This time, Tong Shuai didn't bring Qin Yan and Wenwen to the exhibition hall full of nostalgic items, but when passing by the backyard, the two of them still couldn't help but look at the chilly bluestone slab at the main entrance of the exhibition hall, and then the two stopped at the same time.

Qin Yan clearly remembered that the huge bluestone slab was no more than eight meters away from the entrance of the exhibition hall, but now, looking through the entire courtyard, there was a blue cobblestone path and a green grass.

Warm eyes looked at Tong Shuai with complicated eyes, but Tong Shuai didn't seem to notice the change in the looks of the two, and still limped in front of him.

Qin Yan put his hands in his trouser pockets and followed. At the same time, I thought in my heart, this is good, I was just a suspicion, but now I can basically conclude that in that underground, there is a good chance that Tong Baguio's corpse is hidden, or there are other ulterior things.

Walking through the backyard and into an antique hall, Tong Shuai stopped. He turned around and beckoned Qin Yan to sit down, but when facing the warmth, he seemed to be a little restrained and afraid.

"My grandmother is gone, you know?" Wen Wen said to Tong Shuai while looking around at this vaguely familiar hall.

Hearing the news of the death of the old man Li Yufei, Tong Shuai was obviously stunned, and then his body shook a little, Qin Yan stood up, stepped forward to support him in two steps, and then helped him into a wide wooden chair and sat down.

Tong Shuai closed his eyes, although he had a strange two-color face, although half of his face did not have a special expression like facial paralysis, but it was still difficult to hide his sad expression.

Wen Wen turned around and faced Tong Shuai, "She wants to be buried here." ”

Tong Shuai looked up and looked warm, as if he didn't understand what she meant for a while.

"You must also know that my grandmother has been controlled by Chen Dewen for so many years in Shanghai, and now she is dead, even if it is burned to ashes, it is still in his hands. Do you think there is any way we can get my grandmother's ashes from Chen Dewen's hands? ”

Hearing this, Tong Shuai frowned slightly, his eyes lowered, and he was really thinking about the question that Wen Wen said.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, actually, I have already thought of a solution." Wen Wen finally introduced the topic to the point, she walked to the chair next to Tong Shuai and sat down, then looked at Tong Shuai, and said, "Dad, I want to know, did you hide my body here?" ”

Hearing the last sentence, Tong Shuai stood up from the chair suddenly, he stared at the warmth, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't say a word.

"What are you afraid of? You know who I am, and you have confirmed it yourself, is there anything I can't know? ”

Tong Shuai lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for his parents to reprimand.

"Dad, you answer me first, my body is here, right?" Looking at Tong Shuai warmly, this question is very important to her.

Tong Shuai nodded.

Warm and happy in her heart, but her face is still silent.

"Can you show me there?"

Tong Shuai raised his head, but when he touched the warm eyes, he hesitated and struggled for more than ten seconds, and then nodded.

Wen Wen turned his head to look at Qin Yan and motioned for him to go along.

Qin Yan clasped his arms in his hands and looked at Father Tong who was staggering in front of him, and suddenly felt a little unbearable.

After passing through the hall, turn left and walk for about fifty meters before entering a study. Qin Yan looked up at the bookshelves on the three walls, looking at the rows of half-used books on them, imagining what it would be like Father Tong sitting here on weekdays to bury his head in reading, and among them, there were dozens of books of yin and yang ghosts that could not be seen on the market.

Tong Shuai walked behind the desk, raised his head to look at Wen Wen, and then looked at Qin Yan, then slowly raised his hand, and gently twisted a bottle of ink on the desk a few times, and then, a row of bookshelves behind him was divided into two and quietly moved to both sides.

And as the bookshelf was removed, what came into his eyes was a black iron door that looked quite heavy, Qin Yan looked at this iron door with wide eyes, but he was very surprised in his heart. This kind of black iron, which seems ordinary, is extremely rare. He remembered that Bai Fan had a black sword of dark iron, and he also knew that he had obtained it from the belly of a five-hundred-year-old man-eating python when he killed it. And this kind of black iron, almost similar to dark iron, has a rare effect in blocking evil spirits and isolating foreign objects. It is also named Heibao Iron, which means very precious. But such a black treasure iron, it is rare to get a small piece of sword training, but Tong Shuai has such a flashing iron door, it can't be said to be a tyrannical thing, but it looks a little incredible.

But strange things are still to come.

Qin Yan just admired this rare black treasure iron, and didn't notice for a moment that there was a row of passwords in the middle of the door, well, yes, just like the kind of password installed in ordinary residential buildings, there was a gray lid outside, and when it was lifted, it was a password composed of several rows of numbers.

Seeing Tong Shuai skillfully pressing a series of numbers there, the cold sweat on Qin Yan's head was about to break out, the ancient black treasure iron was loaded with a modern password, this situation looked somewhat weird.

