no soul

"Something is wrong." Wan Guchuan said, "There are traces of people living in many rooms. The Chen family's servants are definitely more than the 22 people recorded in the history book."

"Then there is something wrong with the Chen family's record book?" Lin Hong frowned, "Who is covering up this matter? What's the intention?"

They were all silent.

At present, there are many doubts, but there is no way to search for clues - where is the mad girl hiding, why the rats are rioting, who is the person who moved the rockery, what role is the pawnshop owner playing, who is the real ghost, and where is the blame Why are the office and the Chen family records incomplete... The empty mansion is silent, and their clues are pitifully few.

"I have a guess," Lin Hong thought absently while laying out the dishes sent by the owner of the pawn shop on the big table.

"This house has an unknown hiding place. The crazy girl did find out that there was a person who wanted to harm them in this house before, but no one believed her when she told her. She finally went crazy under fear and helplessness. And the family was killed.

—and now she hides in the same way that man hides.So we can't find her. "

Wan Guchuan was thinking about Lin Hong's words, and continued, "Is there really a place in this house where people can hide?"

At this moment, Lin Hong's words were taken up by Wan Guchuan, and he was inexplicably at a loss.

Just now I was in a panic, I didn't have time to think about the conversation, and now there is no danger for the time being, all the emotions came out...

Lin Hong didn't look up at him.

If there is any conflict between the two of them, there is no.All the apologies that should be apologized, and everything else is understandable.

But there is an invisible barrier erected between them, the reason is unclear, like a stick in the throat...

"I think the Chen family is haunted by a ghost, and only the daughter of the Chen family can see it. People don't believe the daughter of the Chen family, so she went crazy, and the entire Chen family was killed by that ghost." Duan Yu looked at the table full of dishes, Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he silently swallowed his saliva. He didn't think about what Lin Hong said seriously at all, but just expressed his own conjecture.

"Guess what? Where did the ghost come from in reality?" Lin Hong was very grateful to Duan Yu for picking up the conversation.

I have to say that the owner of the pawn shop is very kind, and the food he sent to them is very rich and fragrant.

"Dinner!" Lin Hong put the empty food box aside, trying to put his confusion aside.

Duan Yu was so hungry that he took a big mouthful of rice with his chopsticks, and said while chewing, "What should we do now?" As he spoke, he sprayed out a piece of rice, and followed the rice with his eyes. It just landed on the sleeve, picked it up and stuffed it in his mouth.

Lin Hong saw it and looked disgusted, "Haven't you eaten in a few lifetimes?"

Duan Yu rolled his eyes, "'Everything is hard work'!"

"Wait." Wan Guchuan answered Duan Yu's question.

The smoke in the city rises and dissipates, people come and go, laughter rises, smiles fade away, the sun is setting, and the curtain calls at twelve o'clock under the golden sky. It has been repeated thousands of times, but the world does not find it boring.

Chai, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, a little more casual, is a hundred flavors.

The pavilions are uneven, and the lights are floating in the slowly coming night.

The three of them were like aimless wandering souls in the house.

In the afternoon, the owner of the pawn shop came again to deliver food to them.Lin Hong mentioned the matter of the servants of the Chen family.The boss said that the Chen family did not have many servants.

"It's so strange." Lin Hong also went to the study to look at the Chen family's chronology book. There were indeed only 22 servants recorded on it, but he carefully counted the rooms that did not seem to be inhabited. There are more than forty people, it's strange...

"Perhaps the servants were added later, and it was too late to record them in the chronology book." Lin Hong guessed.

"I don't know." Duan Yu was wearing a jacket, kneeling on the bed, playing with his pillow, "Maybe someone tore a few pages from the chronology book."

Lin Hong was startled, "It's possible." He began to look carefully at the factbook on the table for signs of tearing.

Wan Guchuan sat on the recliner and wiped his Drunken Ancient Sword. He didn't answer their words, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ah!" Duan Yu sneezed loudly, "It's a bit cold." He rubbed his nose and looked towards the wide open window.

"Hell, let's close the window, it's so cold." He got out of bed and ran to close the window barefoot.

Lin Hong held the chronology book in one hand, and looked at him when he heard the sound of bare feet stepping on the ground, "Hey! Put on your shoes! Beware of catching a cold!"

Duan Yu ignored him, and suddenly let out a "huh" while standing by the window.

"What's wrong?" Lin Hong put the chronology book on the table.

Wan Guchuan also stopped what he was doing and looked at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu stood in front of the window, holding on to the window frame, staring out the window.

Lin Hong got up and walked to him, glanced at the night outside the window, there was nothing strange, "What's wrong?"

"Look there." Duan Yu pointed to a place.

Lin Hong followed his fingers and looked over. Behind the house was a kitchen leaning against the wall, and the stove inside could be vaguely seen. Other than that, it stood empty and silent in the night...

"Is there anything special?" Lin Hong didn't see anything.

Duan Yu swallowed, "Was there... before?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Hong was terrified by his question.

"Not before." Wan Guchuan stood behind them at some point.

Lin Hong wanted to cry but had no tears, "A room appeared out of nowhere??"

"After the big house, you can't rely on the walls to build a stove room. This is called... a hanging corpse room. There will be hanged people in the house..." Duan Yu's eyes were filled with tears, and his back was numb. "Who built it? Yesterday None..."

Wan Guchuan possessed himself from among them, leaning on the window sill with one hand and looking out, "I'll go out and have a look."

"Don't!" Lin Hong stopped it almost without thinking.

"I also think it's better not to go out..." Duan Yu just wanted to stay away from the window...

