Museum of the Dead

The two were facing each other, and Fei Yan's stomach suddenly let out a growl, which seriously disrupted the atmosphere.

Yin Luan curled the corner of his mouth, "Go on." After speaking, he shook the phone in front of the other party, "Enough money."

Fei Yan couldn't help but laugh, from now on his own food expenses will not be contracted by the big boss.

On the other side, Tianling's cell phone rang, took it out, and was stunned for ten seconds.The WeChat message was sent by Yin Lu'an, with only two words——

【transfer】.

The corners of Tianling's eyes twitched, and he suddenly remembered that Yin Lu'an never carried cards or anything like that, only the red envelopes he and Amber sent to him during the Ghost Festival last time in WeChat.

Come on, the boss doesn't even have money to chase after his wife...

With dexterous finger movements, he sent the message in a short while.

【Boss?Have you been hacked? 】

Obviously it was intentional, Tianling just wanted to take the opportunity to tease Yin Luan, who told him to keep a straight face?

After a while, the other party replied.

【without.There is no money in WeChat, so I have to give it to Yanyan. 】

"Tsk tsk..." Tianling frowned, shook his head and said, "This sour smell of love..."

He couldn't believe it, among the three thousand-year-old bachelors, the first one to get out of the singles was actually the boss!

That's all, in this case, love funds are indispensable.Tianling thought that a man with such status as his ghost messenger didn't even have money to provide his wife, wouldn't it make people laugh at him?

He sighed, glanced at his WeChat change, and just when he was about to transfer the money to the other party, two consecutive messages came.

【No.Words turned to me. 】

【Happy.jpg】

Tianling: "..."

At this moment, he felt the cold dog food stuffed in his mouth indiscriminately - and by the way, he also felt the world's deep malice towards single dogs.

And the emoji at the back made Tianling think—the boss won't really be hacked!

Boss would never have such a noble and glamorous emoticon pack... It seems that Xiao Feiyan even shared his own emoticon pack with the other party.

Unexpectedly, the two developed so rapidly, Tianling gritted his teeth, pressed the phone screen firmly, and then... clicked "Add to emoji".

……

Fei Yan didn't even think about eating. There is a convenience store on the right when you go out of the hotel.

He took some rice balls, asked the waiter to heat them up, and ordered a lot of oden.Both of them were a little hungry, and they ate quickly and cleanly.

In the end, it was Fei Yan who settled the bill, and just after paying the money and turning around, he saw Yin Luan staring intently at the colorful things on the shelf, with curious eyes.

Fei Yan was puzzled, followed his gaze, and felt a thump in his heart—isn't this...safety/condom?

There are bars all around here, and there is a gay bar in the deepest part of the street. Everyone in the neighborhood knows that place.

The little girl at the cash register naturally knew that her eyes kept rolling between the two of them, and finally she nodded meaningfully and let out a chuckle.

Obviously had imagined the two into that relationship.

Fei Yan's face was flushed with embarrassment, he held back Yin Lu'an, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Yin Luan glanced at him, then turned back to the shelf, "What is this?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the little girl at the cashier raised her eyebrows and smiled.The handsome long-haired man in front of him also looked like an adult.Not to mention adults, now even kids know what's on the shelf?

From the outside, this man's IQ is obviously not a problem, so he asked this question... The little girl stared at another fair and handsome man, and suddenly realized——

The couple who dare to be in love are playing with each other?

The little girl's gaze made Fei Yan's back glow like a light, and his whole back spread like a ball of fire to his whole body. Seeing Yin Lu'an's lips pursed, and it seemed that he was about to ask questions again, he was so frightened that he took a step forward. Cover his mouth tightly with your hand.

"It's not good to eat too much gum." Anyway, his face was already burning, and he didn't care if lying would turn red. Fei Yan discussed with the curator in a low voice, "It's getting late, why don't you go back first?"

Yin Lu'an wanted to say "yes", but Fei Yan covered it too tightly, his tongue touched the opponent's hand as soon as he opened his mouth, and the young man shivered and retracted his hand in fright!

The soft touch still remained in his palm, Fei Yan pretended to be calm, grabbed his wrist and went straight out the door.

……

Amber has been in this room for half an hour.

The hut less than ten square meters in front of her is Jiang Shanshan's bedroom.The layout of the bedroom is very simple. A single bed is placed in a corner of the room. The patterns of the quilt and sheets on it are all pink, and dolls, big and small, are piled up half of the bed.It can be seen that this girl is also similar to ordinary girls-she is a girl with a girlish heart.

There is a light wood wardrobe next to the bed. Amber just opened it now. The clothes inside are neatly arranged and sorted well. She looks like a clean and self-disciplined person.

Next to the closet is a desk, and on the right side of the desk is a simple bookshelf. Apart from some professional books and tools, there are books about Tibetan folklore.

Amber opened a book casually, and the square printed words were combined in a dull and boring way, and some places were difficult to understand.

She closed the book in her hand, put it back in its original place, and picked up the one next to her.

By analogy, Amber flipped through a row of books on the bookshelf, but unfortunately, these clues were not of much value, as there were no envelopes or photos in the books.

These books only prove that Jiang Shanshan really has a fanatical interest in Tibetan culture, and she even has a little obsession with it.

But these can't lead me to find the young girl who has lost contact for a month.

Before that, Amber seldom acted alone, and usually did tasks with three people or two people with Tianling.The adults and Tianling were active and decisive when doing the task, and they took the lead at the first place-this caused her to learn a lot, but she had very few opportunities to use it.

