Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

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In front of the Shen family's old house.

"Fuck, I suddenly remembered that there is no one in our house. Who does this house belong to now?"

"It stands to reason that all houses that no one inherits will be owned by the state." Zhang Kaiquan answered enthusiastically.

"Fuck, our house, why! Why... Then wouldn't it be illegal for us to go in?" Nalande hesitated, "But the most important question is, how do we get in?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Kaiquan thought with a pipe in his mouth, "Crossing the wall? No, too many people... digging holes? No, no, destroying public property... This lock looks very old, could it be your previous lock? Bar?"

Nalande walked in and took a look: "Hey, it's really the original lock!"

"Then why don't we go in now?"

"The problem is I don't have a key."

"...where are the keys?"

"I don't know, I always come here with my grandpa and grandpa, what kind of key do I get as a child..." Nalande suddenly had a golden light in his eyes, "Hey, Zhang, aren't you from the unlocking company?! "

Zhang Kaiquan slapped his forehead: "Hey, look at my memory. I've been doing it all day long and I've forgotten my old job. No way, I used to be the boss of our company. I usually don't need to do it myself in terms of technology. As time goes by... "

"Stop talking nonsense and get started. Didn't you see that female tourist over there has been pointing at me with a camera? You probably already recognize me." Nalande pressed on the brim of his baseball cap while urging, and couldn't help feeling secretly— —Mom’s trips have been secretly photographed by people, and I really understand the troubles of "there are so many people". This rebirth is really a golden spoon, wow ha ha ha ha...

"But no tools."

"Don't tell me sooner."

So the three of them went to the small store next door and bought a set of hardware equipment.By the way, I inquired about it, and the boss said that the nearby Shen's house had been vacant for many years, and the gate had been locked all the time, and no one had ever heard of it.However, he opened his hands and bent over the door for a long time, but the lock didn't budge.On the contrary, it attracted a lot of attention.

"...Old Zhang, can you do it?"

"I can do it, the boss can trust me to icandoit." Zhang Kaiquan wiped his sweat and continued to bend over to work.

"Well, why don't you be busy first, I'll go shopping first, then call me." Come on, it's so blatant, tourists are about to call the police.

She turned around and was about to leave, but was held back by Feng Xiao.He swallowed a pill without saying a word, then lowered his head and kissed Nalande while taking him into his arms, Narende felt his body lighten, as if he flew over the walls and over the mountains in just an instant.The next second Feng Xiao backed away, and he saw that they were already inside the courtyard gate.In the flowerbed, the dead stems are slanting, only the weeds are unwilling to turn yellow.

"Didn't I say—"

"I know."

Nalande stared at him with no temper, and waved his hand for a long time before saying, "All right, today you are credited for saving the siege. Don't be an example." He said that he was going to open the door to Zhang Quan from the inside.Feng Xiao snatched it back and dragged her to the main room that was the first to enter the yard.

"What are you doing?"

"Zhang Kaiquan is the owner of the lock-picking company, and he can't open an old copper lock, don't you think something is wrong?"

"What's wrong? You... suspect him?"

"It doesn't hurt to be cautious. Go in first, so as not to be watched outside. He will naturally catch up after opening the lock."

Although the house is old in my impression, it is not so dilapidated.Is it because I haven't been back for too long, and my memory has gone wrong?

It's no wonder that in the eyes of children, everything is good, even old things are full of fantasy.Looking at it now, the house is really too old, the wood is rotten, the lintel is broken, and the yard is overgrown with weeds.By the way, the steps and the door frame also looked low and cramped because of his growth.

It is said that when the Shen family was at its peak, the house covered an area of ​​more than 30 mu.Afterwards, the family separated many times and experienced the turmoil of the times. In the end, what was passed on to Shen Zhounan was only a courtyard with three entrances and half a garden.After liberation, the East and West Wings were set aside for the poor to live in.So now it looks like a yard slightly bigger than the neighbors.

However, the magnificent structure is still there, and the former glory can be seen.

The main hall hangs a plaque "Xiangxue Yingtang", with a mountain roof, seven steps and three raised characters and bucket arches, mottled oil paint colors can be seen on the rags, but the pattern has been obliterated to the point where it is probably the Eight Immortals and Buddhas, and there is a circle in front of the door. The lotus stone pillars, under the sun exposure, reflect the pearly light like broken jade.

