Shanhai Folklore Research Institute

Apart from the villa, a lot of roses were planted in other parts of the manor, probably due to long-term neglect, the vines grew wildly, protruding from the high fence wall, blooming extremely gorgeously under the scorching sun.

But this kind of splendor is a bit strange to everyone's eyes, because all the flower clusters are as pure white as snow, which reminds Lin Mian of the smiling painting in the master bedroom on the second floor.

Behind the villa is a wide lawn, the wild grass is as high as a calf, and a small piece of Metasequoia forest is planted in the far west corner, standing straight.

Lin Mian frowned slightly, he took a few steps in one direction, kept changing his perspective, and stopped after a while.

"Do you think it looks familiar?" He asked softly.

"Huh?" Hook Wei scratched his head.

look familiar?What looks familiar?I don't feel it.

Then he received the eyes of his dean looking at the mentally retarded.

"The paintings in the corridor." Wu Ting said concisely.

In the painting, the background of the mother taking the four children on a picnic on the grass overlapped with what they saw in front of them. The same lawn under their feet, the same metasequoia in the distance, and the dense roses on the fence.

Brother Wei lowered his head in shame, and when he was with Assistant Lin, he always had the feeling that he was the mortal of Yu Lip.

"So those who draw pictures are all people who have happened in the manor and lived?" Zhang Maocai suddenly felt a chill on his back in the summer.

If this is the case, those people should have died. After all these years, the unknowing Shen family still hangs them on the wall like treasures, like portraits. Thinking about it makes people panic.

Shen Qiming obviously also thought of this level, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"How did Mr. Shen buy this manor at that time?" Xu Shan asked, slapping Bian Changfeng's troubled hand on his waist.

Shen Qiming wiped his face and calmed himself down a bit: "My dad is getting older, and he told the agency that he wanted to find a quiet place to retire, and the agency introduced the area around Mindong Road, the old district of Sichuan City, which is not special. Biased, but the environment is good, and the surroundings are all small western-style buildings left over from the Republic of China. The old man fell in love with it immediately when he came here. The only dissatisfaction is that these houses are all facing the street, and my dad thinks the privacy is not good.

The agent recommended this manor upon hearing it. He also said that the people who lived here were originally from a wealthy family, and their family background was extremely good. It was a land of good geomantic omen. He signed the contract, paid the rent..."

"A big family?" Xuanjizi interrupted him with a snort, narrowing his eyes slightly, "On Hong Kong Island, a real big family will not sell a garden like this at will, but leave it to the children from generation to generation, because As the old saying goes, an old house has a spirit, and Huize will be used by future generations... This agency is dishonest."

"The master is right!" Shen Qiming became angry when he said this, "Later, something strange happened in the manor, so my dad went to the agency to ask to check out, but the agency had already run away, so my dad asked the nearby talent Knowing that the manor could not be sold because of rumors of being haunted, and it had been idle for many years, the old man was so angry that he passed out on the spot."

"Do you know the history of the family who lived here before?" Xu Shan asked suddenly.

Shen Qiming hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "After I came to Sichuan City, I asked someone to inquire about it, but unfortunately, the locals nearby were all silent and secretive, and only asked me to sell it as soon as possible, but how can I sell it? If there is a problem with the manor and it is sold to someone else, our old Shen family can’t do such a wicked thing.”

Bian Changfeng couldn't help but look at him twice when he heard the words, and leaned over to whisper to Xushan: "The descendants of Lao Niubi are not bad."

Xushan also smiled slightly.

"I have no choice but to hire a private detective to investigate, the investigation report...you wait, I'll get it." Shen Qiming ran into the villa after finishing speaking.

It was very hot outside, the rest of the people couldn't see anything for the time being and went back with him, only Wu Ting walked slowly towards the Metasequoia forest.

The dazzling sunlight sprinkled on the ends of his black hair, and it set off with the white roses spreading over the fence, forming a blazing and eye-catching beauty.

Lin Mian stood there for a while, Gouwei had already left with Xushan and the others, and he wanted to leave too, but as the dean's assistant, it seemed unlikely that he would leave...

So when Wu Ting came back, he saw Lin Mian sitting on the steps not far away, waiting for him.

The little assistant was really afraid of the heat, he huddled in the shadow of the rose bushes, and the golden sunlight drew fine patterns on his fair neck through the lush branches and leaves.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Mian raised her head and met the oncoming Wu Ting. Before she got close this time, the dean's heart skipped a beat.

Wu Ting paused, then pulled him up from the steps without changing his expression: "It's a hot day, why didn't you go back to the villa with Gouwei?"

"I'll wait for you to go back together." Lin Mian replied as a matter of course.