This time, we must look for clues carefully.Amber thought to herself, of course it was part of the reason to prove that she was not a vase in front of the other two ghost messengers, but she obviously had a more important reason——

The failure of this mission will be at the cost of Fei Yan's life and commitment. Perhaps sometimes, the commitment occupies a much greater component in some people's hearts than their own lives.

She didn't know how much responsibility she had shouldered this time, and she didn't know if she was capable enough to take on this responsibility, but at least she wouldn't make any mistakes.

Fei Yan's kindness to save her life, coupled with the adult's feelings for him, made her pull him into the same camp without authorization.Since he is a comrade-in-arms, we must do our best to save his life.

Thinking of this, Amber put away the lethargy caused by not being able to find any clues for the time being, cheered herself up, and reorganized her thoughts.

To get effective clues, one needs to know who Jiang Shanshan had contacted before she lost contact.If a girl goes out alone to such a far place, the parents are somewhat worried.

Maybe Jiang Ting?

Jiang Ting, as the director of the orphanage, Jiang Shanshan's mother, died in the hospital a few days ago.

Yesterday was her funeral, so it's time to pack up the relics.Among those relics, there may be evidence that I want.

As soon as she turned around to get out of the room, the door opened with a "squeak".

Amber was surprised, she had seen this man - when Jiang Ting's dead soul was taken away last night, this man was sitting under a tree in the yard and crying bitterly.

It should be the dean's lover!Amber quickly collected information about this man in her mind, and sighed silently after a while.

The middle-aged man in front of him had bloodshot eyes, an unshaven beard, messy hair, and a tired look on his face that couldn't be concealed.His coat was crumpled, probably from yesterday, and he was still holding a wooden box when he came in.

Amber focused all her attention on the wooden box in the man's hand—it might be Jiang Ting's relic.

Lu Qi didn't sleep all night, he just stared blankly on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, but he kept replaying the happy family of three in the past in his mind.

Thinking about it like this is dawn, he is out of energy, and wakes up groggy after squinting all morning.

My daughter... My daughter is gone too... Lu Qi kept shouting in his heart, even though this daughter was not his own, but he loved her and praised her, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as doting.

Emotion is the most primitive desire/desire of human beings.No matter how strong and withdrawn a person is, he also needs a place to store his emotions and a spiritual sustenance.

Losing his lover and daughter one after another made Lu Qi suddenly lose his emotional focus. He was like a lonely hedgehog who didn't dare to run wild for fear of accidentally hurting others, so he could only stay in place silently.

Lu Qi entered her daughter's room. Since she disappeared, Jiang Ting would stay in this room for several hours every day, and then come out with red eyes.

This time, he was alone to miss the past of the three of them.

Amber saw the man move to the side of the bed, and slowly opened the box. There were not many things in it, and half of the space was empty.

Those things that were put into the box should be special to their family—beyond money and power.

The man picked up a photo, which was a family portrait. Two middle-aged people sitting on stools faced the camera. Although their expressions were a little unnatural, a sense of happiness could still be seen from the brows.

The young girl standing between the two of them holding scissors and grimacing should belong to Jiang Shanshan. She looks beautiful and energetic, with the youthful vigor of this age-this is exactly what I have lived without knowing how many years. What amber of memory lacks.

"My Shanshan...my Shanshan..." The man wept while stroking the photo, his trembling pale fingertips kept rubbing on the yellowed photo.

That photo is very precious to him, and this may be the last photo of the three together.

A sad mood filled the room.

The ghost messengers are clean and neat when doing tasks, except for the target undead, they will not look at other humans.

It was the first time for Amber to feel the emotions from the bottom of the human heart so seriously, this kind of sadness, this pain, the uncontrollable suppression and venting of emotions.

Amber didn't dare to face it again, she turned her head slightly, fearing that her emotions would be exaggerated.

After staring at the photo for a long while, the man finally wiped away his tears and sighed deeply. Then he reluctantly put the photo back into the box, put the box on the desk solemnly, and then went out of the room and closed the door.

Amber moved to the side of the box and opened it. The top layer was the photo in the man's hand just now, and the bottom layer was a mobile phone and some letters.

Amber picked up the phone and pressed the power button, but there was no response, probably because it was out of battery.

She turned her gaze to the first letter lying underneath.

The postmark addresses are all in Tibet, and Amber's heart moved. The last place where Jiang Shanshan lost contact might be hidden in a certain address in these envelopes.

She couldn't wait, but at the same time, she was afraid that her rude actions would destroy these things that were very precious to Lu Qi.

Amber arranged the letters in order of date, and there were nine letters in total.

She opened it carefully.

After reading it all over, she couldn't help being a little disappointed. Most of these letters were written by parents, but there were very few parts about Tibet tourism.Even information such as where she went and who she met could not be learned from the letter.

And the last letter, even stranger.It’s a little different from the previous, more trivial expression—it’s more like a modern poem.

"It's going to rain,

As far as I'm concerned, I really don't like the weather,

I like the kind of sunny day that makes people feel open.

There are blue sky, white clouds, and the fragrance of birds and flowers,

The trees are lush and full of life,

There may be orioles singing on the branches.

People should be like me!I like sunny days. "

On a letter from Nuo Da, there is only this poem of a low level.

Amber frowned. What does this poem seem to express?Or is it just a prose letter expressing emotion?

She thought for a moment, and realized - the message to be conveyed by this letter.

The author has something to say: This episode is controlled by Xiao Amber~~~

Little angels can also guess the message to be expressed in this poem - it should be an old stalk!

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