Chapter 18 Brother Wen who was poisoned by Jin Yong's novels
When Yao Wenju and I came out of the room, the police had already cleaned up the body in the room.
Originally, according to the rules, the fat man and I had to go to the police station to make a record. However, Yao Wenju dredged up the relationship from it, so that the fat man and I had to avoid this cumbersome procedure.
As for how to characterize the case? That's the policeman's uncle's business, and it's not our turn to worry about it. The only thing that makes me feel a little embarrassed is this ordinary gathering, including Qingqing, who was ruthlessly deprived of several lives.
What surprised me was Yao Yirong, after this twist and turn, her temperament has matured a lot, and she is no longer as rude and willful as before. She cleared all the old paintings out of the house, and she said she was worried that there were still things hidden in them, but in the eyes of me and the fat man, she was a loser again.
That night, I, the fat man, Yao Yirong and her brother, stayed in the castle for one night, preparing to take the car back to Guangdong the next day.
That night, while they were asleep, I quietly came to the basement of the ancient castle, and in the basement of the ancient castle, I saw the small bronze door described by Murong Jiajia.
When you open it, it's pitch black, and there's not a glimmer of light in sight.
I remembered Murong Jiajia's advice, I must go through the number of gossips in reverse to find a way out
There are eight trigrams of gossip, Qianyi, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Xun, Kan, and Kun. Each hexagram represents a number, a direction. For example, if the dry is one, the direction represents the northwest, and the direction represents the west, and the dry should take one step to the northwest, and then continue to walk two steps west when it comes to the exchange.
And what I'm going to do now is to reverse the direction of the gossip and go through it again.
It was pitch black ahead, and I couldn't see my fingers, so I had no choice but to close my eyes and deduce Gangbu in my mind.
After the performance, I took the first step gently and began to follow the anti-gossip route. When I took the last step. There was a sudden light in front of him, as if he was approaching another heaven. Immediately after, I saw Murong Jiajia sitting in front of the dresser, looking at me with a smile.
She said to me, "You're here." The smile is still so charming, people can't help but lose their minds for a moment.
I sat down beside her and sat down for a long time before I asked her, "Can you tell me why you're here?" ”
Murong Jiajia only answered me with four words, wait for someone, wait for him.
Who are you waiting for, and who is he?
Murong Jiajia shook his head and said, I forgot, but I know that he will always come back to me one day.
I'll ask her again how long you've been waiting here. But when I asked this question, I laughed too, what is the difference between asking this question and being an idiot, listening to her memories that night, she had been in this castle for at least a hundred years.
"You've waited so long, and you haven't even waited for him, haven't you thought about going out and looking for him? There's no way to wait like this. After half a ring, I said quietly
Murong Jiajia smiled and said, "Yes, so I'll go out now." ”
I looked at her in amazement and asked, "Are you...... Going out now? ”
She nodded and said, "Yes, wait until you take me out." ”
I wondered and asked her, "How do you know I'm going to take you out?" ”
She smiled mischievously, "Because I know, you want to." ”
Her words made me lower my head and scratch the back of my head urgently, and when my mind was suddenly pierced, there would be a psychological reaction, which affected the thinking, and under the control of the mind, it would naturally make some movements.
For example, a boy has a crush on a girl for a long time and is plucking up the courage to confess, but the girl penetrates her mind in advance. At this point, his mind goes blank and he forgets everything he had prepared beforehand. Dazed, overwhelmed, at a loss.
Now I am in this state of mind, Murong Jiajia is right, before I came to see her, I thought about taking her away.
There are two reasons for this, the first is that she gives me a very intimate feeling, which is very similar to my reincarnated sister, and I don't worry about her staying alone in this ancient castle, although she seems to be very mysterious and familiar with the Taoist Qimen Dunjia. But what if the old Taoist priest who came back with half a life and quickly entered the coffin? Or maybe one day this so-called formation is broken by someone else? Who dares to guarantee the future, the so-called famous and decent family, you will accept it when you see it, and it will not care if you are good or evil.
The second reason is because I want to help her, help her find the person she is waiting for, which is the least like the reason, but the feeling in my heart is at work. Or maybe it's because I think she's so pitiful, and I've been waiting for someone for hundreds of years in this dark basement, so I can't help but feel sympathy.
"Idiot, shall we go? When you get out, you're going to help me find the guy I'm waiting for. "When I was overwhelmed by the revelation of the little secret in my heart, Murong Jiajia's laughter came again, gentle with a hint of naughtiness.
