Chapter 529: Black Powder
I don't know if it's hot and dry after drinking, but I was awakened from thirst in the middle of the night, so I got up and looked for water to drink. But just as I was holding the water bottle and pouring it into my mouth, I suddenly heard a cry outside the door......
The sudden arrival of this big night scared me so much that I almost choked on a mouthful of water. When I listened carefully, I realized that it was a little girl's cry!
The cry whimpered, like a belly full of sorrow. Whose child is crying so sadly on this big night? Besides, are all parents dead?
I went back to bed while complaining, and Ding Yi at this time was also sleeping soundly, it seems that Sister Bai's private collection is really powerful!
When I woke up the next morning, my head was slightly dizzy, maybe it was the sequelae of yesterday's hangover!
After breakfast, the three of us followed Sister Bai to the "special" room she called it, which was the innermost room in the corridor on the second floor, and the old European-style wooden door gave people a feeling of oppression and heaviness.
Now all the keys to this door are kept in Sister Bai's hands, because she is really not at ease with the keys to others. When she opened the door with the key, a musty smell wafted from the room that had been impermeable for a long time.
Sister Bai was the first to walk in, because the light in the room was too dim, so she walked to the window and opened all the curtains. As the sunlight shines on, the situation in the house becomes clearer.
Before, I wondered if there was some secret room or something like that in this room, but now that I look at it, with the size and layout of this room, it is unlikely that there is a secret room!
At this time, Sister Bai took us to the wall where the shadows she said before, and we looked closely, and they really looked like two shadows, an old man and a woman......
"Did these two stains happen before?" I asked Sister Bai.
She shook her head and said, "Actually, I don't know very much, because this place has always been used for tourists to visit every day, so I don't usually come here." And the sanitation here has always been the responsibility of the missing French waitress Emma, and now she is also missing, so none of us can say whether there was this stain before. ”
At this time, I carefully observed this room and found that the decoration here is indeed as Sister Bai said, very old, some wine glasses in the wine cabinet should be in the style of decades ago, and there is also the big bookshelf, I know that I am older than me at a glance.
From the moment I walked into the room, I felt everything in the room, but I couldn't feel anything! So so far, there must not have been any bodies of the victims in this room. But how did those two people disappear?
At this time, Uncle Li walked around the room with a compass, trying to see if there was anything heavy in the yin qi, but after looking for a long time, everything was normal. It stands to reason that the things in this room are more than a hundred years old, and it's normal for some things to have a little yin on them.
But there was nothing, and the things in the room were clean as if they were fresh! Then I casually picked up a picture frame on the fireplace, and there was a black and white photo of an eight or nine-year-old foreign girl, very cute.
Then I looked at the other photos above and saw that in all the remaining photos, whether in a group photo or alone, the little girl was never seen again.
So I turned around and asked Sister Bai if she knew who the little girl in this photo was? Sister Bai took the photo and looked at it and said, "I really don't have any impression of this, but it's ......."
When Sister Bai said this, she turned around and took out a magazine from the bookshelf in the northwest corner of the room and handed it to me, "This is a magazine about family history printed by the family of the former owner of the winery in the 90s of the last century, when the business was at its peak.
I took the magazine and flipped through it, and I didn't know a word of the French in it, but I could still look at the photos. But I flipped through the whole magazine, but I didn't see the little girl in the photo.
I don't know why, I was very curious about the identity of this girl, so I asked Sister Bai to take a photo with her mobile phone, and then send it to the last heir of the previous winery, asking him if there was such a little girl in his family?
But after asking, the other party clearly replied to Sister Bai that this little girl was not from their family at all, and he did not know the origin of the photo, because after all, he and his father lived in the winery for a short time.
As soon as I heard this, this was wrong, since this little girl was not from their family, why did the owner of the winery keep the photo of a strange child so well?
I was also curious, so I took pictures of all the furnishings in the house with my mobile phone, including old-fashioned wall clocks, table lamps, oil paintings on the walls, leather sofas, quaint chandeliers, music boxes on the bedside, and some exquisite copper products......
As soon as Ding saw that I was crackling and not listening, he asked me what I was doing? I said to him as I patted it, "I took pictures of all the furnishings here in my phone, and then I thought about it at night when I was fine, and saw if there was anything wrong with these things." ”
He shook his head and ignored me, but turned around and continued to search the room to see if there was anything like a dark room that we hadn't found. Uncle Li was still studying the two shadows on the wall at this time, he first borrowed a small silver knife from Ding Yi, and then scraped it the wall, and actually scraped off some black powder.
Uncle Li put these powders in front of his nose and smelled them with some confusion, and there was a familiar smell, but he couldn't tell where he had smelled them for a while.
So I put down my phone, walked over to him and said, "How's that? What's wrong with these shadows?"
When Uncle Li heard this, he put the black powder in front of my nose and said, "You smell it, have you ever smelled this smell somewhere?"
I sniffed it closely, but I felt that the smell was indescribably disgusting. So, he turned his head away and said, "What does this smell like?
"What do you feel like, have you smelled it somewhere?" Uncle Li said
So I sniffed it again, and I felt that the smell was really a bit familiar, and when I smelled it, I found that there was some indescribable burnt and greasy feeling in the smell.
I thought about it for a long time before I tentatively said, "This smells a bit like the smell in the crematorium of the funeral home......