I collect cultural relics in the human world

"Why do you say that?"

"The first time he appeared when I was about to leave the dreamland. I thought it was him coming to find me. Now I think about it, it's like we are all going to visit a place, but our front and back legs just happened to meet. The second time, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, I I thought he was waiting for me, but he didn’t hurt me. It seemed like he had just finished killing someone, and I happened to break in at that time.”

Fan Yu nodded: "In this way, he was using the cultural relics, and you were attracted by the cultural relics, and they happened to meet each other."

"There is another possibility, it's not just a coincidence," Qin Jian said with a heavy face, "Rather than saying that all of this happened after you decided to come to Yincheng, it is better to say that all of this was arranged after someone knew that you were coming to Yincheng. "

"Is there anyone?" He Si was startled, and suddenly remembered the surveillance camera in the hotel room and the sponsor of this trip.

"Yes, Miss He, these things have been surrounding you recently. Did you offend someone, or did someone know about your ability?"

Fan Yu spoke carelessly on the surface, but his eyes were fixed on He Si, and the image in He Si's mind became more and more concrete - Deng Chensha.

"He Si, you have a goal in mind." Fan Yu said firmly.

"It's just a guess. If you think about it carefully, the time of his appearance is actually wrong," Qin Jian obviously guessed the target in He Si's heart and comforted him, "Taking matters into consideration, today's harvest is not bad. At least we know the reason why he killed."

"What's the reason?" Fan Yu didn't understand the riddle between the two.

"Revenge," Qin Jian, "These three people caused the death of a woman. He Si, you just mentioned a photo. The photo seemed to be of a couple, right?"

He Si understood, and the details that had been lingering in his memory surfaced: "He is the man in the couple."

"So...it was these three people who killed his lover?"

A few people were having a heated discussion when another sound of body friction came from the door. Even Fan Yu couldn't help showing a look of disgust on his face: "I don't know what it will be like this time. Let's talk about it when we go out."

"Let's go." He Si obviously didn't want to see that object again, but she didn't know how to leave the mirror realm yet, so she could only hold Lao Chaofeng's hand and leave quickly.

Tongji Garden is still the same as it was a moment ago, with dim lights, pale moonlight, and desolate branches and leaves, like a charming beast, dormant quietly.

He Si felt that compared to the hotel where she stayed in the afternoon, this place was like an era abandoned by the rapid pace of development, and even the illusion was more alive than this.We always have to abandon some things in order to move forward lightly and go faster and further. Knowing this, why do we still feel as if we have lost it sometimes when we think of the abandoned past again.

"But Xiaolin has done a very complete background investigation on these three people before. They have never crossed paths, let alone teamed up to kill. Is there anything wrong?"

Just as Fan Yu finished speaking, he suddenly saw a spark burning brightly in the dark corner downstairs of Wu Litian's house.He immediately fell silent, and several people looked at each other. After taking a few steps closer, they found a man smoking with his head down.

There was a little firelight and a wisp of smoke, and they couldn't see their expressions clearly. They were leaning against the wall in the corner in a daze and didn't notice them.

Before Fan Yu had time to speak, he heard another set of footsteps upstairs. The man apparently also heard the footsteps. He threw the cigarette to the ground, involuntarily twirled his toes, turned around and left.

"Xiao Bin?"

The man's back stiffened at the sound, he stopped, turned around and said, "Grandma Hu."

"Hey," the old woman who was called Grandma Hu seemed to regret that she had spoken rashly. She held the garbage in one hand and rubbed it cautiously on her body with the other, and said, "It looks like you. I'll come down and throw out the garbage."

"It's so late, and the lighting in the corridor is not good. From now on, I'd better put it at the door first, and then come down and throw it away in the morning."

"Hey, there are fish, but they are too fishy. If you leave them outside, there will always be wild cats to pick them up."

After a few casual greetings, the distance between the two became closer, and it seemed that they had known each other for a long time.

The old woman threw away the garbage and came to the man's side. Her tone was heavy: "Have you been up there?"

"No," the man shook his head, "I won't go up if I come back and take a look."

"Hey." The old woman sighed, and the atmosphere became lengthy and depressing again.The man took out another cigarette, twirled it on his fingertips, but still didn't light it. He finally made up his mind and left: "Grandma Hu, I'm leaving first."

"Hey, go and do your work."

The man nodded as he spoke, no longer hesitated, and walked quickly into the night.However, the old woman did not go upstairs immediately. Instead, she waited for the man's figure to disappear from sight, and then sighed slightly: "He is a good and filial child. He has done evil."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at the moonlight again, then slowly turned around and walked upstairs.

After the old woman turned around and headed towards the corridor, He Si and his party came out of the darkness where they were hiding.

"It seems to be Wu Litian's son."

After He Si finished speaking, Fan Yu nodded: "Zeng Bin."

As he spoke, he walked towards the place where the old woman disappeared and caught up with her in a few steps.

"Grandma Hu, let me see you off."

"Who are you?" The light in the corridor was broken, and only the pale moonlight shone in through the skylight. The old woman squinted her eyes, unable to recognize the person.

"Friend Binzi, I sent him back."

"Oh, then go and accompany him quickly. I've already figured out the way."

"It's okay, he has something on his mind, let him rest alone." Fan Yu answered tactfully.

"It's okay, both of you are thoughtful people."

"Grandma Hu, I want to ask you something," Fan Yu suddenly lowered his voice, "What's going on with Binzi and his mother?"

Even through the darkness, Fan Yu could see the vigilant light shining in the old woman's eyes.

"I know I asked too many questions, but..." Fan Yu sighed in an honest and embarrassed manner, "We are all brothers. If I weren't worried about something happening to Binzi, I wouldn't be worried. I came back with him in the evening, but look at him, last year he took my mother to live in his house for two months and then sent her back. Today she didn’t go upstairs when she came back, and she didn’t say anything even if she asked him something. His mother was such a He left for some reason, I'm worried something might happen to him."

"Yes." After listening to Fan Yu talk about what happened at Zeng Bin's house last year, the old woman also put aside her grudge. "They are both good people and they have the same heart. They just can't talk about going together. Maybe mother and son are really enemies in the previous life. Every time they meet, There was always a quarrel in the end, it seemed that Xiaobin didn’t agree with her mother eating fast and chanting Buddha’s name.”

"Eating fast and chanting Buddha's name?" Fan Yu thought of the scriptures in that small room. Could it be that Wu Litian copied the scriptures for his son?The ones who really matter are Zeng Bin, Wang Shengbang and Zhang Yang?
Fan Yu was thinking when he heard Grandma Hu say: "I heard that something happened to Wu Litian when she was at her parents' house, so I have always had a knot in my heart. Xiao Bin probably felt sorry for her and wanted her to let go, but he used the wrong method."

"My mother's family? That's it."

"Boy, I'm here."

"Hey, thank you, Grandma Hu."

"I should be thanking you for accompanying me upstairs. Few young people nowadays are as enthusiastic as you. Why, it was you who thanked me instead."

"I just felt depressed, so I went upstairs with you, and I felt a lot more relaxed."

"You should also enlighten me, Xiaobin. People must always look forward."

"know."

Fan Yu nodded hurriedly, watching the old man close the door and reach home safely, then hurried downstairs. When he reappeared, he looked at Qin Jian and He Si with proud expressions.