Interstellar Feng Shui Master

Qiu Miao: It's embarrassing to be locked out of the "door"

Seeing that it was getting late, Gu Wenye saw that it was already around seven or eight in the evening when the two of them arrived at Mrs. Basting's old house, and walked around the house again, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when they came out, so he wanted to call Make a phone call to book a hotel for one night, and recharge your batteries the next day before continuing to investigate.

— After all, he saw how Qiu Yanping was dozing off in the afternoon, and he could do without closing his eyes for several nights, but Qiu Yanping looked like a pampered person, plus he was a little motion sick during the day, Gu Wenye felt that Qiu Yanping needed to rest.

Qiu Yanping blocked the way, "It's dark and windy at night when you are doing business. What hotel are you staying in?" He laughed and said, "Is it possible that General Gu doesn't even have this experience?"

Gu Wenye didn't expect Qiu Yanping to be the one who said this, he felt a little amused, and asked, "Mr. Qiu isn't sleepy?"

"What time is it now? Elderly people go to bed so early." After Qiu Yanping finished speaking, he looked at the time, and it was only ten o'clock. He smacked his lips in surprise, "General Gu's life and rest... so regular." He coughed lightly With a sound, he temporarily changed another rhetoric. Thinking of the quick talk earlier, he laughed and pretended not to say anything.

Gu Wenye choked, and being considerate as an old man, he could only say, "Where is Mr. Qiu going now?"

"Back to that house in the suburbs, now I can confirm that there is indeed something tricky under that house." Qiu Yanping said.

The two of them stopped a few hundred meters away from the house. They got out of the car and approached quietly. During the day, the series of sheep that seemed to be dying were still fresh in their memory. Qiu Yanping didn't want to startle the snake because of those sheep.

There was no light in the house, and Mrs. Basting had probably gone to bed.

It was still Gu Wenye who repeated his old tricks, cutting off the electric wires and alarm wires without leaving a trace, and the two of them sneaked into the dark room.

Qiu Yanping indeed judged that there was a yin house built under this house, but when he searched for the entrance of the yin house according to the saying in the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams that "the Yin enters the Gen Fang", he couldn't find the entrance.

Qiu Yanping wondered in his heart, according to his calculation, the private house should be built below this, and the kitchen should be directly above the access point when the private house was built, but he couldn't find any trace of moving it here.

Gu Wenye said, "According to Mr. Qiu, the yin house was built under this house, so if you look at the traces of these changing wall lines, you may be able to find the entrance?" He knelt down and looked along those traces, " Is it a balcony?" He asked softly.

Qiu Yanping let out a low "hey", walked towards the balcony, lowered his throat and said in a low voice, "But I figured it shouldn't be..."

Gu Wenye had already walked to the balcony. He looked around for a while, and his eyes locked on a wall with a special sunken mark. He groped around the mark with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "It's a mechanism, there is no corresponding The keys are hard to open and I'm not very good at unlocking them."

Qiu Yanping frowned, and he took a closer look. The shape of the imprint was very similar to that of the necklace pendant on Mrs. Basting's neck. He touched his chin and said, "It seems that Mrs. Basting is indeed hiding something here. What a secret."

With the necklace on Mrs. Basting's body, the underground can be opened, which does not seem to be too difficult for the two who have already stayed in Mrs. Basting's house.

But what neither Qiu Yanping nor Gu Wenye expected was that Mrs. Basting was not in this room at all.

The two of them walked around the house, searched all the rooms, and finally determined that Mrs. Basting was not in this house—unless she was staying in the vampire below at this moment.

"Where did she go?" Qiu Yanping wondered, shouldn't she just stay in the house peacefully and wait for them to send the pair of clay dolls?

"When the clay doll is sent, she can easily destroy it. What else do you need her to do?" Qiu Yanping was thinking. He had too little information about Mrs. Basting, so he couldn't calculate Mrs. Basting's whereabouts at all. Even a clever woman can hardly cook without rice.

When Gu Wenye heard what Qiu Yanping said, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "If the clay dolls are destroyed, those two young people will lose their souls. What if the bodies of those two young people are destroyed...? You think they Their souls are sealed in clay dolls, so where are their bodies?"

Qiu Yanping paused, and said slowly, "The body will not change due to time, and it will usually be sealed up by the caster. When the time coincides, the dead will be resurrected. But if the body is destroyed, it will be the same as a clay doll." It doesn't make a difference that it's destroyed."

