Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Old Woman Who Burned the Coins

Yun Duruo and I hurried to the place where I had last seen Mu Hanzhi, which was the address she left in the bridal shop.

53 Cheung Ping Street.

There is not a single light in sight of the dilapidated building, the weeds sway in the night wind, and the broken doors and windows crash loosely in the wind, making the place look deserted and eerie.

Yun Duruo turned on the flashlight, I went up from the staircase where I saw Mu Hanzhi last time, carefully trying not to make a sound, for fear of alarming Mu Hanzhi and the children above, when Yun Duruo and I walked to the corner of the fifth floor, there was no one there.

The last time I saw Mu Hanzhi and the child squatting in the corner was here, under the dim light of the terrace, Yun Duruo and I searched around, but found nothing, just like the last time I left here, I always felt like an illusory dream.

Yun Duruo was a little unwilling, and she and I searched the whole building again, and it was obvious that it was impossible for people to live here.

Coming down from the residential building, Yun Duruo sighed heavily, his expression a little disappointed and gloomy.

"There must be a reason why Mu Hanzhi left this address, tomorrow I will investigate from this aspect, I hope there will be a discovery......"

I put my finger to the corner of my mouth, and my face was surprised and motioned for Yun Duruo to be quieter.

Then he frowned and listened carefully, the deserted building in the night wind was unusually quiet, and the slightest sound was exceptionally clear.

"Did you hear anything?" I asked, a little confused.

Yun Duruo was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked around, and after listening for a while, he was about to shake his head and suddenly look behind him, and listened silently for a while.

"I think I hear someone singing something?"

"I vaguely heard it, too." I nodded, and the sound from the darkness seemed to be heard somewhere.

Yun Duruo and I walked in the direction of the sound, that was the corner of this residential building, in the crazy wild grass, Yun Duruo and I saw a fire extinguished, and a few steps further, I was stunned in place, the sound that I couldn't hear clearly before slowly became clear.

Frightened weight loss in the mirror,

Ten thousand hatreds and sorrows on the eyebrows.

The alliance of mountains and coastal defense changes,

Bo Ming Hongyan only complains about the sky.

……

I once heard Mu Hanzhi sing these last two sentences on the night I met her, Yun Duruo and I immediately walked over quickly, the back of a woman next to the bright and extinguished fire, and the tactful voice whispered from her mouth, and I could hear the charm of Peking Opera.

Look at the back of this woman is bloated, and the Mu Hanzhi in my memory is completely different, it is clearly not her, hearing someone behind her, the woman turned around in horror, this point in the deserted residential downstairs to see strangers who are they will be afraid.

The woman is about forty years old, and although she is old and out of shape, she can see that her facial features are also outstanding when she is young.

"You ...... Who are you? The woman's voice was scared.

Yun Duruo and I showed their documents one after another, and the woman calmed down after reading it, and then turned her head to add something to the fire, and the fire was a little stronger, and I walked in and saw that the woman had lit a dark coin, and there were two candles next to the fire.

Today should not be a day to burn paper to pay tribute to the ancestors, otherwise I didn't notice how good Han Yu's business was when I left in the morning.

"What did you just sing?" I crouched down and asked politely.

"Mandarin Duck Mound!" The woman's expression was a little faintly afraid, and she knew what was hidden in her heart at a glance.

"I don't know what to call you?" Yun Duruo asked.

"Zhou Baiman." The woman said lightly. "You just call me Aunt Man, why are you running here in the middle of the night?"

"Aunt Man, who do you burn paper for most of the night?" I asked curiously.

"A friend from my youth." Zhou Baiman replied worriedly.

"Is today her death day?" I asked.

"No......" Zhou Baiman licked his lips as he said this, and his hand began to add stygian coins to the fire after a short pause. I hadn't worshiped her for years, and I came back to worship her. ”

"You used to live here?" Yun Duruo paid attention professionally when he heard this.

Zhou Baiman nodded silently.

Yun Duruo hurriedly took out the portrait, handed it to Zhou Baiman, and asked seriously.

"Aunt Man, please show me, have you seen this woman in the portrait?"

The firelight illuminated the portrait sent by Yun Duruo, Zhou Baiman glanced at it casually, the whole person's face turned pale instantly, his hand shook and the dark coin in his hand fell to the ground, the night wind blew and rolled up the dark coin and scattered everywhere, the corners of Zhou Baiman's mouth kept squirming, and he could see that he was very nervous and scared.

"Chill...... Stop the cold! ”

Yun Duruo and I suddenly lit up when we heard this, it seemed that Zhou Baiman knew Mu Hanzhi, Yun Duruo hurriedly asked.

"Do you know this person?"

