After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

When receiving Yan Shixun's call, the official person in charge was at a loss for a rare moment.

The master who had been famous for a long time actually died in the fire escape of the hotel, and the scene was extremely tragic.

What is this supposed to be?

Ghost murder, or a normal criminal case?

The person in charge of the official looked at the mobile phone that had been hung up, and for a moment fell into hesitation whether to transfer this matter to the Binhai City official.

But soon, the photos and descriptions sent by Yan Shixun dispelled his idea.

In the photo, the death of the master is miserable, and the whole space is full of blood and minced flesh.The tragedy of the scene has exceeded the scope of normal criminal cases.

And what was sent later was Yan Shixun's brief account of his discovery.

Yan Shixun: [The blood on the ceiling was spread evenly, it was not formed by normal splashing, and the height was more than four meters to nearly five meters, which is not a height that normal people can stand on. The possibility of the murderer being human is basically ruled out.There is a note in the master's pocket, with some handwritten information on it, and Chi Yan's contact information, maybe his death is related to what Chi Yan said to him, Chi Yan is probably one of his recent clients . ]

Ghost murder?

The official person in charge was stunned.

He knew the name of this master. Although he was not from a Taoist temple like Haiyun Temple, he was not a charlatan either.He is the guest of many dignitaries in Binhai City, and he still has some strength.

But such a master was killed so easily?If this is the case, how strong is the murderous ghost?

But now there is good news.

Maybe the evil ghost didn't want the master's body to be discovered too soon, so he did it in the deserted fire escape stairs. The program crew and the crew's shots have never been filmed here, and only a few people know the specific situation for the time being. .

This means that this time he can at least breathe a sigh of relief for the issue of public opinion.

The official person in charge immediately sent a message back to Yan Shixun: [Okay, I will lead people to rush there.But what did Mr. Yan say about the note in the master's pocket?Can you send it over? ]

But after the message was sent, it was always displayed as unread, and Yan Shixun did not respond for a long time.

Yan Shixun didn't reply until the official person in charge had counted the team members and was about to leave for the hotel where the incident happened.

But only four words——

[Careful overhead. ]

No photos, no other explanation.

After the news was sent, no matter how the official person in charge asked, Yan Shixun did not give any response. Even the phone calls that he made were still unanswered, and the busy tone reached the point where he automatically hung up.

After cooperating several times, the person in charge of the official still knows Yan Shixun well, and knows that Yan Shixun is a person who is extremely cautious and vigilant compared to people in other circles.Since Yan Shixun chose to report this matter to the authorities, he shouldn't have been refusing to answer calls from the authorities, and there was no response.

Based on the official person in charge's understanding of Yan Shixun, he should wait for him to give more intelligence and information that will help restore the truth. After all, Yan Shixun is also a responsible person.

But, nothing.

It was like the other end of the phone was caught in a fog.

Unless...something happened to Yan Shixun that made him unable to respond to outside inquiries, the only information he could convey was the last four words.

Be careful with the top of your head.

The official person in charge felt a chill run down his spine, he shivered, subconsciously looked up at the ceiling of the office, and only dared to loosen his stiff muscles after seeing nothing.

He didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately took the people from the special incident handling department and stepped on the gas pedal to the concession area.

However, the traffic situation in Binhai City is really not satisfactory, especially now that the evening commute from work has just started. Soon after the official motorcade merges into the avenue, it is like gravel thrown into the sea. arrived.

This is so anxious that the official person in charge can't wait to grow wings and fly over the huge traffic flow.

What made him even more impatient was the constant ringing of the phone.

Maybe it was something to be afraid of. The official person in charge was thankful that no one could understand the horror of the master's death, but in the blink of an eye, there was a problem with the live broadcast of the program group.

"You can see it on the social platform now, and the accounts and labels related to the entire program group are all discussing this."

The background sound from the office of the public opinion group was also transmitted through the phone with the official person in charge. The ringing of the phone one after another and the continuous answering and comforting voice made people feel nervous and irritable involuntarily.

"But we can't get in touch with the people in the program group, director Zhang Wubing, Mr. Yan, and Mr. Lu sent by Haiyun Temple. Their calls have not been connected. Not only that, we originally wanted to contact the program The crew of "Binhai Nocturne" who got together asked the program crew about their situation, but we couldn't even get in touch with the crew."

"It's like they're all blocked."

The public opinion group is still working hard to guide the direction of public opinion on social platforms, but this time the situation is different from every time before.

