Qiu Yan realized that something was wrong, and the impulse in his heart burst out, leaving all his doubts behind, he shuddered and quickly closed the door, turned off the light and lay back on the bed to reveal a gap, quietly observing in the dark.

Suddenly, Qiu Yan, who was hiding under the bed, heard the window of the room creak. The window of the guest room slowly opened a crack, and there seemed to be a bloated black shadow desperately trying to jump in.

Qiu Yan was puzzled, was there any mistake, his room was on the second floor, although it was not high, but the vertical ground distance was nearly eight meters, who went to the trouble to get a long ladder to sneak into my room?

Intuition told Qiu Yan that he must not let that 'thing' in, otherwise it would be unimaginable. So, Qiu Yan quietly groped for the folding stool next to the bedside in the dark, forcibly suppressed his anger and walked over, plucked up all his strength at the edge and slammed open the window violently, and the folding stool in his hand slammed down on the place where the 'thing' resembled a head.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he heard a painful roar in his ears and fell from the window.

"Hmph!" Qiu Yan raised the folding stool in his hand, looked out of the window demonstratively, and suddenly sweated in surprise.

The room is still on the second floor, and although it is dark outside the window, you can still tell that the position of the window from the ground is definitely not eight meters. Under the window was a pitch-black abyss, seemingly bottomless, and the 'thing' that desperately tried to climb into the room was still falling downward, falling and falling.

Suddenly, the door was knocked on again, and an inexplicable fear welled up in my heart. Qiu Yan stared at the door of the room, and suddenly felt that the door that was close at hand revealed an indescribable weirdness. This weirdness with a strong temptation swept away reason and controlled the body, Qiu Yan stretched out his arm and slowly pulled the door.

.....

'Ahh It turned out to be a dream, and it was the kind of real nightmare that made people unable to distinguish between fiction and reality, why, why did this kind of dream often occur during this time?

Looking out the window, the eyes stinged by the dazzling sunlight turned out to be early in the morning. Hey, no! When did the window open a crack? Qiu Yan clearly remembered that it was clearly closed when he slept.

Qiu Yan's whole body was shocked, he turned over and jumped off the edge of the bed to the window and shook the window sash, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the corner of the window, and his pupils suddenly contracted at this moment.

Last night's events may not have been a ridiculous nightmare, because a pair of black marks were clearly printed on the window edge, a pair of footprints that didn't know what 'something' belonged to...

At this time, there was an impatient knock outside the door, Qiu Yan turned his forehead to look at the door, and when he was hesitating whether to open the door, he heard Xiao Sanzidi shouting in a loud voice and eagerly. "Qiu Yan, open the door quickly, Mu Yu is dead! Someone found his body in the river just now!"

.....

Restlessly waiting, I finally stayed up until dark, and after eleven o'clock at night, Qiu Yan couldn't wait to pull the little third son out.

"What's the matter, I've been working with you almost every night lately, and I've stayed up all night, I thought Anya had found it, and Sister Xin Rui's body had also been found, and this matter could be over, I could finally sleep to my heart's content, and you actually went crazy and asked me to come out again!"

"Idiot, don't you think the cause of Mu Yufei's death is suspicious?"

"What if it's suspicious? His death is basically the welfare of Foshan Town, he really knows people and faces, and everyone is happy when their family dies. The little third son continued nonchalantly. "And don't forget, he wanted to burn us with gasoline last night!"

Qiu Yan ignored it and said to herself. "That's even more strange, according to what the fisherman said, he went to the river at six o'clock today to net fish, but he didn't expect to catch the big guy when he cast the net, and when he mentioned it, he found that it was Mu Yufei's body. ”

"When I went to ask him in the morning, the fisherman mentioned that Mu Yufei had serious corpse spots on his back, and those corpse spots would not fade even if he pressed with his fingers, and it was obvious that he had developed from the accumulation stage to the spreading stage, and his death time should have been at least ten hours or more! That is to say, he died before six o'clock yesterday afternoon, do you remember how many quarters of an hour in the evening we found that secret passage?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's probably early in the morning. The little third son hugged his chest and lowered his head in thought.

"That's right, a person who died six hours ago can't have set fire to the crime, there must have been someone else who set the fire!" Qiu Yan patted his arm and affirmed.

"According to that, wasn't it Mu Yufei himself who was with us last night?! Besides, we did hear Mu Yufei's voice in the dark cave. The little third son's eye sockets were slightly sunken and frightened, and he was surprised.

"There are no wonders in the world. ”

"Well, what about last night..."

"That's why I want to go to the ancestral hall to see the bodies of those two people, maybe I can find some clues. Qiu Yan's eyes rippled, and he said his purpose.

The corners of Xiao Sanzi's mouth suddenly opened in surprise. "No! Absolutely not, it's too rebellious, if grandma knows, she will have to beat me to death with a cigarette stick!" The little third son waved his hand again and again, and turned around as he spoke, wanting to slip away. "Trespassing on the ancestral shrine will violate the ancestral teachings, I don't want our family to lose the incense. ”

"Don't worry, absolutely not. Qiu Yan grabbed his collar and dragged it forward, shaking his head constantly, he was an atheist, he didn't believe in any ancestral oaths, if he had, wouldn't he have already gone to hell and suffered from the fire of reincarnation.

"No, I'm still young, our family is just my incense, and we still expect me to pass on the ancestry!" The little third son resisted desperately, but he couldn't break Qiu Yan's palm.

"What about Juanya, do you like her, do you really want to marry her?" Qiu Yan stared at him with his eyes, torturing his will with a righteous and awe-inspiring tone. "Obviously, there is a huge force behind this matter, and this force is definitely inextricably linked to Juanya, or she may be used by demagoguery. ”

"This force is definitely not simple, if it thinks that Juanya is no longer useful, it may kill people. Although these words are false, but I can't care so much about it now, let's stabilize him first.

"It's so serious, it won't be too alarmist, right?" The little third son suddenly calmed down, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

A sincere smile appeared on Qiu Yan's face. "Do you have the courage to gamble with Juanya's life? Give you three minutes to consider whether to find out the truth and save the lover of your dreams, or to be swayed by your old ideas and regret it for the rest of your life. ”

The little third son hugged his head and smiled bitterly, looking like a rooster who had lost the battle and was unlucky enough to fall into the water.

After a long time, he raised his head, his eyes were firm, and he said resolutely. "I'll take you. ”