In the branch, apart from Ma Shanfeng and Lu Xiuzhi, only Chen Yang, Kou Xuanling and Zhang Qiudao had ever been exposed to the four-star list. Kou Xuanling and Zhang Qiudao had only been exposed to it, but never participated in it in depth. Only Chen Yang participated in it in depth in the No Man's Village, but he was fearless because Du Shuo was there. This time, he planned to let a few people in the branch try to take over the four-star list, but he was still a little hesitant and worried.
"This time, Xiaoli, Qiudao, Lao Kou and I will take the order together." After saying that, Chen Yang turned to Lu Xiuzhi and said, "You... forget it, you should just follow Lao Kou."
Wei Xuan jumped up and raised his hand: "What about me?"
Chen Yang looked down at him: "Have you finished your homework?" Wei Xuan retreated in defeat, while Da Pang swung his tail and laughed. When passing by, Wei Xuan stepped on Da Pang's tail cautiously, and the latter jumped upstairs with a roar. He ran and cursed: "I knew all zombies are vicious!" Wei Xuan held his head high in victory and went to do his homework.
Ma Shanfeng sneaked up to walk Wei Xuan around the community while no one was paying attention. He was already immersed in the envious and jealous gazes of a group of old men and women. No one understood where his fun came from.
Chen Yang shouted, "Uncle Ma, stay." He stopped Ma Shanfeng and pulled him back, so as not to disturb Wei Xuan from doing his homework. Ma Shanfeng put away the disappointed expression on his face, and when he looked back, he was still the honest and simple Deputy Director Ma who was as steady as a rock.
The group discussed the newly received four-star order, hoping to have a deeper understanding and be more confident. They discussed until late at night, and then they went to rest. On the way back to the room, Chen Yang habitually went to see Wei Xuan. The little girl had already fallen asleep, so he left. When he opened the door to his room, he quickly pounced on Du Shuo, hanging his hands and feet on Du Shuo like a koala.
Du Shuo patted Chen Yang's butt and picked him up, weighed him up, and hugged him tighter: "Are you very happy?"
"Not bad. I'm in a good mood." Chen Yang smiled with narrowed eyes.
He was smiling like a little mouse stealing fish, Du Shuo's heart softened, and he wanted to kiss him. Chen Yang hid behind him to prevent him from kissing him, and he smiled even happier when he saw that he couldn't kiss him. Du Shuo stopped and stared at him quietly. Chen Yang was a little confused and looked back carefully, then slowly approached and was caught, and their lips were entangled. After a while, Chen Yang leaned on Du Shuo's shoulder and panted softly. Du Shuo sat on the edge of the bed and spread his legs, letting him sit on him and gently stroked his back.
Du Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, with an insatiable, increasingly greedy light in them. He chuckled, "Did you drink?"
Chen Yang half closed his eyes: "A little bit."
I'm afraid it's more than just a little bit. He looks a little drunk. He must have drunk a lot without restraint. Du Shuo curled his lips, his eyes sparkled, and his voice became lighter and more seductive, like a feather lightly falling on his heart: "That means he's not drunk. Let's do something happy first. Yangyang, call me husband first..."
"Uh-huh… "
The next day, at noon, Mao Xiaoli glanced at the blazing sun outside, then turned back to look at the big clock hanging on the wall, and said to Zhang Qiudao and Ma Shanfeng, "Is the time wrong? It's ten o'clock now, why hasn't anyone shown up yet? Wei Xuan's get out of class is almost over."
Ma Shanfeng calmly drank his tea and said, "Husbands and wives need to be separated for a few days. We accidentally missed the time limit while talking about personal matters. Let's wait a little longer."
Mao Xiaoli was silent for a while: "I can understand Brother Chen and Director Du, but what about Old Kou and Lu Xiuzhi?" As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps coming from upstairs. She looked up and found that it was Kou Xuanling: "Hey, Old Kou, you also talked to Lu Xiuzhi in private?"
Kou Xuanling straightened his collar: "No, we just talked late into the night." It would have been fine if he didn't straighten his collar, but as soon as he did, Mao Xiaoli would stare at him. Why wear a turtleneck in the hot summer
Mao Xiaoli lowered her eyes, and when Kou Xuanling passed by, she quickly pulled the collar on his neck, and saw a large patch of purple marks inside, she screamed "oh, oh". Kou Xuanling was so scared that he pulled back his collar to cover his neck, and turned around to see Ma Shanfeng and Zhang Qiudao both with "oh~~" expressions on their faces, so he said: "It was a mosquito bite! Don't you know how many mosquitoes were bred by the heavy rain the day before yesterday? The door was not closed last night and mosquitoes flew in to bite, I knew that with your dirty minds, you would definitely think of something wrong."