"Of course...... Of course I know. Zhou Baiman replied intermittently, Mu Hanzhi's face flickered on the portrait under the firelight, and Zhou Baiman consciously avoided looking at the portrait.

I noticed Zhou Baiman's abnormal expression, and my brows furrowed slightly.

"Can you tell us about Mu Hanzhi?"

Zhou Baiman picked up a few scattered dark coins and put them in the fire, looked at the bright and extinguished firelight and was silent for a long time, as if he was looking for memories in the firelight, and then slowly told me and Yun Duruo.

She just sang a song of Tsing Yi in the repertoire of the traditional Peking Opera Mandarin Duck Tomb, from ancient times to the present, there are hundreds of people who sing Tsing Yi, but very few have truly understood the meaning of Tsing Yi.

Mu Hanzhi is a natural Tsing Yi embryo, many years ago, the performance of the Peking Opera "Mandarin Duck Tomb" made people know a real Tsing Yi.

What is Mu Hanzhi acting like on the stage, there are still many people listening to Peking Opera at that time, and Mu Hanzhi's Tsing Yi is amazingly beautiful and elegant offstage, and the eyebrows are adjusted, the head is wrapped, the eyebrows are on the eyebrows, and the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, the eyes are like autumn waves, Tsing Yi's singing skills are the most exquisite, Mu Hanzhi two reed slow plate to the original board to the flow of water to the high cavity does not fall, if Peking Opera was still popular in the past, Mu Hanzhi will definitely become another famous actor after the four major Tsing Yi.

"After ...... And then? What happened? "I was so fascinated by it that I forgot about the investigation.

A beautiful girl has an unfortunate life!

Zhou Baiman sighed heavily, Mu Hanbai was famous for being a beauty embryo earlier, there were too many people pursuing her at that time, but Mu Hanbai had never been moved by anyone, because she fell in love with a man, who knew that Mu Hanbai was a river with spring water flowing eastward, and after being pregnant with this man's child, he was abandoned by this man.

At that time, reputation was extremely important for a woman, not to mention being an actor, Mu Hanzhi was depressed all day long, and finally couldn't bear the torment, she blamed her face for making her the object of everyone's back.

Zhou Baiman paused at this point and took a deep breath.

Mu Hanzhi poured sulfuric acid on his face, and then jumped down from the building with the child.

Zhou Baiman raised her hand, pointed to the place where I was squatting, and looked up at me, her face was gloomy and sad in the firelight.

"It's where you squatted, Mu Hanzhi and the child just fell to their deaths here!"

……

I looked at Zhou Baiman dumbfounded, and then went to look at Yun Duruo, her expression was as shocked as mine, I subconsciously moved my feet, looking at the place where I was squatting just now, imagining the scene of a woman and a child lying here with unrecognizable faces and blurred flesh and blood.

"You...... You said many years ago? Yun Duruo pursed his lips and asked in surprise. When did Mu Hanzhi jump off the building? ”

"Twenty years ago!"

Yun Duruo and I were completely dazed and shocked, and took the portrait to confirm with Zhou Baiman again, and Zhou Baiman nodded with certainty.

I won't be wrong, I will never forget her, Mu Hanzhi and I were both Tsing Yi in the Peking Opera Troupe at that time, and the troupe was divided into AB corners, she was A corner, and I was B corner, to put it bluntly, I was her shadow, only when she was resting, I had the opportunity to appear, how could I mistake a woman who let me live in the shadow.

When I was young, I was jealous and cursed her, but I happened to be there on the day Mu Han died, I watched her jump from the stairs, she was also a poor woman, and I have forgotten to say sorry to her all these years.

What Zhou Baiman told us made Yun Duruo and I stunned in place.

Mu Hanzhi died here twenty years ago.

And who is the woman who went to the bridal shop to buy a wedding dress?

Who was the woman in red I saw at the top of the stairs?

I suddenly remembered that when the bridal clerk described Mu Hanzhi to us, she also mentioned that she was wearing a red dress at that time, bright red and bright red, the color like blood, and Mu Hanzhi appeared in the bridal shop when it was almost closed at night.

A woman who only appears at night, wearing red clothes, Zhou Baiman said that when Mu Hanzhi fell to the ground, the whole person was covered in blood......

I gasped, my Adam's apple squirmed, and even Yun Duruo looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while, and it took a long time to become professionally sharp.

"Since today is not Mu Hanzhi's death day, why are you here to pay tribute to her?"

I also looked at Zhou Baiman seriously, and a trace of fear and panic flashed in the corners of her eyes.

"She's back! Mu Hanzhi is back! ”

"What?" I looked at her with a frown and a puzzled look. "Who's back?"

