Chapter 193 The murder case of Anduo, a lone traveler on the snow road

After coming out of the Taiji Palace, Fang Xie did not take the carriage through the city to go back, but walked slowly on the street in front of the snowflakes. Before leaving Miyagi, the snow was covered with a layer of white on the ground, and after turning two streets, the snow was already as thick as the soles of boots. The remnants of the last snow have not yet melted, and this one snow is coming one after another. I don't know if God thinks that Chang'an City is not beautiful enough, and it can be decorated vigorously in winter.

Feeling the snow getting thicker and thicker under your feet, if you pay attention to it, there is a very boring sense of wonder. Fang Jie, who seems to be relaxed, is actually so heavy that his steps are a little heavy. He hung his head slightly as he walked, watching the smooth and clean snow being stamped by his own feet. Step by step, so clear.

The emperor's words have been circling in his ears, and the emperor who picked him up with his own hands seems to be very playful, throwing him into the cage and then releasing him, and then kicking Fang Xie into this game that Fang Xie can't afford to play according to reason, the emperor is very happy, but Fang Xie has to fight hard.

If Chang'an City is a big lake, then the imperial court is the deepest part of this lake. There are few people who can easily paddle on it and move freely. Fang Xie now only has a reed under his feet, and he wants to cross the lake...... How easy is it to say?

There were very few pedestrians on the street, there were no people in the carriage through the city, and when the carriage passed by Fang Jie's side, the coachman warmly greeted him to get on the car, perhaps because he didn't see Fang Jie's uniform of the martial arts academy, he shouted that the young man would not sit in the car, and eight copper coins would send you to the door of the house.

Fang Xie asked seriously, isn't it five copper coins?

The coachman squirmed and said, "Isn't this heavy snow, and it's not too much to add three copper coins?"

Fang Xie asked: No matter where it is sent, it is eight copper coins?

The coachman said, "If you just sit a mile away, I'm embarrassed to charge you eight copper coins?" Within ten miles, it is still five copper coins. If you add three more than ten miles, is it fair or not?

Fang explained that it was really fair, but I didn't sit.

The coachman almost crooked his nose angrily, and said in his heart, why don't you sit and talk to me for a long time? He glanced at Fang Xie with the most contemptuous eyes, and then urged the horse to whip the carriage away. Fang Xie smiled stupidly, as if he had taken advantage of it.

The sky was getting gloomy and gloomy, and the clouds were so low that it seemed as if you could pluck a handful of newly blooming snowflakes with your hand. Fang Xie suddenly regretted that he didn't take the carriage, and if he walked all the way back to the shop, it would take at least an hour. If the hospital uniform is dirty, you have to wash it yourself, although there is a woman...... But the sinking fan is not the type who is willing to hold a wooden basin to wash clothes.

So he decided to cut corners.

Turning into another street, Fang Xie looked at the sign at the entrance when he walked into this street.

East 18th Street

Fang Xie calculated the distance, and it was still far from the East 23 where the shop was located. There is not a single pedestrian on this street, and it looks exceptionally clean and peaceful. The layout of each city in Chang'an City is almost identical, and the straight streets divide the market like tofu pieces, and if you can look down from the sky, you will be shocked at how the construction of this majestic city can be so regular.

The sound of his feet stepping on the snow was clear, and Fang Xie looked at the shops on both sides of the street as he walked. Walking into East 18th Street about 100 meters, he found that there was a dilapidated house in this supposedly prosperous place. Looking at the mutilated appearance, no one has cared about it for decades, to say the least. You must know that although Chang'an City is very large, every inch of land is expensive, how can businessmen look at such a good place and ignore it?

So he couldn't help but stop and take a closer look at the house.

The walls had collapsed in a few places, but the doorway was still intact. The rusted iron locks were no longer visible, and they were almost fused with the chains. Fang Xie looked through a gap in the wall and found that the withered grass in the courtyard had covered the entire courtyard. I couldn't see the house clearly, but the swarthy and broken windows that were exposed were like the gates of hell.

I don't understand, why is this place deserted?

He paused for a moment in front of the courtyard, and felt that something was wrong with the house. So instead of rushing home, he walked into a teahouse across the street not far from the house. Originally, the business of this teahouse was not very good, and the owner of the teahouse was so close to that depressing place that it was miserable. On this snowy day, there were guests entering the door, and the boss hurriedly greeted him personally.

When he saw the martial arts academy uniform on Fang Jie's body, his heart became even more excited. Students can go out for three days a month, and they don't have to go back to live at night when classes are closed for these three days. When Fang Xie was released from the prison, it happened to be the suspension of the Martial Arts Academy.

"Childe, please come in"

The veteran picked up a duster to sweep the snow off Fang Jie's body, and his enthusiastic attitude was very pleasant. Fang explained thank you, and then chose a seat by the window and sat down.

"What does Childe drink?"

The boss asked.

Fang Xie didn't have much research on the tea ceremony, and casually pointed to a medium-priced tea on the list, which was neither ostentatious nor low-key. The boss first sent someone to send four kinds of dried fruit snacks, and then made tea for Fang Jiejie by himself.

"Boss, the house over there has been abandoned for many years, right?"

Fang asked.

He was curious because he wanted to know why the sought-after valuable land was not even cared for.

"You say there, ahem...... Don't talk about it, that place is so gloomy! ”

The boss sighed, as if complaining.

