Come to the ancestral hall and find me.

A text message with only six words, and the sender is a number with no notes, which makes this text message seem very unfamiliar, almost abruptly displayed on the mobile phone screen.

I read the number three times into my phone, until the number suddenly merged with some kind of memory in my head, and the familiar name suddenly popped out of my mind.

"This is Qiulan's mobile phone number."

"Are you not mistaken?" Qin Chu asked.

"It should be right, I bought the phone for her, and I picked the number, I have an impression." I looked at the screen and double-checked.

"No, even if it's Qiulan, she only has my number in her phone, how could she send the message to your phone?"

"Could it be that Uncle Yan gave her my number?"

It seems that this is also said in the past. But no matter what, Qiulan had a good relationship with me and Qin Chuyi before she left, even if she wanted to find us to go to the ancestral hall, she wouldn't be as clueless as now, at least we have been separated for so long, and we always want a greeting.

"Is something wrong?" Qin Chu muttered.

"It should be. How long does it take to get off the plane? ”

As soon as I finished asking this question, the gentle and lovely voice of the flight attendant happened to appear on the radio, reminding passengers to turn off the plane and prepare for the plane to descend. I settled down, calculated the remaining qiē in my mind, and prepared to rush to the ancestral hall to find out.

To be honest, this text message was sent on Qin Chuyi's mobile phone, and my name was not mentioned in it, so it wasn't necessarily for me. Even if something really happened to the ancestral hall before, Qiulan, as the person who has been with Yan Bo, the person named Xu Wei should have sued me, so that the name Song Qiulan was not mentioned at all. Regardless of whether Qiulan is looking for me or Qin Chuyi, I should follow, just in case.

After getting off the plane, I used Qin Chuyi's mobile phone to text her back and asked her about the recent situation, but she didn't reply for a long time, and no one answered the call. I don't know what's going on over there.

I was going to go to City C the next day, but the current situation seems to be urgent. I hurriedly bought a new mobile phone and plugged in the phone card, and while calling Song Qiulan's phone, I called Qin Chuyi to buy the fastest high-speed rail ticket to City C. Thankfully, we finally caught the standing ticket at the last second. By the time we set foot on the way to the ancestral hall, it was close to ten o'clock in the evening.

Qin Chuyi and I haven't had a good rest in the past few days, especially him, two dark circles under his eyes are obviously around his eyes, and his face is full of tiredness.

"Do you want to go home and rest first?" I asked with some distress.

So much happened after he was gone. I didn't even have time to ask him properly, after all, Tsing Yi took Qin Chuyi away in the cloak of Fiona, as for whether he told his family about these things, and how Tsing Yi got the body of Fiona, who went to college abroad, I don't know.

Qin Chuyi shook his head with a smile and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around my shoulder. "It's okay, I'm in good health, how can my mother let you go to the ancestral hall when you go back like this now."

Also, it's not good if you can't go when the time comes.

After the fifteenth day of the month, the moon was not as round as it had been. It looked like a half-peeled apple, hanging alone in the sky, with no clouds or stars around, and the night was completely dark, like an abyss.

An uneasy thought welled up in my mind about what was going on here.

"Is it really okay for us to come over now, could it be that Qiulan has already slept?"

"No," I shook my head, "we've called the ancestral hall before, but no one answered." Qiulan is definitely not still living in the ancestral hall now. But according to the text message, she is now going to make an appointment with me or you to meet in the ancestral hall, obviously secretly ~ appearing to avoid people's eyes. So at this time, the moon is dark and the wind is high, which is the best time to meet, and we have also texted her, if she sees it, she should appear. ”

As we spoke, the black outline of the ancestral hall gradually appeared in our sight. From our point of view. At this moment, the ancestral hall has lost the majestic and solemn atmosphere of the day, there are no people living inside, Yan Bo is gone, there is not a single light inside and outside the house, and it is dark like an old ghost house. The carved beams of black tiles and red bricks are like a monster staring at us in the dark night, waiting for us to step into its mouth step by step.

I was suddenly a little timid, Qiulan wanted to meet me, it was not good to choose somewhere, but I chose the ancestral hall in the middle of the night, is it taboo.

"Here we are." Qin Chuyi stopped and grabbed me who wanted to continue walking, "Just stand here and take a look at the situation first." ”

He was obviously more prepared than I was, and knew how to stand in the shadows and wait for an opportunity. There are several big trees planted outside the ancestral hall, all of which were transplanted by the bigwigs of the family when they were rebuilt that year, saying that they are a hundred years old. Although at first everyone thought that these trees from afar could grow well, but from the current situation, it is not particularly bad. The lush foliage is still lush in winter, without the slightest timidity, a huge black shadow formed under the moonlight, and the two of us happened to stay in this black shadow, observing the ancestral hall gate of the black hole ~ hole.

