I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Xie Wuyi put down his chopsticks and said, "They are all drugged."

Ji Qinglin asked: "Poison or..."

Xie Wuyi said: "Drug."

Ji Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief, the drug was fine, at least it just made people faint, and there was still a glimmer of life if they were not directly poisoned to death.

Behind this open space is the main hall, and behind the main hall is the courtyard. The bedroom in the middle of the courtyard should be the master bedroom, and there are many side rooms around, all of which have their doors wide open.

The two looked around the courtyard and found nothing unusual, so they went directly to the master bedroom.

After entering the house, there is no longer the moonlight to help, only the lantern in Ji Qinglin's hand still shimmering, which suddenly dimmed a lot.

Xie Wuyi raised his hand and pulled out the sword from his waist, only to see that the sword body was covered with snow-white fluorescent light, which was actually brighter than the lantern.

Ji Qinglin was surprised: "What is this sword made of?"

Xie Wuyi said, "South Sea Shark Bone."

Ji Qinglin took it from Xie Wuyi's hand, and when he got closer, he saw that the sides of the blade were neatly lined with small barbs, as dense as fish bones, but the surface of the sword was polished as smooth as a mirror. Engraved with two symbols that look like words.

Ji Qinglin failed to understand the symbol, so he simply turned it over, and saw similar symbols engraved on the back, but in two neat rows.

"These are... words?" Ji Qinglin asked curiously.

Xie Wuyi nodded and said, "Yu Wen."

Ji Qinglin was stunned: "Yuwen?"

Knowing his misunderstanding, Xie Wuyi said, "Anyu and Harmony Yu used to be an ancient country on the coast of the South China Sea, and the current land of Yu is its original territory."

"Oh," Ji Qinglin nodded, and asked again, "Then what are these engraved?"

Xie Wuyi said: "The two characters on the front are the name of the sword 'Qing'a', and the reverse side is 'Action and stop from the original intention, nothing outside moves'."

Ji Qinglin murmured twice, and said pleasantly: "These two sentences explain your name?"

Xie Wuyi nodded, took the sword back from Ji Qinglin's hand, walked around the room, found two candlesticks, lit the extinguished candles on the candlesticks with the candle in the lantern, and the room was brightened immediately stand up.

Looking around the room, Ji Qinglin's eyes immediately fixed on the two cradles not far from the couch.

The two went to the cradle and saw that there was only a thin blanket left in the cradle, but there was no sign of the baby.

An exquisitely crafted rattle drum hangs above each of the two cradles. There are also many colorful cotton threads hanging from the drum. There are paper-folded cranes and squirrels, swimming fish and flying birds. The craftsmanship of the people is very rough.

Ji Qinglin stretched out his hand to brush over the origami paper, suddenly remembered what Brother Zhong said earlier, turned his head to look at Xie Wuyi and asked, "Are the symptoms of the two babies related to memory?"

Xie Wuyi nodded and said: "People who store their memories with fish tails are like this before they get their memories back."

Ji Qinglin quickly understood the reason for this. Just as Yinluo said at the time, what the fish tail stores memory is a whole piece of "white cloth" used to write memories. There is no white cloth in the body, and there is no place to write new memories, so the baby naturally behaves dull and stupid, different from ordinary people.

After a while, Xie Wuyi said softly, "Come and see here."

As Ji Qinglin walked over, his unwavering eyes fell on the open cabinet in front of him, and he looked into the cabinet, only to see that the cabinet was full of all kinds of rare treasures, gold, silver and jade, of immeasurable value.

Ji Qinglin immediately understood Wuyi's meaning, and said: "No matter who did what happened last night, they didn't take gold, silver and jewels, probably not for money, and what they put in the food and drink was drugs rather than poison, and it seems that it wasn't for the sake of money. kill."

Speaking of this, Ji Qinglin himself got stuck for a while, wondering: "Tsk, that's strange, neither seeking money nor killing, so why?"

Xie Wuyi was also thinking about this question, but didn't have a clue for a while.

At this moment, the bed curtain not far away suddenly shook, and there was a soft sound from under the bed. When the needle could be heard, the soft sound sounded very clear.

Ji Qinglin suddenly turned his head to look at the bed, Xie Wuyi quickly stepped forward and pulled him behind him, then walked towards the bed.

The bottom of the bed was firmly covered by the hanging sheet, Xie Wuyi put one hand on the hilt of the sword, and slowly stretched the other hand towards the sheet, pinched it and lifted it up suddenly.

"Ah!" A piercing scream came out, and a person crawled out from under the bed, bumping into Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin's figure became unsteady, and he and the man both fell to the ground.

The man waved his hands wildly in the air, moved his buttocks and hid back, and shouted in panic: "Don't grab me! Don't grab me! Don't grab me!"

Ji Qinglin was startled, the voice sounded very immature, this person... is actually a child?

