"Lonely Mountain's Notes · Postscript."
Sitting in the candlelit hall, Su Zimo took out the manuscript paper he found in the corridor on the second floor from his backpack, which was also a three-star ghost weapon that was completely invisible from the outside.
In addition to the value brought by the special ability of this ghost weapon, there is also a postscript to "Notes on Lonely Mountain" written on this manuscript.
"Editor Wu Qiushan." Su Zimo stretched out his hand to smooth out the manuscript paper, and read it out word by word, "The full draft of "Notes on Lonely Mountain" has been completed, and I was very satisfied at first. In my later years, I only want to be quiet in the midst of trouble, and it is better to walk on the lonely mountain in my writings than to mix with my children in trivial matters."
Su Zimo could see that this postscript was a letter from the old man who wrote "Notes on Lonely Mountain" to the editor in charge.
"My friend Qiushan, you always said that the weird old man's ideas are a bit stubborn. After all, the good thing in old age is to be healthy and have children around the knees. The weird old man also disapproved of this, and just agreed on the surface."
"In the middle of May, the weird old man got a grandson and named him Pingting, Bai Pingting."
"When the Xingzhan Golden Temple was born, the body and the palace clothes were covered with snow... Weird old men often joked about the exaggerated words of the ancients, but when I first heard about Pingting and saw Pingting for the first time, I realized that the ancients' descriptions of babies were not exaggerated, not even as good as mine. One of the tens of thousands of Jia Pingting."
"I don't know the meaning of the baby's babbling, but it is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which is very pleasant."
"The baby can't recognize it yet, but his eyes are like the gleam of a full moon, clean and bright."
"My friend Qiushan, after many days, I started writing again, but the eccentric old man felt that "Notes on the Lonely Mountain" was boring. It was indeed as you said, meaningless and meaningless. It’s not practical, it’s better to walk around the park with Pingting, chat with strangers and have fun, and watch children play together, it’s more interesting.”
"This is a postscript, it's a crossover."
"August 16, Qing, and Pingting wrote in the house together."
"Hahahahahaha!" As soon as Su Zimo finished remembering what the old man wrote, the old man Fang Qin, who was sitting beside him, burst out laughing, looking at Su Zimo and blurting out, "Now I know why your grandfather likes this book so much. Well, it turns out that his temper is exactly the same as the author of this "Lonely Mountain Notes". He is obviously an old man with a quirky temper, but he is a well-known 'intergenerational pet', not only treating his grandchildren as treasures, but also Your temper is different!"
Just after he finished speaking, Mr. Fang Qin realized that he had missed his mouth and quickly looked away.
"It turns out that Grandpa Fang is really Grandpa's friend." Su Zimo had expected some of it before, but now he can be sure after listening to Mr. Fang Qin. The reason why he thinks this old man is familiar is because he met him at the funeral. Pass.
"Hmph, unfortunately and that old man grew up wearing a pair of open-crotch pants." Fang Qin even showed a little unhappiness.
"But why..." Su Zimo was suddenly a little surprised.
"Why have you never seen an old man like me before?" Mr. Fang Qin seemed to see what Su Zimo was thinking, and showed a wry smile, "I'm not the same as your grandfather. Although we grew up together, our backgrounds are different. There are intertwined places, but the paths are not the same. The most different thing is that the old man and I have been lonely and widowed all my life.
"But your grandfather is a bad person!" Fang Qin said and began to blow his beard and stare again, "I heard that he was so angry about the family's children, so he ran over to comfort him, but that The old man actually tried his best to bask his grandson in front of me, and let me watch his grandson wet the bed, let me watch his grandson change diapers, and let me watch his grandson blow bubbles, you are not angry!"
"Grandpa is really..." Su Zimo smiled and wanted to comfort.
"What are you laughing at, the grandson you are talking about is not your baby!" As soon as Mr. Fang Qin finished speaking, he saw Su Zimo's smile instantly stiffened, so he continued to say with satisfaction, "The old man has been in poor health these few years. , I also went to see it a few times, but we didn't officially meet."
The words of Mr. Fang Qin stopped short, and he never disclosed any information related to Su Zimo and Mr. Su Heng, nor did he make it clear that the reason why the two could not meet officially was because Su Zimo had been in some kind of weird situation in recent years. stupid state.
"Let's go back to this postscript." Su Zimo also quickly changed the topic. It was obviously inappropriate to "recognize relatives" when collecting clues, but the surrounding practitioners had been waiting quietly.
"Everyone has seen what happened on the second floor just now." Su Zimo restrained his expression and analyzed seriously, "The one who made a noise on the second floor, and even tried to attack us every time we returned to the room, should be this one. The old man turned into a ghost. Guess that the old man has a granddaughter he loves very much, and even opened a door between the toy room and the study for this purpose, just to increase the chance of being with each other. But the old man may be seriously ill in the later period. And relying on a wheelchair, the granddaughter and others in the villa may have also left the villa for some reason, leaving the old man here alone."
"If I were the old man, I would definitely become a very fierce and fierce ghost." Xiaohuo next to him suddenly felt a little trembling, "The granddaughter I like left with my parents, leaving him alone as an old man. It’s okay to stay in the villa, but all the servants arranged by the children are a group of mice who are sneaky, from the housekeeper to the family doctor. He even locked the old man on the second floor alone and wouldn’t let him out, in this case it would be strange if he didn’t become a ghost!”