The picture in the live broadcast became very strange.

Obviously, the scene under the camera before showed that everyone in the program group was in the penthouse suite of the hotel, but at a certain point in time, the live broadcast suddenly went black.

When it was turned on again, the audience was shocked to find that the picture had changed to the old Binhai painting style of a hundred years ago.

Old alleys, dim street lights, a few dogs barking from a distance, and the doors of every house are closed. On the street that is still wet after the rain, the breadstones glow under the dim light.

Fog enveloped the entire picture, making all the scenes blurred, as if trapped in a fog.

The sound of unhurried knocking sounded out of the camera's reach.

One sound, one sound, regular and leisurely, but the sound hit the hearts of the audience, making their nerves tense and not daring to breathe.

Finally, a piece of Civilization Staff appeared under the camera.

Then came the crisp suit trousers, and carved lace-up brogues.

The camera gradually upwards, showing the face of the person from the angle of looking up close to the ground.

Unexpectedly, it was Yan Shixun!

The audience exclaimed in disbelief.

It's just that Yan Shixun under the lens is completely different from the image he had a moment ago.

He was wearing a retro woolen three-piece formal suit, and his white shirt was a little tight because of his good figure, but it still outlined his beautiful muscular lines.

It seemed that Yan Shixun was not used to the Windsor collar, so he took off the dark green bow tie that was originally tied under the shirt, and now he held it in his hand, and the shirt unbuttoned two buttons, which made him look beautiful The clavicle and neck lines are clearly revealed.

Outside the suit, Yan Shixun wore a long brown woolen coat, and his straight shoulders perfectly supported the aura of the coat.And the civilized stick in the hand with the leather glove, knocked on the stone floor with the steps, the knocking sound was in the same rhythm as the sound of the leather shoes falling on the ground, echoing in the empty alley together .

Many viewers slowly held their breath, amazed by the image of Yan Shixun under the camera at this time.

If we say that the impression Yan Shixun left on the audience before is that he is arrogant, unruly, powerful and sharp, someone who cannot be easily provoked.Now, Yan Shixun is like a beast temporarily restrained by the illusion of civilization in a suit. He retracts his sharp claws and waits patiently for the appearance of his prey, elegant but deadly.

Suit thugs.

Many people's minds flashed such thoughts at that moment.

It wasn't until following Yan Shixun's footsteps that the camera fell behind Yan Shixun, only showing a black silhouette under the dim light, did the audience slowly break away from the powerful and frightening aura.

[Oh my god, this man is damn sexy!I'm going crazy, is Brother Yan a walking X drug?Never thought a suit could look so sexy! ]

[Ahhhh! !This scene is also very emotional, like watching an old Binhai movie, mysterious, elegant, and threatening. ]

[Speaking of which, Brother Yan and the others are going to visit the crew this time, right?I read the official publicity of the crew, the background of this story is the old Binhai a hundred years ago, and it happened that they were all on the shooting site.It can't be such a coincidence, can it?Could it be a surprise given by the director and the program team without telling us?Shoot a short video for us to watch through the live broadcast? ]

[It's possible!When you put it that way, I think it's almost the same.After all, the pre-sale tickets alone sold 500 million copies, and the poster made by the guests of the program group was the most popular. Many people wanted that poster, even at a high price.Maybe the poster is just the first cooperation, it is a preview, and now it is the second cooperation, let us watch a "movie" made by the guests of the program group? ]

[Maybe it’s because I’m young, I don’t really understand Li Xuetang’s movies, I think he’s making all kinds of stuff, I can’t even watch it, why don’t I watch short videos.Seeing the cooperation between the two parties this time, I still think that Li Xuetang is here to catch the heat. After all, we have tens of millions of fans here, and Li Xuetang's social account only has hundreds of thousands of fans.But seeing this, although there is only one picture, I don't think so anymore!This is too beautiful! ]

[If this is the case, then the two parties in this cooperation are too intentional!The program group brought traffic, and director Li Xuetang was in charge of shooting the camera, imitating the era background of "Binhai Nocturne", and tailored a movie-like plot video for the program group.This is really a strong alliance!My god, I really did not lose money on that poster! ]

[Am I the only one who thinks it's kind of weird?You see, after the scene went dark, it suddenly switched to this kind of scene, which was not excessive at all.And I have been to the concession area in Binhai City, this scene is very similar to the actual appearance of the concession area, but the problem is that the sky in Binhai is not completely dark yet, and it is not raining.How did this scene come about?How did the camera come here?How did Yan Shixun and the others quickly complete the disguise and move? ]

