God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

Quietly got out of bed, picked up the phone, Wen Xichun stood on tiptoe and tried not to make a sound.

Under the ground where the moonlight does not shine, everywhere it goes is pitch black.

He held up his mobile phone, and the flashlight gave off a weak light, which only illuminated a distance of half a meter. Wen Xichun followed the Heishui River and walked towards the seven-story ancient building in a hurry.

Although the people in the village welcomed his arrival and sent their deep blessings, but as Yun Muyao said, wooden men hanging at the door of every house would be used to curse If someone else is an evil thing, then this village must not be as simple as it appears on the surface.

Although the seven-story ancient building may be a place where people's families hold secret meetings, and it is reasonable not to let them in, one thing is certain, the tattoos found on the four deceased were told to be from Heishui Village, although? I haven't seen this kind of totem yet, but the answer is still? I need to find it in the village.

The pitch-black small underground road, occasionally you can hear the sound of insects scurrying about.

Wen Xichun found the seven-story ancient building based on his impressions. The top of the ancient building is facing the big hole. The moonlight shines on the ancient building through the big hole. The outer layer of wooden materials is colorful? The paint is also covered with a layer of milky white tulle generally.

Below the ancient building are nine steps. Going up the steps, you can see a shrine standing on both sides of the embossed wooden door, which enshrines two gods that are not common in myths and stories. Wen Xichun doesn't know what it is? What, it's just that I took a flashlight and looked inside, only to find that the enshrined god has no face, and the intricately carved crown is smooth without any ups and downs.

He turned on the night shooting function of his mobile phone camera, and took two photos of the god in the shrine.

The gate of the ancient building was not locked. Wen Xichun tried to push it twice, and with a slight creaking sound, the wooden door slowly opened a crack.

Wen Xichun raised his mobile phone and took a picture of the building, but the flashlight of the mobile phone was no better than a real flashlight, and the illuminated area was extremely small. Except for the wooden floor in front of him, he couldn't see anything clearly.

All of a sudden, a gust of hot wind blew, which immediately aroused goosebumps all over his body.

Wait, this is? Underground, how can there be wind flowing!

Wen Xichun's eyes widened suddenly, a strong sense of fear made him tense up, and he couldn't move, as if he was being held by someone.

When, I didn't hear the footsteps at all, but at this moment, there was someone standing behind me, and it was very close to me. It was possible that I was just sitting on my shoulder and staring at the back of my head.

He swallowed, gripping the phone tightly.

"Who...is? Who." He asked nervously.

The other party did not answer him.

At this time, Wen Xichun knew that if the other party was a person from this village, he had to apologize first and make excuses, telling them that he had no intention of offending, or that he lost his way and came here just out of curiosity, as long as the other party Let go of your vigilance, everything can be discussed in the long run.

"I'm sorry, I got up at night and got lost. I just wanted to come in out of curiosity. I don't mean anything else. I hope you don't get angry." Wen Xichun thought that his apology was already very sincere.

In fact, as a policeman, there is danger behind him, and he can easily deal with it according to the moves taught by the teacher when he was in the police academy. , Waiting for them to speak the truth is more difficult than going to heaven.

So outsmarting is the only way out.

"That's the attitude of apologizing? It's plausible, and there's no tone of guilt at all." A gloomy voice came from behind, and Wen Xichun's scalp tingled again in agitation.

It's just that, this voice seems a little familiar.

He turned around suddenly, and the flashlight in his hand followed suit.

Dazzled by the strong light, the other party subconsciously raised his hand to cover it up, but the teasing smile at the corner of his mouth did not diminish by half.

Looking at this familiar face that didn't deserve a beating, Wen Xichun slowly lowered his hand, trying his best to restrain the urge to give him a knife, almost smiling and saying:

"Section Chief Yao is really a quality desert. He follows others around in the middle of the night? Or? Says this is? Your? Hobby."

Yao Jingrong smiled, and gently stretched his eyebrows and eyes: "Each and each other, they don't sleep in the middle of the night and run around? Home? Peeping at the site, you? Aren't you also running on the wasteland of quality?"

Wen Xichun rolled his eyes at him, retreating nervously: "I am? I want to come over and inquire, and see if I can find any clues related to the death of the four deceased."

"That's right? Clues never take the initiative to come to the stage." Yao Jingrong walked in front of Wen Xichun, and touched the wooden door that was concealed with his fingertips.

"Crunch—" an ugly voice came.

"Be gentle." Wen Xichun hurriedly held the wooden door, and looked around like a guilty conscience.

"Why are you acting like a thief, you? But? The police, don't damage the image of the police." Yao Jingrong suppressed a smile, his mouth was unforgiving, but he still felt it in his heart.

He is so cute.

"Excuse me? See the reality clearly, we are just thieves now." Wen Xichun took the lead in sneaking into the building, and after Yao Jingrong walked in calmly, he closed the door quite cautiously .

Although? saying that this kind of voyeurism is extremely disgusting, but? Yao Jingrong still? frankly took out... the wolf-eyed flashlight.