"No one knows the whereabouts of Mrs. Basting's two children until now. They should be hidden by Mrs. Basting..." Qiu Yanping said, pursing his lips, but he also understood that this does not mean Mrs. Basting I can't find it all the time, whether it is a person or a corpse, it will never disappear out of thin air for no reason, and it will always leave traces.

"If the bodies of those two children are found by Mrs. Basting, it will be dangerous." Gu Wenye frowned, and as he spoke, he saw Qiu Yanping suddenly squat down and look at a place with his head tilted.

Gu Wenye's heart skipped a beat, seeing Qiu Yanping's strange behavior, he asked, "Mr. Qiu?"

"Is there spark there?" Qiu Yanping said while standing up and striding over there.

Gu Wenye glanced in the direction Qiu Yanping said. Near a metal basin, there was a pile of things that looked like a pile of gray-black rags at night. He lowered his body and looked sideways like Qiu Yanping. Qiu Yanping had already gone to tinker with it. That pile of things is gone, indeed, small flames can still be seen sporadically.

He stood up abruptly, walked over quickly, Qiu Yanping patted off the ash on it, and said, "Unburnt paper." He narrowed his eyes to identify the content on the paper, it seemed like an address, the specific way The number has been burned clean, only to see a district name and a farm with a half name.

"Look up where this is." Qiu Yanping said, Gu Wenye had already turned on his optical brain to search.

Qiu Yanping glanced at the open and ventilated balcony. The paper might have been burnt well in the basin at first, and it might have been burnt out after a while in the smoldering fire. However, because of their entry, the balcony passed through the wind and blown the thin paper to pieces. The paper rolled out.

"Isn't all the information transmitted by the optical brain now? Why do you need to send messages so hard?" Qiu Yanping was a little puzzled. Even Old Antique, who has received information from the optical brain several times now, can operate it. It is reasonable that Mrs. Basting still uses paper to deliver messages.

While excluding irrelevant information and narrowing the scope of the search, Gu Wenye said, "If this address is really the place where the bodies of the two children are hidden, then Mrs. Basting's letter on paper is the right choice." He explained. Dao, "The optical brain will leave traces of browsing, and the interstellar police have the right to track it down. On the contrary, paper is a tool that has gradually faded out of sight, and it is not easy to be noticed, especially Mrs. Bath Court has burned these papers. , if it wasn't for us coming in and a coincidence, no one would have discovered it."

Qiu Yanping said "Oh", he wanted to say that there were more secret methods in their era. Even if the paper was laid out in front of them, few people would be able to see what was on the paper, but think about it. He still kept his mouth shut, so as not to be questioned by Gu Wenye.

"I found it." Gu Wenye zoomed in on the information on his brain, "It's the farm under the name of Mrs. Basting..." He was a little hesitant. If Mrs. Basting wanted to hide the bodies of the two children, how could she hide them? In Mrs Bastion's estate?Are you planning to play reverse psychology?This is too risky.

"Go and have a look first." Qiu Yanping said.

The two of them didn't have much confidence in their hearts. They had already wasted a lot of time in this house. Although Mrs. Basting hadn't been away for a long time judging by the degree of burning of the papers, after all, they left behind a lot. If The bodies of those two children are really stored in the farm over there. I am afraid that even if they rushed over, Mrs. Basting should have succeeded.

Mrs. Basting was indeed on the farm. She looked at the farm with mixed feelings. It was the place where they had spent their whole childhood. It was their father's farm. With all their savings, they had to sell this farm. She has always been reluctant to part with it, but she never thought that her sister would quietly buy this farm a few years ago and put the ownership under her name. Unaware.

The paper letter sent clearly marked the time when Mrs. Basting bought the farm. At that time, before the terrible accident happened, her birthday would be three months later. Mrs. Basting Knowing each other, this farm should have been her birthday present.But the accident made them have no time to worry about their birthdays.

Mrs. Basting walked into the only house with an attic on the farm. They had spent eight years in this house. She still remembered the attic upstairs, which was only half the height of an adult. The small lamp in the room can't illuminate the attic at all, and the place in the deep part of the attic that cannot be illuminated is like a big black mouth, ready to swallow her up at any time.

She walked slowly to the attic, which was not only the place she feared the most in her childhood, but also the warmest place in her memory.