Although the little assistant's original intention of saying this may not be the same as what he thought, but the dean's heart is still bubbling with beauty.

"Did you find anything?" Lin Mian didn't think that Wu Ting just went to look at the few metasequoia trees for nothing.

Sure enough, he heard the other party say: "Then there may be something buried underneath."

Lin Mian's expression froze. If it was just an ordinary item, Wu Ting would never say it out on purpose. Thinking of a possibility, he hesitated and asked, "Do you want to dig it out?"

Wu Ting glanced at him with a half-smile: "Do you want to dig?"

Assistant Lin shook his head and said he didn't really want to.

Dean Wu stroked his chin: "Then call Gouwei to dig it."

Brother Wei is a brick, so move it wherever you need it!

The two walked into the living room of the villa, and Shen Qiming had already dug out the investigation report.

This manor originally belonged to a family named Ye during the Republic of China. The owner was called Ye Di. He owned many estate shops under his name and lived a prosperous life. He married a wife and had children in his thirties. The family was happy and happy. Said the difference is not big.

One morning, just after dawn, the Ye family's servant went out to buy vegetables, only to find a little boy lying outside the big iron gate, and hurriedly told Ye Di's wife, Zhang Ruomei.

Zhang Ruomei was kind-hearted, and he also had a child, so the servant brought him in and took good care of him.

The child looked only eleven or twelve years old, not much older than Zhang Ruomei's three children. When he woke up, Zhang Ruomei learned that the other party was an orphan and homeless, so he discussed with Ye Di to adopt him and named him Ye Sijun.

"There's something wrong with this Ye Sijun." Xuanjizi said firmly.

Shen Qiming nodded: "Ye Sijun looks handsome and pleasing, and his personality is very calm and introverted. The whole family likes him very much except for the eldest daughter Ye Siyun who is honest with him, but it didn't take long for strange things to happen in the manor. "

"What's the matter?" Zhang Maocai asked subconsciously.

There are too many densely packed words in the investigation report, which seems to be very strenuous, so Shen Qiming dictated: "First of all, everyone, regardless of adults or children, sleeps at night and has nightmares all night long. The contents of these dreams are different, but they are all horrific. .

Then one day while eating, Ye Di suddenly foamed at the mouth and developed hysteria. He was sent to the hospital for treatment, but the doctor said that all indicators were fine.

After that, Ye Di became paranoid and always felt that someone was trying to harm him, so he locked himself in the study and could not come out.

Zhang Ruomei asked him about his specific feelings, and Ye Di described it vividly, but Zhang Ruomei became more and more worried, because these were all scenes from Ye Di's dreams before, and she suspected that her husband might not be able to distinguish dreams from reality.

With Ye Di's appearance, it is naturally impossible to continue to take care of the family property, and Zhang Ruomei is just an ordinary housewife who knows nothing about business matters, and the income of the Ye family's property shop suddenly plummeted.

Zhang Ruomei also suspected Ye Sijun. After all, it was after he came that strange things happened one after another at home, but Ye Sijun was very well-behaved and sensible, and the other party was only an eleven or twelve-year-old child, how could he have such abilities?

However, the tragedy continued, Ye Di went completely crazy, the big iron gate of the manor was locked, except for the child named Ye Sijun who occasionally came in and out, the nearby residents never saw anyone else from the Ye family.

Until that night, there was a horrific scream in the manor, and finally some residents called the police.

When the police broke in, they found Ye Di's eldest daughter, Ye Siyun, in the Metasequoia forest. She was not injured, but she was already mad.

Except for Ye Siyun, the police did not find anyone else in the manor, Ye Di, his wife, the other two children, and Ye Sijun seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. "

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笔芯~感谢在2021-11-1118:00:00~2021-11-1218:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Zero Zero One, 1 piece of caramel chestnut cake;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Judy; 2 bottles of Pipa Xing; 1 bottle of Mumumumuyuxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 29 Shen's Manor (beginning with inverted V) Director Bian with a wife VS Director Wu without a wife.

Shen Qiming couldn't help shivering after he finished talking about the big summer. The whole investigation report didn't mention a ghost or other scary things, but the lines between the lines made people feel horrified.

"Is Ye Siyun still alive?" Lin Mian asked after thinking about it.

Shen Qiming shook his head: "She was sent to a nursing home. She lived to be [-] years old and died five years ago. It is said that until the moment she passed away, she was not conscious and was still insane."

No one spoke for a while, and needles could be heard in the living room.

"Then what shall we do next?" Zhang Maocai scratched his head, as if he was asking his master, but his eyes glanced at Wu Ting and the others.

Shen Qiming had completely lost his mind at this moment, Bian Changfeng slumped on the leather sofa and said, "Let's eat first, Emma, ​​it's almost twelve o'clock!"