Zhou Baiman slowly turned her head to look at the abandoned building behind us, and her voice trembled to tell us that this building was about to be demolished, and that this was the dormitory building of the Peking Opera Troupe, and her home was next to Mu Hanzhi before she moved out.

A few days ago, Zhou Baiman came back at night, because there were still some sundries piled up in the old house, because of the imminent demolition, she wanted to come back to see if there was anything to take away, and when she went up the stairs, she heard someone whispering about the mandarin duck mound that she was very familiar with.

Zhou Baiman was also born in Tsing Yi, she was startled when she heard the singing, she was too familiar with this voice, it was the fragment of her and Mu Hanzhi singing back then, Zhou Baiman was taken aback when he heard that this was Mu Hanzhi's tone, but the sound on the fifth floor stopped abruptly, Zhou Baiman thought that he had heard it wrong, and passed by Mu Hanzhi's original room tremblingly.

It was the address that Yun Duruo found in the bridal shop.

Room 21, 5th Floor, No. 53 Cheung Ping Street.

Zhou Baiman vaguely heard a slight sound in the room, and although he was scared, he still looked in through the crack in the broken door suspiciously.

Zhou Baiman's face became even paler when he said this, and his hands were trembling slightly.

"I saw a woman sitting in the room combing her hair in the mirror, and the child was squatting next to her and playing, I couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but I saw the mirror......" Zhou Baiman's hands trembled violently, and his voice was also full of fear. I saw Mu Hanzhi in the mirror, she should have seen me, from the mirror she smiled at me, the smile was exactly the same as she was twenty years ago, and then the light in the room suddenly went out, and the sound disappeared. ”

"Back...... What happened next? Yun Duruo opened his mouth slightly and asked in surprise.

"After the lights went out, I was scared, because there was no sound in the room, I thought I was wrong, and I put my eyes on the crack of the door again, the room was pitch black, I couldn't see anything, and suddenly ......" Zhou Baiman's breathing became rapid, the corners of his mouth kept squirming, and his eyes were full of terrifying panic. Suddenly, a face appeared in front of me, the flesh and blood blurred and the facial features could not be distinguished, as if it had been burned, and the skin and flesh were rotting and falling on the face. ”

I was shocked, and instantly remembered that the woman I saw in the video had an extremely terrifying and broken face, just like the one depicted by Zhou Baiman.

She fell to the ground in fright, and room 21 on the fifth floor was quiet again.

After Zhou Baiman finished speaking, the last dark coin in her hand was also put into the fire, and she stared at the burning fire blankly, her eyes full of fear and trepidation.

"Maybe it's because you used to have some work holidays with Mu Hanzhi, so when you passed by her room again, you were dazzled by your thoughts." Yun Duruo tried to reduce all the illogical things to the normal level.

"Yes, I thought the same way at the time, although I was jealous of Hanzhi, but I never wanted to hurt her, in fact, after she had a child, I have always been very good to her, I also bought toys for her child, it is a set of checkers, the child likes it very much, and Hanzhi is also very grateful to me." Zhou Baiman replied with a sluggish look at the firelight. "I was there on the day of the cold jump, and the child still had the marbles I gave him in his pocket, and he fell down from the building, and the marbles spilled all over the ground, and then these marbles were cleaned up, and I also went there when the cold stopped and was buried, and I put the set of checkers next to her and the child."

Hearing this, I involuntarily put my hand in my trouser pocket, Zhou Baiman looked up at Yun Duruo, his expression was very dazed and afraid. Baidu sister-in-law|--Soul Exploration Record

"That night I fell to the ground and ...... Then I heard something rolling, and it rolled all the way to me, and I picked it up and looked, and guess what......"

Zhou Baiman slowly spread his hands in front of me and Yun Duruo.

A sleek glass bead in her flat palm.

"This is the marbles from the set of checkers that I gave to Mu Hanzhi's children, and I remember vividly that I put them next to them and watched them buried in the mud."

After Zhou Baiman finished speaking, my hand was taken out of my trouser pocket, and the palm of my open hand was a marble that was exactly the same as Zhou Baiman.

It was left out of the child's hands, and I haven't had time to return it yet!

Many friends say that the style of the new book and the Fang Shi have changed a lot, and I also know that it is estimated that many friends who are waiting for the new book are holding the mentality of watching Fang Shi 2, I mentioned before the opening of the article, the new book is also a continuation of the Fang Shi, but the way used is different, in the Fang Shi Qin Yanhui started his journey by looking for the Ming Fourteenth Tomb, and Rong Yan was in contact with his life experience through the case, because the plot relationship can not spoil too much, Yan Hui will begin to appear in the later chapters, and he will guide Rong Yan to start his unknown journey, There is another very powerful boss in between, details ...... Stay tuned for the rest of the story!!