"Xiaohuo, you said... It was the housekeeper who kept the old man on the second floor?" Dr. Jin showed a thoughtful expression.
"Otherwise?" Xiaohuo spread his hands, "The old man doesn't seem to be the type to be gentle and tolerant. If he hadn't been locked up, how could he have allowed the housekeeper and the others to do anything wrong?"
"Little devil is quite good at using idioms?" The madman sat next to Xiaohuo at some point, and patted him on the shoulder twice, "Maybe he can really get into a regular university."
"What do you mean, my brother Xiaohuo is a scholar, okay!" Xiaohuo blushed with anger.
"Stop joking, look at the little brother Su over there." The madman gestured at Su Zimo, who was sitting there with his glasses checking the manuscript, "That's the face of a scholar."
"No, that's a monster face." Xiaohuo's eyes twitched, "He looks so white and wears such a pair of sassy glasses."
The next second, Su Zimo glanced at him.
"… "
"What Brother Xiaohuo said is indeed possible." Su Zimo nodded and agreed, "After all, the blockade on the second floor is the only place in the entire villa that we can pry. The windows and doors in other places look similar, but Why can't you pry it?"
"And there is a lot of food piled up in the master bedroom where the old man lives." Liu Xu also frowned, "There are also many metal canned foods that are difficult for the old man to eat, and they have not been touched at all."
After hearing Liu Xu's words, the other practitioners present couldn't help showing indignant expressions on their faces.
"I even have an immature guess." Su Zimo thought for a while, "If the entrance to the second floor was artificially blocked by the housekeepers, would the gate and windows of the villa be the result of the old man's transformation in this nightmare world? Was it blocked after becoming a serious ghost?"
"We have never thought about this." Dr. Jin was also thoughtful, "We have always been accustomed to the fact that the nightmare world is a closed space, sometimes even appearing on a street, walking When you walk, you will also encounter an air wall. But after hearing what you said, Su Zimo, I really think that after the old man becomes a ghost in a nightmare, he may 'return to his body in his own way'."
For some reason that only a few people know, Bai Man and Dr. Jin actually sat on either side of Cheng Yun when they were seated this time. In some people's opinion, such a seat may be because of good feelings, but in Su Zimo's opinion, this should be an arrangement agreed upon by the two practitioners when they were alone on the third floor.
They didn't want this guy in Cheng Yun's skin to act rashly.
"I don't even want to sympathize with those guys at all." Qi Xiaomin has always been a warm-hearted person, but now she is also a little indignant.
"Speaking of..."
At this moment, Cheng Yun, who had been very strange since before, suddenly got up, squinted and smiled and said, "I found something in the maid's room before, and now I think it might be a very important clue."
Su Zimo and Bai Man did not expect that Cheng Yun would say such a thing.
If Cheng Yun is really being faked, and if the person pretending to be Cheng Yun is really an experiencer who is escaping the world of the 20th Nightmare, then the last thing he wants now is to clear the customs.
The actions he will launch at this moment are either to steal other people's ghost weapons, or to deliberately fail the customs clearance for himself, which should be the two points.
Help investigate what clues... Impossible.
Bai Man and Doctor Jin got up almost instantly and stood on both sides of Cheng Yun.
The situation seemed very strange for a while, and the unsuspecting practitioners also felt the unusual atmosphere.
"I'll go now..." Cheng Yun left his seat and took a step back.
However, before he could finish his words, Bai Man, who was beside him, grabbed his left arm instantly, and a standard dagger pressed against Cheng Yun's wrist. In the next second, Dr. Jin had already circled behind Cheng Yun, grabbed Cheng Yun's shoulder with one hand, and held a ghost scalpel against his neck in the other.
"Hello? What are you doing!" Xiaohuo, who didn't realize that something was wrong with Cheng Yun, blurted out, "Is it possible to be possessed by a ghost?"
"Who's a human, who's a ghost, and who's a mouse, you can tell yourself." Bai Man twisted Cheng Yun's arm upwards, "The real Cheng Yun will not forget that he and his sister are in his wallet. Taking a group photo, I will never forget the name Cheng Xiaomeng."
"Just because of this?" Cheng Yun looked dumbfounded. "I just don't think it's necessary to talk about some things. Unlike Mr. Du over there, I don't really like to talk about things in the real world."
"Really? So you know that the girl in the photo is Cheng Xiaomeng?" Dr. Jin narrowed his eyes.
"Why doesn't my sister know?"
However, Bai Man tightened Cheng Yun's arm again, and said in an extremely cold tone: "As a good brother, you must at least remember that your sister's name is Cheng Jingmeng, not Cheng Xiaomeng."
"… "
"...Can't you all turn a blind eye and let everyone end this mission comfortably?" Someone who had been wearing Cheng Yun's skin suddenly sneered, "As long as you follow the script, at most you will be Only a few people have suffered some losses, why is it so ugly like now?"
Su Zimo got up and watched Cheng Yun being held hostage by the two practitioners without any tension, and suddenly felt that something was not right. This Cheng Yun's trump card might not be so simple.
The other practitioners also stood up and looked at the "Cheng Yun" in front of them in amazement.
In particular, Du Xin and Qi Xiaomin, who both belong to the Dawning organization, looked at the "Cheng Yun" squad leader who had always been trusted and relied on in disbelief.