"Yes, yes, eat, eat first." As soon as he reminded Shen Qiming, he came back to his senses immediately. The housekeeper in the manor resigned a few days ago, so he had to take out his mobile phone and make a reservation at a nearby restaurant. Table seats, order takeaway to deliver.

Lin Mian was very surprised to see Bian Changfeng, who was sitting down to drink tea again like the second uncle, and secretly poked Wu Ting's arm and asked in a low voice, "Does Yan Luo also need to eat?"

Wu Ting was itchy from being poked by him, subconsciously grabbed the thin white finger, the skin on the little assistant's hand was smooth and delicate, the dean was stunned for a moment, Lin Mian didn't notice anything wrong, and asked the question again.

Wu Ting let go of his fingers, glanced at Bian Changfeng, and scoffed, "He's just greedy."

The voice was neither loud nor low, enough for everyone in the living room to hear, Director Bian's nose was twisted suddenly: "Wuluogou, what are you talking about?"

"I said you were greedy." Dean Wu said calmly.

"I'm the fuck..." Bian Chang stood up abruptly, glanced at Lin Mian who was beside Wu Ting inadvertently, smiled suddenly, sat back down again, and said in a very unbeatable tone, "Yes, I understand, I have been single for a long time I’m prone to endocrine disorders, and I’m blinded by jealousy, so I’m really not angry at all, after all, it’s everyone’s responsibility to care for empty nesters.”

Director Bian with a wife VS Director Wu without a wife.

K! O!

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes suddenly seemed to fall on Wu Ting, sympathizing, pitying, and regretting, the dean's forehead couldn't help but twitch.

Even Lin Mian lowered his voice and said to Gouwei: "The dean is too pitiful..."

Brother Wei: ...I didn't hear anything.

The poor Dean Wu snorted coldly, Shen Qiming somehow felt that the temperature in the living room was a bit low.

Wu Ting's face was very stinky when the food was delivered, and he started to eat lunch. Lin Mian secretly observed his expression, thought for a while, and put a chopstick of asparagus and shrimp into his bowl.

The dean took a look at him, picked it up and ate it, his face softened a little, Lin Mian leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

Wu Ting actually didn't have much feeling for this dish, but he knew that Lin Mian liked to eat asparagus: "It's not as delicious as your cooking."

Upon hearing this, the little assistant said, "I'll do it for you when I get back."

"En." The dean's brows completely relaxed.

Lin Mian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the boss is in a bad mood, and they are under a lot of pressure as subordinates.

Bian Chang, who listened to the whole process with his ears pricked up, was so sour that he seemed to have picked up a hundred lemons. He took up his small rice bowl and sent it to Xu Shan, expressing that he would also love to pick up vegetables.

Xu Shan had no choice but to clip a big pig's trotter for him.

Director Bian ate happily.

When we were about to finish our meal, the weather suddenly changed, and there was a heavy rain, with lightning and thunder outside, and the wind and rain. Wu Ting originally said to ask Gouwei to dig out the things buried under the metasequoia forest, but now he can't do it for the time being. .

The rain was too heavy, the doors and windows of the villa were closed, all kinds of chandeliers, ceiling lights, and table lamps were turned on, and the light was very sufficient.

Shen Qiming called his father and asked the old man where the keys to the other rooms on the second floor were, and then led everyone to check the second floor.

"The ghost energy seems to have dissipated a bit." Xuanjizi kept the compass on his body, staring at the slowly turning pointer on it and said uncertainly, "The concentration seems to be almost the same as yesterday."

Xushan also nodded.

"What does the drop in ghost gas concentration mean?" Shen Qiming asked cautiously.

"It means that the dirty thing is no longer in the manor, and the ghost energy will slowly dissipate." Xuanjizi looked strange.

Lin Mian couldn't help looking at Bian Changfeng when he heard the words, thinking that the other party should be able to detect if there were any ghosts in the manor because of Yan Luo, but Director Bian leaned on Xushan as if he had no bones, and didn't intend to speak at all.

"Could it be that thing comes at night and leaves during the day?" Zhang Maocai scratched his head, "Why?"

When Shen Qiming heard it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then hugged his chubby self: "Come on, did she fall in love with me? It's always like this on TV, the vixen has a flirt with the scholar at night, and then quietly leaves during the day... ..."

Everyone looked at the fat scholar and fell silent.

"Didn't you hear the little girl's laughter in the middle of the night? What does it have to do with the vixen?" Assistant Lin reminded kindly.

"That's right." Shen Qiming's shoulders slumped.

Everyone: What's the matter with this inexplicably disappointed tone?

