"I still remember that scene at that time..."Mrs. Zhao said this sentence very blandly.

Maybe after many years, Tang Qi will forget a lot of things, but as long as someone mentions this experience, he may say that it is the old man who can't forget this experience.

He told a thing that actually made him miserable in the most insipid tone, he did not wash his face with tears, in that noisy and sunny afternoon, the green shade in front of the land shrine rustled, and the sparrows that originally inhabited the shrine did not know where they flew, and the land shrine where the incense burned in the old days, there were only two figures, one old and one young, standing quietly in the shade of the trees, dazzling with the sparse light, and blowing with the naughty breeze...

"On the day of the shrine three years ago, in front of this land shrine" The old man's voice was not as awe-inspiring as before, becoming hoarse and dull, at this time, he was just an old man who recalled the painful past.

"I still remember that day, when the figures became a forest and the trees became singles, singing and dancing were all reunited. It's as lively as it is today, hehe..."

"A whole mile of men, women, and children, all in this place..."The old man seemed to be a little choked, his hand pointing to the Land Temple trembled slightly, and Tang Qi, who was standing quietly beside him, couldn't tell whether it was the trembling of the muscles too much, or the trembling of sadness and weakness...

"It's the time when the eyes of the people in China are red, and they hit each other here. Clumsy, the eldest son, the youngest daughter, all died here, dozens of people with the victims, began on this day, the people in the middle of the people are suspicious of each other, since then there is no prosperous time, and now, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, eats in each household, does not interact with each other... Alas..."

The wind was quiet, and the trees that were waving their branches and leaves gradually stopped, and the beams of light projected through the gaps in the branches and leaves were warm, but the old man who was standing, his heart was cold, like standing in the cold winter of the ninth month, like an eternal glacier...

"What happened then?"

Tang Qi couldn't understand what Old Lady Zhao wanted to say, even Li Zheng's wife and children died in that incident?

I don't know what the subject is, and I don't know the specific situation, but I feel that the old lady now seems to be a little depressed, and there are a little inexplicable emotions, it seems to be like.... Remorse?

"When I'm older, I always say something unintentional... Childe Mo is too persistent..."The old man who wanted to say something just now disappeared again, he hooked his hand, motioned for Tang Qi to follow, and turned his head to walk inside.

Tang Qi looked at the somewhat rickety back in front of him, although he didn't finish what he wanted to say, he was not as energetic as last night...

"Last night's incident, the clues were broken, and the nocturnal walker has no way to trace, but there are still some clues in the Zheng Mansion, and the son can check with me..."

Tang Qi, who was following him, nodded, even if Old Lady Zhao didn't take him there, he still needed to try to learn more clues, whether it was three years ago, or now, this spiritual realm is surprisingly complicated, and at the same time, there is also the property of forbidden spiritual energy, as if you are required to only trace the essence from the perspective of mortals, it seems that some key clues have been forgotten, or not noticed, Tang Qi thought...

It is not too far from the Land Temple to the Zheng Mansion, the Land Temple is on the periphery of the east of the Li, and the Zheng Mansion is a little closer to the middle, with a few alleys in between, and Tang Qi saw that the people who returned home closed the door early, as if this would make them all feel at ease. Whenever an irresistible terror strikes, the consciousness that comes from inheritance will always make people choose a closed and small environment, as if such an environment will allow them to control the small situation around them with peace of mind...

Tang Qi followed Mrs. Zhao to the Zheng Mansion, this Zheng family is worthy of the local gentry, the mansion is afraid of three or five times the size of ordinary people, the lacquered gold plaque is written on the Zheng Mansion, the two stone carvings at the door seem to be Pi Yu are also magnificent, and there is a courtyard guard at the gate of the courtyard.

The nursing home recognized Zhao Lizheng, one of the nursing homes went to report the master, and the other seemed a little unnatural to stand in front of the hospital...

At this time, the old lady may be the real Lizheng, who has been an official for most of her life, even if she is not a big official. But in the eyes of this nursing home, his every movement seems to have his reason...

"Have you found many clues in the house today?" Mrs. Zhao asked the nurse, his voice was low, not angry and arrogant.

"Report to the old lady, Master Zheng led all the servants and maids today, and turned the whole courtyard upside down, but he never saw any clues, and now his old man agrees with the young lady's words..."

"Presumptuous! The high monk once said, the Demon Suppression Tower will not fall for a day, and the ghosts will not appear for a day, but that master from the ancient temple of Hanshan, how can he fool me and others?"

This sentence made the nursing home tremble with fright, and his legs were almost limp and fell to the ground, "Eh! What the old lady said is very true, it should be the old man who was blinded by the pain of losing his son..."

"Wang Er!"

The courtyard has not yet finished flattering, but there is a call from inside the gate, the voice contains anger and a trace of exhaustion, this courtyard still wants to say something, but the whole person is frozen there, the master Zheng he arranged has now arrived at the door, then what he just said, I am afraid that all of it has entered the ears of the lord...

Tang Qi looked at Master Zheng who stepped out of the gate, more than 1.75 meters tall, at this time he can be regarded as tall, and his figure is not blessed, it is the hoarfrost of his sideburns, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes can be seen to be a little old, a pair of inverted triangular eyes, thin lips and a flat nose, and he is not a good person to get along with at first glance.

As soon as this old man Zheng went out of the door, he glanced at the two entourages behind him, pointed at the second king with his hand, and the two cronies got the order, and caught the second king and entered the inner courtyard...

"Zhao Li is coming to the cold house, Zheng has lost his welcome, he has lost his welcome..."

This Master Zheng is not like an ordinary person, according to the market, Master Zheng only has two sons, the eldest son has long since passed away, the second son just died last night, and the eldest son is married but has not left behind, and the second son is not married, and he has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, can not give birth, in ancient times this kind of unfilial piety has three, no queen is the big era, he can also although gloomy face, but also not rude to the number of things, is also a character...

"Between you and me, there is no need to say much, I came today to introduce you to a person, maybe it can help Ling Lang He to die..."

Zhao Lizheng waved his hand, this Master Zheng carefully looked at the person beside him, this look, Master Zheng, who is already a human spirit, was shocked in his heart, the style and material of the clothes have never been seen, but it is so exquisite and gorgeous, obviously a young man, but his spiritual temperament is calm and gentle, and he looks like a young hero...

"Who is this son?"

This old man Zheng was obviously asking Tang Qi, but his eyes looked at Zhao Lizheng.

"Don't say anything about this first, ask your eldest son's widow, as well as those subordinates and maids who have been in contact with each other, to come again..."Zhao Lizheng did not answer, but went straight to the point, saying that Tang Qi himself is not too clear, this kind of thing that offends people if he doesn't say it well, can he still make this kind of mistake in most of his life?

Master Zheng also stopped talking, spread out his right hand and pointed directly into the courtyard, hunched his waist sideways, "Please come in..."