Lu Xiuzhi also went downstairs. He changed into a round-neck T-shirt. He had previously worn a silk Tang suit with a collar. It was rare for him to change into modern young people's clothes. He looked particularly handsome. Everyone looked at his neck with sharp eyes. Sure enough, they saw fewer red marks.
Kou Xuanling: "He was bitten too."
Mao Xiaoli nodded seriously: "Old Kou, I believe you. But why are you wearing Lu Xiuzhi's clothes and he is wearing your T-shirt? Are you close enough to exchange clothes?"
Kou Xuanling's face froze for a moment, then he nodded calmly: "Yes. It's nothing for brothers to exchange clothes." He glimpsed Chen Yang coming downstairs, and even more piercingly saw that Chen Yang was wearing a Dushuo shirt. The shirt was too long, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and the hem tied up, which looked quite fashionable. He immediately said: "Look, Chen Xiaoyang is also wearing Dushuo's clothes."
Hearing this, Mao Xiaoli and the others looked strange. Patting Kou Xuanling on the shoulder, Zhang Qiudao said, "Yes, they have a deep brotherly love."
Kou Xuanling reacted, silently covered half of her face, didn't want to talk, and refused Lu Xiuzhi's approach. Lu Xiuzhi glanced at her from time to time with a pitiful look, as if he was a heartless man who threw away after eating. Kou Xuanling felt cracked in her heart, all because of drinking last night.
They drank all the wine brewed by Ma Shanfeng without self-control, and were a little drunk when they went back. After being drunk, some messy hormones fermented inside the body, and the whole person was drowsy and wanted to drink more. As soon as you smell the smell of alcohol on the other person, you pounce on him and bite him. Isn't that treating him as alcohol? Kou Xuanling covered half of his face and got into the car, convincing himself with a mess of reasons in his heart.
They just couldn't help biting each other, and fell asleep while biting each other, and nothing happened. So fundamentally speaking, nothing happened. His original target was the wine, not Lu Xiuzhi.
Kou Xuanling slowly convinced himself. After Lu Xiu got in the car, he sneaked up to Kou Xuanling and whispered in his ear, "Are you still angry? Don't be angry, okay? I just treated you like a drink last night."
Kou Xuanling's eyes lit up: "You also think of me as wine?"
"Yes." Lu Xiuzhi chuckled, lowered his voice and looked at Kou Xuanling intently: "I treat you as fine wine." Kou Xuanling didn't hear anything, but was very happy to think that both of them were innocent and more open. Little did he know that when other people heard it, they would get goose bumps all over their bodies.
Listen to that, "I treat you as fine wine", what a refreshing love talk. I can't wait to taste it and get drunk. After hearing this, Kou Xuanling still smiled with amorous feelings. Even in this situation, he still thinks that we are brothers, pure and innocent. Straight man Kou still can't see his own nature.
Mao Xiaoli clicked her tongue and looked at Chen Yang who was catching up on his sleep in the back seat: "Brother Chen, are you tired?" Hearing this, Zhang Qiudao glanced at her first, thought about it but did not interrupt.
Chen Yang was catching up on sleep in the back seat, feeling groggy. When he heard Mao Xiaoli's question, he perked up: "Oh, yes, I have a hangover. I still feel a little dizzy now, haha." He couldn't say that he had too much fun in the role-playing game and now he doesn't have the energy to deal with it.
The group set out to the address shown in the list, in the remote suburban mountains. They drove along the winding mountain road into the mountains. The woods on both sides became more and more dense, and the sun only fell on the road in spots. Occasionally, the sound of birds could be heard in the forest, and occasionally one or two cars passed by, heading in the same direction as them but splitting at the fork in the road ahead.
The destination of their trip was a private collection, and the owner had devoted his life to collecting all kinds of strange things. However, after he collected a painting two years ago, strange things began to happen. Of course, there were some strange things hidden in his private collection, and it was normal for strange things to happen occasionally. But recently, the security guard he hired to guard the dead collection died.
The museum also began to become restless, with the things inside causing trouble. Several times, they almost killed the owner and his family, so the owner specially invited a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirits.
