In the heat of the day, sweat is like rain, and the rubble and cracked earth on the eaves are unique to Kashiwabashi City.

The old house is located on the outskirts of Baiqiao City, covering an area about the size of a village. Although there are many An family members who have left Baiqiao City today, the An family pays attention to recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors, and they still have to come back in the end.

I'm different, no one wants a broom star to recognize their ancestors.

The mourning hall is solemnly arranged, and the whole clan is dressed in linen and filial piety. Only the noisy band in the courtyard made a little lively in the desert.

I knelt down in front of the coffin and kowtowed in mourning as a sign of respect for the deceased.

"How did you get this witch back?"

I didn't even have to look back to know that it was my aunt complaining about my mother.

"The death of the head of the An family has nothing to do with me, if you want to blame her, you will blame her own bad life." I stood up and bowed to the coffin three more times, looked at the statue in front of me and said coldly, "Now that it is a society ruled by law, I don't believe that you still dare to be like you were at the beginning!" ”

"Above the mourning hall, you must not be presumptuous."

When I looked back, a young man was walking towards me with a gray-haired old lady in his arms, and the old lady glanced at me and waved at the young man next to me.

Before I could react, the young man threw me a mourning dress with a disgusted face: "It's up to you to keep the wake tonight." ”

The moonlight poured in like a screen down the door of the mourning hall, and it was already three o'clock in the morning, which was the most cloudy time of the day.

I knelt beside the coffin in a proper manner, guarding a dead body by myself, and holding the peace blessings my parents had asked for for me.

It is often believed that the soul should be visited within three days of death, so children are expected to stay in front of the coffin and wait for the return of their loved ones.

The An family said that this was the best opportunity to atone for my sins, and let me repent of myself when I faced the patriarch alone.

I yawned and stood up, kneeling for so long without feeling my legs.

This mourning hall was set up in the patriarch's room, and I looked around to find some clues to the patriarch's mysterious death. But it seems that this has been completely cleaned up by the An family, and there is not even a ghost in sight.

I covered my right eye and scanned the room again, and there was really no ghost, which was a bit strange, because the magnetic field of the mourning hall was the most attractive to lonely souls and wild ghosts, but most of them didn't harm people and just ate the tribute.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of playing the piano from upstairs. I judged by the sound that it was the location of the patriarch's bedroom, but I was the only one who kept the spirit tonight, and I was afraid of disrespecting the deceased and the second floor was also forbidden to enter.

If it's not a human, it's only a ghost.

I walked up to the second floor in search of sound, turned the key of the room and opened the door, and the sound of playing the piano stopped abruptly.

But a strong sandalwood fragrance instantly came to my face, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, it was still the top ancient country old mountain sandalwood, the milk fragrance was very mellow, and my heart said that this patriarch was quite particular before his death.

There is a Bogu shelf standing next to the dresser, and a guqin is placed in the middle of the shelf, and several different antique jade objects are placed next to it, but the value in terms of fineness is far less than one-tenth of this guqin.

As soon as I saw the antiques, I came to my senses, walked up and directly moved the guqin to the table and studied it carefully.

This is a beam-winding spring and autumn guqin, the body is made of nanmu, there is a layer of blood ash on the gray tire is mixed with pig blood and lacquer to form a gray tire, look closely inside should also be mixed with some gold and silver powder, is the top craft that the guqin will have.

It's worth a lot of money.

"Smack-"

Suddenly there was a sound of glass breaking on the Bogu shelf, and I turned my head to see a translucent man standing next to the Bogu shelf.

I thought about it carefully, and the man's face slowly overlapped with the photo in the posthumous photo, and he was the dead patriarch.

"I'm not stealing the piano." I quickly stood up and explained to the patriarch's ghost, "I heard a sound of the piano downstairs just now, and I'll put it back for you." ”

The ghost dangled in mid-air and waved at me, then reached forward with both hands.

"You mean, this guqin was given to me?" I tried to decipher the meaning of the ghost in front of me, just wondering why the ghost couldn't speak.

