"Is he alright?" Looking at the disappearing figure of the Taoist priest, Yueyu suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, after all, he had saved himself, and judging by his words and deeds, his original intention was also good. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who knows?" Fei Jiang asked rhetorically, as if he no longer cared about this matter, and touched Yuesheng's head and said, "Let's get here today, we still have a lot to do." ”

Then the moonrise was a little scared. Although Wang Lian is the murderer, there are no bones left, and they will definitely leave traces when they rashly enter the crime scene. Now that I think about it, except for touching the disc when I first entered the main hall, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, and the fingerprints are easy to clean.

Originally, Fei Jiang still wanted to walk around this house, because according to his judgment, if the first step was taken, there would definitely be a second time, and if the search continued, maybe there would be new discoveries. But Moonrise resolutely stopped him.

"We are here to find the truth about Zhao Decai's death and eliminate potential threats, not to investigate the case...... Well, the house is disgusting, I really don't want to stay any longer. ”

"Potential ......threats," Fei Jiang repeated silently, "I don't think the threat has gone away." ”

"Ahh Yuesheng was so frightened that she almost lost her ability to think just now, and then she returned to normal, "You mean, the person who made Wang Lian a zombie?" ”

"But we haven't found a clue so far," Moonrise hesitated for a moment, "Let's get out of here first, or it will be dawn or someone will be seen, and it will really be over." ”

"That's what the master said." Fei Jiang said with a smile.

Subsequently, Yueli and Feijiang quickly left the house at No. 12 Nanya Street.

Back in Su Mansion, Zhao Decai was the first to rush forward, his eyes were stunned as he looked at the small jar held by Yueli and Feijiang in his hands, and his lips trembled: "This, this is my ......"

Yueyu nodded: "Yes, Uncle Zhao, take a look, how to settle it is better, it is to find your family......"

Halfway through the words, Yueyu didn't know how to continue, because Zhao Decai was already in tears, and he wanted to take the jar with both hands, but finally put down his trembling hands in mid-air.

"Forget it, it's all over. Thank you, that's all...... Burn it......" Zhao Decai bowed deeply.

"Hey, sooner or later, I'm going to have to go through this experience." Cha Sanniang on the side twisted Xiao Man's waist, said with a disdainful expression, and then disappeared into the east wing room like a wisp of smoke.

But the most surprising thing when the moonrise comes back is the change in the house. As soon as she entered, she found that there were many red lanterns in the courtyard, one by one, illuminating the mansion in full bloom.

"North Star and I found these lanterns in the back room, some of them were hung under the eaves, and the rest, we used a few threads to drop the lanterns on them, how did they look? Looks good, right? After the moon left, the two started in front of the back cover room and worked around.

"But it's all thanks to Uncle Zhao, if it weren't for him, we would still be thinking about how to light these lanterns." Nanxing showed his starry eyes and grinned, revealing a neat mouthful of small teeth.

"This thing called electric light is really amazing, Nanxing and I have only heard of it, but we have never done it ourselves." Beixing also nodded firmly.

"How about the master, do you like it?" This sentence, the two of them actually spoke in unison.

"I like it, it feels the same as the New Year."

"That's good! Although I think the white lantern is still pretty," Nanxing frowned slightly, and then smiled again, "But the red one is not bad, the master likes it." ”

"White? It looks good even though it's black. "North Star disagrees.

In fact, Yuesheng wants to complain: Whether it's black or white, I'm famous, okay? People don't know, they will definitely think that we are a funeral home......

******

That night, the moonrise was so tired that he could barely open his eyes, so he took a shower and fell asleep.

The next morning, after breakfast, she lay down on the bed and opened the diary she had found on South Cliff Street the previous day.

"What has been done or will be done, give to me in the past."

"How? What did you find? ”

Sure enough, as soon as she read a line of words, someone was about to jump out and forcibly brush a wave of presence. At this time, Fei Jiang changed back into the green shirt and lay down leisurely beside her, and his arms naturally wrapped around her shoulders.

Moonrise didn't bother to warn him, and concentrated on checking the book in his hand.

"It looks like it's a diary." Moonrise said while watching.

First of all, she was shocked that a person like Wang Lian would have the habit of keeping a diary, and she immediately realized that this was an uncomfortable diary.

In addition to the daily situation in a few short sentences, the internal industry is also mixed with a large number of Wang Lian's "painting" works. These unstructured graffiti are filled with themes of death, abuse, and gore, and are oppressive and breathless.

But curious about Wang Lian's inner world, Yueshang still read it in a targeted manner. For example, she noticed this paragraph.

"May 3, 2009:

The essence of this world is that the weak eat the strong, originally, I thought that the life of the weak was destined to be trampled on, until I met Chen Liang. I want to be like him.'"

"June 1, 2009:

Half a month ago, my parents left home, and I cried a lot. But now, I can say that in my life so far, I have never been so happy, and it was a feeling of respect. Thank you, Chen Liang."

"June 1, 2009:

I heard some bad voices, Chen Liang, does he always look at me like that? No, we're friends, no.'

"―Year―Month 1st" (The handwriting has been blurred by bloodstains)

I killed Chen Liang! I killed Chen Liang!? I...... Ahhh

"10 April 2018:

I got the container! If I could, I could seal Chen Liang's soul in this old man's body, and when the time came, he would be alive! I must apologize to him in person, even if he is killed......

April 2018: (The handwriting has been blurred by bloodstains)

Haha, it doesn't matter, it's myself! Chen Liang, wait for me, wait for me. Chen Liang, killing you is the most regrettable thing in my life, if I can do it all over again......

……

With a gasp, Yueyu closed the diary and turned to Feijiang worriedly: "It turns out that Wang Lian killed Zhao Decai to resurrect Chen Liang?" In this way, he knew that Chen Liang's ghost was in the house, and he also deeply regretted it. ”

"But he can't do it alone." Fei Jiang said that although he smiled, his eyes revealed thoughtfulness, "And have you noticed that Wang Lian wrote that he 'obtained' the corpse, not admitting that he killed Zhao Decai with his own hands." ”

This is really scary, is there an unknown driver behind all this?

Seeing the moonrise's nervous blushing and whiteness for a while, she felt very cute, and while she was unprepared, her charming face quietly approached, and suddenly kissed her face.