ghost market

Spnstyle new notice, today and tomorrow due to accidents, I have no time to surf the Internet for a whole day, and it will be completely fixed the day after tomorrow. I will restore the update first, and move the server to ensure that the data on both sides is synchronized. 2013930

spn "Mr. Mu! Hello!" The man standing at the door greeted me with a deep voice.He tried his best to twitch the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that should be regarded as a smile, and stretched out his hand: "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon!"

I shook hands with him, frowned slightly and asked, "Hello! Um... what can I do for you? Is it because of the old house last time?" souu. org

"Let's go in and talk if it's convenient!" The man's way of speaking was as simple and direct as ever.

I nodded and invited him into the room, and greeted Xiaoqian to make a pot of tea.This mysterious man, who has never told me his name, sat down on the sofa and kept silent without saying a word. His upright sitting posture revealed a hint of coldness like a "steel gun".It wasn't until Xiaoqian put the tea tray on the coffee table, and went down to the second floor at my signal, that he took out a document bag and came to me from the coffee table.

"Mr. Mu, I'm sorry to disturb you again. The matter of the old house has been investigated in other directions, and you don't need your cooperation. I'm here because of other things. Please take a look inside," he said. Pointing to the file bag in front of me. [

I glanced at him suspiciously, opened the file bag and took out the contents.Unexpectedly, after just looking at it, my heart started beating wildly involuntarily, and even the hands holding these things trembled slightly!

photo! !

A few pictures that I am very familiar with! !

I've been flipping through these photos several times a day since we got back from Seven Villages.Therefore, I don't need to take out the package left by my godfather for comparison, I know that the photos in my hand are exactly the same as those photos left by my godfather! !

I picked up the teacup and took a few sips slowly, secretly trying to suppress my shock.Wei Wei was silent for a while, then I put down my teacup and asked, "Excuse me... this is?"

The mysterious man sitting across from me didn't answer my question.He leaned forward, staring straight at me, and asked, "Do you recognize the person in the photo?"

"Yes, he is my adoptive father." I touched my nose and considered the words, "I lived with him for a while, may I ask why you have these photos? Did something happen to him? "

"Sorry! Your question has already involved confidentiality, I can tell you!" The man rejected my question indifferently.He lightly tapped on the table and thought for a while, then asked, "Do you know where he is now?"

I shook my head, "I don't know, he's missing! I'm also looking for him, and I've filed a case with the police."

The man frowned after hearing my answer, and stared at me silently, as if intending to judge whether I was telling the truth by my expression.After a while, he worked his facial muscles again, pulled out a smile that he seemed very bad at, and said, "So sorry to bother you! I'll take my leave first!"

After saying that, he immediately stood up from the sofa, then put the photos on the coffee table back into the file bag, nodded at me, and walked towards the door, his behavior was as vigorous as the last time we met.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stood up and stopped him, and said anxiously: "Stop! Can you tell me what happened to my adoptive father? Although I don't know which unit you are in, I want to call you 'relevant department' There should be no problem!! My adoptive father is just an ordinary old fisherman, so it stands to reason that nothing will disturb you, right?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the word 'relevant department', and then, like an 'answering machine' with a programmed program, he replied: "Mr. Mu! I'm sorry! Your question has already involved confidentiality. , I can tell you!"

I stared into his eyes in silence, the worry about my godfather in my heart made me a little bit unable to control my emotions.A trace of violent aura slowly emanated from my body, and the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees because of it.

Seeing this, the mysterious man frowned, and immediately raised his already tall figure.There was an aura like a "javelin" all over his body, and he confronted me silently without giving in.

The nearly stagnant air seemed to slow down the pace of time a lot. It was only a few minutes of confrontation, but it seemed to us that a long time had passed by each other.I looked at the upright man in front of me, and I couldn't help but sigh with his "firm" eyes, and then I turned sideways to make way for the gate.

The mysterious man nodded slightly, then strode across my side with firm steps, and walked straight to the door.When he opened the door, he had already stepped over the threshold, but he suddenly stood still, facing the door and said softly: "Mr. Mu, I just came here today to ask you about the situation. The situation is uncertain for the time being. So, you don’t have to only think about the bad. That’s all for now, goodbye!”

The mysterious man walked out of the house and closed the door, locking the last words in the house.I stared at the closed door, touched my nose and thought to myself: This man from a certain "special department" has always been very "mechanical", whether it is behavior or speech, it is basically like a design. The established "program" is equally as emotionless.However, the last paragraph he left was slightly different from usual, it seemed that there was a touch of personal emotion mixed in!

