Chapter 42 [Wang Yuantu, Xiaoqian]

"Wang Yuantu......?"

A trace of memory appeared on Xiao Qian's confused face, her brows frowned deeper and deeper, Wang Yuantu's name, she was really familiar, it seemed that she had heard it somewhere before, but when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't find a little bit of this person at all.

"Well, Wang Yuantu, a middle-aged man, in his forties, not fat or thin, dressed in business clothes......"

Jiang Xiaofan carefully described Wang Yuantu's appearance and attire to Xiao Qian, in his opinion, Xiao Qian's death had a lot to do with Wang Yuantu, the owner of this villa, and now in retrospect, when Wang Yuantu came out of the villa that day, he looked sweaty, frightened and anxious, and it was clear that there was a ghost in his heart.

Hearing Jiang Xiaofan say this, Xiaoqian's mind suddenly appeared like a middle-aged man, this middle-aged man was exactly the same as what Jiang Xiaofan said, and even, this middle-aged man burned incense and lit candles for her yesterday.

"Could it be him?"

Yesterday's scene came out of Xiaoqian's mind......

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Bang dang!

The iron gate was suddenly opened, breaking the tranquility of the villa, and also alarming Xiao Qian, who was bored floating around in the villa, she slowly came to the window full of doubts, looked at the iron gate from afar, and saw a middle-aged man with a leather bag under his arm slowly walked in with a hesitant face.

The middle-aged man stood in the courtyard overgrown with weeds and looked up at the villa, his face was cloudy, and he stopped for a long time, during which he wanted to turn around and go out several times, but for some reason he was stopped by the middle-aged man, and finally as if he had made some major decision, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, opened the door of the villa, and walked in with heavy steps.

After the middle-aged man entered the house, he glanced around the empty living room under Xiao Qian's puzzled gaze, and his eyes showed a hint of reminiscence.

Half a sound later, just as Xiao Qian was about to appear to scare the middle-aged man away, the middle-aged man sighed inexplicably, shook his head helplessly, and walked straight to the second floor.

Puzzled Xiao Qian pressed down the plan to appear, she wanted to see what the hell the middle-aged man was doing, just like that, she followed the middle-aged man all the way to the second floor, the middle-aged man seemed to know a lot about the villa, he walked into the study directly without thinking, under Xiao Qian's puzzled eyes, the middle-aged man took out a book from the shelf, stood in place and looked at it for a while, the expression on his face seemed to reminisce, fear, and regret, just when Xiao Qian was about to read the contents of the book, the middle-aged man " With a snap, he closed the book and put it back on the shelf.

"Hey......! After so many years, she must have rested in peace. ”

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand from the bookshelf, sighed and muttered to himself, he looked back at the study again, and then silently withdrew his gaze and quietly exited the study.

After exiting the study, the middle-aged man stood in the corridor and hesitated for a while, walked along the corridor to the inside, stopped at the door of the sex room, silently looked at the white wooden door, his face was cloudy, and finally he still did not open the door, turned around and left.

Xiao Qian looked at his back as he gradually moved away, and the doubts in her heart became even stronger, who was he/she that middle-aged man said just now? With a full stomach full of questions, she followed the middle-aged man unhurriedly, and followed him all the way to the third floor.

Creak.

The door opened, the middle-aged man stood at the door and hesitated, then slowly walked in, he walked to Xiaoqian's spiritual platform, staring at Xiaoqian's portrait, his eyes flickered with emotion, he didn't say a word, and bowed silently to the portrait.

Then he took out the leather bag sandwiched under his armpit, "bang", slowly opened the zipper on the leather bag, took out a pair of white candles and a stick of incense from it, and under Xiaoqian's puzzled eyes, he lit the white candle with a lighter, and then inserted the white candle on the altar, and then, holding the incense in both hands, burning incense on the white candle on the left, chanting in his mouth.

"Xiaoqian, it's been ten years unconsciously, it's been ten years, I think you should rest in peace......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man sighed, he inserted a stick of incense in the incense burner in his hand, and said: "Today, there is a guest who wants to rent this villa, and I hope you look at the past feelings, don't embarrass that guest......"

