"By the way, Xiaoyue, just now you said that you found some clues about the troupe back then, but in this Kyoto?" Ye Wudao asked her.

Yan Ruyue nodded and said: "That's right, although the troupe called Lanmei was disbanded before the liberation, but I found out that the head of the Lanmei troupe back then, and a daughter is still alive and teaching, teaching in a university in Kyoto, this is some of the information I found about her......"

"Okay, let's go to her and ask about the situation back then, maybe we can know where Zhou Xiaoqin's bones are buried?" Ye Wudao said.

Zhou Xiaoqin died in the 60th year of the Republic of China, that is, in 1971, if the daughter of the head of the Lanmei Opera Troupe was still alive, she should be about fifty or sixty years old by now.

Ye Wudao drove the car to Kyoto Theater University, and since there was no phone, Ye Wudao and Yan Ruyue could only get out of the car to ask.

The name of the daughter of the head of the Lanmei opera troupe back then was Lin Shutong, but it was not difficult to find, Ye Wudao and they would know after asking about it.

Ye Wudao and Yan Ruyue came to the rehearsal hall of this school and saw a gray-haired woman instructing a group of students on the stage to rehearse a stage play.

However, to Ye Wudao and Yan Ruyue's surprise, what they rehearsed was not Peking Opera, but modern drama, and now the class has not ended, Ye Wudao and Yan Ruyue did not come forward to disturb them, but sat down in the empty seats under the stage and waited.

According to Yan Ruyue's investigation, Lin Shutong has never been married all her life, and she has always lived alone, alone, and has no friends.

Not long after, seeing Lin Shutong on the stage, he clapped his palms and said, "Okay, that's the end of today's rehearsal." ”

"Goodbye, teacher. A group of students saluted her respectfully before leaving the stage with a sweat.

And Lin Shutong also packed her things and was about to leave, when she saw a young man and woman appear in front of her, and asked if she was Ms. Lin Shutong.

"I'm Lin Shutong, do you have anything to do with me?"

Lin Shutong said disapprerovingly, because some students would often come to ask her for advice, so she regarded Ye Wudao and Yan Ruyue as the people who came to consult her.

"Hello Ms. Lin Shutong, my name is Yan Ruyue, he is Ye Wudao, we have some things we want to ask you. Yan Ruyue opened her mouth and said to her.

"What's the matter?" Lin Shutong asked them.

"It's about some old things about your father's troupe, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you?" Yan Ruyue asked respectfully.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I can help you, my father has been dead for years. Unexpectedly, Lin Shutong refused at once, without any hesitation.

But Ye Wudao saw some clues, when this Lin Shutong heard that they were coming to her to learn about the affairs of the Lanmei Opera Troupe back then, there were some subtle changes in his expression, and this change seemed to bring some panic and weakness.

"Ms. Lin Shutong, we just want to know about one thing back then......" Yan Ruyue saw that Lin Shutong refused, and hurriedly opened her mouth to persuade her.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you, I'm already out of class, please let me, I'm going home. Lin Shutong didn't mean to talk to them at all, but wanted to leave in a hurry.

Yan Ruyue had no choice but to get out of the way and let her pass, she didn't expect that things were completely different from what she thought, and not long after Lin Shutong walked over, Ye Wudao suddenly said something to her back: "We met Zhou Xiaoqin." ”

After Lin Shutong, who was walking, heard Ye Wudao's words, her body trembled suddenly, and her footsteps stopped, and after a long time, she slowly turned her head to look at Ye Wudao, and said to him word by word: "Zhou Xiaoqin is dead." ”

"I didn't say we were seeing living people. Ye Wudao also looked into her eyes and replied.

At this time, Lin Shutong's hand subconsciously grabbed the corner of her clothes, which was a nervous performance, and it was obvious that she knew about Zhou Xiaoqin.

"You two come with me. ”

After a while, Lin Shutong let go of his hand and said to the two of them.

Ye Wudao and Yan Ruyue followed Lin Shutong to an apartment, this is where she lives, the place is not big, only one bedroom and one living room.

Lin Shutong poured them two cups of tea, then sat down, and was silent for a while before she spoke, "How is she?"

When she said to her, it was naturally Zhou Xiaoqin who asked, Ye Wudao put down the teacup and said to her: "She is dead, her face has been scratched, and because of her resentment, she can't be quelled, and she has become a haunting evil spirit, harming people everywhere." ”

Lin Shutong's hand shook, and the hot tea in the cup suddenly poured out and fell on her arm, and she didn't even feel the slightest.

"That'...... Then what are you looking for me for?" After a while, Lin Shutong asked, her voice trembling a little.

"I sent her away, but I promised her that I would find her bones and bury her so that she could be reincarnated as soon as possible, I want to ask you, do you know where her bones are buried?"

Ye Wudao didn't want to scare her, he could see that Zhou Xiaoqin's matter was very likely to be related to her, Ye Wudao was not an eventful person, Zhou Xiaoqin was dead, people couldn't be resurrected after death, Ye Wudao didn't come here to avenge her, he just wanted to find her bones, so whether this Lin Shutong had anything to do with Zhou Xiaoqin's death, Ye Wudao didn't care.

"I ...... I don't know that there was a fire in the Lanmei opera troupe that year, burning more than a dozen people, and Zhou Xiaoqin was also buried in the fire along with the Lanmei opera troupe. ”

Lin Shutong took a sip of tea, moistened his dry throat and said.

Obviously, this incident back then has become a shadow for her whole life, so that she has no way to get out of this life, and it is estimated that it is also the reason why she has been single.

"After the fire has passed, even if the troupe is gone, but the place is still there, then do you remember where the fire broke out in the Lanmei troupe back then?"

"It's been so long that I don't remember much, and over the years, Kyoto has changed dramatically, and many of the terrain and features are long gone. Lin Shutong lowered her head and whispered.

Ye Wudao didn't speak, but took a sip of tea slowly, this tea is Kuding tea, very bitter and astringent, but after the bitterness, there will be a sweet taste, which is not very suitable for entertaining guests.

(End of chapter)