While speaking, Shen Qiming had already opened the first room near the stairs, and the smell of dust came oncoming, Lin Mian subconsciously held his breath.

The thick curtains completely cut off the outside light, and the room was very dark, with a few vague figures sitting or standing in the corner.

"My mother!" Shen Qiming was terrified, and Zhang Maocai and his brother-in-law hugged each other.

Lin Mian was startled at first, but soon realized that he was wrong. Wu Ting casually pressed the light switch on the wall, and there were eight downlights around his head, more than half of which were broken, and only three were lit. , Fortunately, this light is enough for them to see the scene in the room clearly.

Everything was covered with a dust-proof white cloth, which looked a little weird under the cold-colored light. Xu Shan walked over and lifted the cloth, revealing the upright piano and easel underneath.

Shen Qiming and Zhang Maocai breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

This appears to be an activity room.

Lin Mian looked around. There were many paintings on the walls, similar to those in the corridor. Most of the contents were people and scenes in the manor.

"Who painted these paintings?" Because of the laughter that came out of the paintings in the middle of the night, Shen Qiming really didn't have the slightest liking for this art now, looking at the oil paintings all over the room, he almost cried.

"It should be Zhang Ruomei." Xu Shan pointed to the abbreviation of ZRM on the leg of the picture frame.

Having just learned about the past of the Ye family, Lin Mian is now able to match the characters on the painting with their names.

The head of the family, Ye Di, is a middle-aged man who looks a little stern, and his wife, Zhang Ruomei, is very gentle. They have two daughters, one is seven or eight years old, and the other is only five or six years old. The twin sons are the same age as the eldest daughter.

Because according to the investigation report, the culprit who caused frequent strange incidents in the manor a hundred years ago was probably the child named Ye Sijun, so Lin Mian consciously wanted to find him in the painting.

However, he checked all the paintings carefully, and found nothing except the picture of a picnic in the corridor, but the main perspective of that painting was on the hostess Zhang Ruomei, and the four children were only used as the background. Neither can tell.

Lin Mian was slightly disappointed when Gouwei waved at him.

Lin Mian walked over immediately.

In the cabinet next to the easel were rows of paint boxes, paintbrushes and plaster models, the former dried up and the latter broken into several pieces, and behind these there was an oil painting, which was facing inward against the wall of the cabinet. It seems that someone hid it on purpose.

Lin Mian's heart moved, and he took out the painting together with Gouwei, and his pupils shrank when he saw the pattern on it clearly.

What he held in his hand was a portrait with a dark background and a "person" painted in the middle.

The face of this "human" is distorted and distorted. It is impossible to tell the age, or even tell the difference between male and female. The facial features are not much different from those of ordinary humans, but there are six eyes, each of which is staring at Lin Mian viciously, as if he might leave at any time. It's like jumping out of the painting.

"My mother, is this a new form of artistic expression?" Shen Qiming originally just came over to take a look out of curiosity, but he didn't expect to see such a perverted painting, and suddenly felt that his eyes were almost blind .

Lin Mian shook his head. As a poor male college student, in the past 19 years of his life experience, he didn't have much chance to be influenced by art, so naturally he didn't understand it.

The painting in his hand was gently taken away, Lin Mian looked over subconsciously, Wu Ting's eyes fell on the portrait, with a thoughtful expression.

"This painting is not about the boy named Ye Sijun, is it?" Zhang Maocai guessed over Shen Qiming's shoulder.

"Do you think Ye Di and his wife are fools?" Xuanjizi asked quietly.

"Ye Di is definitely not stupid to manage such a large family business. He should be very smart, and Zhang Ruomei doesn't look like a fool." Zhang Maocai didn't understand why the master suddenly asked, scratched his head and said honestly.

"Since they are not stupid, if Ye Sijun looks so scary, do you think they will adopt him?" Xuanjizi patted him on the back of the head angrily.

Zhang Maocai burst into tears in pain, but Xuanjizi was right, Ye Di and his wife were not stupid, it was he who was stupid.

In addition to the paintings and painting utensils in the room, the most conspicuous thing in the activity room is the upright piano in the corner.

Xu Shan flipped the cover of the piano, and tapped the keys casually with his fingers, but no sound came out. He raised an eyebrow in surprise, and tapped again in a different place. The piano seemed to be mute.

He exchanged glances with Bian Changfeng, who was beside him, and the latter walked to the back of the piano, grasped the shell with both hands and gently pulled it to the sides.

The piano case and the piano frame were separated, making a loud clicking sound, and the attention of the others was attracted. Bian Changfeng clicked his tongue and let go of his hand, and something gray and white was exposed without the cover of the piano case.

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Assistant Lin: The dean is so pitiful...

Dean Wu: ...

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