Seeing that the back of his head was about to hit the edge of the bed, Ji Qinglin quickly reached out and grabbed his arm to prevent him from retreating, and said repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are not bad people!"

As if the child had never heard of it, he twisted the arm held by Ji Qinglin, shook his head with the other hand and said, "Don't catch me...don't catch me!"

"Okay, okay, don't grab you, don't grab you, I let go, don't you back up, okay? If you back up, you will bump your head." Ji Qinglin comforted.

The child finally reacted a bit. Although he still held his head with his eyes closed, he stopped struggling and nodded his head twice while panting heavily.

Ji Qinglin slowly let go of his hand, the child immediately withdrew his hand, folded his arms in front of his eyes, raised his head shyly, glanced at the two of them cautiously, and asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you... "

When Ji Qinglin heard this, it was really difficult to explain the problem, so he simply repeated what he said to the shopkeeper, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, we are from the government, someone reported that something happened in this village, we He's here to investigate."

As soon as the child heard the word "official government", his complexion improved a bit, and he nodded slowly.

Ji Qinglin smiled slightly, tilted his head and asked, "What's your name? Is this your home?"

This child was hiding in the master bedroom of the villa, and his age seemed to match the eldest son of the owner that Brother Zhong said, so maybe it was him.

Unexpectedly, the child didn't answer Ji Qinglin's question, but hugged his knees and looked at him, timidly said: "You... can you take me out of here first?"

He raised his eyes and looked around the room, huddled there like a frightened deer, blinked and said, "I... I'm a little scared."

At this moment, a series of "gurgling" sounds came from the child's belly.

Ji Qinglin thought that he might have been hiding under this bed for a day and a night in fear, without eating, drinking or sleeping, so it was pitiful, so he nodded and said: "Okay, let's take you down the mountain to eat something first, and then have a good sleep. Get some rest and talk about something else, okay?"

The child nodded repeatedly as if he was saved, his eyes were full of gratitude.

Ji Qinglin smiled at him, stood up on his knees and stretched out his hand, "Let's go?"

The child raised his hand to Ji Qinglin, and the three of them turned and walked towards the door. Just as they reached the door, the child suddenly stopped and said, "Brother, wait a moment."

As he spoke, he let go of his hands and turned around and ran to the pair of cradles, untied a thread from them, and what was tied to the thread was one of those origami, which looked like a squirrel.

Holding the paper squirrel, he ran back to Ji Qinglin. Ji Qinglin took him again, and asked curiously as he led him out, "Why did you bring it?"

The child looked down at the paper squirrel in his hand, and explained earnestly: "I folded this squirrel to amuse my younger brothers and sisters. It hangs in front of their eyes every day, and they can see it when they open and close their eyes. Now they have been captured by the bad guys." , I must be very scared, I thought, if I can find them after going down the mountain, maybe they will not be so scared when they see something they are familiar with."

Ji Qinglin and Xie Wuyi looked at each other, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident, they both knew that the two babies couldn't remember anything about people, let alone a paper squirrel, even a living person, they wouldn't have the so-called familiarity feel.

Ji Qinglin's heart was a little moved, this child himself is still young, but he loves his younger siblings very much, even if there is a sudden change in the family, he is quite shocked, but he is still thinking about how to comfort his younger siblings in the future, it is really pitiful.

Thinking about it, Ji Qinglin clenched his hand, tried to force a smile and said: "Yes, when we find them, they will be very happy to see this squirrel."

The child raised his face, squinted his eyes and smiled, and nodded heavily.

Ji Qinglin originally thought that leaving the village would be much faster than entering the village. After all, the terrain in the village is already familiar, so there is no need to choose a path.But I don't know if it's because the child has been hiding under the bed for too long and is cold and hungry, his footsteps are very erratic, and the flat road also feels like stepping on a swamp.

When they got to the stone steps, Ji Qinglin even felt his body trembling obviously. Looking down, he saw that the child was indeed pale, sleepy and haggard, but he still tried his best to open his eyes wide. On the road, follow the two of them step by step.

Ji Qinglin stopped, bent over to look at him and smiled, "Are you too tired? Can I carry you on my back?"

The child was taken aback for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said, "Brother, you don't need it, I can go by myself."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you are so small, it doesn't take much effort to memorize it," Ji Qinglin was afraid that he would refuse, so he said again, "Don't be brave, we can go down the mountain faster if I carry you on my back. It's cold, I'm about to catch a cold."

The child was speechless for a moment, opened his mouth but said nothing.

Ji Qinglin smiled, and handed the lantern in front of Xie Wuyi, but Xie Wuyi didn't take it, lowered his head and put the bone sword back into his waist, saying, "I'll do it."

He walked down a flight of stairs, bent over and carried the child behind his back.

The child leaned on Xie Wuyi's shoulder, and said obediently, "Thank you brother."

Xie Wuyi nodded slightly, and walked down the mountain with Ji Qinglin holding a lamp beside him, he just felt that the mountain road was not as gloomy as it seemed when he came here.