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In the morning, Fang Li knocked the butler unconscious. The result may be that he didn't grasp the strength well, and the butler didn't wake up for a long time.

Until the sun was getting higher and higher, the bald head took the initiative to knock on their door and asked them if they noticed anything unusual.

Fang Li treated him lukewarm, and asked, "What's unusual?"

The bald head thought for a while, and said with a serious expression: "Quiet."

It was too quiet in the house, there was no human voice at all.

Usually at this time, the servants would come over and inform them to go to the hall for dinner, but today the servants did not show up for a long time.

"Did something happen?" The bald head said tentatively, but what he wanted to say was: I suspect that you are up to something.

Hearing this, Fang Li silently glanced at the unconscious old housekeeper who was tied to the foot of the bed with a rope.

"The paintings you stole," he said, "we burned them."

Bald: "?"

Fang Li stepped aside so that he could see the scene behind him clearly: "After the painting was burned, the butler came over and knocked him out."

Bald head: "??"

Seeing the housekeeper tied up like a crab in the room, he thought to himself, it's okay, the matter is almost ruined by you.

Not to mention being tied to an npc, just burning the props made him crash for a few seconds.

If something goes wrong with this fire, aren't you afraid of ending up together?

The bald head thought in a complicated mood, maybe these people really have some life-saving tricks...

With complicated emotions, he turned his eyes back to Fang Li's face, and said with a bit of vicissitudes when he spoke: "Little brother, let's discuss something with you."

He motioned Fang Li to follow him to the corridor, Fang Li turned around and closed the door, walked over and looked at him, his eyes beckoning him to speak directly.

The bald hand reached into his bosom to feel it, and took out a cigarette.

Fang Li waved his hand to show that he didn't smoke, so the cigarette went into the bald man's mouth.

"Cooperate," he said, "this time sincerely."

In the words of the bald head, the group of people in Fang Li didn't look like that kind of veterans, but more like stunned youths who didn't understand anything.

The reason is very simple, this group of people are too reckless, people can't see how much capital they have, but they can only see that newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

And this kind of person is very suitable to be a "teammate" in the dungeon, and the teammates here are the kind to sell.

Then reality hit him hard.

Now the props are burned for them, and the npc is also tied for them.

Since they are already grasshoppers on a rope, it is better to tie them thoroughly and have a strategic cooperation.

The bald head thinks so, because he is afraid that Fang Li will not cooperate because he is afraid that he has a "conviction record".

Facts have proved that he still doesn't understand Fang Li, and thinks this young man is too noble.

Fang Li's original attitude was indeed neither cold nor cold, but after hearing that the bald head said that he was willing to provide all the information he knew after the cooperation, he smiled like a spring breeze: "Okay."

Immediately afterwards, he asked: "Then tell me the truth first, did Xiang Luping give you the doll?"

The bald head didn't seem to expect that he still remembered this, and the smile froze on his face.

After a while, he sighed and said, "No."

Fang Li nodded, and then asked, "How do you know how to use it?"

The bald-headed expression is a bit embarrassed: "I'm sorry I can't tell you, I can only say that I wrote the names of those two people because I saw them promise the housekeeper during the day that they would take all of us to Mr. Gui's house "Originally everyone did not violate the river, but the other side had already made up their own minds, and the bald head simply took the first step and pushed the two people out.

In fact, Fang Li already had his own guess, and if he didn't say anything about his bald head, it made his inner thoughts even more solid.

Only the owner of the doll knows how to use it.

Although he didn't know the purpose of Yu Jiaxi's cooperation with the bald head in private, but now is obviously not the time to worry about it, and if there is anything to say, wait until the copy is released.

They looked around the house, but saw not a single servant.

The bald head said that he had seen the housekeeper take out smooth and neat human skin from those paintings and stick it on the skin below his neck, and the aging skin became young again in this way.

So he suspects that the painting is the key to the butler's youthfulness. Fang Li and the others burned the painting, and the butler suddenly aged so much.

