love you hell

The dinner on the first day at Xia's house was eaten in a small restaurant.

This small restaurant is the same as the restaurant in Zheng Jing's common sense. There is a small dining table with a table of home-cooked dishes. Several people sit down separately—yes, there are only four people in total. Love Zheng Jing.

"Tomorrow is the day for the official sacrifice, and most of the others will come back early tomorrow morning." Xia Lin explained with a smile.

As an outsider who came here for the first time, Zheng Jing could only nod her head to express her understanding.

However, the Xia family's dinner time was surprisingly early. It was clearly the beginning of spring, and it was still dark after dinner.

They didn't know each other very well, so Xia Lin and Xia Nuo's sister and brother said a few words politely, and then parted ways.

Zheng Jing had been dragging Xia Nuo to wander around the Xia family's big courtyard before, because of that sentence like "bring it to my room when you are tired from playing", and was finally found by Xia's servants and brought to the small restaurant.

But now, after the meal was over, Xia Lin said with an expression of ulterior motives, "Don't hang out outside when it's dark", making it difficult for Zheng Jing to go to the yard to let the wind go.

"Officer Zheng, let's go." Xia Qing finally stood up, her tone as normal as "Let's eat".

Zheng Jing looked at Xia Qing's calm expression, and suddenly tapped her head in her heart, not everyone is like you, don't always think in crooked places.

Walking through the wooden walkway and looking at the courtyard with deep vegetation outside the corridor, Zheng Jing felt a little better in the coolness of night, and the strange feeling came back when she walked around the courtyard in the afternoon.

what was that like?It's not like the inspiration or sense of danger when handling a case, but I always feel that there is something around, and there is an indescribable atmosphere, which makes Zheng Jing unconsciously think of the mysterious aura.

A gust of cold wind blew, making Zheng Jing get goosebumps.

She looked up at Xia Qing who was walking in front, and finally couldn't help but speak up: "Xia Qing, your house is so big."

Xia Qing's footsteps paused briefly: "Well, at least several hundred years."

"...It's been so long." Zheng Jing was a little speechless. She thought that in the era full of business opportunities, she made a big pot of gold and built such a unique mountain villa here.It turned out to be an old house with such a long history?

"Officer Zheng can rest assured that this mountain and this house have gone through procedures and have certificates of property rights." Xia Qing's words came over.

"That's not what I meant." Zheng Jing immediately explained her position, she really didn't have the time to think about whether the Xia family took over the mountain as king, "I'm just lamenting these wooden materials, I can't tell they are hundreds of years old. "

Xia Qing turned her head and glanced at the corridor pillar, there was a smiling old ghost at the top of the pillar waving at her, and there was a rag in his hand that was so white no matter how you wiped it, he looked back silently: "There is Some ancestral maintenance methods."

"No wonder." Zheng Jing sighed, feeling as if she missed something, and the topic was accidentally interrupted.

After the corridor, there is another group of buildings. Although there are some modern elements, it can be seen that it is closer to the "old house".Complicated carvings, recognizable or unrecognizable animals and plants and patterns, as well as gossip graphics that can be seen everywhere.

Following Xia Qing's turns and turns, and finally waiting for Xia Qing to stop, Zheng Jing was still habitually drawing the path she had just walked in her mind, and only then did she realize that she entered the door together behind Xia Qing.

The door has been closed behind him, and the obvious bedroom furnishings in front of him, it is obvious that this is the destination of the two of them.

"Sit freely, the computer...should be usable." Xia Qing casually pointed to the desk, and Zheng Jing noticed that she rarely spoke with a little hesitation. It seems that she hasn't tried it yet?

"It's okay, I don't know what to do when I surf the Internet. Is this a book you read before?" Zheng Jing also wanted to relax. When she saw the big bookshelf next to the desk, she simply walked over and wanted to pick one. "I can find one to read." ?"

Before Xia Qing could answer, Zheng Jing had already walked to the bookshelf, and she was stunned by the title of the book she saw at a glance. "Book of Changes" is well, I have heard of it, but those "Ghosts in the World", "Five Elements Xuanshu", "Origin of Taoism"... What the hell are they? !

"That's a hobby." Xia Qing's words came lightly from behind.

