ghost stories

The curtains were drawn in the room, and it was very dark. When Lu Yuan woke up, he couldn't tell what time it was.

He looked around at the furnishings in the room, and saw that this was Han Xu's house, and he was still here.He turned his head and saw Han Xu dozing off beside the bed.

Han Xu seemed to be in a deep sleep, but his brows were furrowed and his face was tired.Lu Yuan felt distressed, and stretched out his hand to touch Han Xu's face. Before he could touch it, Han Xu suddenly clasped his wrist with his hand, and then twisted it. The force was quite strong, and Lu Yuan was unprepared. "Ah" cried out.

"Are you awake?" Han Xu quickly let go of his hands and stood up when he heard his voice, "I fell asleep..."

"It's okay," Lu Yuan shook his hand. Han Xu was always dealing with mental tension because of this incident, which made him quite guilty, "Why don't you lie down and sleep for a while, how uncomfortable it is to sleep like this."

"I dare not sleep," Han Xu brought a glass of water and handed it to him, then touched his forehead again, "You have a high fever and your heart stops beating every three hours, how can I sleep?"

high fever?Lu Yuan propped himself up and sat up, his whole body was indeed sore, but what does heart stop mean?

"How long have I slept?"

Han Xu took out his phone and glanced at it: "Almost three days."

"what?"

"It's been almost three days since you fainted. Now it's afternoon, and it will be three days at night." Han Xu looked at him tiredly, but his tone was relaxed because he finally woke up.

Lu Yuan sat on the bed in a daze for a long time. He had very short memories, and all he could remember was the conversation with Qi Hongwen and his recollection of the accident when he was a child.

Lu Jie, or it should be said that it was Qi Hongwen, lost his body in order to save him, and then his soul lived in him.

But he couldn't figure out one thing. According to the information he had now, if his body was suitable, Qi Hongwen could occupy his body and make his soul disappear.

Now Qi Hongwen can stay in his body, which means that the body is suitable, but why has his soul not disappeared in the past 20 years? Su Mo can kill so many people just to find a suitable body, why is it in front of him? My body doesn't need it...

"I can ignore you, but I really... like to hear you call me brother..."

Qi Hongwen's words rang in his ears again. Lu Yuan admitted that when he was young, he relied on and trusted his elder brother even more than his parents. The real reason for the current situation was Qi Hongwen's ……Could not bear?

"What are you thinking?" Han Xu lay down beside him, resting his hands on his head and looking at him, "When you fainted, I thought the other one was going to come out."

"I saw him." Lu Yuan said.

"He? Is it another person in the body, who is it?"

"Qi Hongwen and Su Mo are brothers, but I feel that their relationship is very unusual. Su Mo just wanted him to come out..."

"Have you checked carefully where you live?" Han Xu interrupted him.

"I did some research. Brother Bang helped me. It turned out to be Qijiabao. It was flooded a long time ago and used as a reservoir, and it is still a reservoir now." Tell Han Xu about the flooded old house.

Han Xu was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "I also checked."

"I know, didn't you check it before?"

"I checked again later, do you want to listen? I checked much more comprehensively than idiot Peng." Han Xu clicked his tongue, "I want to check, there is nothing I can't find."

"I'm not telling you not to..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I've reached this point, do you still want me to get out of here?" Han Xu jumped off the bed, opened the cabinet door, climbed into the cabin inside and took out a stack of bound printing paper , throwing it on Lu Yuan, "Sometimes you are naive than me."

Lu Yuan flipped through it, and it turned out to be something like a county chronicle.

Qijiayuanzi was called Qijiabao before it was flooded, but it had been a deserted house for a long time. The fire burned everything that could be burned in this house, and even the stones were cracked.

When the Qi family was prosperous, there were one or two hundred people, not counting the relatives who were out of service in the surrounding area.

Qi Xiuheng is the last head of the Qi family.

When Lu Yuan saw Qi Xiuheng's name, his heart moved. Although he had already confirmed that Qi Xiuheng and Qijiabao were necessarily related, he did not expect that he was the head of the last generation of the Qi family.

Qi Xiuheng has seven wives, 17 sons and daughters in total, and the most favored is the eldest wife's son. Lu Yuan doesn't need to look at the name, but can only guess that this young master is Qi Hongwen.As for Su Mo, it was mentioned in this material that the seventh wife's son, the seventh young master whose name was not even recorded, was regarded as a monster by the Qi family.

Looking at these detailed descriptions, Lu Yuan became a little suspicious. He turned his head to ask Han Xu, but found that Han Xu was sleeping with his eyes closed. He sighed, let Han Xu sleep for a while, and ask when he wakes up.

"What?" Han Xu asked without opening his eyes.

"Did you not sleep?"

"Can't sleep, just squint for a while, what's wrong?"

"The whole family is dead, where did such a detailed content come from, is it credible?"

"This is also sorted out by others, and it will certainly not be completely in line with the facts, but it is based on the records of a person named Wu Hefeng, the housekeeper of the Qi family."

Lu Yuan flipped to the end, and there was indeed a reference record, Wu Changfeng.

Wu Changfeng has the habit of writing down the daily affairs of the Qi family, and this material is compiled based on the things he left behind.

"What about this person's original record?"

"The archives, I can't get it out," Han Xu frowned, "If you want to see it, I can get it."

"Forget it, no need, I have to fish you out if you are caught."

There is only one reason why such a material is placed in the archives and cannot be accessed, and that is what Wu Changfeng recorded later about the death of the Seventh Young Master.