[The one in front is too much, why?If this is really a surprise, then they must have prepared it in advance. You can't even show shit to you, right? ]

[...Tsk, I can feel the smell.But it’s really not a difficult task. The crew was there for filming. All kinds of equipment are ready-made, and the scene is full of professionals. It’s okay to hang it with a long-arm lens, and then the director will move the mirror. . ]

[? ?In such a beautiful scene, you are actually busy arguing?Why are you still taking screenshots? ]

As a result, the public opinion group hadn't done anything yet, and the original public opinion on the social platform was spontaneously reversed by the audience before the live broadcast.

Even though there are still many people who do not believe in this theory of "making movies", more and more people believe it.

Those who thought that the program crew was in distress, or that something went wrong in the hotel, gradually weakened.

The leader of the public opinion group was surprised: "This, this is really unbelievable... Human imagination is really scary."

The official person in charge looked at the dynamic analysis chart of public opinion fluctuations displayed on the computer, and he was relieved that he was worried because he could not contact the people in the program group.

At the very least, now he doesn't have to devote his energy to managing public opinion issues, and he can devote himself to the dead master in the hotel and the current situation of the program group.

However, what the leader of the public opinion group said did not surprise the official responsible person.

When faced with something beyond one's own cognition, the human brain has an automatic repair and completion mechanism. Even if faced with a different story, human beings can interpret it as something they can understand.

Although the official person in charge doesn't know what's going on with Yan Shixun and the others now, and how they suddenly ran into this old coastal alley, but he has the information very clear that this is definitely not a combination of two people. Movie.

Impossible, just Yan Shixun can't pass this level.

He is not a person who is willing to appear on the screen, even if he has tens of millions of fans who make the entire entertainment industry envious, he is not at all tempted.

It's just... since it's not a movie, what happened?

The official person in charge's eyes fell on the live broadcast screen and fell into deep thought.

The bad traffic situation has not been alleviated. Instead, as time goes by, the evening peak commuting time has officially entered. The convoy is so jammed that it moves less than ten meters in half an hour.

The official person in charge was in a hurry, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

I couldn't get in touch with the show crew and crew, but before I lost contact with them, they were in the hotel!If you want to know what happened to them, you can also please go and see those staff in the hotel now.

The more urgent it is, the easier it is to overlook these small details.

The official person in charge scolded himself in his heart, and quickly found the front desk phone number from the hotel's official website.

But after dialing, the front desk seemed more anxious than the official person in charge: "Have you arrived yet? Come on! The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and it's completely dark outside the hotel, and we can't contact people outside. Know what to do."

The official person in charge was stunned: "Ma'am, please don't worry and speak slowly. Who do you think is calling you? I haven't contacted you before, and I haven't received any message from the hotel for help."

The front desk was also stunned: "Aren't you the official of Binhai City? I just called the official rescue team hotline. Our hotel suddenly had a power outage, but the backup generator set did not work according to the emergency plan. Now the elevator can't run, and the lighting function is also lost. All of us People are hiding in the hotel and dare not go out."

From the words of the front desk, the official person in charge finally knew what happened when he lost contact with Yan Shixun and couldn't get through the phone calls of everyone in the program group.

There was a sudden power outage in the hotel, and everyone was trapped on their own floors without knowing each other's situation.But outside the hotel, facing the concession area, there was thick fog, and the visibility was even less than one meter. It was too dark to see what was outside.

But in the concession area, there were dim street lamps lit up, and those lights passed through the thick fog and projected faintly into the hotel's all-glass-walled lobby, which made the people who stayed behind feel even more uneasy.

The description at the front desk made the official in charge almost instantly remember this scene, where he had seen it before.

——The live broadcast of the program group.

Although Yan Shixun has only appeared so far, his environment is obviously as described by the front desk.

But this still can't explain why everyone didn't answer the phone, nor can it explain that the people in the program group suddenly went to "shoot a movie" outside the hotel as if teleported.

"Ma'am, did the people from the penthouse suite come down just now? It's the people from the "99 Days of Heartbeat" variety show group. Did you see them just now?" the official person in charge asked.

"what are you saying?"

The front desk was surprised: "Of course it's impossible. The elevator has stopped running. It's not easy to get down from the penthouse suite. And there are a few floors in the middle of the fire exit that are temporarily locked due to hotel renovations and cannot pass through. That's a road." dead end."