After the password was pressed, with the sound of "drop", the iron door opened. And at the moment when the iron door opened, a chill hit the bone.

"Ahh

Tong Shuai turned his head and looked at Wen Wen worriedly, he wanted to take off his black coat and put it on her, but Wen Wen waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, just get used to it for a while." ”

Because he came during the day this time, Qin Yan took off his coat and put it in the car when he got out of the car, and at this time he was wearing a thin short shirt, but he was not an ordinary person after all, and this chill did not work for him at all.

Tong Shuai seemed to notice Qin Yan's difference, and glanced at him suspiciously, but he didn't seem to think about it, turned around and walked behind the door.

After Qin Yan and Wen Wen entered, I don't know where Tong Shuai pressed, and the black treasure iron door closed gently and automatically.

Inside, there is an empty cubicle, and after passing through the cubicle there is a row of stairs going down. The two followed Tong Shuai down for more than ten meters, and the further down they went, the colder they felt, and unconsciously grabbed Qin Yan's hand, as if they wanted to get some warmth from it, and they held on tightly and were unwilling to let go. Qin Yan looked down, didn't break free or speak, just let her hold it.

When I walked down the stairs to the end, I saw a trace of white cold air in front of me. Wen Wen grabbed Qin Yan with one hand, and his body also snuggled up, hugging his arm with the other hand, and at the same time his eyes looked around, but before his eyes could adjust to the light here, a flashing yellow light appeared in front of him.

Qin Yan lowered his head and stomped his feet lightly, seeing through the cold air that his feet were full of thick ice cubes. Then his eyes looked keenly in the direction of the southwest corner, where there was an ice bed, and a person was lying on the white ice bed.

Qin Yan turned his head to look at Wen Wen, and saw that her lips were already cold and a little purple, and he was still holding his arm and looking around blindly, but he didn't see the white ice bed in the corner that blended with the cold.

Qin Yan touched her with his elbow.

"Huh?"

Wen Wen looked up, and then under Qin Yan's guidance, he saw the ice bed in the southwest corner.

Tong Shuai lit a candle and embedded it in the space of the wall, then lit another one, embedded it in the next space, and by the time he lit the fifth candle, the cold ice room underground was already bright.

Qin Yan and Wen Wen approached the ice bed, and the two looked at the person on the ice bed, Tong Baguio, with curious and surprised expressions.

Yes, the beautiful woman lying on the bed wearing a white shirt and trousers, short black hair, closed eyes, skin as white as snow, and like congealed fat is Tong Baguio.

Wen Wen let go of Qin Yan's arm and walked in front of Tong Baguio alone, his lowered eyes couldn't see any emotion.

Wen Wen quietly stared at the young face of nineteen years ago, just looking at it motionlessly, the expression seemed as if she had forgotten where she was, forgot the current cold, forgot her current identity, and only Tong Baguio was lying on the ice bed with her eyes closed.

Half a sound, Wen Wen stretched out his right hand and slowly touched Tong Baguio's hair, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and neck...... Finally stopped at the lower abdomen. Her hand rested on her cold abdomen, and she closed her eyes, as if she was slowly feeling something.

Five minutes later, Wen Wen opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she smiled self-deprecatingly.

To this day, although Tong Baguio is still there, her body is still so complete and beautiful, but that child has long disappeared without a trace, as if she had never been here at this time, and completely ceased to exist.

And you, knowing this result, were you looking forward to just now?

"Dad, it's really hard for you, after so many years, you can still save this body so perfectly. But what's the use? The warm words sounded plain, but they were desolate and cruel.

Tong Shuai walked over, took out paper and pen, quickly wrote something on it, and then gave it to Wen Wen.

"I wanted to save you, I thought I could save you, but the time has not yet come. But you have to believe Dad, I've been trying. ”

Wen Wen glanced at the line of words on the paper, and sneered: "The time has not come? Hehe...... Dad, how many years have passed, and the time has not yet come? So tell me, when will the time come? Another ten years? Twenty years? Or how many years? Believe in Dad? Did you know I once believed in you? Do you know how lucky I was when I learned that my mother was dead and you were still alive when you were in a car accident? But what about you? You don't care about my feelings at all, but you are bent on following my mother in the search for death. ”

Tong Shuai lowered his head, his uncertain face was full of sadness and helplessness, as well as deep self-blame.

"Dad, do you know how humiliating I was when I died? Oh, I almost forgot, you stole me from Jinshan's house at the time, so you know. But now that you know, why have you been hiding here for so many years and not doing anything? Are you so enduring? Can you let Chen Dewen go? ”

"Dad, I'm really strange, you live a life of no one or a ghost in the old mansion, is it just to guard my corpse and want to revive me? Or do you have other purposes, right? ”