Kou Xuanling spread out the information and said, "This museum is quite famous and is circulated among a certain class. Occasionally, it is open to people from this certain class to visit and buy the collections inside. Because the collections are relatively unique, some people will spend a lot of money to buy them for excitement. The owner of the museum is Wei Guangming. His wife and children live with him in the museum. The painting he collected before was called "Grotesque". It was a portrait of an evil ghost painted by a notorious murderer in prison using his own blood mixed with paint. Because it was just circulated and was collected by Wei Guangming in the museum, it is not famous."
Chen Yang: "Did strange things happen because you bought this painting?"
Kou Xuanling: “Yes.”
Mao Xiaoli: "The most vicious murderers will inevitably become evil ghosts after death. Such people do not need any external stimulation. They had twisted personalities during their lifetime and took pleasure in killing people. After death, they naturally became evil ghosts. Generally, before they die, Fengdu will send the ghost department to catch them. However, if the other party escapes by other means, such as hiding in a painting, the ghost department may not be able to do anything."
Chen Yang: "It's possible. If the painting is realistic enough, it will naturally become a place where ghosts live. Since the painting was drawn by the murderer with his own blood, there is a connection. If the murderer hid in the portrait after his death, it is possible that he slowly accumulated strength and started killing people. By the way, did Wei Guangming mention how the security guard died?"
Kou Xuanling: "Yes. Wei Guangming hired the security guard for about half a year. Just last month, Wei Guangming auctioned off a collection in the museum. The security guard then discovered that the strange things in the collection were actually very valuable, and began to try to steal things from the collection. One night after being fired, he came back to steal things. But he died at the door of the collection, his lower jaw was torn, and his mouth, throat and heart were filled with glass beads. The security guard died because his throat was ruptured and his internal organs were torn by the glass beads."
"Hiss—what a miserable death." Mao Xiaoli touched her arm and felt that this was a very painful death. "If it was really the work of the evil ghost in the painting, it would be really horrible."
"It's just speculation now. We are not sure whether the owner is lying or not. We are almost there." Chen Yang looked out the window. There was no one. It was fine during the day. I'm afraid I can't go out at night because I'm very likely to get lost.
Zhang Qiu said, "We're here. Look ahead."
Everyone looked towards a building in front of them. The building was similar to a small castle, low-key and gorgeous, hidden in the jungle. When the car turned a corner and went to another road, the building went from being vaguely visible to being clearly visible.
The car stopped in front of the parking lot of the collection hall, and several people got out of the car and walked to the door of the collection hall. There were five words carved on the plaque of the collection hall: Wei's Collection Hall, a simple name that had no characteristics at all. Chen Yang pressed the doorbell, and a young woman came to open the door after a while. She asked: "Excuse me, who are you?"
Chen Yang took out the Tianshi sign and showed it to her: "At Mr. Wei's request."
The young woman quickly made way for them and invited them in: "Welcome, you're finally here. We've been very worried lately, and the museum is becoming increasingly restless." She introduced herself: "I'm Wei Guangming's wife, my name is Qi Yin. Come in and sit down, I'll go call Old Wei to come down." After that, she went to the side to make a phone call.
Everyone observed the furnishings in the collection hall. According to the information, the collections in the collection hall are all on the third, fourth and top floors. Wei Guangming's family lives on the first and second floors. They have five children. The eldest son and daughter got married and also lived in the collection hall. The furnishings on the first and second floors of the collection hall are very old-fashioned, like a mansion from the Republic of China period, and there are also some furnishings that only powerful families of that era had.
Mao Xiaoli retracted her gaze and whispered, "I remember that Wei Guangming's eldest son is almost thirty years old, and Qi Yin looks very young, only around twenty-five at most."
Kou Xuanling: "This is my second wife. The eldest son, eldest daughter and second daughter were all born to my ex-wife, and the youngest pair of children were born to Qi Yin."
Mao Xiaoli: "It's complicated. I have a bad feeling about it."
"Calm down." Zhang Qiudao kicked Mao Xiaoli under the chair: "Be quiet, someone is coming." Mao Xiaoli immediately sat up straight and looked up at Wei Guangming who was approaching.
Wei Guangming was in his fifties and looked well-maintained, like a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked a little tired, and his legs seemed to have been injured. A cold-hearted girl beside him helped him down the stairs and stood in front of everyone.
Chen Yang stood up: "Hello, Mr. Wei."