"Although Mr. Yan took the freight elevator to the second top floor, took the key to open the fire exit from the second top floor to the top floor, and went to the top floor. However, if there is no freight elevator, it is impossible to walk down the fire exit all the way. thing."

This answer made the official person in charge suffocate, and the last guess completely failed.

He thought for a while, and the hint given by Yan Shixun, who had been thinking in his mind, also blurted out: "Ma'am, be careful of the top of your head."

The front desk was at a loss: "Huh?"

The official person in charge didn't know how to explain it. After all, he didn't understand the specific direction of the four words Yan Shixun sent.But since the front desk and Yan Shixun are both in the same hotel, the reminder should also apply to the front desk.

He suddenly felt that he was now in an isolated island of information, unable to know what happened to the program group.

At this moment, Song Daochang's phone call came in.

As soon as he got connected, he asked straightforwardly: "What's the current situation of the program group?"

The official person in charge asked subconsciously: "Did Daoist Song also watch the live broadcast?"

"Live broadcast? Is it Junior Brother Yan's?"

Song Yidao frowned enough to kill a mosquito: "I didn't watch it. But a pilgrim who had been looking for me called me just now, saying that he couldn't get in touch with his partner. He suspected that something happened to his partner. , want me to save his partner."

"The partner of that pilgrim is Li Xuetang, who happens to be with the program crew."

Li Xuetang!

The official person in charge's eyes lit up, and he felt that the sky was endless, and he found a breakthrough.

He was about to call the pilgrim to ask what happened.

"I originally attended Lao Li's opening ceremony, because I had a little disagreement with him, so I ran away in a moment of depression. But when I came over the cross-river bridge, I regretted it, so I wanted to go back to him. Persuade him again."

Li Xuetang's old partner said regretfully: "Who knew there was thick fog on the river, and the cross-river bridge was temporarily under traffic control because of the bad road conditions, so I couldn't get across."

"I called him, thinking that even if there was no way to persuade him face to face, I would talk on the phone. Unexpectedly, no one answered his phone all the time! I don't know what happened to him, but I am afraid that something will happen to him. That's why I asked Master Song for help."

The official person in charge listened and slowly realized something was wrong.

Unlike their special department, which has been dealing with death and danger all year round, ordinary people will not think that their friend has a supernatural problem when they encounter a situation where their friend's phone cannot be reached, and they will directly find a Taoist priest to help.

Unless, what happened before has been foreshadowed.

When the official person in charge asked, the old partner hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to hide something.But in the end, he still couldn't overcome his worries for Li Xuetang, so he told all his guesses and what he knew.

"Chi Yan?" The official person in charge was stunned.

He doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, nor is he interested in movies.But today, this is the second time he has heard the name.

Last time, it was Yan Shixun who told him.

And when Yan Shixun lost contact, he happened to be talking to him about the death of the master, which might have something to do with Chi Yan.

Now he suddenly knew that Chi Yan probably offended a certain big shot in the entertainment industry, and the other party hired a Gu master to take revenge, and her troubles would probably spread to those around her.

"Yes, please believe me, I am not crazy, nor superstitious!"

It seems that he realized that what he said was too beyond cognition for ordinary people, so the old partner hurriedly explained: "During the opening ceremony, because of Chi Yan, an abnormal situation has already occurred. The incense could not be lighted the last time, but once Chi Yan left, it would be fine immediately."

"The reason why Lao Li and I had a bad time is also because of this. I want him to replace Chi Yan, so as not to get angry. But Lao Li is a person who only has drama in his eyes. He insists that Chi Yan and the heroine in his script It's exactly the same, he can't find another actor who is so similar to the heroine, so he must use Chi Yan."

"I don't know what happened to Lao Li, but I called the assistant director, assistant, field manager, etc., but no one answered."

The old partner was in a hurry: "I suspect that Chi Yan's troubles have already affected them!"

The official person in charge immediately appeased Li Xuetang's old partner, and at the same time said good-bye to Mr. Song, and met in front of the cross-river bridge leading to the concession area, and entered the concession area together to see what happened to the crew. Why did no one answer the phone? .

All they know now is the last four words that Yan Shixun sent.

Be careful with the top of your head.

……

Yan Shixun could feel that some kind of change had taken place in himself.

He trembled his eyelids, wanting to open his eyes to see his current situation clearly, but the simple act of opening his eyes was already as difficult as fighting against a mountain, and his eyes were extremely heavy.