I scratched my forehead and asked her, "What, how can I take you away, it's okay to talk about it at night." If it's daylight, you'll be out and about. ”
Murong Jiajia pointed to a corner of the wall.
When I looked in that direction she was pointing, it dawned on me. In the corner of the wall, there is an oil-paper umbrella with plum blossom patterns. The oil-paper umbrella looks older than my grandmother, but it is as smooth as new.
Murong Jiajia's meaning is naturally that she hid in this umbrella and asked me to take her out.
"My soul has been here for a long time, and it must be weak when I go out...... After you go out, you have to buy a piece of Kunyu for me, and after refining it, I can warm my soul. Murong Jiajia said softly
I took all this to heart, then opened the umbrella and let Murong Jiajia get in
When I closed my eyes and took the first step along the anti-gossip route. Murong Jiajia's voice came out of the umbrella.
"Idiot, you are wrong, you have to go out to gossip, and the first step is to follow the direction of the Qiangong."
"Why is it so troublesome." I rolled my eyes, muttered something in a low voice, and readjusted my pace and walked out.
However, when I took the last step and opened my eyes, I was shocked.
I saw a person who wasn't supposed to be here, Yao Yirong's brother, Yao Wenju.
He was propping up the doorway with one hand and smoking a cigar with the other, looking at me with a puzzled expression.
"What are you doing?" We both stared at each other and asked suspiciously.
"It's nothing, just walk around." Another unanimous answer.
"It's really nothing, I just walked around, and I happened to see a basement here, and I happened to see a small copper door, so I couldn't help but walk in with curiosity." I tried to cover it up, but at the same time quietly carried the umbrella behind me, trying not to attract his attention.
"Oh, I see." Yao Wenju continued to smoke his cigar and walked to a small stool in the basement to sit. After sitting down, the cigar took one puff after another, as if there was something bothering him.
I thought about taking this opportunity to go out and hide my umbrella, but seeing his depressed appearance, I couldn't help but run to him and sit down.
I pushed him with my elbow and asked curiously, "Brother Wen, why did you come to this place, is there something bothering?" ”
He smiled and said, "When I'm upset, I like to find a quiet place where no one is around. ”
With his ambiguous answer, and his desire to cover up, I mentally gave him a list of ABC multiple-choice questions.
A, he was dumped.
B: He was dumped by his girlfriend who had been in love for ten years
C He was dumped by his wife
In order to confirm my guess, I reached out and pushed him again, and asked him curiously, "You can't be out of love, right?" ”
He was stunned for a while, then he looked at me and asked, "Do you think this is possible?" ”
I shook my head, it was impossible. With the status of the Yao family, you want money and money, and you want power. In this realistic era where I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle. Even if he looks better than the second senior brother of Journey to the West, there are women who will throw hugs for him. What's more, he doesn't look bad.
Since it's not possible, then I can't think of any other possibility, and if I can't think of it, then naturally I have nothing to say. The atmosphere in the basement was gloomy for a while, just as I was about to escape back to my room with my umbrella. Yao Wenju suddenly asked me this question
"Do you know Yue Fei?"
I looked at him with an idiot on my face, Yue Feiyue Wangye, the first loyal minister of the Great Song Dynasty, and the god of war. Full of hard work and ambition, he was born by mistake in an era when he was seriously ill but had no good medicine, and was beheaded on a trumped-up charge, which can be said to be the most wronged one of the loyal ministers of all dynasties.
I think that as long as it is a Chinese, no one will not know Yue Fei. It's just that Yao Wenju suddenly asked what does this mean? Treat me like an idiot?
"Then do you know Wu Mu's suicide note?" Yao Wenju asked again
I hesitated and didn't know how to answer. According to rumors, Wu Mu's suicide note is a book left by Yue Wangye, which records the tactics of Yue Wangye's marching and formation. Whoever gets this book will surely win all battles when marching and fighting. In Jin Yong's Biography of the Condor Heroes, such a book is also mentioned.
It's just that looking at the entire official history, there is no record of this Wu Mu's suicide note in that classic. Some of them only exist in the wild history circulated by the people, and the authenticity needs to be studied.
Unable to hold back the doubts in my heart, I blurted out and asked, "Is there really a book?" ”
Yao Wenju paused for a while after hearing my doubts, stood up and laughed inexplicably, laughed all the way to the stairs of the upper room, and left me sitting alone in the chair, completely confused.
After watching him slowly walk away from my sight, I gave him a conclusion, which was still a multiple-choice question.
A: He was poisoned by the novel
B He was poisoned by Jin Yong's novel
He was poisoned by a novel called The Legend of the Condor Heroes
This poor baby......