Wei Guangming raised a polite smile: "I guess you are Chen Yang Chen Tianshi?"
"Yes." Chen Yang moved aside and introduced the people behind him. After meeting them one by one, Wei Guangming sat down and said to them, "Please help me expel the evil spirits in the collection hall." After a pause, he smiled and said, "Maybe you will wonder how I can be so sure that it is ghosts. After all, I like to collect all kinds of strange and weird things, and I have encountered many strange things. My ex-wife... died at the hands of a ghost. My leg was injured at that time. It hurts when it rains."
When Wei Guangming mentioned his ex-wife, his brows darkened. The girl next to him whispered to comfort him: "Dad, don't be sad. Mom won't be happy if she knows, and she won't blame you."
Chen Yang raised his eyes and looked at the girl. The girl noticed and smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Wei Xiaoxiao."
Wei Xiaoxiao, the second daughter of the Wei family, the youngest daughter of Wei Guangming's ex-wife, is now nineteen years old.
Qi Yin also came over to comfort Wei Guangming. After Wei Guangming cheered up, he said, "You should have a basic understanding of the situation in the collection hall. So when do you plan to drive away the ghosts?"
Chen Yang: "We must first understand the situation clearly before we can prescribe the right remedy."
Wei Guangming: "That's fine, you can stay in the collection hall. Qi Yin, take a few Taoist priests to the guest rooms." Qi Yin responded with a smile on her face, and just as she was about to speak, she heard the cheerful laughter of children upstairs.
Wei Guangming showed an unhappy look, and Qi Yin said nervously: "Zhizhi is making trouble again, I will go and ask her to be quiet and stop making so much noise." Then she smiled embarrassedly at Chen Yang and others: "Sorry, Zhizhi is young and likes to play and make trouble."
She led everyone up to the second floor, but did not find her little daughter Zhizhi in the children's room. She only saw her little son sitting obediently among the toys. Qi Yin picked up her little son and asked kindly, "Baby, where is Zhizhi?"
The little boy said slowly, "Hide and seek."
Qi Yin said gently: "Then why don't you go find Zhizhi?"
The little boy looked at Qi Yin strangely: "She's not playing with me."
Qi Yin froze her smile: "Who is that with?" Her voice was a little sharp, and even she was startled. When she looked back at Chen Yang and others, there was still fear in her eyes. She smiled embarrassedly. She asked the little boy in a low voice, but the little boy played with his fingers and didn't say anything.
On the other side, Mao Xiaoli fell behind the crowd, curiously looking at the building of the collection hall. She stopped in front of a golden clock and looked at it for a while. When she couldn't help but reach out to touch it, the small window on the top of the golden clock suddenly opened, and a pale child's body fell out, which scared her. When she regained her composure and wanted to check the child's body, she got up and pointed at the golden clock and laughed: "You can't find me, I win!"
Alive, alive? Mao Xiaoli looked at the child in surprise. When she lowered her eyes, she found that the golden bell was covered with salt. She asked, "Are you Zhizhi? Why are you hiding in the golden bell?"
Wei Zhizhi yelled, "Who are you? A thief? Mom! Mom—there's a thief in the house!!"
When Qi Yin heard the voice and came over to see, she was so angry: "Wei Zhizhi, you are playing with salt again!"
Wei Zhizhi said unconvincedly: "If I don't sprinkle salt on them, they will find me. If they find me, I will be the ghost! I don't want to be a ghost!"
"You still say that! You imagine that you have friends at home to play with you every day, and you make a mess of the house. I must beat you!" Qi Yin was so angry that she picked up a feather duster and chased after him. Seeing this, Wei Zhizhi screamed and ran away.
The little boy was left there, playing with his fingers. Chen Yang squatted down and looked at him. Before he could say anything, the little boy stretched out his short, chubby little hand and said, "Hold me."
Chen Yang was stunned. The little boy took a step forward and threw himself into his arms: "Hold me." Chen Yang picked up the soft and tender little boy, who had a strong milky scent.
The little boy said, "Zhizhi didn't lie."
"What?"
"Chi-Chi is playing hide-and-seek. If she gets caught, she'll become a ghost."
Looking at the little boy's distinct black and white eyes, everyone felt a chill down their spines.
The author has something to say: Second update tonight.
I'm not trying to become the biggest boss recently. It's impossible in this lifetime.
It's just that I've been busy these days and the number of updates is less than 6,000, so there are only two.