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The sound of something hitting the wall came from outside, Zheng Jing stopped opening the door and looked in the direction of the sound in surprise.

What seems to be the wall where the windows are?She hesitated for a moment, then turned to the window to check the direction.

The window in this bedroom is very large, and there are long curtains that are dragged to the ground. Because they are not drawn tightly, a small section of the window is exposed, and part of the scene in the room can be seen from the outside.

Zheng Jing went to the window and opened the curtains again. It was dark outside the window, unlike ordinary residential areas where there were street lights outside the house, except for a few dim lanterns hanging on the wooden porch that seemed to be a certain distance away. Outside, nothing can be seen clearly.

She leaned closer to the window and looked carefully for a while, but found nothing, even the knocking sound just now did not reappear.

Do you want to open the window and have a look?

Zheng Jing's professional thinking made her want to check and confirm that it was correct. The Xia family's house is so big, but when wandering around in the afternoon, she felt that there were no other protective facilities on the courtyard wall. Disaster.

"Why build such a big house." Zheng Jing muttered, seeing that there are not many Xia family members.

At this moment, Zheng Jing saw a shadow in the corner of her eyes, and she immediately looked over, it was still the wooden corridor with the lanterns, and a blurry figure was walking on the wooden corridor, looking light and ethereal.

Zheng Jing inexplicably felt a chill on the back of her neck, and the ghost picture she accidentally saw when she was a child resurfaced from the depths of her memory.

"... There is a ghost." Zheng Jing subconsciously touched the Buddhist beads on her wrist, blinked and looked again, and found that there was nothing on the wooden corridor.

Poor police officer Zheng certainly didn't know that Xia Qing had just returned from the ancestral hall, and when she passed the wooden corridor, she found that there was light shining from the window of her room, and she could vaguely see Zheng Jing standing in front of the window.

The most important thing was that there were six or seven naughty little ghosts gathered outside the window, and even Xia Xuan was among them, so she immediately used a little Taoism to warn them.

Seeing Xia Qing appearing, the little devils rushed away, and when running around, they did not forget to do some tricks to block the way between Zheng Jing and Xia Qing.

So, poor police officer Zheng disappeared from the people on the wooden corridor in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that I have read too many novels..." Zheng Jing muttered, and glanced at the "Maoshan Biography" that was put aside, "Let's go take a bath and get ready for bed."

With that said, she returned to the door that was about to be opened just now.

There was already a group of guys behind the door waiting for the moment when the door opened, turning the handle gently.

"Officer Zheng really didn't listen to what I said before." Xia Qing's voice came from the other end, and Xia Qing came back before Zheng Jing opened the door.

Seeing Zheng Jing on the wooden corridor, Xia Qing felt that something must happen to this person in the room, so she used a little magic to quickly move back out of the room, pushed the door open and entered.

Sure enough, Zheng Jing found the wrong door.

"Ah?" Zheng Jing was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, and then he let out a sigh of relief and showed a happy expression, "Xia Qing, you're back." In such a big room, it feels a bit terrible to be alone.

Xia Qing raised her eyebrows, looked at Zheng Jing's smiling face, swallowed the words on her lips, and only pointed to another door: "The bathroom is over there, Officer Zheng. This one," she pointed to Zheng Jing was about to It opened, "Personal*, only members of the Xia family can enter."

"Uh...Sorry, I went wrong." Zheng Jing hurriedly let go of her hand, smiled awkwardly and walked towards the bathroom, "I just want to take a bath...take a bath."

Xia Qing seemed to be in a good mood, she sat down on the chair in front of the desk with a smile, and looked at Zheng Jing with her elbows: "Don't be sorry, it's nothing. If Officer Zheng opens the door and goes in, it will be nothing more than..."

She prolonged her voice, and the tone turned so that Zheng Jing felt guilty.

"Officer Zheng wants to marry into Xia's family." Xia Qing finally finished speaking, and added, "And it must be the owner of this room, that is, me."

Zheng Jing was bombarded with all kinds of meat and vegetables, and was stunned on the spot: "Uh...haha, Xia Qing, your joke is not funny, how, how is this possible."

Why do I have a sense of regret that I might as well just open the door and go in? Hey!

"This isn't a joke." Xia Qing said it very simply, and she still couldn't tell whether what she said was true or not from the look on her face, "Besides, isn't Officer Zheng Les, this can't be said to be impossible."

"..." Zheng Jing was thinking about how Xia Qing knew about this, and she began to recall whether she had slipped up.

"Xiaoyi said it." Xia Qing betrayed her inside information very simply, "It seems that there is an annoying woman who came out in the closet, and everyone in the criminal police team knows about it." She raised her eyebrows and looked at Zheng Jing.

"..." Zheng Jing is now thinking about what to say.

"Tomorrow my father's old man will show up. You need to get up early for the sacrificial ceremony. If Officer Zheng doesn't plan to use it, I'll wash it first?" Xia Qing suddenly changed the subject very naturally, and pointed to the bathroom door.

"I'm going." Zheng Jing insisted that silence is golden, silently rushed into the bathroom, she felt that she wanted to be quiet.

When the bathroom door was closed, the smile on Xia Qing's face disappeared.

She stood up, walked to the bed and picked up Zheng Jing's Biography of Mao Shan, and only read about one-fifth of it.

"Didn't you find this yet?" Xia Qing said softly, turned Mao Shan Chuan back upside down as it was originally, and walked to the window again.

There is no one outside the window, and there are no things that ordinary people can't see.

