My monsters are going to heaven

Zhao Hongsheng lay in the curtain, watching the copper bell on the table flickering with faint golden light in the faint candlelight.

Thoughtful.

What Zhou Xiaosheng said before he left rang in his ears.

"Our boat is not quiet at night, everyone, don't walk around casually. Just ring the bell if you have something to do, and someone will come to take care of you."

Can't help laughing out loud.

Not|too|Anson?

Hmph, play tricks.

He, Zhao Laoer, never believed in these things, so he didn't have the slightest fear.

Compared with gods and ghosts, he was more concerned about whether the torrential rain would capsize the boat.

but……

Zhao Hongsheng pricked up his ears and listened for a while, feeling that the rain outside the window was a little weaker, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

With a leisurely mind, the mind will be active.

The corner of the mouth curled up with a hint of scheming: I want to see what good things are hidden on this boat of yours...

In the middle of the night, the door of a wing room on the second floor of Louchuan opened silently, and a figure flashed out.

Taking advantage of the dim light in the corridor, Zhao Hongsheng walked forward according to the road he vaguely memorized in the afternoon.

Go straight for a short distance, then turn right half a circle, there seems to be a staircase leading to the next floor.

The building has five floors.

From the barge, we went directly to the second floor.

Zhou Xiaosheng also led the three of them upstairs to enjoy the wind and rain.

But only the first floor below has not been visited.

In the evening, when Zhao Hongsheng was relieved, he passed the stairs, and saw the stairs winding down, which was dark and bottomless.

"What's below?" He casually asked the boy leading the way.

The boy smiled: "That's not where we can go, and I don't know what's there."

"Your master... won't let you go down?"

The boy nodded, but he didn't care at all.

Zhao Hongsheng didn't ask any more questions, and quickly put the matter behind him due to his inner urgency.

Now the more I think about it, the more strange I feel, and the more I can't hold back my curiosity.

Could it be that the female relatives live underneath...?

Zhao Hongsheng laughed secretly, and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

He was so engrossed in the little lady who made him think about it day and night, he didn't notice at all that another black shadow was following him ten meters away leisurely.

Lu Yiming looked at Zhao Hongsheng's back coldly, also confused: Where is he going?

He was sleepless just now, so he sneaked out to get some air.

As soon as he went out, he saw Zhao Hongsheng, who was diagonally opposite, sneaking along the base of the wall. Feeling a little curious, he followed behind to watch.

As a result, Zhao Hongsheng walked half a circle around a row of rooms, not knowing what he was looking for.

Just as Lu Yiming couldn't help but want to call out to stop him, he accidentally staggered and swayed.

When he raised his head again, Zhao Hongsheng had disappeared.

Huh?

It's really fast.

Lu Yiming muttered, feeling a little resentful, so he yawned and walked back.

Before taking two steps, he saw something passing by in the outer corridor.

Did Zhao Hongsheng go there?

Lu Yiming tiptoed to follow the shadow.

When it was approaching, he stuck to the edge of the window and peeked out secretly.

Always feel that Zhao Hongsheng is doing something shady?

The corridor outside the window is close to the deck, and the rain falls from the eaves.

Although the rain has lightened, it is still erratic.

The Qixing Building not far away was brightly lit, and the bright lights shone from a distance through layers of rain curtains, making the silhouettes of people on the deck faintly visible.

I saw the man on the deck facing the river, leaning on the railing, gently rubbing his neck with his right hand, as if he felt that the back of his neck was extremely tired and let him relax.

Lu Yiming was about to go up to greet him, but realized that the man was about the same size as himself.

Zhao Hongsheng was tall and tall, much taller than himself.

This person is not Zhao Hongsheng.

……who is it?

Lu Yiming stared at his back for a long time but couldn't see who it was.

Probably just one of the many servants in Chunqiu Garden, right?

Lu Yiming suddenly remembered Zhou Xiaosheng's reminder, and thought, it's better to go back to the room first, so as not to be said to be unruly later.

Before he could turn around, there was a strange "cracking" sound in front of him.

It was like the sound of a wooden mechanism being twisted.

……Um?

Lu Yiming was startled, and followed the sound.

It was the sound from the man outside.

The sound of this movable joint is too loud.

Lu Yiming thought lightly, but he didn't care.

The scene that happened immediately made Lu Yiming's eyes almost pop out.

——Accompanied by a strange clicking sound, the man's head slowly rotated, and with a sudden lift of his right hand, the head flew away from his body.

