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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 there was a little hesitation in her speech, it seemed like she hadn'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 out, "Can I find one?" Would you like to see it?"

Before Xia Qing could answer, Zheng Jing had already walked to the bookshelf, and she was stunned by the title of the book she glanced at. "Book of Changes" is well, I have heard of it, but those "Ghosts in the World", "Five Elements Mysterious Technique", "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 the feeling that she could not hold on any longer, Zheng Jing moved her eyes again, and finally found a "Legend of Maoshan" that she seemed to be able to read, a novel about Maoshan Taoist priests? 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?" After all, he came from a traveling background, and Zheng Jing keenly grasped this detail.

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

... Can novels be more boring than the previous ones? Of course, Zheng Jing was just slandering her. She said "it's okay" and sat down with a book 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 Mao Shan Biography, which seemed a bit weird but had a bizarre plot, when she heard Xia Qing get 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's cold, the remote control of the air conditioner is on the bed, or you can take a shower and look on the bed. The change of clothes in the bathroom is ready. It's never been used." She said, pointing to the bathroom.

"..." Zheng Jing listened to Xia Qing talking one by one, she thought everything was taken care of, somehow she felt her face was a little hot, she hurriedly lowered her head and nodded, "Well, you go, I see. "

This man, do you know where I mean?

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, there shouldn't be any problems with Xia Qing, 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 similar, so which one is the bathroom? Zheng Jing, who didn't listen carefully to the owner'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 boldly strode towards one of the rooms, and reached for the doorknob.

Chapter 68

boom----!

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.

It seems to be the wall where the window is? 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 pitch black outside the window, unlike ordinary residential areas where there were street lights outside the house, except for a few dim lights hanging on the wooden porch that seemed to be some distance away. Outside the lantern, nothing could 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.

Of course the poor officer Zheng 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.