I was waiting for boredom, and suddenly such a situation appeared, and I couldn't help but be curious.

Since there is a thick layer of dust on the stairs, it is a bit strange to say that there should be no one living upstairs, and the sound of footsteps coming from places where no one lives.

At this time, I remembered what Aunt Qing said just now, don't move the things in the house, don't be curious when you hear anything, and don't go up to the second floor!

I took a step forward, but I took it back, and I was thinking, after all, I was in someone else's house, and it was better to have more than one thing to do less, or to control my curiosity.

However, as soon as I sat down, there was another sound of footsteps above, and I glanced up, and the lights in the room turned on. It should still be a lit candle, and the light is flickering.

There was a woman's shadow reflected in the window next to her, and the light flickered, and the woman's shadow moved with it, which was a little weird.

I haven't drunk the tea that Aunt Qing made, to be honest, there is a weird atmosphere everywhere in this old house, and I really don't dare to drink the tea she made, what will happen if I can't keep it!

At this time, the sound of a woman crying suddenly came from upstairs again.

Originally, what happened just now made me feel uncomfortable, why did I cry, could it be that there are really people living upstairs, and no one is walking on the stairs, could it be because the woman is locked in the house?

Could it be that there are still some shady things in this Lin Ji coffin shop?

I even walked to the door of the living room and looked out, but the "master" that Aunt Qing said had not yet come. I took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked down the stairs to the second floor.

My steps were very light, and I climbed the stairs of the ground, and the crying in the room on the second floor actually stopped.

Go up the stairs to the second floor, and when you go to the door, you can see that the door is still empty. The candle flame was still flickering in the room, and I asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone?" ”

No one responded, and the flickering candlelight just now stopped, so I asked again, but there was still no response, and the shadow of the woman who had been reflected in the window before was gone.

Feeling that there must be something wrong in this room, I slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

The inside of this house is still very simple, it should be a girl's boudoir, most of the furniture is red, and the red has become dark red because of age. In a trance, I felt as if I had seen this room somewhere, candlesticks, bronze mirrors, and ancient rosewood carved beds, but I really couldn't remember where I had seen them.

After looking around the room, I didn't see anyone, and according to the position of the figure just now, the woman should be sitting on the mahogany stool in front of the bronze mirror, but it was empty.

In front of the bronze mirror with makeup, there was something covered, covered with a red cloth.

It caught my attention, and I walked lightly towards it, and when I got closer, I could see that the red cloth covered it was a picture frame, which was relatively new compared to the whole room, and seemed to be out of step with the overall style of the whole room.

Who is the person in the photo?

I reached over to lift the red cloth that was covering the frame, but a voice came from behind me: "Don't move! ”

I was almost out of my body by the business, and I felt like I was a thief, so I immediately withdrew my hand and looked behind me almost conditionally.

I saw Aunt Qing's strange face, and she was staring at me gloomily.

The old lady went upstairs without making a sound, and I suspected even more that she might not be human.

"Didn't I just say don't go upstairs, young man, aren't you afraid of losing your life?" Aunt Qing had a questioning tone, and she walked towards me.

"I heard someone upstairs just now, and I thought ......" I said halfway before I was interrupted by Aunt Qing.

"The upstairs room is empty, no one lives in it, and if you hear something, you don't hear it. You kid, you really don't know whether you live or die, but you are very similar to him! "Aunt Qing heard this question again, and I was stunned.

"Aunt Qing, who are you talking about?" I asked.

As soon as I finished asking, I heard a cough from somewhere, and Aunt Qing, who was standing opposite, changed her face suddenly, and she lowered her voice and said: "Hurry up and go downstairs, the master knows that you have gone up to the second floor, just wait for the two people outside the alley to collect your body!" ”

Aunt Qing immediately walked downstairs, I looked back at the photo frame covered with the red cloth, who was the person in the photo? The more this happened, the more curious I became, but Aunt Qing pulled her and walked out of the house.

