I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 81 Night Visit ([-])

The key turned, and after a soft sound, the door was opened.

It has only been ten days since Wu Litian left. The door still looks like it did when the owner was there. The room is not big and has many things, but it is clean and tidy. It is difficult to imagine that the owner of the room is no longer here.

"At the beginning of last year, her husband passed away, and she has been living alone since then." After walking around and finding nothing, Fan Yu sat down on the sofa and introduced the life of the owner, "She has a pair of children, both living here. She works out of town. She seems very filial. After her husband passed away, her son took her back to live with her. For some unknown reason, he came back after living there for two months..."

"As you get older, it's inevitable that you won't adapt." He Si thought it was normal.

"Yes, just like Uncle Qin. I have advised him several times not to live in the mountains. Be careful about getting rheumatism when you get older."

Fan Yu didn't become serious again as he spoke. Qin Jian was too lazy to argue with him. He walked around every room, returned to the living room, and began to ask questions carefully.

"Is there anything else?"

"No, she has been living alone since then. Her son and daughter's work is not far away. I come back to spend time with her when I have time on weekends. She should have a very leisurely life."

"Physically?"

"I checked the hospital records and found that I'm fine."

"No heart disease was found?" Qin Jianruo pointed out.

"No, I do have one thing to look forward to," Fan Yu said and paused. "My former comrade also learned that her daughter is pregnant. The old lady will be able to have grandchildren next year, and according to her daughter, the two of them will It has been agreed in advance that Wu Litian is going to help take care of her grandson."

"That sounds like there is no reason to commit suicide at all," He Si frowned, "Are you sure you fell?"

Fan Yu pointed to a surveillance camera on the TV cabinet in the living room and said: "Wu Litian's daughter is worried that she is alone at home. After her father passed away, she installed a surveillance camera at home, so she can see that she was the only one at home when something happened. As for whether it was her." Falling... there’s no one else at home anyway.”

Of course, Fan Yu couldn't keep his words. If he really fell, why would they come to the house where someone had just died late at night.

Lao Chaofeng also spoke at this moment: "I'm not sick, and I don't have any heartache. This is strange."

"What did Uncle Qin find?"

"Have you seen the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in her study?" Qin Jian asked without answering.

"It's normal for older people to suddenly like to write and draw, whether it's arty or calm, or even just to kill time."

"Did you see what she copied?"

Fan Yu frowned and recalled, then answered uncertainly: "It seems they are all scriptures?"

"Yes, but not entirely," Qin Jian pointed in the direction of the study room, "The Eighty-eight Buddhas' Great Confessions," "Zhancha Confessions," "Samadhi Water Confessions," "Great Compassion Confessions," and "Three Thousand Buddhas' Names of Precious Confessions." , the scriptures she copied seemed to be related to confession.”

Fan Yu got up and walked towards the place he had just checked, but Qin Jian was still saying: "Since she is dedicated to worshiping Buddha, she should know that if she has no illness or disaster in this life, she is not a person with deep evil karma, but she is still obsessed with it. Repent, and only talk about repent, why?”

"Unless her bad karma was created in this life."

He Si caught the unfinished meaning of Lao Chaofeng and saw the person opposite nodded: "She has a heart problem."

"It's impossible," Fan Yu walked out of the study room shaking his head, still with a look of doubt on his face, "She is a housewife who has children and has worked hard all her life. She is diligent, simple and conscientious. How come she suddenly got involved with bad karma."

"Then we need Director Fan to investigate carefully."

Fan Yu sighed and responded quickly: "Okay, okay, Xiao He hasn't come to feel it yet. It seems that we can't find any useful clues here. How about we go to Wang Shengbang's house to have a look. Today happens to be the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. If the anger is strong enough, Ms. He's Charles Bonner Syndrome may be more easily aroused."

He Si couldn't help, she was disappointed and didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she followed Lao Chaofeng and walked out. "Uncle Qin, why are you still taking the stairs instead of the mirror corridor?"

Fan Yu looked confused from behind, but heard Qin Jian's cold voice: "Exercise."

"Hey, how stingy."

Fan Yu muttered and walked down. He Si had already reached Lao Chaofeng's side in two steps: "Besides the scriptures, did you find anything else?"

"I can't tell," Lao Chaofeng said in an uncertain tone, "Let's go another way."

Just as Lao Chaofeng said, they came through the east gate of the community. Now when they went out, Lao Chaofeng took them around the building and left from the direction of the west gate.

He Si couldn't figure out what Lao Chaofeng was thinking, so she followed his footsteps absentmindedly. When she walked around to the south of the building, He Si suddenly discovered that these houses were different from the current high-rise residences. There was an independent room on the first floor of the building. Small courtyard - she suddenly remembered that dream, the courtyard in the dream, the stainless steel clothes drying pole in the courtyard, the shout of "selling sweet liquor" outside the courtyard, and the figure watching her above the courtyard.

He Si slowly raised her head.

Dots of light came through the curtains from the few remaining houses in the building, but the house they just visited was still dark, or rather, the balcony was dark, but He Si could no longer move. .

She heard a gloomy voice from above - "I'm sorry, are you looking for me?"

She instinctively grabbed Lao Chaofeng's clothes.

"What did you see?" Fan Yu also realized the changes in He Si. This time, it was no longer a question.

Before He Si had time to answer, a black shadow had already poked its head out from the balcony.

"do not want!"

Her voice was collected in her dry throat, and before it came out, it was drowned by a loud noise.

He Si heard her own voice ringing softly: "Someone has jumped down."

"where is it?"

He Si didn't know how to answer - inside the courtyard and outside the courtyard, or in other words, the person who jumped down was cut into two sections by the courtyard wall filled with glass shards, one section was in the courtyard and the other section was outside the courtyard.

The moonlight was barren, and He Si couldn't see the details clearly, but she could still see the twitching and kicking limbs.She felt that her whole body was limp, and she could only force herself to raise her hand and point the direction in which the black shadow fell to the ground to the other two people.

But just when he pointed it out with his finger, another figure, or half a figure, suddenly appeared on the wall of the courtyard.

The body that had fallen into the courtyard before climbed up the courtyard wall little by little. Her head and hands turned wildly, as if she wanted to climb over this obstacle and meet her lower limbs. Even though He Si had already seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, she could Seeing such a scene, I still couldn't help but feel sick.

When she looked up again, her body had been assembled and she was stumbling towards them in a strange posture. He Si's whole body was cold and she even lost the power to breathe.

"Don't be afraid."

The hand was held, and warmth spread from the palm to the limbs. Lao Chaofeng protected He Si behind him, while Fan Yu stood behind He Si. During this protection, He Si gradually regained her breathing rhythm.

"That person...that corpse..." He Si thought for a moment and said, "That thing is coming."

"What is it?" Fan Yu couldn't see it, but the blade that Jing Ke used to stab King Qin was already in his hand.

The figure was getting closer and closer, swaying and gaiting strangely. With every step he took, the sound of tapping footsteps seemed to explode in He Si's mind.She wanted to explain clearly, but her teeth couldn't stop chattering because she finally saw clearly what was coming - it was a monster with its upper and lower bodies twisted. After the upper body climbed over the courtyard wall to find the lower half, they seemed to have made a mistake. The direction of splicing.Now that thing was facing He Si and the others, its hands were waving wildly in an attempt to maintain balance, but its toes were pointing in the opposite direction, and it was actually walking backwards towards them step by step.

(End of this chapter)