CHAPTER XXXVII

"Ye, there are a few photos here, which were sent to me by Mr. Ding. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" James took out a few photos from his arms, handed them to Ye Chenyi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, and continued: "Those archaeologists don't believe in the existence of evil things in the world, and Mr. Ding is the same, but after he went to investigate, he felt that things were too incredible, and took a few photos and sent them to me. ”

"Dad!" Ye Chenyi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at the photo in his hand and suddenly shouted, Ye Bingfeng was startled, thinking that something was wrong, so he quickly braked under his feet, and the car clattered and stopped on the side of the road at an angle of ninety degrees.

"What are you shouting about unlucky boy!" Ye Bingfeng leaned out of the window to look, and almost touched the stone pier on the side of the road, a difference of twenty centimeters...... Slowly, Ye Bingfeng drove the body right and stopped on the side of the road.

"Little Wang, what are you shouting?" At the same time as Ye Bingfeng spoke, Ye Chenyi had already handed the photo to the steering wheel, "Dad, look at this photo, it was taken at night, you look at the place where this flashlight shines, although the shot is very blurry, but look here......" Ye Chenyi pointed to the photo, slowly looking for the flashlight light on the photo, and slid to the very edge of the photo, "Dad, this one is not fully photographed, but you can see it clearly, you look at this blurry figure, it feels like a very fast ......"

"Very fast?" Ye Bingfeng looked at it again and again, and he really saw a figure, like an old man bowing down, but Ye Chenyi's mouth was fast, and he really didn't see it, "How can you see it fast?" Ye Bingfeng wondered.

"By feeling!" Ye Chenyi continued to look at the photo in his hand, "Dad, look at this, this one should have been taken the one you took the moment ago, look at this figure, although it was not illuminated by the flashlight, it can be seen vaguely!" ”

Ye Chenyi pointed to the photo, "If you don't look carefully, it's hard to see, you look at this... It seems to be the face of a human figure...... "Ye Bingfeng came to Ye Chenyi's side, Ye Chenyi pointed at it, Ye Bingfeng looked at it with all his strength, except for the darkness, he couldn't see a figure.

"Face?" Ye Bingfeng fixed his eyes on the place where Ye Chenyi circled his fingers, the photo was actually taken at the light, and Ye Chenyi pointed to the light next to it, Ye Bingfeng frowned, "How can you tell it's a face?" ”

To be honest, Ye Bingfeng didn't see anything except a black piece, let alone his face, and it should have been snowing when he was shooting, and the snowflakes falling on the photo could be seen very clearly.

"Ye, there is indeed a face on this photo......" James in the back seat suddenly interjected, "The figure on the top you took is also real, and Chen Yi is right, there are a few more photos in the back that were taken in succession, according to the inference of the latter photos, this only photographed figure should be smiling at the camera!" ”

"Smiling at the camera?" Ye Bingfeng looked at the one in Ye Chenyi's hand, "According to you, the face in this photo is also smiling at the camera?" ”

"Dad, don't say it, you really smile at the camera......" Ye Chenyi gave the photo directly to Ye Bingfeng, "Dad, you take a good look, if you can't do it, you just imagine it, such as imagining what your face looks like, and then look at this photo." ”

"What does my face look like?" Ye Bingfeng was amused by Ye Chenyi, how could there be such an analogy......

After handing the photos to Ye Bingfeng, Ye Chenyi continued to look at the remaining ones, muttering incessantly.

"Dad, I don't think this figure is like one!" Ye Chenyi said, "Look at these two, the flashlight is shining on this piece, and there seems to be a figure looking at the camera here." Ye Chenyi pointed his finger to the left side of the photo, "This figure seems to be afraid of light, you look at these footprints in the distance, you can clearly see five toes, it is impossible for the snowy archaeological team not to wear shoes, these toes are facing left, and these footprints are facing the right, even if the speed is fast, it is impossible to run to both sides at the moment of taking pictures!" ”

Ye Bingfeng took the photo, and saw several large footprints in the place where the flashlight could vaguely shine, and there were indeed five toes, and the footprints were more than a little larger than the footprints of ordinary people.

"Dad, it doesn't matter if you can't see people, you should always be able to see footprints, right?" Ye Chenyi threw all the photos he had seen to Ye Bingfeng, "Hey? Ye Chenyi took the remaining two or three in his hand, and looked at them over and over again, "Dad, your three photos are taken during the day, they should be taken from a height down, you look at this stone pier squatting here, what is painted on it?" ”

"It's like an engraved ......" Ye Bingfeng squinted, the lens taken in the stone pier on the photo was too far away, and he could only see it clearly in a vague way.

