仵作daily [traveling]

The inside of the house is darker than the previous one. The middle window here is extremely high, and the height of the room is astonishing. A golden Buddha stands in front of the two of them. There is also a futon on the ground. From the blurred light outside the door, the golden tablet is shining prominently, and the materials used must be expensive. At this time, a cold wind blows from the other side, and a few snowflakes fly into the ancestral house.

It turned out that there was a small crack in the window, but neither of them noticed it because of the dark weather outside the window.

Du Si was taken aback, and hurriedly ran out of the room. When he came under the window, he saw an extra line of footprints on the ground. Among them, a few footprints under the middle window were extremely deep, and other messy marks extended to the corner. It must have been the owner of it. In a hurry, Du Si looked towards the middle window. With his height, if he wanted to climb that window, he would have to step on a bench and jump straight from the window. That man must be in pretty good shape.

"Young master!" Du Heng quickly caught up, and the two walked forward along the footprints.

Turning to the left is the wing room where servants live in the west, the footprints stopped abruptly in front of the house, Du Si saw a few scratches on the tiles on the wall, and he knew it.

The two walked back slowly. Du Si was full of rumors about Huaiqing, but he was not there on the day of the incident. , the parties must be found...and the watchman who found the body is the key to the case.

Just as Du Heng was thinking about Yun Chenghua, Du Heng's exclamation caught his attention.

"My lord, there is a big tree in the corner!"

Du Si hurriedly stepped forward, and saw a locust tree standing in the corner of the courtyard. Its strong and powerful branches supported a huge tree crown. It was the cold season, and the locust tree only had bare branches, and most of the branches grew out of the wall. It is magnificent, the front of the locust tree is white, and there are footprints appearing side by side about [-] feet away from it, but they turn abruptly to the right.

"The man climbed up the locust tree and then climbed out. Why did he bypass the wing room?" Du Heng asked suspiciously.

Du Si shook his head, and the two returned to the ancestral house. Before leaving, Du Si turned his head and looked at the locust tree again. It stood resolutely in the cold wind, its branches were covered with white snow, and snowflakes the size of catkins fell, caressing gently. Passing the branches of the locust tree, there is a sense of beauty for no reason.

An inexplicable impulse surged into his heart, and the cold wind scrambled into Du Si's lapel. He shivered. He suppressed the idea of ​​tearing open the locust tree, and followed Du Heng into the ancestral house.

The room was much warmer. Du Si walked into the altar. There were some tributes on it. There were three sticks of half-burned incense and a few candles on both sides. Du Si folded his hands together and bowed respectfully to the altar on the altar bow.

"Sorry for the offense, junior."

After finishing speaking, Du Si carefully approached the altar, leaned over to look at the few sticks of red wax.

Seeing this, Du Heng quickly knelt on the ground, closed his eyes and kowtowed, while whispering something in his mouth.

On the candlestick made of brass, there was a small puddle of cloudy liquid that had not condensed into wax. Du Si reached out to touch the candle, but felt a little warm. Du Si was thoughtful, and looked at the censer, but the light in the room was too weak, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Du Heng, do you have a fire book?"

Du Heng immediately took out the fire folder from his arms, lit the candle, and a small cluster of light instantly lit up the whole room, illuminating the Buddha statue above the spiritual seat very clearly.

Du Si held the censer with both hands, and saw that the inside of the censer was full of incense ash, almost overflowing, Du Si put the censer back to its original position, the incense candle trembled slightly, and the burnt incense ash fell on the censer, falling into a gray darkness .

The red wax was burning quietly, and the front of the altar was brightly lit. On the three well-made spiritual tablets, a row of red letters was extremely clear. There is a lifeless tablet in the middle, which is slightly ahead of the left and right tablets. Under the firelight, the surface of the solid wood tablet is shiny and flowing, and the scent of incense floats faintly in the air, which is very peaceful.

Du Si felt strange, he didn't know the habits of the owner of this house, and he placed a lifeless spirit tablet in front of the grandparents' spirit tablet, which dead person was he paying homage to?

Everyone in Yunzhai disappeared for no reason, Zhizhou's attitude was ambiguous, and today, there was another person in the house... All kinds of bizarre events made Du Si more determined to find the beater.

And even though someone offered incense to worship the spiritual seat, he couldn't be sure whether that man was Yun Chenghua. Without evidence, all conjectures could not be established.

Du Si bowed to the spirit seat again, and the two walked out of the ancestral house, the heavy snow outside the door was still there, Du Si and Du Heng left the Yunzhai, and soon disappeared at the corner of the street, watching Du Si go away with a pair of prying eyes in the dark, he With a movement of his body, he followed Du Si and left.

There was more snow, and the sky and the earth became the same color in an instant. At this time, the cold wind was so bitter that it made people feel like they were in an ice cellar. The number of passers-by on the street dropped suddenly. His hands and feet had started to heat up, so he pulled Du Heng up and walked into a restaurant by the street to avoid the snow.