Zheng Jing took a deep breath, probably knowing where Xia Qing's nagging words came from, and turned to read other books.

"Brokers", "Securities Analysis", "Value Rediscovery"... What the hell is this? ! !

With a feeling of being unable to hold on, Zheng Jing moved her eyes again, and finally found a book that seemed to be "The Legend of Maoshan" that she could read, a novel about Taoist priests of Maoshan?Finally, there are novels.

Zheng Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and took out the book after Xia Qing agreed.

Xia Qing was pulling out the chair and turning on the computer to debug, to confirm whether the network has changed in the past few years. Seeing Zheng Jing's selected book, she raised her eyes and glanced, her eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Is there any problem with this book?" Zheng Jing was keenly grasping this detail because he came from a traveling background after all.

Xia Qing looked at the computer again, and only said lightly: "It's okay, but it might be a little boring."

...can the novel be more boring than the previous ones?Zheng Jing's words were of course just a slander, she said "it's okay" and sat down with a book to find a place to pass the time.

The room was quiet.

Xia Qing successfully connected to the Internet, and flicked the screen to drive away the ghosts who came here through the network. After they left, she drew a few strokes on the screen with her finger, so that this door that could come through was also blocked. Then I started to browse the information slowly.

As for Zheng Jing, it starts from the first page of Maoshan Biography, the third year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty.

Time passed unconsciously, after a while, Xia Qing glanced at the time, and suddenly stood up again.

Zheng Jing was indulging in the seemingly weird Maoshan Biography, but when she heard Xia Qing getting up, she raised her head in bewilderment: "What's wrong?"

Xia Qing pursed her lips and smiled: "Go out for a while if you have something to do, you can continue. If it is cold, the remote control of the air conditioner is at the bedside, or go to take a shower and go to the bed to see that the change of clothes in the bathroom is ready. I haven't used it." She said, pointing to the bathroom.

"..." Zheng Jing listened to Xia Qing's words one by one, covering everything, she felt that all aspects were taken care of, inexplicably felt her face was a little hot, she hurriedly lowered her head and nodded, "Well, you go, I see. "

This person, do you know where I am referring?

Xia Qing glanced at Zheng Jing suspiciously, but it was impossible for her to pick up Zheng Jing's head and reiterate the location of the bathroom door, and because of the limited time, she went out directly.

Xia Qing left the bedroom and went to a room with almost no modern feeling on the northwest side of the Xia family mansion.

The surroundings of this room are very quiet, quiet in the true sense, no evil spirits can come near here.

Here is the ancestral hall of the Xia family.

In the long history, the Xia family has also encountered various disasters, and even nearly wiped out. Many ancestral tablets have long been lost, so there are not many tablets in the ancestral hall.

Xia Qing, as a direct descendant of Patriarch Xia's family, has the right to enter here, and the confinement and Taoism that have been placed around here have not responded to her arrival.

She pushed open the door, looked up at the decorations inside that seemed to have not changed at all in memory, and finally took incense with a long sigh and worshiped.

After these etiquettes were over, Xia Qing walked to the side of the table, reached out and picked up one of the tablets: "Mom, I'm back to see you."

Zheng Jing, who was reading in the room, didn't know all this.

After Xia Qing left, she had been reading the Maoshan Biography, and she always felt that there was something strange about it.

However, no matter how hard Zheng Jing racked her brains, she couldn't figure out where the sense of disobedience came from, so she had to let it go.

Before I knew it, time passed for a while.

Zheng Jing felt a little sleepy, but when she looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Zheng Jing read aloud suspiciously, but considering that this is the main residence of the Xia family, Xia Qing shouldn't have any problems, and her attention should be focused on the most critical issue now.

Before Xia Qing comes back, I might as well take the bath first...

Zheng Jing hardly hesitated, and immediately took out the small piece of clothing she brought from her backpack, but she was dumbfounded after standing up.

Why are there two doors?It looks a bit like it, so which bathroom is it?Zheng Jing, who didn't listen carefully to the host's introduction, was worried.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Jing still gave up on remembering, anyway, there were only two rooms, she chose one to see, if she made a mistake, she would close the door again immediately and go to the other room without moving anything.

After making up her mind, Zheng Jing strode directly to one of the rooms, and reached for the doorknob.