There was a lock on the door, and I was familiar with that lock, when I first met Yan Bo here, the door was also locked, the wrinkles on his face were twisted together, and a pair of small, round eyes stared brightly in the direction of the gate under the folds, and his face was harder than the cement on the ground. The original fear has now turned into longing, who would have thought that Yan Bo, who is in good health, the Yan Bo who likes to call me when he has nothing to do, and let me "pass on the ancestry", is now gone.

The moon is not round, but the moonlight is very bright, everything under the light can be seen clearly, there is a feeling of the ancient poet's pen, the moonlight is like water and the moonlight is like frost, I can even distinguish a few new traces on the door, but all the qiē did not help us find the shadow of Song Qiulan, even the shadows of other creatures were not seen, the picture in front of me was like a black and white photo, without a trace of life, this obviously should not be the appearance of the ancestral hall on weekdays.

Could it be that Qiulan is really not there? I began to doubt my own judgment, and turned my head to look at Qin Chuyi, who was standing beside me, who also had the word fox suspicious written on his face, staring at every move of the scene in front of me.

"Will she come?" Qin Chu asked.

Just when I didn't know how to answer, I suddenly noticed that the shadows of the trees on the other side had changed a little, and the black shadows gradually lengthened, giving the illusion that the shadows of the trees were shaking after the wind blew them.

But at this moment, in the air, let alone the wind, there is not even a trace of movement, and the elongation of the shadow of the tree is obviously only one possibility.

There was a man standing opposite.

Qin Chuyi held my hand and used some of it, obviously he also noticed this. If it weren't for the change in the shadow of the tree, the person standing in the shadow would not have exposed himself at all.

"Is it Qiulan?" I asked in a whisper, almost talking to him in an airstream.

"I'm not sure, don't move yet, and we'll talk about it depending on the situation."

I'm not sure if the guy across from me noticed our stints, but he certainly didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, so he behaved like us. I suddenly remembered that when we were at the door of the house before, we were also hiding under the shadow of the tree and observing Song Qiulan in front of us, when Zhao Cheng was still alive.

Time passed minute by minute, except for the person in the shadow of the tree opposite, Qiulan did not appear at all. I couldn't help but get a little nervous at first, and a question suddenly came to mind.

Did the man just go into the shadows of the trees, or had he been there all along? If he just showed up, it wouldn't be a problem, but if he had been there......

Didn't he know that Qin Chuyi and I were coming over, but he still didn't react? That person is definitely not Song Qiulan, Qiulan will definitely greet us when she sees us coming, and she will not confront us stupidly like this.

Qin Chu, who was beside him, put his hands on his chest or two, rubbing his hands, as if he wanted to make a big move, and his knuckles clicked.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He moved his neck and said, "You can't stay here with that man, since he doesn't want to show his face, I'll go over and see who he is, thinking we're too stupid to find out!" ”

With that, he was ready to walk over. I grabbed him.

"I'll go with you."

Qin Chuyi pulled me behind him, and he moved in the direction of the person little by little, carefully observing the situation on the other side. But the strange thing is that when I saw the two of us who had already acted, and the direction was obviously towards his position, why didn't that person react at all?

Qin Chu and I looked at each other, both of which seemed a little incredulous. But we were already halfway through the road, and we had to send the arrows on the string, so we still had to finish the second half of the race.

In the moonlight, the silhouette of the man gradually became clear, and my heart beat faster, almost leaping out of my throat. In the still silent air just now, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the lush branches and leaves began to dance in an instant, and the cold wind blew so that there was no warm place on my body.

Seeing that the man was in front of him, the clear outline still remained motionless in the shadow of the tree, and he still did not make the slightest move, which was hardly something that a normal person did.

"Hey! Who are you! Qin Chu drank a lot, and it was extremely abrupt in this lonely winter night. His voice was so hard that I could almost feel the ground trembling beneath my feet. I subconsciously grabbed Qin Chuyi's sleeve and stared at the person in front of me without blinking.

Still nothing happens.

Qin Chu looked at me as if to embolden himself, and after taking a deep breath, he walked quickly to the man's side, and stretched out a hand towards his shoulder.

"Speak, are you dead?" (To be continued.) )