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Listening to Xiao Qian's narration, Qingming's mind outlined an old man with unkempt hair and nerves tinkering with strange things in the room.

Qingming deeply felt that no matter whether the urban routine was deep or not, the roads in the countryside were quite slippery anyway.

He just wanted to get his bow back, and didn't care if anyone was strange or if there was some other story.

The bow was inherited by Old Man Chen, the arrow was built by Old Man Chen himself, and his own life was saved by Old Man Chen, so he couldn't live up to Old Man Chen's expectations, let alone throw away the bow and arrow.

Qingming wanted Boss Xiaoqian to take him to find this bow thief, but unexpectedly Xiaoqian was unwilling to go to that room.

Qingming was angry but had to knock on the door, but after knocking for a long time and there was no response, he turned his head to look at Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian shook his head and said that he didn't know.

Qingming asked Xiaoqian for the key, but Xiaoqian said that there was only one key, so Qingming was a little embarrassed.

It's day and night,

It's the moon and the wind is high again,

Qingming climbed onto the roof like a civet cat, and then began to uncover the tiles.

It's just that when he opened the tiles, what he saw was pitch black, there didn't seem to be anyone in the room, and Qingming pricked up his ears to listen and didn't hear any breathing.

"No one?" Qingming was a little puzzled, "Did you go out?" ”

Qingming changed houses and came to the place where Xiao Qian said the couple, when the tiles were uncovered, it was still pitch black, and he said in his heart: "Offended." Qingming's eyes widened and he searched around.

But there was still nothing, "No one? ”

Qingming frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

After getting off the roof, Qingming came to the door of the old man's house, and after a while, Qingming opened the old lock.

He was still very careful, tiptoeing like a thief, he had no intention of snooping into the old man's secrets, he just wanted to get his bow back.

The bow was very large, and it should be obvious to reason, so after searching around Qingming, he didn't find it, and there was no secret room.

I found an interesting phenomenon, there were women's clothes in this old man's room, which made Qingming can't help but feel that the old is not serious, and the older he gets, the more he is not serious.

Now it was certain that the old man was not in the house, so Qingming's heart was also slightly relaxed.

Because even he didn't want to face a perverted old man.

Qingming walked out of the room, carefully closed the door, and took advantage of the night, avoiding the dim and weak light, he walked to the room where the couple was.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the door lock opened, and Qingming walked in carefully.

He was a little afraid of the beautiful woman who suddenly appeared and disappeared that day, she gave Qingming a feeling that was too gloomy and cold, and her pale face was really like a corpse.

However, at the same time as being afraid, Qingming was inexplicably a little excited, maybe the beautiful woman was sleeping in the room at the moment, maybe there would be a beautiful scenery to see, Qingming wiped the saliva that was about to flow, and resumed his cautious obscene appearance.

"I'm here to find a bow." He kept admonishing himself in his heart.

But the body still involuntarily approached the bed.

The bed was large, enough for two people to sleep, and a thick mosquito net hung on it, and Qingming lifted the corner of the mosquito net, but his eyes shrank.

There are no couples here, or no people, not even quilts, what Qingming saw were two urns.

A cool breath suddenly drilled from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, Qingming had some difficulty breathing, and he thought of a lot of things at this moment.

"Could it be that the woman I saw that day was really a ghost?" Qingming calmed down at this time.

"Is this in the urn of the couple? If there is no ......"

Qingming reached out and touched the cold black stone boxes, which had no markings, no handwriting, no photos.

Qingming held his chin and looked at this house for a while, and looked at the two urns for a while.

"This Xiao Qian, she looks very unusual...... "Qingming said the innkeeper in his mouth.

From the very beginning, Qingming was told that there were three people living here besides himself, because he had seen that beautiful woman before, and Qingming had no doubts about it.

It's just that today I saw such a scene, which made Qingming wonder what the shopkeeper Xiaoqian wanted to do?

Is it really a black shop that kills and robs?

If this is the case, then her bow must be in that small room, but since she can steal the bow without knowing it, it must be very easy to kill herself, why didn't she do it?

And who was the beautiful woman I saw that day? Or what is it?

Qingming thought about it a few times but to no avail, so he had to give up, he wanted to go and see that Xiao Qian's room.

It's just that when he came out of the room, he got goosebumps all over his body, and he saw that the old man's room he had just walked out of had a head poking out.