To Leng Qi's disappointment, Fang Xia didn't know as much as he imagined. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Xia said that there is nothing special about this house since its ancestors, and there is nothing to tell a story. Only these few rooms, when I was a child, my elders often told me not to go there to play if I had nothing to do.

"I didn't tell you why?" Leng Qi raised his arm to wipe a layer of moisture from his face and asked.

Fang Xia was stunned and looked at Leng Qi: "No, at that time, there were very few people in this garden, even if I and a few cousins were naughty and occasionally ran in and were discovered by my grandfather once or twice, I only scolded him." ”

Leng Qi pulled Fang Xia over, lit the fire and shone it in the house, and asked again, "Then have you ever been to this room?" ”

Fang Xia nodded: "I've been here, it's just such a bunch of things, a few of our cousins didn't think it was fun, so they went out!" ”

When Leng Qi heard this, his voice was extremely heavy, and he looked at Fang Xia word by word and said, "You mean to say that this room has always been like this?" ”

Fang Xia didn't know that Leng Qi was holding on to this room at this time, but he was still very serious about Leng Qi's words, thought about it for a long time, confirmed it again and again, and finally nodded: "It's always been like this, no one has ever moved, my father blamed my grandfather for not cleaning it up, and then he didn't ask!" ”

I don't know if the wood is damp, and there is a tendency to extinguish it. Leng Qi stepped forward and pushed open the window, and the drizzle swept in obliquely, making Leng Qi sober up a lot.

Leng Qi was a little unable to describe the feeling at this time, it was like being trapped in the illusion of Taiping Town. But at least he knew they were in the illusion. At this moment, looking at Fang Xia looking at this old mansion, and then looking at the round table oil lamp that turned over to the ground on the ground, he actually felt a little trance-like feeling that he couldn't distinguish between reality and falsehood.

Leng Qi knew that he had absolutely no idea the real situation in this room before, the table was overturned by him, and the fire dragon that was sprinkled on the ground by the lamp oil was still jumping clearly in his mind. There is a painting on the wall, and a red moon is outside the window.

But Fang Xia told him that this was always the case in this house. What was that just now? Another illusion? However, the oil stains on the ground and the round table that fell on the ground were still stimulating Leng Qi's nerves.

If it were true, it would be even more ridiculous and even a little ridiculous.

Leng Qi had a headache.

Fang Xia saw Leng Qi rubbing his head, a little uneasy, and stepped forward and asked, "Brother Leng Qi, it's okay, otherwise, let's come back tomorrow, don't worry about this house tonight!" ”

Leng Qi suddenly raised his head and asked coldly, "Fang Xia, have you ever seen the red moon?" ”

Leng Qi just asked casually, but saw Fang Xia looking at him with a strange face: "What do you say, the moon in the eyes of the dead is red, how can I have seen it!" ”

Leng Qi suddenly froze, pulled Fang Xia to take care of himself, and walked out: "Let's go, find a reason to burn this house another day!" ”

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The reason for letting Fang Xia burn down the house is very simple, uneasy! From a certain moment just now, Leng Qi's heart was filled with a strong uneasiness, lingering. He felt that it was this house, or this room, that made him feel this way.

He promised to give Fang Xia some money, and after renovating the shop, Leng Qi still had some money left, which might not be worth the price of this house. Of course, if Fang Xia didn't burn Leng Qi and didn't force it, then he would definitely avoid this mansion. There must be a hidden secret behind this house. Maybe Fang Xia's dead grandfather might know.

I have to say that Fang Xia is a bold person. After Leng Qi said that he had burned to the house, he was only slightly stunned, and then nodded without hesitation, for the money that Leng Qi said, Fang Xia was entangled for a long time, and then said that even if he borrowed it, he really needed some capital to make an IOU.

For Leng Qi, money is just a matter of details, and he has never been a person who cares too much about details. After walking a long way out of the house before stopping a car, Fang Xia's place of residence was another small courtyard with a modern style, a very small courtyard, only a simple five rooms.

The next day, Leng Qi and Fang Xia were woken up by two uniformed people knocking on the door.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he opened the door, and seeing Fang Xia's strange expression, Leng Qi pursed his lips, he had already heard him say that he was still a suspect, and being investigated every day was like eating.

The two uniformed people had already known Fang Xia, and they sat in the room and didn't care about drinking the tea poured by Fang Xia, and one of them opened a document and said, "Fang Xia, the head of the deceased is gone!" Do you know this? ”

Leng Qi and Fang Xia glanced at each other, Fang Xia nodded and said, "I know!" ”

The two people in uniform suddenly stood up when their eyes opened when they heard this. was held down by Leng Qi: "The two of you are busy first, this matter has nothing to do with us a dime!" ”

"What do you mean? It doesn't matter if we just found out, you know, and you still say it's okay? “

Leng Qi and Fang Xia had no choice but to omit some of last night's events and tell them to the two people in uniform, one of them sneered, "What about coaxing a three-year-old child? The two of you run to a murderous house at night? Is this reasonable? “

Leng Qi didn't bother to explain, and finally only said: "I'm a Taoist!" Is that enough? “

The thin man didn't believe it until Leng Qi picked up the cloth bag and poured it on the table, a bunch of talisman seals, copper coins, gossip mirrors, brushes, cinnabar paints, for fear that these two people would not believe it again, Leng Qi picked up the brush and pinched two pieces of yellow paper casually, and with a wave of the pen, two identical talismans appeared in front of several people.

At this time, the two people in uniform still sat down a little suspiciously, and one of them took a sip of tea and said: "Okay, even if you are a Taoist priest, most of the night is to exorcise evil spirits!" Then this thing, you look at this picture, do you recognize this thing that appeared in the hands of the deceased this morning! “

Leng Qi smiled: "What do you mean!" Two comrades, I am a good person who abides by the law under the red flag, do you think that a head running from the morgue to the house in the middle of the night is not evil? “

The thin man said: "I don't know if it's evil or not, but you're not a good person at first glance!" Okay, hurry up and see if you have seen this thing, there is still a case in the bureau, and if it is closed as soon as possible, Fang Xia will be innocent as soon as possible! “

Leng Qifang Xia and the two of them responded again and again, and took the photo, Fang Xia looked at it and shook his head and exclaimed: "Tsk, what a beautiful brush!" “

Leng Qi's hand holding the photo clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turned white, staring at the photo deadly, not for anything else, after spending hundreds of yuan to buy it from Du Mouse, Du Mouse's hand died.

Even his own master was injured.

The two people in uniform naturally sensed that something was wrong with Leng Qi, and secretly exchanged glances, but they didn't want Leng Qiyi to lean over and grab their collars, and hissed: "Where is this thing?" “

"What for? What for? What is your attitude? You're a police attack......"

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted, and the green tendons in Leng Qi's neck rose, and he shouted: "Don't fucking talk nonsense!" If you don't want to die, tell me where this thing is? “

The momentum of the two people in uniform suddenly weakened, and they said with a little inexplicable heart: "In ...... ...... in the bureau's archives"

"Take me!"