"What is engraved on this is a bit like a spell!" Ye Chenyi said, "Isn't it a formation to engrave a spell on the stone pier?" Ye Chenyi suddenly remembered the Maoshan Technique he was watching, in the formations recorded in the Maoshan Technique, many of the evil formations were placed underground, covered with some kind of inconspicuous stone or something, and the spells were engraved on them for the long-term operation of the formation, so it was not easy to become invalid for a long time.

Besides, Mao Shan Technique and Taiyi Technique Ye Chenyi have watched it more than once or twice, since he was a child, he has listened to Zhang Ziming tell him some ghosts, gods, things, and even has nothing to do and show off his glorious deeds in front of Ye Chenyi, since he was a child, Ye Chenyi has been obsessed with this thing, Maoshan Technique Needless to say, his father's thing, if he can't sleep at night, he will take it as a story to help sleep, and Zhang Ziming's Taiyi Technique was directly given to Ye Chenyi, and after a long time, the two books were almost memorized......

At the beginning, Ye Chenyi was just curious about the ghosts and wild history stories above, which were much better than the ghost storybooks, and later, after reading the above stories, he was studying how to deal with the ghosts on the story......

"Spell ......" Ye Bingfeng pondered, "It seems that this matter is indeed not simple, James, you contact Ding Wenlin, let's meet him." ”

"Huh? Father! Have you noticed that these footprints are gone during the day! Ye Chenyi said with the photo.

"Chenyi, this is not surprising, because you didn't notice that it was snowing when you took pictures at night?" James meant that the footprints were buried by snow......

Ye Bingfeng picked up the photos taken at night and looked at them, "Figures, smiling faces, footprints...... Formation? ”

"Could the figures be those from archaeology, as for the smiling faces, it is probably an illusion, right?" To be honest, Ye Bingfeng only saw a figure with Ju Lou's body and another vague figure, in fact, this figure alone can't explain anything, it is very likely that it is the archaeologist, as for the smiling face, he has to wait for Ye Bingfeng to go home and study it well.

"By the way, Chenyi, how did you find out that the figure is fast? Don't tell me by feeling, your feeling is nothing but a console! Ye Bingfeng threw the photo to Ye Chenyi, started the car and walked slowly along the road, "Tell your dad about it!" ”

"Oh Dad, you can go home and look at the pictures my mom took of me, and you'll know!" Ye Chenyi glanced back at James, "Let's let Uncle Zhan tell you why......

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when they got home, and everyone was still waiting for Ye Bingfeng and them to go home for dinner, in fact, Ye Chenyi couldn't help but noisily eat a few when he saw the snack bar on the side of the road in the morning, but Ye Bingfeng had already explained Ye Chenyi, and when he went home, he acted like he hadn't eaten......

Yang Jing heated the dish a little more, and while the dish was hot, James told Ding Shirui what he wanted to see Ding Wenlin, and Ding Shirui made a phone call and agreed with Ding Wenlin to meet at the Ruyi Teahouse tomorrow morning.

Since Zhang Ziming got married, James has been living in Ye Bingfeng's house, but fortunately, there are many rooms in the villa, and Yang Jing cleaned up a room for James.

In the evening, Ye Bingfeng discussed with Yang Jing to give James a house to live in, not that Ye Bingfeng and Yang Jing didn't want James to live in their own house, but they were afraid that James himself would be a little inconvenient, and the entire Xishan House was bought by James and given to Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming, and it was completely reasonable to send a house to James.

However, Ye Bingfeng felt that he had to ask James tomorrow and let him make his own decision, if James agreed, find someone to decorate and decorate, and give him the key, if James wanted to live with him, Ye Bingfeng had nothing to say, and he was very welcome.

Early the next morning, James sat alone on the sofa drinking tea, tilting his head and sneezing continuously, looking like he had a cold yesterday.

Ye Bingfeng and James talked about their thoughts, but they didn't think that James agreed very much, "Ye, even if you don't discuss this matter with me, I will discuss it with you, I know your thoughts, I'm afraid I'm just inconvenient for something!" Ye Bingfeng was relieved to see that James had not misunderstood him, and at this time Yang Jing happened to come out to make breakfast, so he told Yang Jing to let people decorate a suite in the building next to him.

While the three of them were talking, Ding Shirui also walked down from the second floor, and heard talking about the house, so he walked to Ye Bingfeng's side, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother Ye, is the house in Xishanju yours?" Can... Sell me a set of ......"