The restaurant was overcrowded, many people stood shoulder to shoulder, and the waiter struggled to move forward. The people sitting on the benches were so crowded that they couldn’t lift their heads. Because there were too many people in the restaurant, the room quickly Then it warmed up. Facts have proved that where there are many people, gossip will definitely flourish. The strange news of the disappearance of Yun Chenghua's family was brought up by someone, and there was an uproar all of a sudden.

Du Si and Du Heng had already sneaked into Yunzhai, and now after hearing these remarks, the master and servant couldn't help but smile at each other.

At this time, someone glanced casually into the crowd and bumped into someone.

"Hey, Cheng Qian is here!"

Everyone looked at him one after another, only to see a middle-aged man with a stooped figure huddled in the crowd, and when someone found him, he immediately lowered his head.

"Hey, it's really Cheng Qian."

"Let's talk about what happened that night."

Although Cheng Qian resisted with both hands, he was pushed to the front by some people, and the owner of the restaurant also pricked up his ears. Everyone was very interested in Yun Chenghua's strange disappearance, and for a while, he didn't care about any rumors of ghosts killing him.

"This, this..." Cheng Qian stammered, and smiled for a long time, "It's not good to say it..."

"Yun Chenghua's family is gone, we are all worried." Several people booed among the crowd, "Don't fool everyone."

"yes…"

Cheng Qian's cheeks were flushed by the words, and he finally told the truth about that night.

But that was no different from the stories passed down by everyone, the only difference was that what Cheng Qian said was not certain, it seemed that he himself could not verify whether Yun Chenghua's family really disappeared.

Du Si didn't say a word, he watched and listened quietly with Du Heng.

"Cheng Qian, can't you tell me something new?"

"These words are all heard these days." Someone complained.

Cheng Qian thought about it, and shouted, "I heard the big yellow dog barking in Yunzhai. After Mr. Zhizhou passed, I saw the dog lying on the ground and wagging its tail at Mr. Zhizhou."

"You don't look at people, you look at what a dog does."

Others didn't take it seriously, and instead discussed the news that Yun Chenghua's family was haunted by ghosts.

"I really saw it, don't you believe it!" Cheng Qian shouted loudly, but no one paid any attention to him.

The snow outside the door was getting smaller, some people hurried out of the restaurant, Cheng Qian copied his hands, and left with the crowd, Du Si saw the opportunity, and followed Cheng Qian out of the restaurant.

Cheng Qian walked for an unknown number of ways, and finally stopped in a small courtyard. He opened the door and walked in. After a while, Du Si stepped forward to knock on the door before talking to Cheng Qian.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Qian looked Du Si up and down, "I have lived in Huaiqing for many years, and I have never seen you."

Du Si raised a smile and said kindly, "I'm from another place, and I have something to do with Yun Chenghua. I wanted to come here to rely on him to start a small business, but I didn't expect him to disappear. I'm a commoner, so I can't find him." Lord Zhizhou, I heard that Mr. Cheng is related to this case, so I wanted to ask you."

"That's it." Cheng Qian's face moved slightly, and he looked at Du Si with more sympathy, and invited him into the room.

Cheng Qian was an ordinary citizen, and his home was relatively simple. Du Si had just entered the gate when he saw a big yellow dog barking at him in the corner. Seeing Du Si staring at it, Cheng Qian was embarrassed to explain.

"This dog belongs to Yun Chenghua's family. I saw that no one was feeding it, so I took it home to take care of it for a while."

After several people entered the room, Cheng Qian got up and lit the fire. After a while, the temperature in the room increased sharply, and Du Si was finally able to free his hands without hiding them in his sleeves.

"Little brother, you came all the way, and it's freezing in Yunzhou right now, so I've wronged you." Cheng Qian immediately comforted him.

"I never thought that Brother Yun would have such a thing." Du Si looked sad.

"Yun Chenghua is an honest person. He treats his neighbors pretty well on weekdays, and he hasn't done anything harmful to nature. This good-natured person will disappear if he says he doesn't see him." Cheng Qian sighed, and continued, "Especially his wife, He is virtuous and diligent, and he is well-known in the street, what a pity."

Du thought of the memorial tablet in Yunzhai's ancestral house, and couldn't help but ask, "I've been coming to Huaiqing for many years, I wonder how Brother Yun is doing well in Yunzhou?"

Cheng Qian frowned, "Yun Chenghua had no father and no mother since he was a child, how can he live well? His business finally picked up a little bit, and he got a beautiful lady. Before he had a big fat boy, he disappeared without a trace. No trace."

"Is he having a bad day?"

Du Si was very surprised, the furnishing of Yun Chenghua's home was not as difficult as what Cheng Qian said.

At this time, the big yellow dog in the yard pulled its ears, huddled on the ground and looked at the white snow on the house, and the gray sky was reflected in its wet eyes.