Reborn as a fake daughter, Master Jiu’s doting on his wife amazes the whole city

He's a little old man.

He walked slowly and walked in front of them step by step, nodding slightly: "Is this Miss Lan?"

Xiang Xuan nodded: "It's me, and this is my friend Kamo."

"Hello, Mr. Kamo." The little old man greeted politely.

"Hello."

"Then let's invite them in." The little old man led them into the village. There were not many villagers around, they were in twos and threes, and even the clothes they wore were more ethnic-style.

Their eyes were very friendly, and they were full of curiosity about Xiang Xuan and Teacher Kamo.

After all, their place is too remote, and very few new people can come in.

The little old man led them to an ancient house called Qingming Building. As soon as they entered the house, they saw an open-air courtyard with three large water tanks in the middle.

If it's summer, you should be able to see lotus flowers blooming on it.

Now, the surface of the water tank is covered with a layer of ice.

Around the courtyard is the hall.

On the wall of the main hall hangs a lifelike picture of a man wearing official uniform of the late Qing Dynasty.

Sitting at the main seat was an elderly lady, dressed plainly and elegantly. The piece of Buddha jade around her neck was particularly eye-catching.

The little old man bowed to the old lady and reported: "Old lady, Miss Lan is here."

The old lady was reciting Buddhist scriptures and turning the beads in her hand constantly.

When the little old man finished speaking, her hands stopped moving and she stopped mumbling. Slowly opening her eyes, the old lady glanced at Xiang Xuan, "Are you Lan Xi?"

"It's me." Xiang Xuan nodded.

The old lady raised her hand, and the little old man understood and stepped forward to support her.

She walked slowly in front of Xiang Xuan, raised her right hand holding the beads, and wanted to touch Xiang Xuan's face. She said, "You look familiar, Miss Lan." There was obvious hesitation and surprise in her tone. .

Xiang Xuan frowned slightly, "It's more of a public face."

"No, your eyes are very special." The old lady turned around and said slowly, "They look very much like an old friend of mine who has been dead for decades."

Xiang Xuan was calm and did not respond.

The old lady sat down again, "You have come all the way here, haven't you eaten yet?"

"No." Xiang Xuan replied.

"Then let's eat first. If you're tired of working, how can you have the energy to talk if you're not full?" The old lady waved her hand, "Go and order the kitchen to cook."

"Yes." The little old man retreated.

The old lady told them to sit down, and Xiang Xuan and Teacher Kamo took their seats one after another. The old lady did not talk about musical instruments, but instead talked about her past, saying that Songmen Village was all of the Ouyang family. During the turmoil, the Ouyang family came to this place to take root, to avoid those sufferings and live here. It's almost a century old.

If it hadn't been for the younger generations who came out of here, perhaps the outside world would still not know where Songmen Village is.

The old lady also said that many media reporters have visited here, wanting to promote Songmen Village and turning it into a tourist attraction. But they were all sent away by the old lady, which kept this place in peace.

The old lady spoke very slowly, Xiang Xuan listened, and Teacher Kamo would respond with a few words from time to time.

Until you can have a meal.

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Huo Yanzhou listened to Chen Jin and the others with a cold face while looking at his phone. It had been nearly thirty hours since Xiang Xuan had not even replied to a message.

Chen Jin felt that Master Ninth was listening feebly, winked at the people next to him, and gradually stopped talking.

He stepped forward and asked: "Ninth Young Master, why don't you take a rest today."

Huo Yanzhou put down his cell phone and raised his eyebrows, a gloomy look on his face, "Everyone go out, you stay."

Chen Jin nodded, and after everyone else had gone out, he took the initiative to speak: "Young Master Ninth, the traces of the young mistress have been found."

"Ah."

"The young lady went to a place called Songmen Village. That village was only known five or six years ago, and it contains the Ouyang lineage. Especially Ouyang's old head, Mrs. Ouyang, her ancestors collected ancient musical instruments. The young lady and Teacher Kamo went there, probably to look for ancient musical instruments with the old Mrs. Ouyang."

Huo Yanzhou asked: "Is it far from here?"

"If everything goes well, the drive will take eight or nine hours." Chen Jin's face gradually became serious, "But Ninth Master, I also found that Songmen Village was not very peaceful during this period."

Hearing this, Huo Yanzhou raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"Some time ago, dead people appeared in Songmen Village, and the dead were young people who were called back to the village to celebrate the New Year near the end of the year. But this matter has always been concealed. It was a junior from the Ouyang family who secretly came out. The village went to call the police. When the police came to the village to investigate, they were told that he died of illness. So we still don’t know what caused it.”

After hearing this, Huo Yanzhou's expression suddenly changed, and an uneasy mood enveloped his whole person.

"Prepare the car and go to Songmen Village."

Huo Yanzhou got up and was about to go out, but Yuan Yuan called at this time.

He refused impatiently.

However, Yuan Yuan fought back without mercy.

After walking into the elevator, Huo Yanzhou answered the call. Yuan Yuan's crying soon came on the phone.

"Yan Zhou, I just received a call from a stranger. He said that he said that my brother is not dead." Yuan Yuan spoke urgently, "He also said that if he wants me to see my brother, he wants me to go to Nanshan now. Can you let me go over and have a look?"

Huo Yanzhou's dark eyes suddenly sank, "Send me your number."

"I think what he said is credible because he described a lot of my brother's characteristics."

"I will investigate whether it is true or not and send me the number." Huo Yanzhou ordered.

"I'll send it to you, but can you let me go out and take a look?"

"Stay in there."

Huo Yanzhou hung up the phone and waited for Yuan Yuan to send a message. At the same time, he ordered Chen Jin to investigate Yuan Yuan's mobile phone call records.

When he got in the car, he had already sent the phone number from Yuan Yuan to Duan Fei.

Duan Fei's call came quickly: "Brother Ninth, this is not a computer-generated number, and it belongs to the Imperial Capital. The last place it appeared is Nanshan."

Huo Yanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

Duan Fei asked: "Brother Ninth, what's going on with this number?"

Huo Yanzhou ordered: "Go to Nanshan now and see. The owner of this number says that Yuan Ao is not dead."

"How is that possible!" Duan Fei immediately denied it.

"Go and see."

"it is good."

Huo Yanzhou had no intention of going to Yuan Yuan, he still wanted to go to Songmen Village first.

However, on the way, the housekeeper from the small foreign building called and said that Yuan Yuan drove out secretly.

At the same time, Chen Jin investigated and found that Yuan Yuan and the owner of this phone had been in contact in the past three days.

Finally, he told the driver: "Go to Nanshan first." Then he informed An Tai and the others to set off for Songmen Village first, but they couldn't alert the enemy until he got there.

On the way to Nanshan, Yuan Yuan called again.

"Yan Zhou, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act without permission. If my brother is really not dead, then I won't be alone. You can definitely understand my feelings, right?"

Huo Yanzhou raised his eyebrows: "Then you have to understand that if there is any problem with your body, I have no obligation to save you again."