Nalande was filled with emotion: "Do you know what this is called?"

Feng Xiao: "Could it be... called a 'house'?"

Nalande: "Wrong! It's called '沟'! 't——u——ao——hao'. The 'local tyrant' who defeated the local tyrant who divided the land was my ancestor. Go, go in and see my local tyrant grandfather." Leave me some clues—"

The door of the house was also locked, but the lock pin was already crumbling, and was split open by Feng Xiao's palm.As a result... the room was empty, only the air draft pushed by the open door made the dust in the air dance uncomfortably in the sunlight.

Nalande: "..."

Feng Xiao: "Then what shall we do next, my lord?"

"Didn't it mean that no one came? Who looted the furniture in my house?!" The upright four-piece chest of cupboards is also missing.These furniture are some years old. Although they are not considered antiques now, they will be in a few years.Who is so heartless!

"There are traces of dragging heavy objects on the ground, someone must have removed the furniture. But the dust is so thick, it is obviously not a recent thing." Feng Xiao looked around, and saw that the light on the only large incense table by the window was a bit uneven, After taking a closer look, he exclaimed, "My lord, there are words."

Nalande hurried over, only to see two crooked small characters carved on the table with a sharp tool, dust embedded in it, and even the corpses of tiny flying insects, which did not rot after many years.

But the problem is, the characters are too ugly to recognize.

Nalande lay on the table and looked left and right. After looking at it for a long time, he realized that it wasn't ugly characters, but not characters at all, but abstract stick figures.It seems to have drawn... two trees?

"What is this? There are two trees in front of my house, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree?" Nalande wondered, "Is it the cherry tree in Washington's house?"

Feng Xiao reacted for a while, but didn't realize it: "What do you mean?"

"Uneducated." Nalande took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the table, and then led the way to the bedroom in the inner courtyard.Without exception, every house was looted.Although I have the impression that there are no valuable antique collections in the old house, but still, the furniture itself is almost antique, and the oldest ones are probably hundreds of years old.The problem is that ordinary furniture from the Republic of China era is not worth much if you take it out, and the neighbors also said that they have never seen anyone come here, so it must not be Zhengfu behavior.Who the hell is that?What's the use of removing all the broken furniture?Are you an avid collector?Or, as An Dong said, is someone looking for something in this house?

So after Shen Zhounan and Nalan Chuke passed away, they secretly sneaked into the house?

What is worth the trouble of that person?The problem is, now it's not just a thing that's been lost, it's been looted.Did that person find what he was looking for?Or would you rather move three thousand by mistake?

"I suspect that the two trees just now were painted by a painter." Nalande said suddenly.

Feng Xiao laughed: "How can a painter be so bad..."

"I said my painter."

"..."

"He came back, it must be to remind me of something. But I can't say it clearly. Could it be that someone is watching him? Who? The creditor or the person who covets our treasures?"

"Maybe it's just practice."

"Fantasy, you said... two trees form a 'forest'. Could the two trees of the painter imply a person with the surname 'Lin'? Like Lin Ansen or something?"

Feng Xiao's brows suddenly sank inconspicuously, and in a blink of an eye she said calmly, "It makes sense. But what's the difference between writing the word 'Lin' directly? Wouldn't it be too obvious?"

"My painter's brain circuit is simple. When I was a child, I gave him sharp turns and never got it right. I can think of this as the limit."

Standing in the room where I used to live when I was a child, I was dreaming, when I suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the courtyard of the third entrance, as if the water in the water tank was shaken by the impact, making an imperceptible low sound wave.

The two were startled at the same time, Feng Xiao subconsciously raised her hand to protect Nalande, and whispered "There is someone".

"Maybe Zhang Kaiquan?" Nalande felt a little relieved when he saw his reaction.

"It came from behind." Feng Xiao shook her head with deep brows, "You wait here, I'll go and have a look." Without any explanation, she went around the screen and walked towards the back door.

"Hey——" Nalande called him out loudly, but after calling him, he didn't know what to say, so he said, "Be careful."

"Ah."