crossing yin and yang

When he went back to the ancestral house for the second time, Wei Yang no longer felt that uneasiness in his heart, no longer paying attention to all kinds of nightmares, but went straight to the warehouse.

Since it was built in the late Qing Dynasty, this house has a typical old-fashioned layout. The two courtyards naturally have two warehouses inside and outside. The outer courtyard is used to store daily necessities such as rice, grain, firewood, etc. The roof beams are tall, spacious and ventilated, and the area is relatively large. , the one in the inner courtyard is used to place valuables, which is narrow and cramped and has good airtightness.During the land reform, all the servants in the family were dismissed, and then there was famine and turmoil. The outer warehouse became a complete decoration, empty enough to run away rats, but there was always something in the inner warehouse, just let alone ordinary people. , even Wei Yang himself never went in.

What he wanted to open this time was the warehouse in the inner courtyard.That room is located in the northeast corner of the inner courtyard, adjacent to the second bedroom in the inner courtyard, with an area of ​​about ten square meters, without windows, and the only way to enter the room is through the wooden door covered with iron sheets.After grandma passed away, the old house was cleaned up by the uncle's family. Bulky items such as furniture were stored in the outer warehouse, while soft and small items such as study rooms were piled up in the inner warehouse. Wei Yang What I want to find are the books and notes left by my grandfather back then.

Just like the black leather notebook in my hand, Mr. Wei is a person who has the habit of taking notes. If the past events of the Changchun Club can be clearly recorded in the notebook, then what happened to his parents may not be left behind. What's more, a celestial master of Longhu Mountain was involved in this matter. With the old man's caution, even if he didn't tell himself or his uncle the inside story, he would definitely leave something behind.

If he can find those records, he will be able to figure out the root cause of his parents' accident, the cause and effect of Zhang's father and son's involvement, and he may even find clues to the Heavenly Soul that Brother Qi lost. It's much more important.Perhaps because of the uncle's unexpected performance when facing his uncle, Wei Yang's thoughts that had been lingering in his heart finally loosened a bit. No matter what the truth is, his relatives never meant to harm him, at least most of them didn't...

Turning the key in his hand, the anti-theft lock on the warehouse door opened in response. Wei Yang stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy wooden door, and a smell of earth rushed towards him.In the room, several large wooden boxes and rattan boxes were piled up in disorder, and there were simple furniture such as bookshelves and Babaoge in the corners, filling the whole room to the brim.Although the sky was bright outside the door, the electricity in the mansion had been cut off long ago, and there were no windows in the room. The half of the room next to the wall was dark, and it looked somewhat gloomy.

Gently sweeping away the dust in front of him with his hand, Wei Yang turned his head and said to Zhang Xiuqi: "Brother Qi, I need to find something, I'm afraid there will be no people in the room, why don't you wait outside?"

Zhang Xiuqi nodded, as if he had no objection, Wei Yang no longer hesitated, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the house.The uncle's family probably didn't organize the things in the warehouse very much before. Many boxes were directly stacked on top of each other, and the base was half the height of a person. The wooden box should have been used to store clothes in the master bedroom. The carved wood grains are covered with a layer of pulp, and the rattan box was made by the grandfather's generation, specially for the books passed down by the ancestors.

Gently moved several boxes down, Wei Yang opened one of them, and a stack of yellowed thread-bound books appeared in front of him. He was very close to his grandfather since he was a child, and besides the master bedroom, the most familiar place in the inner courtyard is his grandfather's. In the study room, you can almost recall the scene in the room with your eyes closed. Now that you open the rattan box and look at it, you immediately think of the scene in the past.

Different from other people's study rooms, the bookshelves of his house are always filled with a bunch of "strange books", such as finding dragon acupuncture points, four-post horoscopes, and face-to-face test characters, as well as many interesting legends and travel notes. time favorite.Every night when he came back from playing, he would nestle on the large desk and poke this one and flip that one, while grandpa sat on the rattan chair beside him, writing and drawing pictures in a small notebook, and occasionally got up to join him. Beside him, tell him stories that are more exciting than operas. This old man may not be very knowledgeable, but he knows a lot of messy things. He can even drag a few words in English and German, and he likes to show off when he has nothing to do...

The time in the past is like a silhouette, only a moment of sentimentality, Wei Yang shook his head, and closed the box.In addition to thread-bound ancient books, the old man also wrote a lot of letters and diaries, and these things should be put in some box.

Wei Yang searched very hard. The dark room was like a curtain, blocking his perception of the outside world. It seemed that even the little celestial master standing outside had completely forgotten about it.At this time, Zhang Xiuqi frowned slightly, and turned his head to look behind him. Behind him was an empty courtyard. Since no one lived there for a long time, the stone slab was covered with thick dust, and only a few lines had just been printed on it. However, next to those footprints, there are a few more tiny paw prints, just like a weasel or a fox running across.

But he didn't notice any living creatures passing by.

