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In the first year of the reform of the Red Calendar, a shocking murder occurred in the new rural production team of Hongqi Village, Quchaihezi Township, Spring City.

Team leader Yong Hansheng's family of thirteen members were brutally murdered, except for Yong Hansheng who went out to visit, his adoptive father Song Yan, and grandson Yong Bowen, the whole family was wiped out.

The tragedy shook Chuncheng. Since it became the top of the Red Dynasty and vigorously wiped out the black and yellow bandits, despite the turmoil in the cultural years, this kind of major family extermination case against civilian families is still the first in 30 years. The Public Security Department formed a special case team and mobilized elite forces to investigate with all their strength, but after more than a year of investigation, there was still no clue. The most important thing is that the tormentor of the case, Yong Hansheng, has never appeared except for reporting the case after the murder. The general situation has brought great difficulties to the detection of the case.This tragedy, which still haunts the police in Chuncheng, has become an unsolved case. Time has passed, except for the dusty files that are still in the unclosed files, recording the tragedies that happened, there is not much left. People still remember this bloody case that stirred up the entire Northeast.

Of course, there are always some people who remember this event.

For example, the villagers in Xinxiang Village.

Most of the original villagers’ hometowns were in Guanli. In the ninth year of Wenhua, most of them felt homesick and left the Northeast to return to their hometowns. Today, most of the villagers in Tunli moved here around the [-]th year of Wenhua and the first year of reform.Many old people still have fresh memories of the bloody smell that filled the whole village in the early morning of the massacre, and the old house of the Yong family was covered with a layer of horror. No matter how dilapidated the house is, they are unwilling to live in it.Not only that, the neighbors on the left and right of this old house standing in the village have already moved away, and the nearest house to the old house is also a hundred meters away, separated by a corn field. Pass by.

Since a long time ago, this place has been a good place for children in the village to gamble and test their courage. Anyone who dares to go in through the dog hole for a circle will be recognized by all the children. Everyone recognized as a hero, but so far no hero has been born.According to the children who have been inside, faint screams and cries can always be heard inside, as if the ghost who died tragically 20 years ago is still lingering in the room.As a result, there are more and more horror legends about this old house of the Yong family, such as the blood-covered female ghost at the door, and the headless ghost crawling all over the ground looking for its own head, and so on. , Those who spread the word all swore that they saw it with their own eyes.

Of course, we can all know that this is bullshit.

Because Yong Hansheng is the head of Taiping Dao and a master of Taoist magic, it is impossible to let the ghosts of his relatives stay in the world. The first thing he did after the tragedy was not to call the police, but to send the souls of relatives to the world. reincarnation.It is an unwritten rule that the battles and enmities in the magic world are not as serious as the souls after death. Although the big leagues are ruthless, they have the bearing of a big gang. Although there are 300 ways to make these souls dissipate, but Also disdain to do so.Similarly, Yong Hansheng killed more than [-] mages when he went to the headquarters of the major league, but also did not use spells that harm the soul.

Therefore, the haunted old house is simply a joke.Even if all the old houses that have been murdered in the world are haunted by ghosts, this old house of the Yong family is unlikely to be haunted. Don't look at this place for many years, but after all, it used to be the main altar of Taiping Dao. Dare not go in and rest.

It is the harvest season of the small autumn in early September, and there is nothing in the field. Whenever the village is active, men, women, old and young will go up the mountain with big baskets and small bags to pick wild vegetables, walnuts and pine cones. Most of the recovered mountain goods are sold. In order to subsidize the family, I keep a small part of it for myself and give it to relatives in the city to try out early adopters. There are also those whose family is not bad, and give away all the money they collect. Although it is not a rare thing, it is also a kind of affection. Have a good time, everyone.

So at this time, the village is always empty, and there are few people.

Yong Bowen drove in from the north of the village and ran along the main road of the village to the old house of Yong's family in the west. Except for two or three cats and dogs, no one looked at them.But he didn't go back to his hometown to visit his relatives. Although this old village without any relatives is a bit friendly, it's just that. After all, there are probably no one who recognizes him anymore, so what else can he think?

The gate of the old house was not locked, it was sealed with spells. Yong Bowen lifted the spell, pushed open the gate, stared at the weed-filled yard for a while, turned back to get on the car, drove the car into the yard, and then came back to close the gate , took a deep breath, walked through the courtyard step by step, and walked into the living room of the main room in the middle.

Although I have some mood, but not much sadness, the days of living in this old house are short, and I don’t remember things at a young age, my impression of this place is only the gloomy and cold of every new year’s snowy night, and the sad old man And the three sticks of incense that burn until dawn.

The living room is still paved with old-fashioned red bricks, but now it is all cemented.

According to Ai Liyun's text message, Yong Bowen found the third floor tile from the left, opened it, and saw a wooden box in the small hole under the brick. Although it was old and dusty, it was vaguely You can still see the original delicacy, there is a chocolate pattern on the box, and a slogan, "The fragrance of love is far away, between the sweethearts of love", in addition, there is a handwritten broken English sentence, " ", signed "Wen", but it is Yongda Tianshi's own handwriting.

Yong Bowen has an impression of this box. It turned out to be a gift he gave to Ai Liyun on Valentine's Day when he confessed his love for her. Shouting loudly: "Sister Xiaoyun, I love you!" All the male compatriots who also came to pick up girls around enthusiastically applauded and watched, cheering him up loudly.In the end, after waiting for a long time, a person ran down from upstairs, it was Ai Liyun's third bedmate, and he snatched his chocolates and roses with a smile and ran away without saying a word, leaving Yong Bowen there to wait anxiously. It took several minutes before the nasty woman poked her head out of the window and said loudly, "Lao Si is not here, let's eat the chocolate for her!"

What a Valentine's Day one will never forget.

Yong Bowen blew on the floating ash on the box and gently opened the box.

Sure enough, there was an envelope in the box, but it was too tattered, a box of paper scraps.A closer look revealed that there was a big hole at the bottom of the box, and the gnawing marks of mice could still be seen on the edge.I think a passing mouse found such a box by accident, and thought it was a good thing for grinding teeth, so I took it for a few bites, biting through the box and still feeling unsatisfactory, so I bit the piece of paper inside by the way. fall.

Yong Bowen carefully took out a small part that was still in good condition and unfolded it. Hey, it was just a paper fishing net, and he could still see a dozen words, "Xiaowen... when... look... I... ...go back to the bird's nest...the dragon and the tiger...swear...don't...promise...don't...I...don't know..." I just looked at Master Yong in a daze, feeling uncomfortable in my heart. After reading it again, I finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "Sister Xiaoyun, you idiot! Why don't you know how to cast a protective spell when leaving a letter..."