Yan Shixun still remembered that his last memory was that he was standing in the stairwell of the hotel, beside the master's body, with blood smeared everywhere.Then all of a sudden, his eyes went dark and he couldn't remember anything.

When he regained consciousness, he was already here, but he couldn't open his eyes to see his situation clearly.

He didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and while continuing to try to open his eyes, he relied on his hearing and sense of smell to try to determine where he was.

There is no smell of blood, nor the smell of scratches and mold accumulated by the long-term closure of fire exits.

Instead, it is the smell of the old house after the rain, fresh, clean, the smell of moss, and the chill of late autumn.

And beside his ears, he could still hear the sound of raindrops hitting the puddles on the stone slabs from the eaves.

The rustling of leaves, the sound of remaining raindrops falling on tiles...

Yan Shixun had a judgment in his mind.

He is no longer in the hotel, but should be in an old house in an old city, using the construction method of the last century, using the blue tiles that are often used in the old coastal areas, so the sound of water droplets is more crisp .

But this should not be an ordinary house. Judging from the sound of water droplets, the eaves are made of warped eaves, and sink stones are reserved on the ground to catch rainwater.This will ensure that when it rains, the rain will not float into the house.

A craft commonly used in old times.

Dressy, old, and still raining...

Yan Shixun frowned, for a moment he couldn't tell how long he had lost consciousness.

It hasn't rained in Binhai City recently, and the typhoon was blocked by the barrier set up by Haiyun Temple, and diverted to an island country in the sea to land.

But now, he heard the sound of rain, and it should have been raining for a while. After all, judging from the smell of moss, it was more like a rainy season.

Could it be that he was in a coma for several days and was packed and taken to the next province?

Because Zhang Wubing wanted to set the next shooting location in the neighboring province, so when Yan Shixun learned about it, he also took a look at the weather in the neighboring province, knowing that it was raining recently, and the autumn rain was cold and gloomy.

No, no, the old houses in the neighboring provinces do not use this kind of craftsmanship, and more red tiles are used, and the sound is lighter.

Yan Shixun couldn't help being confused. Being deprived of vision made him unable to judge his own situation specifically, but the information obtained by relying on other senses was so contradictory.

and……

He twisted his neck uncomfortably.

Is this who wants to strangle him?He felt that he was going to be out of breath, and the collar tightly strangled his neck.

...wait, collar?

Yan Shixun realized something was wrong.

His shirt, which was never top buttoned, felt like a tie.So, could it be that the person who used unknown means to make him unconscious, took him out of the hotel, and changed his clothes?

Yan Shixun: Aren't you a pervert?

Fortunately, thanks to Yan Shixun's persistent struggle and the exorcism spell he had been chanting silently in his heart, his consciousness began to slowly return and become firm, and his chaotic brain regained control of his body.

He twitched his eyelashes and finally opened them.

The eyes that had not been opened for a long time were suddenly stimulated by the light, and began to shed physiological tears.

Yan Shixun blinked his eyes, and in the hazy eyes of tears, he could barely see where he was now.

It is similar to what he just judged, but there are some discrepancies.

What Yan Shixun lived in was indeed a house with ancient craftsmanship, but it was not old. Judging from the degree of wear and tear on the walls and beams, the house was still relatively new when it was built.The smell of rain comes from the courtyard outside the house's wide-open carved wooden door.

He is now sitting at the main table in the main hall of the house, and a dim candle is burning on the small sandalwood table next to him, dimly illuminating the space.Judging from the reflection, there are still gilded Buddha statues in the side hall, but there is no incense on the altar, but it is covered with dust. It seems that no one has taken care of it and worshiped it for a long time.

That's why he didn't smell the incense.

The house and courtyard were very quiet, except for the occasional sound of raindrops falling, as if he was the only one there.

……strangeness.

He has an impression of this house.

It should be a random glimpse when I walked through the concession area before. It is an old Binhai building a hundred years ago.

But what he saw now was brand new.

It was like, what he was in at this time was the old Binhai a hundred years ago.

Yan Shixun didn't get up hastily, but looked around vigilantly at the surrounding environment.

Having just regained consciousness, he has not yet fully regained control over his limbs.He seemed to have been sitting for a while, his long legs wrapped in wool suit trousers, whether it was frozen by the cold wind blowing in from outside, or numb from sitting, he was still recovering consciousness.

And he finally knew why he felt suffocated just now.

Because he really changed his clothes, and he did wear a tie around his neck.

Still a dressy Windsor knot.