Lu Yiming held down his throat, afraid that he would swallow his saliva and make a sound.

He blinked hard, hoping it was his own eyesight.

The man didn't fall down, but slowly raised his head and hugged it to his chest.

As if, this is a very natural thing.

Stretch from time to time.

Lu Yiming stepped back step by step, and ran back to the wing room at the fastest speed before the headless man noticed.

After closing the door, Lu Yiming panted against the door panel.

It took him a long time to recover.

That's right, he was sure he saw someone who could take his head off.

Or it might not be human.

The candles in the room had burned to the bottom and began to shake crookedly.

Lu Yiming poured himself a few sips of tea, picked up the copper bell on the table, and shook it vigorously.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Yiming held on to the candlestick and opened the door, and a young man in black was standing outside the door respectfully.

This person, he knows, is Zhou Xiaosheng's personal servant, he seems to be called Qingchen, right?

Qingchen smiled slightly: "Mr. Lu, what do you need?"

Lu Yiming pointed to the candlestick in his hand: "Oh, I need a new one."

He felt that he would not be able to sleep tonight, and that he would suffer if the lamp was not lit.

Soon, Qingchen came over with a new red candle, and lit it up and replaced it skillfully.

Lu Yiming watched his movements, wondering how to organize his words to tell him what happened just now?

Tell him, will he believe it?

Maybe he will think of himself as a fool.

"Okay." Qingchen laughed, his smile reflected the candlelight was very submissive, the tip of his hair seemed to be a little damp, and it stuck to the collar.

The moment he turned to leave, Lu Yiming suddenly realized something.

Blunted: "It was you who was outside the corridor just now?"

The smile on Qingchen's face disappeared.

He looked at Lu Yiming expressionlessly, without speaking.

Lu Yiming noticed his hand.

His hands were shaking, as if frightened to the extreme.

"You..." Lu Yiming stretched out his hand and grabbed a lock of hair on the side of his collar. It was indeed wet. He withdrew his hand and wiped it on his clothes, "What kind of monster is it?"

Qingchen lowered her head and said in a whisper, "I'm not."

"Not what?"

"Monster." Qingchen said softly, "I'm not a monster, I just..."

"only?"

Qingchen didn't continue speaking, but just lowered her head, refusing to utter another word.

Lu Yiming stared at him intently, feeling that he had no intention of hurting others, and he didn't look like an evil monster, but was so pitiful that one couldn't bear to ask more questions.

"Forget it, you go out first."

By dawn, the rain had already stopped.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

Lu Yiming and his party were sent off from the barge after they had eaten their time.

When saying goodbye, Lu Yiming, who had two big dark circles under his eyes, noticed that Qingchen was standing behind Zhou Xiaosheng with his hands down.

Although there was still no expression on Qingchen's face, her fingertips were trembling slightly.

Lu Yiming sighed secretly, smiled at Qingchen, and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble last night."

Qingchen seemed flattered, and hurriedly responded: "This, this is, a slave's job."

On the way home, Lu Yiming couldn't help asking Zhao Hongsheng: "Did you... go somewhere last night?"

Zhao Hongsheng looked puzzled: "No, I have been sleeping in the room and never went out."

whispering sound.

That's what I saw.

Lu Yiming didn't point it out either. He always felt that Zhao Hongsheng was a little weird today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hey, never mind.

Seeing that he was just at a fork in the road, he smiled to himself: "Brother Zhao, Yuzhen, just leave here."

floor boat.

Zhou Xiaosheng opened the wooden cabinet, and there was a person lying in it.

His appearance was handsome and vigorous, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't know whether he was dead or asleep.

Zhou Xiaosheng smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked: "Give this Mr. Zhao to Mr. Wu. He will definitely like it."

Zhou Ruoxuan shook his head and sighed: "The black clothes we sent out...can last for a few days? What if the secret is revealed?"

"What are you afraid of, just use him for a few days, and if you can't hold on, just return him to the Zhao family. He asked for it."

The author has something to say: No matter whether there are people or not, I still have to say: New!Year!quick!happy!

I'm very, very sorry, lie flat and whip the corpse! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Unknowingly stopped for four months, ashamed! !Everyone forgot the plot is also my fault TOT

I have always secretly felt that I can update after I finish my work, but I always end up being busy and procrastinating.

It was originally expected to be updated in early February, but I delayed it due to various factors, and I will not set the flag again! ! !

Let's fill in the holes with action.