Not only the butler, but all the servants in Guilou may have something to do with that painting.

The two returned to the yard with a heavy heart, and Fang Li remembered something when they reached the door.

"Have you been to the stage to see it? Did you find anything?"

There was a hint of embarrassment on the bald face: "I haven't had time to go yet, something has delayed me."

He was going to go, but Yu Jiaxi approached him and said he wanted to discuss something with him.

Fang Li thought about it: "Then let's go and have a look together, maybe there are some clues."

The location of the stage has not changed for many years, and it was there that the scholar met the brothers and sisters of the Gui family for the first time.

Just as the bald head was about to say yes, a voice came from behind: "Where are you going?"

Fang Li looked up and saw that Mu Junbo had already woken up, standing with his hand on the door frame, his face still looked weak.

He replied: "Stage. Are you coming together?"

"Me? I can't." Mu Junbo flinched, like a frightened rabbit, his eyes kept glancing at the bald head, as if he didn't understand why Fang Li still acted with the bald head, "You, you go Bar."

The bald head and Fang Li looked at each other, sighed in their hearts, and thought that their image as a villain had been established.

They won't force Mu Junbo if he doesn't go, so Fang Li goes back to the house and calls Zhu Yicheng, and the three of them head to the stage together.

The layout of the house is quite convoluted. Fortunately, the bald head has been wandering around the house these days. With him leading the way, within 10 minutes, everyone arrived at the location of the stage.

Fang Li said: "Search carefully, don't miss any corners."

Zhu Yicheng nodded seriously.

They turned the stage upside down, inspected every corner, and finally found something.

It's that old gray-and-white photo, caught in the gap between the stage and the floor tiles, if you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

"It looks so similar, it looks like Wan Lianlian." Zhu Yicheng complained heartlessly, "If they stand together, parents won't be able to tell who is who, right?"

One sentence he made casually gave Fang Li inspiration.

Fang Li's expression froze, and his tone was serious: "What did you say?"

Zhu Yicheng: "Play Lianliankan?"

Fang Li said, "It's not this sentence."

Zhu Yicheng said: "They look so much alike that even my parents can't tell them apart..."

He also paused at this point.

Parents can't tell the difference, let alone the outsider they meet for the first time?

Can the scholar really tell who is the elder brother and who is the younger sister?

"No way," the bald head said from the side, "If this is true, wouldn't it be a big oolong?"

However, the reality is always very dramatic. When Fang Li showed the photo in front of the butler, the butler refused to say anything at first, and Fang Li immediately said that he would burn the photo.

The housekeeper was anxious: "If you burn the photos, you will all be finished!"

Fang Li was not intimidated at all and said, "Then burn it."

After speaking, he took out the fire folder, and he was really ready to burn the photos from that posture.

The bald head wanted to say something at first, but seeing that no one else wanted to stop him, he hesitated to speak and still didn't say anything.

Until Huoxingzi touched the corner of the photo, the housekeeper finally couldn't help it and shouted, "I say!"

Fang Li politely put away the fire folder and sat in front of the butler: "Let's talk."

The housekeeper looked at him with complicated eyes, as if he was looking at a bullying devil.

Zhu Yicheng was very familiar with this look. Thinking about it carefully, he usually looked at Xie Baiyuan like this.

It is said that the one who knows the most in a family is the servant.

The old butler has worked in the Gui family all his life, witnessed the birth of the brothers and sisters of the Gui family, and also witnessed the transformation of a family like the Gui family from prosperity to decline.

Naturally, he also witnessed the whole process of the incident ten years ago.

As an old man who has worked in the Gui family for many years, the housekeeper has long regarded himself as a member of the Gui family. Compared with his lively younger sister Gui Wen, he loves his older brother Gui Wen who was born frail and sick more.

However, the two brothers and sisters have a very good relationship, and the longer they grow, the more alike they are, and they are always inseparable.The butler never showed his partiality.

Later, something happened to the master and his wife, and both of them died.Guiwen was still young, so he shouldered the burden of raising his younger sister.

