Chapter Eighty-Six: He Feng
Little Lori returned in frustration, which was expected by Lu Cheng.
From the moment Tang Yuefei's string of possibilities was spoken, an ominous premonition had already shrouded his heart. He realized that this action might really be wrong. The bedroom number that I worked so hard to find was useless, and I couldn't get the first-hand information when Qin Xueyi died, and no amount of side knocks was in vain.
It's been ten years.
It has been 10 years since I was engaged. The red dust and dry bones are no more, so why not look for traces again?
Lu Cheng rubbed his eyebrows and summoned the little Lori back into the sword.
"What now? Any suggestions? He asked.
"Hehe, unexpected, reasonable." Tang Yuefei smiled bitterly twice, "If it really goes so well, this matter will not let our Dao Heavenly Master stop doing it." β
"So what do we do next? All the clues are broken. Lu Cheng sighed.
"Let's go back first." Tang Yuefei thought for a while and said, "I didn't gain anything this time, but I caused a lot of trouble." Let's wait to see tomorrow morning that the people of S University will send the news of the theft of the principal's office to the police station. She smiled, "In the past two days, we still have to avoid the limelight first, and don't make any big moves for the time being." Since we can't find any clues at the scene of the incident, we can only retreat to the second scene and take a look. β
"The second scene? Where? β
"Cemetery in S City." Tang Yuefei looked at his eyes and said lightly. "Even if Qin Xueyi's bedroom was cleaned by her peers after her death, even if she didn't die in her own bedroom at all, I don't believe that there could be anything wrong with her tomb."
"No, no, no, you're thinking too simply." Lu Cheng sneered and shook his head, "What if I learned that something happened to my daughter studying outside, and Qin Xueyi's parents transported her body back to her hometown for burial?" Do we need to find out where her hometown is, and then go out of the province? β
"No, I don't." The proprietress also shook her head and sneered, "Qin Xueyi is from S City." β
"How do you know?"
"Because I've seen her admissions file." Tang Yuefei's answer was concise and impeccable, "This information was deliberately memorized in my mind the first moment I saw it, in order to prevent this from happening." β
"Okay, you're ruthless." Lu Cheng nodded and didn't say anything more.
This night is destined to be sleepless.
The way back was full of helplessness and sighs. After a trip back and forth, the only thing that was confirmed was that there was indeed a homicide caused by a fire at S University about ten years ago, and all the staff members who knew about it were secretive, and nothing else.
Lu Cheng, who hadn't slept well, returned to the hotel, but he didn't feel sleepy when he was going to make up for sleep.
Of course, he knew that there was something wrong with the soul that was haunting He Feng, but he couldn't say what the problem was. Whether the ghost in the demon altar is Qin Xueyi or not, and if so, what is the reason why she is resentful ten years later, and she turns into a ghost and returns to her lover in this weird way; If not, then why did this guy who was not a ghost or a demon just turn into Qin Xueyi and hibernate by He Feng's side, whether the real Qin Xueyi had already gone to the secluded capital to die again.
He didn't know any of that.
The situation in front of him was not only as simple as having no clues, but what was even more terrifying was that he couldn't find any connection between these things. Gradually, it seems that all the fingers are pointed at the fire ten years ago, and as soon as the facts about that fire are revealed, all the answers will emerge.
"Sleep." Tang Yuefei on the other bed whispered, "There are still a few hours until dawn, are you going to think about it like this?" β
Lu Cheng, who was lying on the bed, turned his head, and the room without the light was dark, so that he couldn't see the face of the proprietress clearly.
"I'm worried about how I'm going to pay the guests tomorrow." He said lightly.
"I don't know what will happen tomorrow today, so go to bed early." Tang Yuefei yawned, "But it seems that I'm the boss, right?" Why is it your turn to worry about these things? She smiled.
"Okay, I see." Lu Cheng also smiled, although he was not sleepy, he also closed his eyes.
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The next day, after the two of them paid the money, they checked out of the hotel.
In a short period of time, S Da, who had just had a "supernatural event" last night, was no longer suitable for these two to appear. So whether you continue to find another way out, or just stop there, the firm is the best transfer point for the two at present.
It's just that Lu Cheng didn't expect that this trip home would bring him such a big "surprise".
The red sports car passed through the busy city road, and when they stopped, they stood at the door of the alleyway to greet them not someone else, but He Feng, who had planned to arrive tomorrow.
"You're back?" The guest's face didn't look good, it was a hint of madness in the haggard after despair.
"What, what's the matter?" Tang Yuefei was obviously taken aback by this sudden change.
"That's right, didn't you say that it would be three days, why are you here now?" Lu Cheng also stood up, and the guest's expression made him vaguely feel that something was wrong.