"Don't worry." Wan Guchuan inserted the Zuigu sword into the leather buckle on his back waist.Now he really wanted to find out who, or what, was playing tricks.

From the rat riot to the movement of the rockery, to this stove that appeared out of thin air, who is it...

I can't persuade you.Lin Hong was so angry that he wanted to go with Wan Guchuan, but when he was stopped, Duan Yu quickly pulled him back.

The night is deep and light, and the shadows of the trees are standing behind the house, like countless black shadows with evil intentions, hiding in the night with their prying eyes open, the pavilions are strewn in the darkness and suffocated to death, the courtyard is empty and dead, where disguise and crime just fit... …

Lin Hong stood by the window, holding the window frame tightly, watching that tall figure approaching the stove without sound.

In the darkness, Wan Guchuan pressed his sword and approached the kitchen with light steps.

The stove is not too big, and it is a bit abrupt in this luxurious mansion, which makes people feel that it is more reasonable to appear in ordinary people's homes.

As we approached the stove, we could faintly hear the sound of boiling water.Looking in through the half-closed door, in the dark kitchen room, a faint fire light gradually lit up under the stove, and the pot lid on the stove rose and fell under the water vapor, making a "frame" sound.

Wan Guchuan drew out his sword.

Lin Hong and Duan Yu couldn't see what was going on in the stove, but they could see the faint steam rising from the chimney.

"Smoke rises from the back of the main house, and the coffin comes out from the front door." Duan Yu swallowed.

Lin Hong wanted to call Wan Guchuan back.

Holding the sword, Wan Guchuan pushed open the door of the kitchen!

The creaking sound was especially loud in the silence.

nobody.

Looking around the stove, there is almost nothing in it, it is extremely simple, there is only one stove.

The whole kitchen looks like a makeshift building—who built it?And how did it escape their eyes and ears?What is the relationship with the previous Chen family?

Wan Guchuan reached out and lifted the lid of the pot that was shaking up and down.

I don't know what kind of meat is cooking inside, and a stench hits my face.

Wan Guchuan was choked, and then covered it back.

He walked around the kitchen again, the space was not big, and he found nothing. He stepped out the door, his eyes swept around, and there were no shadows in the huge house, but there were no shadows.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Hong in front of the window from a distance.

In the night, the candlelight in that window was extraordinarily bright.

"What kind of meat is that?" Duan Yu had goosebumps all over his body, "It can't be human flesh..."

"I built a simple stove and cooked a pot of meat..." Lin Hong couldn't figure it out, "It's so strange."

Wan Guchuan put the sword beside his pillow, "Rest first, and go take a look after dawn."

"How can I rest, I can't fall asleep anyway..." Duan Yu said miserably.

Duan Yu snored one after another.

Disturbed by this incident, Lin Hong fell into a drowsy sleep, and in a trance, there was a hazy laughter.

——The light laughter of a group of young girls.

It's like the stream in early spring carrying unmelted broken ice ding-dong, like the mountain wind blowing through the pine waves in the depths of Cuishan, like the pale pink rose swaying in the breeze in April.

It is conceivable that a group of young girls, with light clothes fluttering and graceful figures, walk through the wind and rain corridor with lanterns.Yingying in the night looks like a group of exiled immortals.

Lin Hong opened his eyes in a daze, and reflexively looked at Wan Guchuan's bed. There was no one on it. He stood half up and watched the halo pass by the window.

Who passed by in the dream...

Lin Hong stood up top-heavy and walked to the window. The night was full of light and shadow, and laughter was still ringing outside the window. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the window where the light and shadow were constantly flowing.

squeak-

A piece of blood red suddenly crashed into his eyes!

Dozens of pairs of feet wearing embroidered shoes swayed slowly in front of him...

Lin Hong was stunned, his eyes slowly moved up, the long skirt, the slender waist... the neck hung with hemp rope... Then, he met dozens of pairs of eyes.

Twelve girls were hung high by the hemp rope around their necks, their faces were ashen, their eyes were wide open, and they were staring down at him.

Damn it!

Lin Hong suddenly took a step back.

In the strong wind, the window slammed shut with a bang.

The girl's silver-bell-like laughter sounded again, and the lights flickered on the window again, as if everything that was blood-red just now was an illusion.

"What's wrong?" A deep voice sounded in the night.

Lin Hong was still a little terrified, and turned around to look.

Wan Guchuan sat on the bed and looked at him.

Lin Hong breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I'm still alive..."

The light outside the window dissipated like smoke with the laughter...

"What? Twelve people were hanged??" Duan Yu's eyes widened.

It was almost dawn, and the candles flickered in the room, making it a little dim.The three of them didn't sleep anymore, which is why they really couldn't sleep at all.

Lin Hong told them what he had just seen.

"Yes." Lin Hong was sure, "It should be the twelve maids that the pawnshop owner mentioned earlier, the imperial court official Yu Shitai gave Chen Bingchun...but why..."

"After the big house builds a stove by the wall, there will be hanged people in the house..." Duan Yu wants to cry, "The rockery moved in the southwest corner before made Mrs. Chen sick and died, and now it is the stove..."

Duan Yu said, "The feng shui of this house was very good at the beginning, but because of some changes, it became extremely unlucky, and the fate of the people in the house has also matched a little bit..." Duan Yu didn't want to follow the family to learn feng shui to catch ghosts, In fact, it was because he didn't believe that Feng Shui had such an effect...

"So, Feng Shui killed people?" Lin Hong was a little surprised.

Wan Guchuan said: "Go and visit that Feng Shui master."