Said he wasn't? He was prepared, but Wen Xichun didn't believe it.

The two of them turned on the light and looked at the scene in the building——

It can be said that just the scene on the first floor is enough to make people jaw-dropping:

The building is in a square shape. A long table several meters long is placed along the wall, and the long table is filled with human head-sized statues of gods and Buddhas, which look like they are made of red clay. Among the many In the center of the small statue of God and Buddha is a stepped altar, but what is strange is that the statue enshrined in the middle seems to have been seen somewhere.

"It's all unimportant, go to the second floor and have a look."

Just when Wen Xichun wanted to step forward to find out, Yao Jingrong suddenly stopped him strangely. Although his tone sounded the same as usual, Wen Xichun still felt something was wrong.

He ignored this man? He stepped forward and looked carefully at the familiar statue of God.

Ah... just said it looks familiar. Before I came to the world of books, I saw a "reduced" version of this statue in the house of the missing novelist, but... how do I remember it? Is it a statue with four faces, and the one in front of it has only three faces.

But Wen Xichun can be 100% sure that whether it is the sculpture of the face or the coloring of the clothes, it is definitely the statue enshrined in the home of the novelist.

Just? Why, one side is missing?

"The clues won't be placed in such a conspicuous place. There won't be any here." But Yao Jingrong, who has always been rigorous, said such a sentence inexplicably, and kept urging Wen Xichun to leave here.

Wen Xichun was puzzled: "You? What's the hurry? Here are your private photos?"

Yao Jingrong glanced at the three-faced god without a trace, and quickly withdrew his gaze: "I just think the first floor is too dangerous, and it's hard to guarantee that no one will come in."

Wen Xichun spread his hands, since? He has said so, what else can he refute.

It was only when I went up to the second floor that I realized that the structure here is exactly the same as that on the first floor, and even the location of the god statues is exactly the same.

Continuing to go up, the weird? Atmosphere finally permeates.

On the third floor, like the second and first floors, there are the same statues of gods and the same tributes.

"It took time and effort to build such a building, just to enshrine the same god statue on every floor?" Wen Xichun was stunned, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Yao Jingrong didn't speak, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

"Wait, it doesn't seem to be the exact same structure." Wen Xichun walked slowly to the three-faced god in the middle, and carefully looked at the tribute placed in front of the statue.

A heart-shaped? Misty lotus fruit.

"When I was on the first floor, I saw this fruit. Because of its special shape, I took a closer look. I want to ask, what is the original shape of this fruit? Like this? Is it..."

Yao Jingrong didn't answer, feeling upset and irritable.

"Since the variety of fruit is not of this shape, it means that it is the fruit of the first floor, but we have seen it on the second and third floors, so that means, we have never left the first floor from beginning to end."

Hearing this conclusion, Yao Jingrong also slowly calmed down when he heard this conclusion. He walked up to the Three-faced God, avoiding his eyes unnaturally, and took the misty lotus fruit casually, looking over and over again. Finally? Pinch the surface of the fruit to make a mark.

"Continue to go upstairs, if it is still? This fruit proves that we have never left here."

The two of them held flashlights and walked up the wooden stairs slowly. The stairs formed a circular shape, which was a little strange in this square building.

"Will someone? Build a circular staircase in the square building." Wen Xichun couldn't help asking.

Yao Jingrong didn't speak, but walked up the stairs indifferently.

Coming to the fourth floor, the familiar scene came into view again——

They walked quickly to the tribute, picked up the mist lotus fruit and looked at it:

The tiny pinch mark, which was an eyesore, occupied the attention of the two of them.

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances.

Now it was certain that they had indeed been on the first floor.

"Bada, Batta——" abruptly, the sound of dull and slow footsteps came from the door, which was very clear in the silent night.

"Someone?!" The two were startled, and immediately began to look around for a hiding place.

Looking around, the eyes of the two finally fell behind the huge three-faced god.

Even though he was unwilling? Yao Jingrong could only be dragged away by Wen Xichun.

The two of them hid behind the three-faced god, found a place to nest, and tried their best not to make a sound while holding their breath.

"Creak—" The wooden door was pushed open by someone, making an unpleasant sound.

Wen Xichun poked out half of his head quietly, and looked at who was coming.

A pitch-black figure, holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, slowly walked around the hall with his rag shoes.

It seems that the villagers who are on patrol at night are focusing on checking this ancient building. It seems that there are really hidden secrets hidden in it.

The two of them didn't dare to breathe, their eyes fixed on the inspector's feet.

"Boom", what hit the floor? Sound.

The mist lotus fruit fell on the floor and rolled away.

Wen Xichun's heart felt cold, and he quickly retracted his head.

But what is "desperate" is that the inspector obviously also heard the voice, was stunned for a while, then raised the kerosene lamp and walked slowly towards this.

Step by step, getting closer——

Until he came to the Three-faced God, the footsteps stopped abruptly.

Those feet were fixed in front of the statue, less than half a meter away from the two of them——