After reading the letter.

Chen Jing squatted under the eaves on a rainy night in a daze for a long time.

Until the sky is dark.

The rain is weakening.

Only then did he slowly stand up, rubbing his squatting legs with his hands from time to time, and there was no expression on his face.

"Old man......"

"You've paved a long way for me......"

Chen Jing looked at the letter paper with a wry smile, and only had a feeling that he couldn't cry if he wanted to.

"Aggie, it's almost." Chen Jing carefully folded the letter paper, and without looking back, he rushed to Aji and arranged, "You let those four guys come out and go all the way out of the courtyard." ”

"Whew!" Baiaji nodded.

Suddenly, Chen Jing's face changed.

I saw that the letter paper in his hand was inexplicably shattered, as if it had been neatly cut by countless invisible blades, and it turned into thousands of pieces of paper in an instant.

Before they landed.

As soon as the wind blew, it dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly grabbed these confetti scattered in the wind, and his panicked and embarrassed look made outsiders think that they were all banknotes flying into the sky.

But when Chen Jing finally grabbed most of the confetti, he spread out his palm and took a look...... The confetti had turned to powder, like the white ash I had seen in the old man's study before.

Chen Jing knew that this was the old man's method, and he also knew that the old man was afraid that this thing would be accidentally discovered by others.

"Whew-"

Bai Aji noticed that something was not quite right with Chen Jing's mood, so he ran over in small steps as soon as possible, tilted his head to look left and right, and gently pushed him twice with his head from time to time.

"Huh?"

"I'm fine...... Chen Jing shook his head, casually scattered the white ash in his hand, and returned to the gentle smile on his face.

"Good Aggie, fly."

“？”

Although Bai Aji didn't understand why Chen Jing gave this order, he was still very obedient and began to slowly flap his wings.

It seems that the holes in its wings don't leak air, and it doesn't make the slightest sound when it flapps its wings, not even the wind that comes from waving its wing membranes.

Everything was eerily quiet.

By this time, the four bodies had already walked out of the courtyard.

According to Chen Jing's arrangement.

Baiaji manipulated them and walked towards the mountain without looking back.

"You go too, it's time to eat."

Hearing Chen Jing's words, Bai Aji glanced back.

Seeing him smile and nod, Bai Aji quietly followed.

It was like a lonely soul wandering in a rainy night, carrying a silent and cold aura through the rain curtain until it began to hover above the corpses.

Maybe it's because I'm hungry.

As he dived downward, Baiaji hissed excitedly.

It was like the sound of a real horse, and in an instant it resounded throughout Sentinel Ridge......

For a moment, the four corpses stood motionless like wooden stakes, like food on a dinner plate.

It's not that delicate, but it's delicious.

The first dish Bai Aji chose was Qinshan.

That's right.

It hated this lowly creature that had spoken ill of its master.

On a downward dive.

Bai Aji almost turned into a state of nothingness, and before Chen Jing could even see its movements, it had already held Qin Shan in its arms and flew into the air, starting to eat like a snake.

There was no bite.

No chewing.

It was a kind of raw swallowing that was hated to the bone.

"It's finally time to take a break......"

Chen Jing knew that Bai Aji could handle the next thing, so after collecting the envelope left by the old man, he walked into the old mansion with his bag on his back.

Not for a while.

He walked out again.

This time, however, he did not have an empty hand, but instead held a broom made from sorghum seedlings, and waved the broom while lighting it with his mobile phone, carefully disposing of all the footprints that Baiaji had left outside the house.

When he's done with it all.

Bai Aji had already eaten up the four servings of the food that belonged to him.

Because it hadn't received Chen Jing's order yet, it didn't dare to land at this time, and could only hover in mid-air at a low speed, whining aggrievedly from time to time.

"Don't come down, you're busy......"

Chen Jing shook off the water droplets on the broom, and did not mean to take it back to the old house, but put it outside the coal shed.

Otherwise, it would be too strange to have a wet broom in a clean room.

At this moment, Chen Jing is like a parent who is cleaning, and Bai Aji has become the child who is so frightened that he hides on the sofa and does not dare to land with his feet.

It wasn't until Chen Jing took out the relic whistle from his bag and held it up and motioned for it to go home, that poor Bai Aji dared to come down.

In the process of descending, Baiaji's body underwent a violent deformation.

The closer it was to Chen Jing, the smaller its body became.

until it turned into a long, curved black line and burrowed into the whistle......

"Be honest, if you don't come out, you won't come out."

"Whew-"

Chen Jing ignored the sound of Bai Aji humming in the whistle.

He used his mobile phone to make one last round of patrols in the courtyard to make sure that nothing was missing, and then returned to the second floor of the old mansion unhurriedly.

The bedroom on the second floor is where Chen Jing lived when he was a child.

Before entering the house, Chen Jing turned on the light and took a look.

Sure enough, just as he imagined, the bedroom was a mess.

"These dogs are so unreasonable...... Break in, forget it, and make a mess......"

Chen Jing picked up the photo frame that had fallen to the floor, wiped it with his cuffs and put it back on the desk.

The photo in the frame is old, and it looks a little blurry under the erosion of time.

After all, the place where the original photo was taken was in a photo studio in the countryside, where the clarity of film camera shooting is estimated to be incomparable to even today's low-end mobile phones.

in the photo.

It was Chen Jing, who had just turned one year old.

White and tender, pink.

The big eyes are round and bright, like a porcelain doll.

The old lady just hugged Chen Jing and sat on the Taishi's chair, smiling as kindly as ever.

In order to look better when taking photos with her grandson, she also deliberately wore a new cotton dress that she was only willing to wear during the Chinese New Year, and her hair was also coiled up and stuck with a hairpin made of horn material.

Chen Bofu stood behind the old lady, expressionless like a human-shaped wooden stake, but now that Chen Jing looked closely, he could see that Chen Bofu was like a demonic sluggishness.

Time is like an arrow, and it is like a steel knife scraping bones.

Although more than 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, looking at this photo, Chen Jing is still uncomfortable.

"Now is not the time to feel uncomfortable...... Chen Jing rubbed his face, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and without the slightest hesitation, pressed three numbers and dialed.

Before the call is connected.

Chen Jing yawned and fell on the bed he slept on when he was a child, although the musty wooden bed was a little cramped for him now, but the feeling of sleeping on it was still the same peace of mind.

"Hello, Anshui County No. 1 police officer."

Soon the phone was connected, and a young man's voice came from there.

"Hello, I'm going to call the police......"

Chen Jing couldn't see any expression on his face, he was so calm that he was a mess, but when he spoke, he pretended to tremble with fear.

"I, I suspect my grandfather has been kidnapped!"