Does he know godfather? !impossible!Although godfather was a soldier, he has been out of the army for decades, and he has never left the "Seven Villages". How could he get involved with this "mysterious department"? !But... It would be a bit arbitrary to say that it has nothing to do with it, after all, they have already come to the door with the photo!Can the disappearance of an ordinary old fisherman trigger the special agencies of the state?This kind of thing is obviously not something that can be prevaricated by saying "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway"...[

Godfather!Xing Zhong!My savior!

who are you? ! !

Where are you now? ! !

I silently lit a cigarette and stood in front of me, my eyes fixed on the somewhat dark sky through the lingering smoke.

There are more and more things happening around me, and they are becoming more and more complicated.The tangled puzzles in my heart made me feel tight in my chest, and I wanted to "fully open" my chest to dry for two or three days, so that I could breathe freely!

Unfortunately, this idea is only a fantasy.There is really no way in this world that can completely open the chest and let it hang out for a few days without dying!Really think that the plot in the nightmare I often have can appear?

I laughed at myself, walked back to the table and put out my cigarette.

Destiny seems to like playing tricks on me very much.The thoughts in my mind have not been completely eliminated, Xiaoqian who just came down from the second floor just turned my self-mockery into shock with one sentence!

"Big wood, you... look at this," Xiaoqian's face turned pale, and she handed over a small round box with slightly trembling hands.

This is... inkpad!What's so good about a box of dried inkpads?

I looked up at Xiaoqian suspiciously.She bit her lip, stretched out her finger and touched a mark on the edge of the ink pad.This trace is in the shape of a semi-arc, a bit like a crescent moon.Several short linear imprints are neatly arranged along the arc at fixed intervals, like a curved comb.Take a closer look, it seems that there are still some purple clothes fibers attached to the dark red ink pad that has completely dried up.

Could this be...the ink pad that Xiaoqian got on his sleeve in the ancient city? ! ! !

I suddenly raised my head to look at Xiaoqian, my heart was so shocked that I lost control of how hard I raised my head, and a tingling pain suddenly came to my mind from the cervical spine.

Her face was very pale, it seemed to be a little whiter than the unmelted snow outside.Beads of sweat on his forehead were slowly sliding down that pale pretty face at this moment, and intertwined with those blood-colored soft lips to give a cruel but cruel answer!

Time and space... intertwined! ! !

The "fantasy" in the ancient city is...really! ! !

Nervously, I took the ink pad to my eyes again and looked at it carefully, hoping to find something to answer this unbelievable answer.However, it backfired.The more you look at it carefully, the more real the answer becomes.In the ancient city, the red marks on Xiaoqian's sleeves have already proved that this incredible situation is very likely to be true, but we have been trying to avoid this fact with a "lucky mentality".But now, the combination of the red mark and the imprint at this moment constitutes an "ironclad evidence" without a doubt.

"Time and space are not here and there, everywhere," Xiaoqian said faintly.She went to the sofa and sat down, slowly drank a cup of hot tea to stabilize her emotions, and then said: "This sentence was originally a philosophical proposition, but later it became a common sentence for scientists who study "time and space" Words. People in the scientific and archaeological circles have been studying the issue of "time and space travel". Although they have not been able to come up with any perfect theory, there are indeed many specific facts related to it. For example, the familiar "Bermuda" , There have been many incidents of 'disappearance' and 'reappearance' there. Now it seems that what we encountered in the ancient city should be true! Other things are nothing, just a big wooden..."

Xiaoqian looked at me worriedly, and hid the words behind her soft lips.I didn't make a sound, the mystery in my heart raised a huge wave, which blocked my throat!

it is true! !So... where is the eerie wooden building in my dream?And who does it belong to?Who is Miss Yi?And... am I alive or... dead? ! !

I looked at my chest silently, the scene of being completely disembowelled in my dream made me shudder, and a feeling that couldn't be fully expressed in words surged in my heart. Confused, but afraid...

"Kachacha!" [

A flash of lightning, like a sharp sword, suddenly streaked across the sky, and a pale light flashed in the dark room instantly.The muffled sound of thunder kept making noises everywhere under the rendering of the strong wind, shaking the heart in the chest cavity slowly contracting.

Fenglei, start moving!