Xia Qing's prestige among these non-human creatures in Xia's house is still the same, not to mention that the news that she has lifted her seal has been spread back long ago, no ghost dares to jump around in front of her, lest she be caught and killed to make an example to others.

"Xia Xuan." Xia Qing calmly opened the window and called out.

Xia Xuan immediately hung upside down from the roof, blinked innocently at Xia Qing: "Sister Xia, when the policeman was about to open the door, I smashed the wall to lure her over."

"Well done." Xia Qing didn't point out Xia Xuan's desire to gather her friends to trouble Zheng Jing, at least this little brat Xia Xuan knew what she could and couldn't do.

"But..." Xia Xuan's face was wrinkled together, "Is that policeman going to marry Sister Xia? Are you going to live in the house?"

"This..." Xia Qing thought for a while, "I don't know." She finally gave such an answer, patted Xia Xuan on the head and closed the window, "Stop playing wild, there are big bad wolves on the mountain that eat little ghosts. "

Zheng Jing has always been taking a bath very quickly. This is still a habit developed during training, and this time it is also the same.

Probably because she also had some thoughts, Zheng Jing found the feeling of using other people's toiletries in other people's bathrooms and then wearing clothes prepared by others... It really made her feel infinitely embarrassed.

Solving the problem like a battle, Zheng Jing just wanted to go out, turned her head and went back to rinse the bathtub again, making sure that there was no hair foam, then patted her clothes and left the bathroom.

Xia Qing was still looking at the computer at the desk, and turned her head when she heard the voice.

"Uh, I've finished washing." Zheng Jing scratched her head and said.

Xia Qing's expression didn't seem to have any problems, she reached out to pick up the things that had been prepared on the desk and walked towards Zheng Jing: "Hair dryer, dry it before going to bed." After speaking, Xia Qing went into the bathroom as soon as she turned a corner.

The bathroom door closed again, Zheng Jing looked at the hair dryer in her hand, grinned foolishly, and went to dry her hair honestly.

Zheng Jing's hair is not much, and it dries quickly. After putting away the hair dryer and putting it back on the desk, the room becomes quiet, and the faint sound of water in the bathroom can be heard clearly.

Xia Qing's bathroom is quite big, and it is equipped with a bathtub, which is enough for people to stretch their bodies and take a comfortable bath in it.

Zheng Jing thought about the scene, and felt that it would be better for her to lie on the bed and continue reading.

So she got under the covers, picked up the "Maoshan Biography" again, and continued to read the previous progress.

Perhaps it was because her mind cleared up a little after taking a bath, Zheng Jing flipped through it for a while, and suddenly figured out why she had a weird feeling when reading this novel.

This novel does not have a clear protagonist, and it tells stories of Taoist priests.Because the first few were members of the Maoshan Taoist sect, Zheng Jing didn't pay special attention at first.

But seeing that the plot has been written from the Song Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty, the plot is grotesque and bizarre, but there is no particularly touching protagonist!

It would be wrong to say that this is the development of a sect. After entering the Southern Song Dynasty, Taoist priests were no longer from the Maoshan Taoist sect.

However, there is another commonality that can be found here-all the Taoist priests in Maoshan Biography, except for the first two who only have Taoist names, the rest are all surnamed Xia.

At this time, the bathroom door opened, Zheng Jing was startled, and immediately looked up.

Xia Qing was wiping her hair with a big towel in one hand, and was pressing the doorknob with the other, and she also looked over.

Zheng Jingqiang suppressed her speculation and surprise about the new discovery, and smiled: "Have you washed it?"

"En." Xia Qing responded, glanced at the book in Zheng Jing's hand, picked up the hair dryer beside her and started blowing it.

Amidst the sound of the hair dryer, Zheng Jing looked at the book in her hand with a complicated expression, and silently turned to the last few pages.

The era has changed from ancient fantasy to modern times. The name of Xia Qing appears in the content of this page, and the plot is that Xia Qing, who was sent for a training, returns and finds that her mother has passed away during the training. In addition, he had a big fight with his father and left the Xia family's main house.

"I've said it all, this book is very boring." Xia Qing's voice came over, and Zheng Jing realized that the sound of the hair dryer had disappeared before she knew it. Xia Qing was by the bed, and her eyes fell on her hands on the pages of the book.

"Eh...what the hell is this book?" Zheng Jing couldn't help asking her own doubts.

Xia Qing hooked the corners of her mouth: "Xia family history, is it like reading a novel?" She directly expressed Zheng Jing's thoughts, "Officer Zheng doesn't need to care, this thing is just read as a ghost novel , but the plot is not as good as the current ones."

"But, what is it about catching ghosts and goblins in this book?" Zheng Jing felt that she couldn't figure out what was real.

"I don't know about that." Xia Qing spread her hands and walked to the other side, "I didn't write this thing, and it's impossible for me to ask those ancestors hundreds of years ago if it's true. But..."

At this time, Xia Qing had already walked to the door that did not allow Zheng Jing to enter, and turned to look at Zheng Jing: "Officer Zheng, I have said many times that there are ghosts in this world, you have to change yourself because of such a family history opinion?"

"..." Zheng Jing didn't know what to say.This Xia family is really weird.

"It's getting late, Officer Zheng, go to bed early. I'm going to be in this room tonight, and I'll call you when the time comes tomorrow." Xia Qing turned her head back at this time and walked into the door.

Seeing the door close in front of her eyes, Zheng Jing couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, feeling that she had struggled with her feelings all day and slept in the same bed, but it still didn't matter at all.But now that so much information is pouring in, how can people sleep like this? !