The ghost nodded, my eyes widened in surprise, and I made a lot of money.

"You just gave me such a valuable thing when we first met, so I remember to burn paper and gold ingots for you every year on your death day!" I picked up the piano and wrapped the guqin while chattering and thanking him.

"But there's one more thing I want to know, why did you gouge out your left eye before you died?" I remembered the doubts in my heart and stopped what I was doing, "Is it really my curse?" ”

The ghost trembled like chaff, and he stared around in horror as if something scared him, and he shook his head desperately and disappeared in front of me.

I suddenly felt the smell of sandalwood in the house, choked and coughed, and left the room after loading the guqin.

It wasn't until I reached the stairs on the second floor that I was dumbfounded by everything in front of me. Orange flames spread throughout the first floor, and the mourning hall had collapsed in thick clouds of black smoke, accompanied by the sound of wood exploding, and the heat wave in the air slapped against me.

Someone set fire to me and tried to burn me!

Damn, I still underestimated this group of An family.

The fire was so strong that I had to hide back in the patriarch's house, trying to find some water to wet my clothes first.

Just as I was about to splash the water from the fish tank on myself, the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room shattered to the ground, and a strange man with a rope jumped in.

Without saying a word, the man pulled me, put a safety buckle on me, and jumped straight from the second floor with me.

"Thank you...... Thank you. I leaned against the wall and gasped as I looked at the man who had just saved me, "Who are you?" How will it come to save me? ”

The man bowed his head to untie the rope for me, and patted the dust on his clothes: "Get out of here." ”

I nodded, and said in my heart that I must get out of here, and that they had deliberately designed my wake tonight, and I even suspected that the coffin was just an ornament.

The man left without answering my question.

I didn't stay longer holding the guqin, went around home to report to my parents that I was safe, and told them about it again.

My parents directly contacted me for a car to the airport, and told me not to come back if I had nothing to do with Yiding City overnight, in fact, I thought the same thing.

I spent the night at the airport with the guqin in my arms, and the next day I arrived at the antique shop.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a crisp knock at the door.

I was still squatting on the ground and tidying up the antiques, and I didn't look back and replied casually: "You look first, if you like it, we will talk about the price." ”

"Can you talk about the price of this Spring and Autumn guqin in your store?"

I stood up with a light in my eyes, turned around and looked back, this person was talking about the guqin that I brought from An's house yesterday.

I saw a man more than 1.9 meters old standing behind him dressed in black, with black half-sleeves, black leggings, black Martin boots, and a black leather coat on his shoulders.

If you look closely, this person should be about the same age as me, only twenty-three or fourteen years old. He has thick hair, a steep and pointed chin, and good-looking Danfeng eyes.

The leather-clothed man hooked the corners of his lips and said unhurriedly: "This is the first beam-winding guqin in history, the Aiqin of King Chuzhuang in the Spring and Autumn Period." It's collectible, so we'll have to talk about it. ”

A word woke up the dreamer, in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was only one Liang-winding guqin that Huayuan dedicated to the King of Chuzhuang, and it was also the first Liang-winding guqin in history.

"You sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water." As soon as I saw the money delivery door, I immediately put on a standard smile and hurriedly got up and went to the back room to get a teacup.

"It's rare to see an antique like you."

I walked out of the back room with a teacup in my hand, and when I looked around, the hall was empty, and the man in leather was gone.

Not good.

I then turned my head to look at the counter, and the Spring and Autumn Guqin on it was gone.

Damn, this guy is a thief.

I hurriedly put down the teacup and chased out, but except for Aunt Wang from the next shop sitting in the sun, there was no one outside, and I didn't even see a ghost.

"Aunt Wang. Did you just see a man in a leather coat coming out of my shop? In which direction did he flee? I pinched my waist and didn't bother, leaned down and asked Aunt Wang at the door of the store.

Aunt Wang looked serious, not like she was lying to me: "What leather-clad man?" I just heard you talking to yourself in the store, the little girl hit the ghost in the daytime. ”