"Let's talk about it in your office first, I've been standing here all morning." He Feng said politely.
"Okay." Tang Yuefei nodded, but her brows couldn't help frowning. "Something is wrong." She glanced at Lu Cheng in a low voice, and opened the door with the key as if nothing had happened.
The dark corridor behind the door He Feng walked very briskly, it seemed that the second visit had completely eliminated the tension and restraint he had when he came the first time, and without waiting for Tang Yuefei and Lu Cheng to greet him, he had already entered the main hall first, and sat on the chair facing the desk.
"Can you tell us what happened now that you couldn't wait three days and are coming here now?" Lu Cheng served a cup of coffee to the guests as usual, and Tang Yuefei hurriedly sat in his seat, which made the two of them, both the boss and the employee, a little flustered.
"Then I won't beat around the bush," He Feng took Lu Cheng's coffee, with a faint excitement in his expression, "Thank you so much!" You've found my lover, haven't you?! β
"This ......" Tang Yuefei turned her head to look at Lu Cheng, and the two looked at each other, "I'm sorry, we did get the news about your wife." After thinking about it, the battle-hardened proprietress immediately gave the smile she deserved, "The good news is that she won't be in any danger anytime soon, so you can rest assured." But the other party's attitude is very tough, and if you want to take back your wife's soul from the hands of that Taoist priest, I think it may take a few days. You wouldn't mind this, would you? β
"What do you mean?" He Feng's expression suddenly turned cold, "You have obviously found my wife, why are you lying to me?" β
"You may have misunderstood, sir." Lu Cheng suppressed his breathing, and this change in He Feng made him shudder while being frightened, "We really don't need to lie to you at this point, your wife is really not in our hands." β
"Really?" The guest stood up, his expression grim as the cold ice of rotten bones in the dry mounds of the mountains, "Didn't you lie to me? Is my wife really not in your hands? β
"Not there." Tang Yuefei also sank her tone.
Lu Cheng knew that before he figured everything out, he must not hand over the old Taoist's Demon Sealing Altar to He Feng's hands!
"Haha!" He burst out laughing, and the sound of laughter was creepy in the empty and dark main hall. "You liars." He paused word by word and pulled out the fruit knife at the waist of his shirt.
"What are you doing?!" Lu Cheng was immediately shocked! This madman actually brought the knife here!
The ruler-long blade was shining, strictly speaking, it was completely out of the category of fruit knives, and looking at its exaggerated shape and excessively long blade, I don't know which underground black factory it was used for. But there is no doubt that no one doubts the lethality of its sharp opening, especially in the face of such an irrational creature whose eyes have completely lost its mind.
"My little snow came to me last night." A sweet smile spread across the guest's feverish face, "She sang with me, danced with me, and told me how hard she had been without me. β
"Calm down." Tang Yuefei whispered, cold sweat had gradually stained her forehead, at such a distance, it was easy for a madman with a sharp blade to hurt either her or Lu Cheng. And in just a few seconds after the incident, it didn't even have time for the Year Beast in the house to complete its transformation!
"Finally she told me she was trapped." He Feng's eyes began to turn cold, his knife-wielding hands began to slowly move upward, and his whole body arched into a cat ready to attack at any time, "And the person who trapped her is none other than you." β
"Mr. Ho!" Lu Chengli drank, "Is there any misunderstanding here?" Just a dream? What does it mean? Put down the knife, I don't want to be hurt by some ridiculous dream! β
"Shut up!" He Feng's knife had already taken the lead in pointing at Lu Cheng, "I won't believe what you say!" You've been lying to me since the beginning, and you're still trying to do it! I ask you, what about the altar? β
Lu Cheng's eyes also changed, and a black dragon-shaped tattoo roamed around his body like a living creature until it hovered in the palm of his forearm, "How do you know about the altar?" β
"Admit it?!" He Feng sneered, and the next moment, the kind of violence and viciousness that only belonged to the beast climbed up his cheek without disguise, "Give me something!" β
"It was the altar himself who told him." Tang Yuefei said coldly, "The Demon Seal can't lock that monster, she has already entangled He Feng, even if she is thousands of miles away, there is still a way to instruct him to come over and save people." β
As if to confirm her statement, a call like a ghost's throat wafted from the inner room, like a cry and a complaint, making people's hairs stand on end, "Husbandβis that you?" Help meβ"
Tang Yuefei and Lu Cheng both heard this, and they looked at each other in horror in the direction of the sealing altar in the bedside table in the house, with indescribable shock in their eyes. And hearing this, He Feng also seemed to be completely stimulated by his ferocity.
"Light snow! Xiaoxue, I'm coming, Xiaoxue! He roared feverishly, and suddenly pounced on the defenseless Lu Cheng like a leopard!
The sword is black and the blood is red.