The Seventh Young Master was burned to death, but the body was not found after his death. At the same time, there was also a record that made people doubt the authenticity of the record - the blood curse.

According to Wu Changfeng's records, the Seventh Young Master put a blood curse on a hundred or so members of the Qi family before "disappearing".

The powerful energy of this blood curse made everyone fall into endless fear.

The materials quoted Wu Changfeng's words at that time.

The bones are cold and the hair is standing on end, and the souls of the dead are frightened.

On the day the Seventh Young Master cast the blood curse, Qi Hongwen died of illness.In the next year, the Qi family fled desperately, and there was no one left, and those who escaped from the Qi family did not escape this disaster.

A year and a half later, Wu Changfeng died suddenly, and the story of the Qi family had no follow-up.

However, some bits and pieces of information were also collected in the materials, such as the rumor that Wu Changfeng's son did not die in this accident, but his whereabouts are unknown, and some people said that he saw the yin official taking away the wandering soul...

"There are still a lot of irrelevant things." Lu Yuan let out a sigh of relief after reading the material, "Now I can only know that Su Mo cast a blood curse on the members of the Qi family, so the Qi family died, only the housekeeper's son He may not be dead, but his whereabouts are unknown. The next thing is that Su Mo needs to find a suitable body for Qi Hongwen's soul... But what does this have to do with this pendant? Why does everyone seem to be interested in this pendant? The spirit bottle is so interesting..."

"Where did this bottle come from?" Han Xu asked.

"I don't know where it came from, but whose, I already know."

"Who?"

"Meng Fanyu."

"Him?" Han Xu sat up in surprise, "Is he also related to this matter?"

"Yes, and it seems that the relationship is not shallow, but he basically refused to tell me any more useful information."

"What about others?"

Lu Yuan was silent, what about people?Meng Fanyu, where have you been and what are you doing?The person who never left him alone has disappeared for many days now without a trace.

"He's missing."

Lu Yuan didn't know where the tired-looking Han Xu got his strength from, so he dragged him to wash his face carelessly, stuffed two biscuits, and got into the car.

"Do you have to go now? Don't you need to take a break?" Lu Yuan looked at Han Xu who was starting the car, and was a little worried about his physical condition.

"How are you?" Han Xu looked at the rearview mirror while reversing with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I'm fine, it's going to be fine..."

"That's fine."

Lu Yuan was a little helpless, Han Xu was like this, he couldn't wait even a minute for what he wanted to do.

"If there is something wrong with Meng Fanyu, the evidence will not be kept at home. I have the key to his house, and I can go in at any time."

"But you definitely wouldn't go through his things, would you?"

"Isn't that nonsense?"

"So it doesn't matter if he has any evidence and put it at home, isn't it?" Han Xu glanced at him, "There is no home, and there is an office. He refused to say, so we will find it ourselves. Anyway, he is gone now, maybe in the office." Which eighteen levels of hell are waiting for us to find clues to save him."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Just talking casually, why are you so nervous," Han Xu clicked his tongue, not hiding his dissatisfaction, "Why didn't I see you so nervous when I disappeared."

"How do you know I'm not nervous!" Lu Yuan looked at him, "It's not just nervous, you said you didn't know me when you came back, do you know how I feel? Open your mouth and say something without understanding anything."

Han Xu didn't say a word, pulled the handbrake abruptly, turned around and kissed Lu Yuan's shoulders hard: "If you say that, I will ruin my life because of this matter. It's worth it."

Lu Yuan was stunned for a long time, looked at Han Xu for a long time before saying: "Next time you make a surprise attack, be careful and I will beat you up."

Meng Fanyu's house was still the same. Lu Yuan knocked on the door. Normally, he would knock on the door. Meng Fanyu would answer and open the door.But today, without any sound, he sighed and took out the key to open the door. He still hoped to see Meng Fanyu sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand like before, and would smile when he saw him.

But the house was still the same as when he left, and there was no trace of him coming back.

"Where do we start?" Lu Yuan stood in the living room, "Also, what are we looking for?"

"I don't know," Han Xu replied quickly, "Start from the living room, search in all corners, no matter what it is, as long as it feels strange, such as notebooks, books, paper, medicines that have never been seen before, bottles, Anyway, don’t let go of anything.”

"Ok."

The two started a carpet-like search from the living room, under the sofa, coffee table, wine cabinet, and TV cabinet.Meng Fanyu's room was tidy, except for the wine cabinet, there were no other unnecessary decorations. The living room was quickly searched, and nothing suspicious was found.

"Bedroom." Han Xu went straight into the bedroom without pausing.

The bedroom is simpler than the living room, with a wardrobe and a bed.The two even lifted up the mattress, but still found nothing, but Lu Yuan found that Meng Fanyu's room was indeed ridiculously clean, there was not even a speck of dust under the mattress.

"Why is it so clean?" Lu Yuan said to himself, and reached out to touch the bed.

"That's right." Han Xu also bent down to study, and touched the edges with his fingers little by little.

"What are you looking for?"

"Secret space," Han Xu said without stopping, "He is on the first floor, and there may be everything."

Lu Yuan didn't speak, and began to grope carefully along the other side.

"Huh?" Han Xu frowned.

"how?"

Han Xu's fingers stopped near the bed, then moved, and pressed down: "Yes!"

Following his "Yes", the bed board made a "click", and the foot of the bed bounced, revealing a crack.