In the afternoon, the shade of the trees.

I roasted the pheasants that Yu Zhongli caught, and from time to time I glanced at the man lying on his side on the ground, occasionally trembling twice.

Hearing a hissing sound, my guilt and embarrassment welled up in my heart and I spoke.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake on my head."

Yu Zhongli gritted his teeth slightly: "You are revenge!" ”

I panicked: "I don't, we have no grievances, what is there to retaliate against?" ”

"You're jealous of me, what I have you don't have, huh!"

Me: "......"

Yu Zhongli paused for a second before he reacted, and added arrogantly: "I'm talking about beauty and wisdom, don't think too much about it." ”

Me: "......"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's terrible......"

I sighed silently, took out all the rune paper from my arms and unfolded it in front of Grandpa Mao as if it were in front of him: "Make amends, are you enough?" ”

Yu Zhongli's eyes widened, but his face turned to the side: "Superficial, am I the kind of person who can be bought by interests?" ”

I raised an eyebrow: "Don't." Well—"

The hand that received the rune paper was only bent for a moment, and a gust of wind blew, and the owner of the rune paper had changed.

Yu Zhongli shook the wad of treasures on his fingers with satisfaction, proudly put them into his baggy trouser pocket, and patted them at the end.

I glanced at him, and was able to sit up, and it looked like the terrible pain was over. Turn around and concentrate on roasting chicken.

"That's not how chickens are roasted, you see that your technique is not right, you should do it first...... And then ...... like that."

Balabala, Balabala, the little guilt in my head disappeared in an instant, and I threw my things away in annoyance, and glared back at him: "You have such a good understanding of chickens, you come to roast." ”

Yu Zhongli was stunned, happily turned out the heavy responsibility of barbecue, and then defended: "I just have research on this chicken, but I haven't studied other chickens, you know what I mean, huh?" ”

The man holding the branch threw a seductive glance at me.

With a blank face, I returned to the trunk of the tree neatly, ready to take stock of the contents of the backpack, when I saw the yellow file bag that had been pressed under the backpack in a hurry.

It was given by Han Wu, saying that it was a file about my life experience.

I didn't want to open it when I was in the Daomen before, but now that I was separated from my friends at the beginning of my trip to the northwest, I was in no mood to see it. I rolled up the file and stuffed it into my backpack.

A greasy hand reached over and snatched the file.

I got up and was about to grab: "Give it back to me!" ”

Yu Zhongli was a master of the master, snatched it away and began to open the file with his back to me, took out a piece of paper and squinted his eyes at the sun: "Well, the name is Liang Yihuan - oops!" ”

I unceremoniously stomped on his foot and glanced viciously at his crotch as I retrieved the file.

He reflexively reached out to protect the main part, and his slender eyes were bent: "Just kidding, Xiao Huan, don't be angry." ”

Sick.

I walked back with a cold face, and heard him curious behind him: "Liang Yihuan, Ning Huan, it won't be Xiao Huan's real name before, hahaha." ”

Footsteps paused, what did he just say?

Liang, Yi Huan.

The girl crying alone with her knees in the darkness came to mind, dressed in white and with long hair and a shawl.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Yihuan."

Yi Huan.

My pupils dilated suddenly, and Han Wu clearly said that this was my life history file.

I pulled out the piece of paper as fast as I could, and scanned it from beginning to end, and the shock in my heart made my whole body feel a chill in the summer. The paper trembled slightly with me between my fingers.

Liang Yihuan, the only granddaughter of the owner of Liangjiazhuang, was lost at the age of six......

That little girl turned out to be me.

I am her.

No, I thought in my heart, what about the woman in red with the fire fox behind her?

At that time, I entered my subconscious, and Elder Qiu told me that the guardian of the Hidden Gate might be myself, maybe someone who was very important to me, and at that time I thought that the woman in red, the little girl, Yihuan, was actually the same person.

And now it seems that I used to be called Yihuan, and the little girl should be my childhood, so this means that I am the same person as the woman in red?

This is ridiculous.

Doesn't that mean that the fire fox that has appeared in nightmares many times is me?

I'm going to hurt myself?

No, no.

It doesn't make sense.

"What are you in a daze, the paper in your hand is going to be torn by you." Yu Zhongli's leisurely voice sounded in his ears.

I jerked my head up and met his long, slender fox-like cunning eyes, and immediately frowned and walked briskly into the woods with the file.

Yu Zhongli was inexplicable: "Xiao Huan, where are you going?" ”

"Don't come along, be careful that I hurt you again."

The warning was effective, and I walked all the way to a quiet place, picked a clean tree trunk and sat down, and I began to carefully look through the file given by Han Wu with a cold face.

There is not a lot of information, judging from the content, many of the information written by Han Wu in private investigation records, the date of which comes from the fact that Han Wu has been secretly investigating Liang Yihuan's disappearance since he became a police officer, but it may not be enough to make no progress for more than ten years.

It wasn't until he became a criminal policeman, and he met me again many years later—me who had become Ning Huan.

Ning Huan, who was abandoned and lived on the streets at the age of six, was later found and brought back by the director of the orphanage. At the age of fourteen, he was abused and escaped by Cai's mother in the Cai family, and was brought back by the director of the orphanage until he became an adult at the age of eighteen.

As an adult, I have been doing odd jobs everywhere, and after the help and introduction of the sponsor Cheng Wenjian at that time, I started to sell work, and I have been in the position of gold medal sales.

Then I was involved in several disappearances and murders in a row, and Han Wu marked me as a high-risk group.

And Liang Yihuan's information is concise and pitiful, disappeared at the age of six, there is no follow-up, and there is a one-inch photo of me pasted next to the immature photo, which is a photo of me being caught by Interpol on a European cruise ship.

Innocence and plaintiveness, in stark contrast, there is a line of words written next to the two photos, the steel is strong, I guess it was written by Han Wu.

It is written: Which one is you, who keeps bringing bad luck to the people around you, is it your fault or is it even you who are a victim in this huge mystery......

Obviously, Han Wu had no answer, from the initial hostility to the fact that he personally handed over the important files to me, he probably wanted to let this unsolved case have an understanding, and I, the client, were the most qualified and obligated to solve the mystery.

After reading more than a dozen pieces of information in a blink of an eye, there was a blank piece of paper with an address printed on it at the end.

It reads: Liangjiazhuang.

That's where it all began. (To be continued.) )