I touched her hands so cold that I could even see that her hands were covered in corpse spots.

I immediately broke free from her grasp and went out of the house, and Aunt Qing immediately closed the door. The two of them quickly went downstairs, and as soon as they came down the stairs, they coughed again from the door of the living room.

Immediately after that, I saw an old man walk in, he was wearing the kind of clothes from the Qing Dynasty, and even had a long braid of yin and yang.

Looking at it coldly, Aunt Qing next to me, including this old man dressed in the Qing Dynasty, I was a little confused in an instant, does this family still think that it is the Qing Dynasty now?

The old man walked over, and within a few steps I saw the corpse spots on his neck and face, which were really corpse spots, not those brown age spots, the same ones I had just seen on Aunt Qing's hands.

The old man directly saw me and Aunt Qing standing at the staircase to the second floor, he stared at me for a while, and Aunt Qing immediately knelt down, she said: "Master spare your life, it's a slave and maid!" ”

The old man slowly raised his hand and motioned for Aunt Qing to stand up, and he said, "Are you going to the second floor?" It's okay, Aunt Qing, you go down, I have something to talk to this young man! ”

Aunt Qing knelt on the ground and looked up at the old man tremblingly, as if she was sure of something. The old man said again: "Those who don't know are not guilty, and you are not guilty, you go down, I told you, now is not the old time, no need to kneel!" ”

"Yes!" Aunt Qing replied with one word, then lowered her head and retreated towards the door, until she turned around and walked away until the door.

In this case, this old man wants to talk to me, so those photos should also be his idea. But what does an old man like him have to tell me, is it to say that your grandfather came once a few days ago, and I was able to find out my grandfather's whereabouts from him.

I think that's a bit of a stretch because my grandfather died, not missing or running away from home. Even though I believe my father's words and see him again one day, I don't think it will be here.

Maybe those pictures of my dad were just to draw me here, maybe he had something else. However, this old man may have something to do with my grandfather, that's for sure.

After Aunt Qing left, the old man said to me, "Young man, sit down, don't think my old man's table and chair are dirty!" ”

The old man who was said by Aunt Qing to be like a man-eating tiger was actually quite polite, I sat down, smiled and said, "What's the matter!" ”

The old man looked down at my teacup, and he said, "I haven't drunk any tea, and I'm still afraid that the old man will not be poisoned?" ”

I didn't expect the old man to be entangled in this, so I quickly said, "No, no, I'll drink!" ”

Dad smiled, he said: "Teasing you, the tea is cold, don't drink it, it will make you sick if you drink it." ”

I was depressed for a while, I didn't expect this old man to be so old and still make me laugh. I was embarrassed for a while, and then, I took out those photos from my pocket, spread them out on the table, and said, "Grandpa, you asked Song Wenbiao to give me these photos, right?" ”

The old man didn't even look at it, and said, "I handed over this matter to Aunt Qing, and I don't know who handed it over to handle this matter." Since you have obtained these photos, it means that you have a relationship with the person in the photo, who are you from Yang Dingshan? ”

Yang Dingshan, I haven't heard of this name, but this name seems to have been seen somewhere, but it is difficult to recall it for a while.

"Is the person in the photo called Yang Dingshan?" I asked, could it be that our Yang family has other branches besides the second grandfather Yang Qingsong?

When the old man heard me say this, he was also stunned, and his eyes even revealed a little incredible. However, he immediately explained: "The person in the photo is not called Yang Dingshan, his name is Yang Changsheng, and he is Yang Dingshan's son!" ”

In this way, Yang Dingshan in the old man's mouth is my grandfather's father, so isn't he my grandfather, and the book "The Secret of the Onmyoji" in my hand is from my grandfather's hand.

No wonder I feel as if I've seen this name, it's in the Onmyoji Secret Record, it's in my family's genealogy. So, who is this old man in front of me, and why does he know about my grandfather?