Yan Shixun was quite speechless, thinking that the person who did all this must have a brain problem.

He raised his hand, regardless of whether there would be any problems in doing so before he knew exactly what kind of situation he was in, so he immediately untied the Windsor knot and undid two more buttons.

After doing all this, Yan Shixun relaxed and let out a long breath, feeling that he could finally breathe smoothly.

——He hates anything that is too close to his neck, the top button of a shirt, a winter scarf, a turtleneck sweater, all of which are rejected.

That would make him feel like he was being held back.

And what he hates the most is being restrained.

When all the senses of the body returned, Yan Shixun had already patrolled the entire house.

He stood up, and the heavy black woolen coat draped over his shoulders slipped across the hem of the chair and fell silently to his legs.

There was no trace of life here, and except for a few chairs in the main hall, everything else was covered with dust.

In Yan Shixun's view, this place is more like a place with another purpose.

Secret meeting, or, transfer of information.

And the reason why I appear here...

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes, followed the footprints left in the dust on the black floor tiles, and walked step by step to the Buddhist altar in the side hall.

Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, smiled and said nothing.

But it was dusty.

The only place where there is no dust...

Yan Shixun stretched out his hand and lifted up the empty incense burner in front of the altar.

Sure enough, a piece of paper was stuck under the incense burner.

With his nimble fingers, he unfolded a small folded piece of paper, on which he wrote a few words with a pen, "Someone is going to assassinate you, within three days, be careful."

Ok?

Yan Shixun snorted coldly in his heart, he felt that the one who wanted to assassinate him should be the one who made him lose consciousness and brought him here again.

But all this is too unimaginable after all, Yan Shixun still has not figured out how he appeared in the old Binhai house a hundred years ago from the stairwell of the hotel.

And all the modern equipment on the body disappeared, the mobile phone disappeared, replaced by an elegant gold pocket watch.

So Yan Shixun didn't ignore this little note, he casually put the note in his coat pocket, and searched for items that might be hidden in the house again, after confirming that there was nothing else, he turned around Body, with the help of that dim candlelight, check the things on your body.

Hand-stitched suits and coats, the wool is made of high-quality materials, even the stitching is silk twisted silk, the leather shoes are top-layer cowhide, with exquisite workmanship, and there is even a British gentleman leaning on the chair beside him Commonly used civilized staff.

Yan Shixun couldn't help but sneered.

If this is role-playing, then the identity card he got can be regarded as a character that cannot be ignored.

He opened the gold pocket watch to see what it had to offer.

Although the current situation is a bit bizarre, when people see things beyond their own knowledge, they will describe them as "bizarre" when they see them for the first time, just like ordinary people who have never believed in the existence of ghosts and gods. when.

Yan Shixun is very used to ghosts and gods. Fortunately, he never complacently thinks that what he sees is the whole world, and he does not regard himself as an omniscient and omnipotent god.

He is willing to accept things that are beyond his current knowledge.

—For example, start by figuring out who he really is now.

As Yan Shixun expected, the gold pocket watch has the same habit of engraving letters as it did in the era when pocket watches were used.

Moreover, he also found a surprise—a black and white photo pasted under the pocket watch case.

The photo is a group photo of a man and a woman. The young man is wearing a suit and looking very high-spirited, while the woman in an old-fashioned long skirt is smiling shyly and leaning against the man.

Although the pixels in the black and white photos are blurry, Yan Shixun can still see that the woman's eyes secretly raised her eyes to look at the man, full of hidden but uncontrollable love.

Looking through the photos, Yan Shixun finally knew who the owner of the photo was.

On the back of the photo, beautifully written with a pen: Jing Shi Wanxiu, as a gift to her husband.

Yan Shixun's hand holding the pocket watch tightened suddenly, and the cover of the pocket watch closed, almost pinching his palm.

But he didn't realize it at all, instead, disbelief was written all over his face.

Jing Shi, dressed in old times.

It wasn't the first time he saw this combination.

In the former residence of the diplomat Jing Fing who had a friendly conversation with Lu Xingxing but accidentally entered, the huge oil painting hanging in the middle is also this combination.Even though women wear European-style tutu skirts, they still wear their hair in the old days.

and so……

Yan Shixun's eyes slowly fell on the case of the pocket watch, on which three words were clearly engraved: Jing Shiwen.

Diplomat Jing Fing, born 120 years ago in the old Binhai, word, Shiwen.

Yan Shixun's calm expression finally cracked.

……Grass