Chapter 6: A Night Visit to the Ancestral House

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Neither the fat man nor I expected to get such a message from Sister Qing, so when Sister Qing said that there would be the answer I wanted in my ancestral house in my hometown, the fat man and I had to go back to Guangxi again. In order to stabilize the eldest uncle and the second uncle, Sister Qing proposed that she stay in Qinghai and continue to deal with the uncle.

On the plane, I asked the fat man many times about this Qing sister. That included her relationship with my father. Because when Sister Qing introduced herself before, the Chinese tone was not like a tone of conversation between friends. However, the fat man only glanced at me, and then shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what the relationship between Sister Qing and my father was. As for the secret connection between the orchid door and the thief door, of course, the fat man didn't reveal to me how he knew.

Another few hours of flight time. After the plane successfully landed at Bailian Airport in Liuzhou City, the fat man also arranged eyeliner here in order to prevent the uncle, so he didn't rush to get in the car and rush to my hometown. Instead, he played the anti-tracking method when he was in Qinghai again, until it was dark, and the fat man stopped a taxi and rushed to Lalong.

When the taxi reached a few kilometers from Lalong, the fat man stopped the driver, paid the money, and then called me off, and then took advantage of the moonlight to enter the village.

In the countryside, almost every household has a dog. In order not to avoid the dogs who watched the house, the fat man took me around a big circle, trying to avoid all the houses. During this period, the fat man also took me through countless terraced fields. When we made it to the ancestral house, I looked at the time, and it was half past two in the morning.

Here it is necessary to talk about the general distribution structure of my family's ancestral home. It's a bit like the structure of a courtyard house in Beijing, except that there's no wall or fence to separate it. In front of the ancestral house is my uncle's old house, and the distance between the two houses is less than ten meters. If it weren't for the fact that my uncle had built a new house in the village after my father's accident, it would have been a bit difficult for us to get into the ancestral house now.

The ancestral house is made of mud bricks, and it is still standing despite all these years. It's just that there are still obvious cracks in some places.

The fat man stood in front of the door of the hall, held up his flashlight and shone the house number, and then looked at me: "Yo, I can't see it." ”

I didn't react and asked him what he meant. The fat man used a flashlight to shine on the two signs in the upper right corner of the gate and said, "Patriotic and law-abiding glorious households, it's okay." ”

I gave the fat man a blank look and ignored him. Then he pouted at the big wooden door in front of him: "Hurry up and find a way to open it." ”

This type of door is a structure of two types of latches, inside and outside. If you are inside, you can lock the door from the inside by lowering the latch. From the outside, you need to use a lock. The fat man put the flashlight in his mouth and stood at the door and played with the padlock for a while, and finally there was a crisp "snap", and the padlock was torn off by the fat man.

"Damn, fat man, I thought this lock was so good." The fat man took the flashlight off and took a sip of saliva. "Your family doesn't pay much attention to this ancestral home. How many fucking years has this lock been used, and it has long since rusted inside. As he spoke, the fat man threw the lock at me.

I took the lock and looked at it, and sure enough. Rust to this extent, let alone a fat man, even if I come, I guess I can break it at once.

"Come, let me see what is in your ancestral house." As he spoke, the fat man prepared to push the door and enter. I hurriedly stopped him.

"Be careful. This is also my family's ancestral home. As soon as you came, you directly screwed the door lock, and you are not afraid of something if you are so rude? ”

The fat man pouted: "What have I been afraid of, fat man?" As he spoke, the fat man pushed forward hard, and the heavy wooden door made a dull sound, and the fat man pushed open a crack.

"Walking." The fat man whistled softly. But as soon as the fat man squeezed sideways into the crack in the door, I heard him gasp.

"Holy!" Immediately after that, I saw the fat man flash out of the crack in the door.

"How?" I asked him.

The fat man blinked and looked at me with a frown: "Are you sure that this ancestral house of yours has not been inhabited for a long time?" ”

I was stunned by the fat man's brainless question: "Of course, otherwise how could this lock be rusted like this?" But after saying that, I noticed that the fat man's face was wrong. So he hurriedly asked him, "What do you see in it?" ”

The fat man took a breath, then spit out again: "There is a coffin inside." ”

"Coffin?" I was stunned, "You're not mistaken, are you?" How could there be such a thing? ”

The fat man pointed to his eyes: "Fat man, I have been dealing with coffins for so many years, do you think I will be wrong?" Saying that, the fat man held up the flashlight again, took a picture from the crack in the king's door, and confirmed it again: "There is really a fucking coffin." ”

"So what now?"

The fat man looked at me, and then at the coffin in the crack in the door. The last gritted his teeth: "Or do it, it's dead." Go, get in. As he spoke, he took out the dagger he had bought during the day and held it in his hand, and once again flashed into the house.

As soon as I saw that the fat man had entered, I hurriedly drew my dagger and flashed in.

I have to say that this ancestral house has been abandoned for a long time, and the corners of various walls inside are covered with cobwebs, and the ground is also covered with thick dust. Strangely, I found that the coffin in the center of the hall did not seem to be stained with any dust. It looks like new. It was like being placed here a few minutes before we arrived.

I glanced at the fat man and saw that he seemed to be aware of the problem as well. At this time, he was holding a flashlight and circling around the coffin, as if he wanted to find some clues from the appearance of the coffin.

The fat man circled the coffin a few times, but found no useful clues, and crouched down to look at the ground where the coffin was kept. It was found that there were no signs of dragging on the ground that the coffin touched. In other words, the coffin was not recently placed in this room.

The fat man stood up, looked at me, and did not speak. He just turned around and silently looked at the rest of the hall.

In the middle of the hall, where the incense was normally placed, the fat man found an old quartz clock. Of course, the clock had long since stopped swinging.

The fat man stood in front of the quartz clock, bent down to observe it carefully for a while, and found that there was nothing special. I noticed one thing though. That is, the hour and minute hands of the quartz clock overlap each other. That is to say, when it stops turning, time stops at 2:10 a.m.

I told the fat man about my findings, and the fat man shook his head, saying that it was probably accidental and didn't mean anything. But as soon as the fat man finished saying this, he paused for a moment. Then I saw the fat man jerk his head up and look to the upper right of the top of our heads.

The location where the fat man looked was the entrance to the attic directly above the hall. Coincidentally, I found that the two hour hands on the quartz clock in front of me were pointing in the same direction as the attic.