Xiaoqian on the side, listening to the clouds, she didn't recognize the middle-aged man in front of her, why did this middle-aged man look very familiar with her, and he still looked at the past feelings?

The doubts accumulated in her heart made Xiao Qian unhappy, she directly appeared and asked, "What relationship did I have with you in the past?" ……”

Xiao Qian, who suddenly appeared, was scared by the middle-aged man's soul, the three souls were gone, and he was directly paralyzed on the ground, his face was blue, his forehead was like a waterfall, and he pointed at Xiao Qian tremblingly: "You...... You ............"

"Do I know you well? What did we have in the past? ”

Xiao Qian frowned slightly, looked down at the middle-aged man who was slumped on the ground and trembling all over, and asked lightly.

"You ......"

The middle-aged man pointed at Xiao Qian tremblingly, his face was full of fear, he didn't want to get up and turn around and rushed out to the door.

Xiao Qian floated closely behind the middle-aged man, and asked relentlessly, "Am I familiar with you?" What did we have in the past? …………”

How dare the middle-aged man stay, stumbling out of the villa all the way, Xiao Qian just wanted to chase out, but her eyes inadvertently saw through the open door that there were two people standing outside the iron gate at this time, one of them Hao Ran was Jiang Xiaofan, she didn't want to make a fuss, so she stopped and didn't chase anymore......

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"Is it the middle-aged man who spoke to you yesterday?"

Xiao Qian carefully thought about what happened yesterday, and then asked Jiang Xiaofan.

When Jiang Xiaofan saw that Xiao Qian seemed to remember something, his heart was suddenly happy, and he quickly nodded and said, "It's that middle-aged man, he is Wang Yuantu!" ”

"Sure enough, it's him." Xiao Qian sighed and said, "Yesterday he also came to burn incense and light wax for me and said something. ”

Then, Xiaoqian told Jiang Xiaofan everything after Wang Yuantu came to the villa yesterday.

"He read a book in his study?"

Jiang Xiaofan frowned and asked, when he saw Xiao Qian nodding at him with a serious face, he suddenly secretly thought: After entering the villa, I haven't done anything, so I went to read that book first, there must be something worth studying in that book!

Thinking of this, he asked, "Do you know what that book looks like?" Where is it in the bookshelf? ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Qian nodded heavily at Jiang Xiaofan.

"Take me to the book!"

Jiang Xiaofan said without hesitation, Wang Yuantu has not returned to the villa for ten years, and as soon as he came back, he looked through the book, and the things recorded in it were definitely extraordinary, and maybe the cause of Xiaoqian's death could also be found out from it.

One person and one ghost, walked out of the love room, went straight to the bookshelf in the study, and found the book on the shelf.

There are a lot of books on the shelves, Jiang Xiaofan swept them at a glance, and there were at least dozens of books in a row, and there were a total of five rows of books in the entire bookshelf, and the total number of books was hundreds, or even thousands, and the types of books were also very mixed, from novels and wild history to finance and economics, basically there were all kinds of books, which was completely a hodgepodge.

Thinking about it, Wang Yuantu is still a knowledgeable person, as for why Jiang Xiaofan knows that these books are not decorations, it is entirely because of the deep pulley marks on the ground, if there is no friction for many years, these pulley marks on the ground would not exist at all.

"Where's the book?"

Looking at the massive number of books in front of him, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, since he was a child, he didn't like reading very much, otherwise he wouldn't have been admitted to a grass chicken university that didn't enter the stream.

"This one!"

After scanning the bookshelf, Xiao Qian's gaze stayed on the area in the middle of the third row, and she pointed to a book tightly arranged in the row in that area and said.

When Jiang Xiaofan heard this, he took out the book from the book row, the whole book was about an inch thick, with a black hard book cover, and there was no title engraved on it, he slowly opened the book, and then found that the book was actually a diary, and a paragraph was written on the first page of the diary.

(For those of faith, death is the door to eternal life.) ）

When Jiang Xiaofan saw this sentence, his brows furrowed, especially the dead word, which appeared in his eyes shockingly, and he couldn't help but think of Xiaoqian's body tied to the bed, he turned the first page, his eyes stayed on the second page, and there was a diary written in a scribble......