" the old man was anxious, "as long as I want, my clay sculptures can come to life." β
"Tell me, how did you come back to life?" Hu Haoran put down the tools in his hand and walked to the old man's side with a curious expression.
"Why should I tell you?" In response to Hu Haoran's question, the old man enjoyed this feeling very much, and actually sold Guanzi.
"If you don't tell me, how can you prove that you are not exaggerating. Hu Haoran suddenly pretended to be natural, and waved his hand, "Hey, don't talk about it! I know you're actually bragging, so I'll be kind enough to save some face for you!"
"Bah, bah, no bragging! not bragging!" the old man reddened, "I'm afraid you don't believe it, even if you tell you, it's nothing!"
"Then how did you bring the clay sculpture to life?" asked Hu Haoran again.
"Ordinary clay sculptures, as long as you carve the eyes, they will come back to life. The old man said and turned on the warm white light on the southeast side of the third floor, so frightened that Gu Yue and the three of them hurriedly shrank into the shadows.
Hu Haoran looked in that direction, and there was a pile of clay sculptures lying crookedly. After looking at it for a while, he saw that the door was coming to the hall, "No wonder they don't have eyes, are you afraid that they will come back to life?"
"These are defective products, there is no need to sculpt the eyes. The old man struck a few more hammers.
Gu Yue and the three of them looked through the clay sculpture in front of them. I found that those clay sculptures really didn't have eyes, and it was strange and scary to look at them like this, under the warm white light.
However, although these clay sculptures are defective products in the old man's mouth, in the eyes of Gu Yue's three laymen, there is no problem.
They are lifelike and come in a variety of shapes, especially the clothes and accessories, which are so carefully crafted that it is impossible to find any faults.
Sure enough, the artist is as demanding as the landlord's housekeeper in the pursuit of perfection.
"Old man, why don't you choose a clay sculpture and engrave your eyes for me to see?" Hu Haoran rubbed his hands a little excitedly, and squeezed his eyebrows at the old man.