He waved away a wild cat that appeared at the door, his eyes full of disgust. The wild cat glanced back, and went to the base of a wall and lay down, looking a little pitiful in the snow.

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Referring to the house across the street not far away, the owner of the teahouse opened the conversation. He sat down opposite Fang Xie with his purple clay pot, and let Xiao Er add two more dried fruits. In such weather, the guest will solve one, and the boss may be too bored, so he can't stop as soon as he speaks.

"It is said that this house was inhabited by a court member a long, long time ago, and I remember hearing my father or my grandfather mention it...... This place has been in existence for seventy or eighty years, if not for a hundred years. It is said that because the lord committed a crime, he was stripped of his official title, and the family was blasted out of Chang'an City. Before leaving, he sold the house to a wealthy merchant at a low price, this place was once prosperous, and now the most prosperous East 23 is not as prosperous as it once was. ”

The boss took a sip of tea and moistened his throat and continued: "Because this was one of the most prosperous places in Chang'an City at that time, the rich businessman was naturally happy to buy a house at a low price, and after a little tidying up, he moved in with his family. It's also strange to say, maybe his identity can't suppress the atmosphere of this house, and his family has died of illness one after another. Later, the family was poisoned by their business rivals. ”

"There are dozens of people in a family, and there is no one left."

"Oh?"

Fang Xie couldn't help but ask: "It's so rampant, presumably the murderer will have no good end." ”

"That's natural, it is said that the emperor personally issued an order, and the rich merchant who poisoned him was also cut down by dozens of people, and the rest were confiscated as slaves."

The boss sighed and said: "Later, this house was bought again, and then there were a series of accidents, either the servant fell into the well and drowned, or died of illness." This place is becoming more and more evil, and later I heard that it was the adult who was dismissed and expelled because of grief and indignation, and poisoned his family members as soon as he came out of Chang'an, and then returned to Chang'an City alone, and hanged himself in a side room of the house, and it took a long time before the body was found. It is said that the resentment is too heavy, the ghost is too strong, and whoever comes will be unlucky. ”

"So this house was abandoned, and because of this dilapidated house, the entire East Eighteenth Street fell into decay, and no one came here on weekdays. It is precisely because it is no longer possible here that the East 23 Articles have become prosperous. ”

Fang Xie nodded, and couldn't help but glance at the house again. He didn't believe in any ghosts, and if it wasn't a coincidence that there were accidents in the house one after another, someone did it on purpose at that time. But I don't know why I didn't take over the house later, as for so many ghost talks, most of them are based on false rumors.

"Who owns the title deed of this house?"

Fang asked.

"I don't know"

The boss shook his head and said, "Most of them are in the yamen of Chang'an Mansion." ”

Fang Xie snorted, drank the tea in the cup, and looked at the house again: "If you buy this place, it shouldn't be okay to rebuild a courtyard, after all, so many years have passed." Even if there were ghosts, they would have disappeared long ago. ”

"Not necessarily!"

The boss said: "There are naughty children who often crawl in to play hide and seek, and a few children escaped in fright crying not long after they went in early this morning, saying that there were evil spirits inside." I inquired about it, and said that a wild dog that had lived in it had died, and its head had been bitten off, and I didn't know what it had bitten to death. But it can bite a wild dog to death silently, and there can be no wild beast here, what else can it be but an evil spirit? ”

In order to confirm his words, the boss pointed to the wild cat outside that was huddled at the base of the wall and shivered from the cold, and said, "You see, even that wild cat does not dare to enter the house to avoid the snow." ”

Fang Xie followed the boss's finger and looked over, then frowned slightly.

Indeed, it was unconscionable that the wild cat would rather curl up in the corner of the wall in the wind and snow than enter the dilapidated house.

Perhaps, there is something strange in that house.

Fang Xie smiled, dispelling the idea of this dilapidated yard. Originally, he was just curious, spent the money for a pot of tea, and listened to an interesting story, and the afternoon passed like this. Fang Xie got up, settled the tea money and walked out of the teahouse. After walking a few steps, the owner of the teahouse chased him out and gave him a half-used oil-paper umbrella.

"It's not worth much, Childe holds it to block the wind and snow."

The boss stuffed the umbrella into Fang Jie's hand, waited for Fang Xie to say thank you, and then ran back satisfied. It's been a long time since anyone wants to sit down and listen to him tell a story, and this boy is a good listener. Fang Xie walked back with an oil-paper umbrella, and couldn't help but take another look at the wild cat.

I don't know why, but there seems to be a very complicated application in the wildcat's eyes.

Fang Xie smiled, and said that he began to be suspicious after hearing a story.

On the snowy road, the teenager walked alone.

As he disappeared into the corner of East 18th Street, there seemed to be a dark cloud falling rapidly from the sky into the dilapidated courtyard. The wild cat, huddled in the corner, screamed and turned to flee. The owner of the teahouse pouted as he looked at the wild cat that fled in panic, and said in his heart, "Don't you want to scare me."

He watched the boy leave, not noticing a pair of gloomy eyes peering out through the crack in the wall in the broken yard.

The boss thought that the young man had given an extra twenty wen tea money, which was enough to buy a new oil-paper umbrella. He also got a favor from giving him an umbrella, maybe there would be one more old customer, so he was a little proud, and felt that he was really a genius in business.

The wild cat fled without a trace, and the figure of the boy disappeared.

On this day, there were three more murders in Chang'an City.

The three who died were all students of the Martial Arts Academy.

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