A light sound came from afar, like the hooting of a ghost owl, and then turned into a "Jie Jie" laughter, suddenly far and near, vague and uncertain, Zhang Xiuqi's shoulders gradually tightened, and Suihou sword was also held in the palm of his hand, However, he didn't want to leave this warehouse, the person he wanted to protect was still inside...

But at this moment, another voice sounded, as if passing through the fog of time, it pierced into the eardrum: "Xiao Qi!"

Zhang Xiuqi's body froze instantly as if he was shocked by electric shock, but the voice didn't intend to stop, with a trace of urgency and fear, he kept calling, so close, as if he was beside him.Without any hesitation, Zhang Xiuqi rushed towards the direction of the sound. He ran so fast that he almost stirred up the dust under his feet, but he didn't notice that besides the dust, there were also some things floating in the yard , hazy, like a layer of mist.

Wei Yang opened another rattan box, this time it was a box of ink cartridges and inkstones, and there were some unused papers. He searched the box casually, but found no trace of writing, and was about to close the cage , Suddenly heard a light "pop".Looking up, Wei Yang took some time to find a small box dropped on the floor next to the bookshelf. The box was not big, and the color was dull, like a piece of burnt wood, but there was a yellow strip on the box. something yellow.

Even in such a dim environment, Wei Yang still recognized it at a glance. It was a yellow talisman, not a regular three-mountain talisman like Longhu Mountain, but a slender seal, like the one posted in the yamen.With a thought in his heart, he walked over quickly. Grandpa's study was the place where he stayed most often, and it was also the only place where grandma wouldn't go. He was familiar with everything there, but he had never seen such a box...

In just two steps, he came to the bookshelf, bent down to pick up the box, but just as his fingertips touched the lid, the seal shattered into several pieces as if brittle, and the box tilted and snapped. Overturned on the side, a small wooden statue rolled out.

It was an exquisite woodcarving of a fox. The fox was long and slender. The person stood upright, with a big fluffy tail hidden behind him. He could vaguely see the branch of the tail, and he didn't know how many tails there were. Wei Yang's heart suddenly tightened. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the note in the black leather notebook, which read "Hu Gu came out, it was a disaster, I wish Fang Yu..."

Did grandpa hide something in order to prevent the fox fairy from wreaking havoc?It's so well hidden that even grandma's enshrinement has to be concealed.In this case, isn't the study the best place to go?Grandma would never enter his study, never... As if possessed by a demon, Wei Yang bent down, flicked his fingertips, and gently pinched the wooden sculpture in his palm.

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"Father! Father!" The middle-aged man yelled in horror. Just as the bone washing had just begun, a terrifying chill suddenly rushed up his spine. For some reason, the fox statue placed on the white hemp suddenly shattered. When it split open, the smile lines on the fox's face were like being split by a blade, revealing a bit of weirdness and ferocity.

The accident happened so fast, the old man collapsed on the ground in shock, his limbs twitched like a stroke, his eyes that were not old-fashioned seemed to protrude from their sockets, he stretched out his skinny palms vigorously, he struggled He rushed towards the wood carving.

"Impossible! Impossible! Zhu Fang is a fetish! How could it be broken? That is the fetish left by Jiang Nu!!"

However, his stern roar failed to restore anything, the fox statue shook slightly and broke into two pieces.

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Zhang Xiuqi stopped suddenly, and he found that he had rushed out of the inner courtyard at some point, something was buzzing in his head, and a ray of fishy sweetness slipped down his nose, but the call in his ear disappeared. The man with his name disappeared into the air like a wisp of smoke. On the contrary, the "Jie Jie" laughter reappeared just now.

Hearing that laughter, Zhang Xiuqi felt that his eyes were covered with blood mist, where is that man?Where is his father? !

However, the laughter did not stop, instead it became louder and louder, as if it was about to devour everything in the courtyard, the bodhi bead hanging on his chest suddenly trembled, and a bright light pierced into his heart, Zhang Xiuqi only felt There was a loud bang, and the weird and sinister laughter disappeared immediately. He was only stunned for a second, then his face suddenly changed, and he rushed towards the inner courtyard as if flying.

Hu and Huang are the best at enchanting souls. What was the sound he heard just now?Why did that thing lure him away...

In just a few steps, Zhang Xiuqi rushed to the door of the warehouse, but there was no one in the open door, only a few rattan boxes overturned on the ground, as if someone had tossed it all over.He suddenly turned his head and looked around, the ground was still dusty and thick, but in the dust, there was another series of footprints, which were light and shallow, like a weightless person floating across the ground, footprints It meanders and extends crookedly into another room.

That room was the embroidery room of Jiangnu from the previous generation.

With a turn of the Hou sword in his hand, Zhang Xiuqi strode forward, the thin door panel was split open by a sword, and the hollow flower window creaked softly, a figure was sitting on the rickety rotten wooden chair, holding There was a big sea bowl, his head was hanging very low, and his back was arched strangely, as if he was sniffing something greedily, but the bowl was empty, except for the spider web, there was nothing in it.

As if feeling regretful, the man gently placed the bowl on the wooden table in front of him. Then, the figure moved, turned his shoulders very, very slowly, and turned his head.