Epigenetic

When Zhu Weixing got off the bus, he could see from a distance that the previously empty red city was now surrounded by people from the inner three floors and the outer three floors.There were construction workers, security personnel, media reporters, and a curious crowd of onlookers who came to watch the news, and it was extremely lively.

Zhu Weixing took some effort to squeeze into the front row, but he was still blocked by the closed fence. He could only look up at the building. Maybe it was a daytime visit, or he had a mood for this place. With the changes in the world, the red city under the sun peels off its old color and gloom, and there is a kind of beauty of returning to the light.

Although it has a bad reputation, Zhu Weixing is not the only one who feels that it is a pity that it is going to be demolished. Many people found that this haunted building is not as scary as the rumors say, on the contrary, it is quite gorgeous and exquisite, and they all sighed with regret.

At this time, there was another commotion. It turned out that there were two black cars coming from a distance, as if some important person was here.

The security guards at the gate immediately lined up the crowd and waited in full force. After opening the gate to welcome people in, they immediately lowered the barriers to keep out the idlers.

Some people wondered who it was that just entered, and they heard the person near the gate say that just after the window was lowered, he caught a glimpse, and it should be the high-rise of Qianshan.

"Yan Liu came in person?"

"I don't know, but I seem to see a white-haired guy sitting in the back seat."

"Then it must be the ghost king. I heard that he supervised the whole process of this project, and took full responsibility for it, not even the Wuyun Hall."

"It's also strange. For such a big company like Qianshan, why does it attach so much importance to this place? Are the rumors on the Internet true?"

"What rumor?"

"It means that after the Hongguang Cemetery is built, it will be used by Yan Jinliang...uh...to bury their Yan family." He might have wanted to say that he wanted to bury Yan Jinliang himself, but the public preached that people can't live 36 in the end Not good, I changed my mouth temporarily.

But a few people heard it and smiled deeply, not knowing whether it was a joke or thought it made sense.

Zhu Weixing frowned.

"However, Miao Lan is so busy that no one can do it for himself, but for himself. He has been in Qianshan for the past few years, and he has only managed Wuyun Hall. He can't develop even if he becomes the leader of the funeral industry. For performance in other fields, gain more trust from the big boss."

"Uncle, do you regard the ghost king as Yan Jinliang's employee? Although his surname is not Yan, he is also considered to be half of the Yan family. He was brought up by Yan Liu's parents since he was a child. He and Yan Liu are brothers. A close relationship."

The one who spoke was a reporter with a microphone. Watching the supposedly responsible financial program, he knew more about those rich people than ordinary people, and his words were full of "you know what a fart" joke.

The two uncles who were watching the fun were not angry, instead they asked a lot of gossip.

"I don't know why Yan Jinliang's parents adopted him. I am not from the Yan family, but the relationship between Yan Liu and Miao Lan is definitely recognized. Yan Jinliang left the Yan family and did not contact the whole family. But not far away..."

"I don't know if Miao Lan is really psychic, but business is always a matter of fate and luck. I have interviewed so many people, Yan Liu and he are definitely like this..." He gave a thumbs up. "Ordinary people really can't afford it."

At this time, another news came out from the door. The reporter got the latest timetable, saying that the traffic control would close the road in two hours, and then the field would be cleared.

After Zhu Weixing heard this, he felt a little anxious, when his cell phone finally rang, and Liang Yongfu's voice came from the other end.

"Sorry, I'm not allowed to go to the scene today, so I can't take you in. You give the phone to the security, and I'll try to ask for you."

Zhu MSI followed suit immediately, and finally squeezed to the gate, but the two security guards refused after hearing this.

"No, there is no instruction, now I can only go out but not in."

Liang Yongfu smiled wryly at the other end: "I'm sorry, I can't help... But instead of looking for me, you can do it yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Weixing stared at the screen and hesitated for a moment, then sent a message to the other person.

Without waiting for 5 minutes, one of the black cars that just drove into the gate went and returned.The car door opened, and a man hurried towards him, it was Zhang Shen.

The suit and leather shoes still have that decent elite air, but the original alienation on his face has been completely replaced with respect, more like Zhu Weixing met him when he was the deputy manager of the planning department when he went to Yan's.

Under the surprised gazes of the security officers and onlookers, Zhang Shen carefully asked Zhu MSI to sit in the car.

Zhang Shen asked: "Mr. Lou... Is Mr. Zhu looking for someone? Do you need me to pass the news on your behalf?"

Zhu Weixing was still thinking about the scene when he met this person two times before, and his heart was complicated. Hearing this, he shook his head quickly: "I just want to come and see this place for the last time..."

Zhang Shen nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

The car turned a few turns and stopped in front of the tallest building.

After Zhu Weixing thanked Zhang Shen, he only said that he would leave after staying for a while and would not cause trouble to the other party, and then walked towards the tower clock alone without letting him follow.

Naturally, the elevator was useless, so Zhu Weixing could only climb up the stairs.He was accompanied the last time he came, so he didn't feel that the stairs were so steep and the road was so long. He took two rests along the way before finally reaching the destination.

This time, the door on the penultimate floor opened, but Zhu Weixing thought that there should be nothing in the building that was about to be blasted soon, but he didn't expect to walk in, and it was full of things.

Zhu MSI surprised.

