Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter 120 Six, Guest Room

Nangong Yu sent Yu Chigong to the downstairs of the pet hospital, opened the car window and said "Go up" and drove away. Yu Chigong waved goodbye to him with a smile, and then stood in the same place in a daze, watching him leave , He didn't rub his eyes until his car disappeared around the corner, and went upstairs with a depressed expression.

Nangong Yu hadn't driven very far, so he couldn't help but look in the rearview mirror, a bus came up behind him, blocking his view, and he couldn't see Yu Chigong anymore.He took a deep breath, worried whether Yu Chigong was standing there wiping tears like last time.He looked at the car behind and wanted to drive back, but after a second thought, he gave up the idea.At that time, Yu Chigong always pestered him because he was his elder brother. Now that his memory has recovered, he probably won't be nostalgic for him like before.

The car drove to the intersection, the red light.

Nangong Yu stopped the car and looked at the pedestrians and vehicles coming and going, with melancholy in her eyes. Judging from all the signs in the morning, Yu Chigong was not only no longer attached to him, but he was deliberately avoiding him and talking to him alone. When we are together, we also become less talkative.Nangong Yu couldn't figure it out, he wanted to love him like his elder brother, try his best to make up for the mistakes of his previous life, and arouse his belief in living, but now why did he and Yu Chigong develop to this level?Did he do something that frightened him?Or did he see the scar on his back?

Nangong Yu thought about it carefully, last night he was wearing pajamas when he slept, and he was afraid of any accidents at night. He hardly closed his eyes in the second half of the night, and kept staring at Yu Chigong until dawn. When he changed his clothes in the morning, he was facing He changed it, it is impossible for him to see his back, and even if he saw it, the current shape of the scar is just a darker complexion, not that scary, but why should he avoid him? ?

Could it be that she simply didn't like being with him?

Thinking of this possibility, and the possibility is very high, Nangongyu became more and more distressed, and when she finally drove back to Xiuxinyuan, her face was full of bad luck.

In the Xiuxin Hall, Lin Qingyuan was sitting in the living room resting with a big glass of ginger syrup, and Zhuo Zhuo was pacing on the phone, inviting people from the three major families to come. Nangongyu listened, as if there would be more people coming today.

He is not a clergyman, not even a local, and he doesn't know much about the customs here. The October Festival or something seems to have nothing to do with him, and he can't help much.So for him, the most important thing right now is to go to the studio to find some tools to pry open the door on the third floor and go in to see what's going on.

Walking into the studio, he saw the painting that was once hanging in the hall leaning against the wall. Because he covered the painting with a cloth that was the same color as the wallpaper, he didn't notice its existence for a long time. , I don’t know why today, but I suddenly noticed it.He opened it and saw that the double-headed snake on the screen was still dazzling and lifelike. When he saw the snake, he suddenly remembered that the altar of bone powder was still in the museum, so he quickly called and asked Teng Bin to express it to him. come over.

This time, Teng Bin readily agreed and did not say anything to save it for him forever.

Nangongyu put away her mobile phone, found a claw hammer, a pair of pliers, a screwdriver, a mask, and a bottle of lubricating oil from the toolbox, and carried these things up to the third floor.

There are a total of twelve rooms on the third floor, six on the south and six on the north, with a long corridor in the middle. The strange sound is the second room on the north.

Although the sun has risen at this moment, all the rooms are locked, and even the small windows above the doors are nailed tightly. The corridor is dark. Nangong Yu pressed the switch, and only a few lights came on. After a few clicks it went off again, so he had to go downstairs again to find a spare light bulb.

Nangongyu searched in the storage room, and found that the spare light bulb had been replaced in another bedroom, so he had to drive out to buy it. When he went out, he saw several people coming to the living room one after another.

When Zhuo Zhuo saw him coming down, he hurriedly greeted him, saying that there are a lot of people coming today, it might be a bit noisy, and I hope he can be accommodating and don't mind too much.

Nangong Yu nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and went out to buy light bulbs.

When Nangong Yu came back, the lobby on the first floor was bustling with more than 30 people. Zhuo Zhuo was assigning tasks to them with a loudspeaker he got from nowhere. In the crowd, he seemed to see that Zhuo Yuanxin had also come back. Yes, he was pulling an old man next to him and whispering something in a low voice.

When he passed the group of people with a bag of light bulbs, he felt that Zhuo Yuanxin seemed to have glanced at him, and there was a hint of vigilance in that look.

Delusion?

Nangongyu didn't care, she found a taller stool, carried the pile of light bulbs, and went up to the third floor.

After changing the light bulb, Nangong Yu pressed the switch, and the corridor was immediately brightly lit, and the doors on both sides were clearly visible.

Just like when he first came up, the doors on both sides were painted a uniform blood red, and the ground was covered with thick dust, and if the footsteps were a little heavy, a large cloud would be raised, making people cough.Nangongyu put on a mask and went to the second room to the north. The door handle of the room was broken, which was broken when he first came up. The carving on the door was not finished, only a rough outline was carved.Nangong Yu wiped the dust on the door and saw a line of strange words engraved on the door. He went downstairs to find a cloth and wiped it. The red color on the words fell off, and it glowed golden under the light.

Nangongyu wiped the entire door again, but did not find such characters again, but found a large circle of big round nails nailed densely around the door.

He dripped some lubricating oil on the nails one by one, and then picked up a claw hammer and began to pry them, but he didn't know whether the nails were driven too deep or the nails were too rusted.

"You can't pry like that." A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Nangong Yumeng turned around, and saw a man standing behind him, with his hands folded around his chest, a tall man with a straight line from head to toe, and there was no soft spot on his body. He stood in the corridor like A newly excavated stone statue was erected on the ground, as if touching his sharp edges and corners a little, a hole would be cut.

He doesn't look scary, and if you look closely, you can find that he is handsome, but his pale face, cold eyes, coupled with the oppressive atmosphere around him, always give people the illusion that he just crawled out of the grave.

"Excuse me?"

Nangongyu heaved a sigh of relief after seeing this person's face clearly. This person came to Xiuxinyuan yesterday, and he was the one who dragged him back when Zhuozhuo gave up his job, so now he still has some impressions of him.However, his sense of hearing was so keen that he didn't notice this person coming up. It's really not easy for people from the Shenji family.

"I'm Xiao Ziqi's elder brother, Xiao Ziyin." Xiao Ziyin simply explained his identity, walked slowly to the door of the guest room, reached out and wiped the big nails on the door, with a sneer on his face, "these nails are rare It is said that it has a history of thousands of years, this little oil is impermeable, even if it is soaked, I am afraid that this door will not be able to be opened so easily, and I advise you, it is best not to touch these rooms on the third floor."