Chapter 335: Thinking Like a Spring (4)

"You know, he's a very spirited young man, five years younger than me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zhuang Di's voice felt weaker than in the office: "He is also a god of books, and he fought with me in the starting point monthly ticket list back then, and I heard that he died suddenly of a heart attack this year, and the starting point also mourned him at that time." ”

"Well, his situation is very similar to yours, he wrote three novels 14 years ago, but he didn't sign a contract, and then suspended writing novels for half a year, and in 14 years, he opened the book "My Nine-Tailed Fox Demon Sister" again, and the book became famous."

"I know this, but he died suddenly of a heart attack, and it has nothing to do with me."

"When was the last time you saw Big X-Wind?"

"When I was 15 years old, at the annual meeting of the starting point, I was still talking with Big X Wind."

"What was the spirit of the big X wind that year, what did it look like?"

"I want to think about it.......

He is very young, high-spirited, and in good spirits, just the feeling of being proud of the spring breeze. ”

"Have you been to the funeral of the death of Big X Wind?"

"No, how could I have been, I can't protect myself now, in fact, I haven't been showing up since 16 years, I haven't attended the annual meeting for 16 years or 17 years."

"That's how he died?"

"I don't know yet, wait until we investigate."

"Oh, oh, you guys have nothing new to discover now."

"Not yet, please be patient."

"Okay, okay."

Zhuang Di hung up the phone, and Wu Lun looked at Lin Sheng together: "Is there any sound?" ”

"No, I didn't hear anything."

"It's not a ghost." Wu Lun nodded and said, "Zhuang Di's body is very weak, but he doesn't have any yin qi on his body, he should just have his life taken away." ”

"So, we just need to find the thing that takes life." Wu Lun lit a cigarette: "Let's group up again." I, Sun Jiang and Lin Sheng, the three of us will go to Zhuang Di's house, and we will see what Zhuang Di's house has. ”

"Manhua, you contact the family of Big X Wind and see if you can ask for anything,"

"It's afternoon now, shall we wait for tomorrow?" Manhua looked at the sky and asked.

"Okay." Wu Lun nodded: "We can stay in this story world for a long time, so these things don't need to be in a hurry." ”

Zhao Qi retorted: "Hurry up early or late, Zhuang Di is from this city, and it will only take two or three hours to go to his house to see." ”

"Hey, hey, what you said is light, if Zhuang Di's family has something to absorb his vitality, wouldn't we have to kneel."

"What Lin Sheng said makes sense, the ability to absorb life force should not be low, we had better go to Zhuang Di's house when the scorching sun is empty, we won't go today, Manhua, let's take thirty pieces of rune paper."

"Take it, it's only ten days' supply." Manhua didn't mind, she asked Zhao Qi to find out the phone number of Da Xfeng's relatives, and immediately called Da Xfeng.

"Hey, hello, is it a relative of Big X Wind?"

"Who are you?"

The voice coming from the other side of the phone was slightly hoarse and muffled.

"Hello, I'm the editor of Gonzo, can I ask about the death of Big Xwind at that time?"

Doodoo !!

Manhua was stunned, and when he heard her words on the other side, he hung up the phone directly.

"This ...... I just hung up the phone over there. Manhua was a little speechless: "It seems that the death of Da Xfeng cannot be accepted." ”

"Nonsense, sudden cardiac death at a young age is naturally unacceptable." Sun Jiang smiled: "This is still according to the statement on the Internet, what if Da X Feng is old and dead?" I don't think I will say anything more to you. ”

"Captain, Captain Wu Lun, what should I do?"

"Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow we will go to Zhuang Di's house to have a look."

"Okay."

.........

On June 25, 2018, at 11 o'clock in the morning, Wu Lun, Lin Sheng, Sun Jiang, Zhao Qi and Manhua arrived at Zhuangdi's villa.

"Several, please come in!" Zhuang Di was old, and after he invited Zhao Qi and others to the villa, he pointed to the villa, and reluctantly showed a smile on his face: "You can look at it casually, now I am the only one in this house." ”

"Okay, can you go to the place where you usually live first, such as the study, living room, bedroom."

"Okay, okay, over here."

Zhuang Di walked forward tremblingly, Zhao Qi and the others followed, Zhao Qi's eyes kept turning, looking at everything around him.

Zhuangdi's villa is very luxurious, but the whole villa makes him feel awkward, it seems that there is no reason, everything is deserted.

Wu Lun and Lin Sheng concentrated their energy, and they walked all the way to the living room, but they didn't find anything.

"This is the living room, the study over there, and the bedroom upstairs."

"Let's go to the study first."

Wu Lun pushed open the door of the study, and Zhuangdi's study was very large, full of books.

Inside the study, there is a computer, the configuration of the computer is very high-end, and there is a luxurious massage chair directly opposite.

"Who?"

Wu Lun suddenly shouted loudly, and the moment he pushed the door, he saw a white shadow standing up from the massage chair, and then escaped through the window of the study.

The shadow was very fast, and Wu Lun immediately came to the window, but he couldn't see any shadow anymore.

"You, what do you see?" Zhuang was shocked, Wu Lun ignored him, and looked at Lin Sheng.

"Footsteps, panting."

"It's a ghost!" Wu Lun's eyebrows tightened: "However, this place doesn't have any yin qi, it's really strange." ”

"yes, it's clean, if I didn't hear it, I really don't think it's a ghost." Lin Sheng's face was solemn: "What is the item that absorbs the yin qi?" ”

"Ghosts? Is it a ghost? Zhuang Di shuddered, his face full of disbelief: "You say, there are ghosts in my study." ”

Wu Lun walked around the room, and suddenly, he stopped, pointed to a pair of words hanging on the wall, and said, "Hairpin Feng Yi Qiu Liang? I've never seen it, and there is such a poem in the name of the hairpin phoenix. ”

"The autumn is cold, the frost is condensed, and the residual leaves are falling and the branches are visible. The flowers withered, the water was covered with ice, the cicadas were all killed, and the geese were frightened. Cool, cool, cool!

Take the ship, swim in the spring water, and remember the plantain with white snow. The clouds are swinging, the courtyard is falling, looking back at the moon, and the clouds are faint. Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow! ”

Zhao Qi read softly .

"This is the best ancient poem I wrote in high school, and it's the best ancient poem I wrote in high school, so I hang this poem here." Zhuang Di sighed heavily: "It's better for me to write any one in the future than this, but ...... ”

Although Zhuang Di didn't say it, everyone understood what he meant