This room is bigger and deeper than Zhu Weixing imagined. There are wooden cabinets lined up, and the boxes are laid out horizontally. It is indeed like a storage room, but the dark brown anti-peep glass and the dark red curtains everywhere make this place appear invisible. The rotten yin energy in the sky is inexplicably strange.

Looking at the statues, bone products, and some strange ritual devices that can be seen on the shelf, it is no wonder that Ma Qing, who strayed into this place at the beginning, was frightened out of his wits.

Zhu Weixing also felt more and more uncomfortable as he walked, especially when he found that there was an entire side of the wooden cabinet filled with replicas of his music boxes, Zhu Weixing was even more suspicious.

While contemplating, when he turned around a wooden cabinet, he bumped into a figure suddenly.

After being shocked, Zhu Weixing thought it was that for a moment, and then she fixed her eyes to find that the person in front of her was Miao Lan, who was covered in snow-white, red pupils like fire, and face as cold as water.

How did he come here?

Instead of choosing to calm down, this time Zhu Weixing couldn't help asking: "Is it you?"

Could it be that these people created this place and so many chilling things?What is the purpose this time?

Listening to Zhu Weixing's questioning, Miao Lan's five sense organs didn't respond. For a few seconds, he was like a dummy, just like all the decorations in this room.

It wasn't until Zhu Weixing asked "why" again that his light red eyes rolled slightly, and he replied, "You might as well look again."

Zhu Weixing didn't understand for a while, but he still listened to Miao Lan's words, looked around in the wooden cabinet again, and gradually realized something was wrong.

In addition to the music box in the cabinet, he found several familiar objects.For example, the set of blue and white porcelain cups in the winter sun, he seemed to have seen it on his uncle's desk when he was a child, and the Renaissance oil painting on the wall seemed to have been hung on the wall of his brother's room, but these are not genuine, they are all It's just a replica.

If Yan Jinliang or Miao Lan arranged such a room, they should only want their own personal belongings. Why would the things of other people in the Lou family appear here?And when it comes to blasting, they are all abandoned?

Zhu Weixing: "You didn't let it go, who is it?"

By the way, he was another person who gave the music box to Yan's family, and when he bought a new flute, the boss mentioned that the person who came to reproduce the collection every year was also surnamed Yan.

He was the one who bought the red light, he was the one who reproduced the music box, and he was the one who made some ghosts here.

Yan Yaozheng...

No, not only him, uncle's things, brother's things, after a long time, Yan Yaozheng is not so farsighted, so there are other Yan family members.

But why would they do this?What can this achieve?

Suddenly a few words came to Zhu Weixing's mind, he couldn't help being startled, and murmured: "Spiritual transfer..."

At the same time, a helpless voice flashed in his mind.

"Hey, Ling Lan, although our Lou family is smart and capable, we don't know why we don't always feel comfortable. I'm like this, Mingjue is like this, and Mingyue is like this. I hope that after my little nephew is born, he can live a life of worry-free and healthy life. Healthy and healthy, so I won't be surnamed Lou, how about your surname, I hope the He family can give him a lot of blessings and protect him from worries..."

Thinking of this, Zhu Weixing's originally indifferent face turned pale, and he asked in disbelief: "When did it start? When did the Yan family start?"

Miao Lan said: "Then you have to ask Yan Zhenye."

The grandpa of Yan Jinliang, the head of the Yan family?He has passed away for many years, did it start when he was still alive?

The decline of the Lou family?Even my brother's death...was also due to this crooked way? !

"Really, really?"

Zhu Weixing looked at Miao Lan in astonishment, and for the first time showed real fear on his face. He was afraid to ask for confirmation, but he didn't dare to listen to the real answer.

Miao Lan looked at Zhu Weixing, and looked downstairs calmly. After a long time, a trace of disdain finally appeared on her face that had not been emotional.

He said: "How effective are the low-level tricks and tricks. You think highly of them, but as long as you do it... you will be punished."

Zhu Weixing really wanted to believe Miao Lan's words, but he still had doubts in his heart. He even felt weak for a moment, and he insisted on standing where he was by straightening his back.

"Retribution... so they are all dead?" Zhu Weixing asked tremblingly.

Miao Lan said, "Yes."

Zhu Weixing seems to be talking to himself: "Since you believe in the cause and effect of good and evil, so... you won't help him do bad things, right?"

Miao Lan remained silent.

Zhu Weixing raised her voice and asked, "Is that right?"

Miao Lan asked: "What do you think is a bad thing? Self-assessment is a bad thing? Or is it a bad thing to seek wealth and kill one's life? If you mean the latter, then, no."

Zhu Weixing opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to get further assurance from Miao Lan.

Miao Lan said coldly in his expression: "Finding a suitable body requires the consent of the original owner before it is called soul possession, otherwise it can only be called seizing the house. It takes a year for the soul possessor to fuse with the new body. If it goes well, from then on, life, old age, sickness and death are no different from living people. However, the person who seized the body will never be regarded as a real living person, and needs to be supported by other living energy, otherwise, the new body will rot, and it is no different from a dead person. Which do you think looks like a dead person, you or Yan Jinliang?"

The implication of Miao Lan's words is that the three bodies that passed through the two of them were all voluntary.

Meng Ji and Jiang Yi may be possible, but Zhu Liangliang...why would he be willing?

Zhu Weixing still felt that something was wrong, and just about to ask, the radio sounded outside.

The security officer notified the clearance control that Hongguang Town is about to be blasted.