He dismissed those domestic servants, leaving only the housekeeper to accompany him.

Fortunately, the old man and his wife left some savings. Gui Wen followed her husband to learn singing, and Gui Wen watched from the side. When the interest came, she also learned a few paragraphs, and she learned it well.

Because of these changes in the family, Gui Wen loves his younger sister even more, and almost responds to her requests.

This is not the first time they have crossed paths, because the two are too similar, and with the makeup on, the audience in the audience can't see the abnormality.

But this time, there were more white-faced scholars in the audience than usual.

These two people had always thought that love at first sight only existed in scriptures.

Unexpectedly, one day, I actually met myself.The eyes of the two only met for a few seconds, but it seemed to have been through a lifetime.

After that, the scholar asked others, and learned that the person who played Du Liniang on the stage was a lady from the Gui family, whose name was Gui Wen.

He stopped talking, and Fang Li asked, "What about after that?"

The old housekeeper's gray beard trembled, and he said mockingly: "After that, the scholar came to propose marriage."

The scholar who came to propose marriage naturally met Mr. Gui who had a very similar appearance to Gui Wen. Mr. Gui rejected him calmly. At the same time, she asked her about Mr. Gui from time to time.

He himself visited several times, and the more he got to know him, the more he felt that the Du Liniang he saw on stage that day was played by Mr. Gui.

But the relationship between the two is a bit too shocking. The two clearly have the same heart, but they never make it clear.

There are ambiguous acts, but they are limited to some physical contact that does not go too far.

Until one day, Gui Wen broke in and saw the scholar holding Mr. Gui's hand, removing the thorns from his fingertips with extremely gentle eyes.

After breaking through this relationship, the relationship between the three inevitably became awkward.

At this time, the scholar was about to leave for the exam, so he made a promise to let Mr. Gui wait for him to come back.

As soon as the scholar left, Mr. Gui fell ill.

At first it was just a cold, but the disease became more and more serious. After half a month, it reached the point where I couldn't get out of bed.

Mr. Gui no longer performs in operas, and stays at home to recover from his illness, and he will return after the scholar has obtained his honor in the examination.

Waiting and waiting, finally a letter came.

In the letter, the scholar told Mr. Gui not to wait for him anymore, he had already found a woman to marry.

This letter became the straw that broke the camel's back, and Mr. Gui never got sick again.

On a dark night, Guilou was lit with a cluster of red lights.

The fire came from Mr. Gui's house and burned most of the yard.

The fire took away Mr. Gui, and burned the faces of Gui Wen and the old housekeeper who were serving in front of his bed.

Hearing this, Fang Li frowned deeply.

"So the current Mr. Gui is..."

The old butler's eyes were lifeless: "It's Miss."

So far the truth has come out.

Mr. Gui died in the fire, and Gui Wen and the butler were disfigured in the fire.

But to the outside world, they claimed that it was Gui Wen who died, and the real Gui Wen, dressed in Mr. Gui's costume, pretended to be her brother.

In the past ten years, in the eyes of outsiders, she has sung on the stage a handful of times, but in fact, she has sung this play for ten years, and it has not ended until now.

The ins and outs of this story made everyone stunned for a while, but Zhu Yicheng reacted first, and he asked puzzledly: "Since you don't like Guiwen, why do you want to harm others with her?"

In order to maintain a complete appearance, they used those paintings and killed many people.

Taking the skins of these people to repair her own, after so many years, Gui Wen can no longer be considered a "human being".

The butler laughed when he heard this.

"Do you think Miss is the man she hates?"

This question made people stunned.

"The reason why I cooperate with her is naturally to wait for the scholar to appear again." The butler scanned the crowd with cloudy eyes, his beard trembling slightly: "The scholar is hiding among you, soon, soon we can avenge my husband .”

As if in response to what he said, Fang Li moved his ears, and he heard a voice coming from a distance outside the yard.

The sound sounded from far to near, like a sharp weapon scratching the ground, making one's scalp tremble.