The Plough

Chapter 21

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The Yuan family had not been allowed to go out from the small building. When Alan died, they all lost their energy and looked thinner and haggard than a few days ago. Ling Shu and Yue Ding Tang walked in when they felt the overwhelming depression.

Even the patrolling couldn't wait, and when they took over, they made an excuse to go out for a drink.

"I think the front building is not very clean. The death of the master and his wife may also be related to this."

The housekeeper was called in front of him, hesitating for a long time, and finally said something amazing.

Yue Dingtang frowned: "You didn't tell us that last time."

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "I didn't know it would be so fierce last time, but now even Alan, hey, no one can't believe it!"

Yue Dingtang: "What kind of unclean method?"

The housekeeper sighed: "When the old man moved into this house, he was persuaded..."

In the early years, the regime changed frequently, and the world was in turmoil. Those warlords with names abounded. Today they are friends, tomorrow they may be enemies.

Yuan Bingdao was originally a subordinate of Liu Cunhou, the Sichuan governor. Liu's loss of momentum was beginning to show. He immediately ran away with a group of troops and tried to establish himself on the mountain. , Yuan Bingdao still wanted to rely on the National Government to make a comeback, but the National Government despised him because of his bad reputation and lack of military power.

In desperation, Yuan Bingdao had to bring his family and children to Shanghai as an apartment, so this house was originally used for his retirement, so he naturally chose it carefully and attached great importance to it.

At that time, there were three houses for him to choose from, but he only took a fancy to this place, because the cunning and cunning Yuan Bingdao believed that in today's world, the world is surrounded by great powers, the country is weak and the people are weak. Sooner or later, it will be targeted. It is not the United Kingdom, the United States, or Japan and Russia. After all, the house in the concession is safer.

The previous owner of this house was an Englishman who married three wives. It is said that all of them died strangely. At that time, there were rumors that the British killed their wives.

Later, the British also died, and he could not be rescued when he was found. It is rumored that before he died, he described it as terrifying, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. Later, the rumor of being haunted spread like wildfire.

After Yuan Bingdao bought the house, it was used as Yuan's mansion, and it was safe and sound for more than ten years, and everyone gradually forgot the previous rumors, but the old housekeeper still remembered that three people died one after another this time, and the memory was suddenly washed away from the depths of his mind. He pulled it out, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Ling Yue and the two looked at each other.

Ten years ago, let alone them, they were the servants of the Yuan family. Those with younger qualifications might not even know about them.

"Your grandfather is so rich, you can't buy any house, no matter how big or good, why do you have to have a haunted house?" Ling Shu asked.

The old housekeeper smiled bitterly: "At that time, I was in a hurry to move in. It happened that the house was big enough. The old man has several wives and concubines. If it is not a house like this, it cannot be accommodated."

Ling Shu looked up and looked around.

"Although the location of Yuan Mansion is good, the lighting is poor, and the house on the street is also a bit noisy. For a master like Yuan Bingdao, who is not bad for money, this is definitely not the first choice for retirement. Besides, as far as I know, the Yuan family moved with his family. When you came here, your grandfather only brought one wife, one concubine, and one child, Yuan Bing. After more than ten years in Shanghai, he has not accepted new people, and it seems that he does not need such a big house."

The old housekeeper: "The old man's consideration is something I can't ignore. I also persuaded him. The old man insisted on buying this place, and I can only listen to it."

Yue Dingtang: "So when you lived here more than ten years ago, there were no ghosts?"

The old housekeeper hesitated for a moment: "There have been a few times. At that time, the Yuan family had a large population, and everyone didn't take it seriously. Later, the old lady and the old lady passed away one after another, and the house gradually became vacant, and there were more and more strange things."

Ling Shu: "Then why didn't Yuan Bing and the others think about moving?"

The old butler sighed: "My master spends half a day away from home. How can he manage so much? Besides, he has nowhere to go except for this house!"

When I asked about Alan again, no matter the housekeeper or the rest of the Yuan family, they all didn't know.

As Ling Shu and the others expected, Alan's existence is almost transparent in the Yuan family. Although she is an extremely important person around Du Yuning, her muteness and illiteracy have caused serious obstacles to her communication with other people, except for the old housekeeper's meeting. Except for some sign language, other servants could not communicate with her at all.

No one likes her, no one hates her, and no one cares about her. If it hadn't been linked to the murder case this time, her every breath, life and death would be destined to not make too much waves.

Such little people, in this era, in this city, are everywhere, it is not surprising.

Ling Shu: "Did Alan leave anything behind, or is it a relic?"

The old housekeeper said: "After her accident, the chief of the patrol room came over and took away all the things she used on weekdays. The two of you can ask."

Yue Dingtang was noncommittal: "Let's go to the front building first."

The old butler hesitated and refused to join.

Yue Dingtang knew the reason.

Now the rumors are flying all over the sky, especially the rumor that the Yuan Mansion is haunted, and even the patrolling in charge of the guards swears that he has seen Du Yuning standing by the window and staring out.

In this case, other people are naturally also in a state of turmoil, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

Ling Yue and the two did not force him. Yue Dingtang had the key in his hand, so he could open the front door directly.

A dusty breath rushed towards the face, wrapped in the coldness of ice and snow, rolled into a ball, cold and dry, without any pleasant and exciting elements.

The owner of this small building has only been away for a long time, and his popularity has disappeared completely, and he is even a little ghostly. No wonder the old butler stayed outside and refused to come in.

Yue Dingtang went to the servant's room downstairs first, while Ling Shu went upstairs to Du Yuning's room.

It's time to watch, I've seen it last time, and there really isn't much new to discover.

But Ling Shu was afraid that he might have missed something, so he still re-examined every detail in every corner.

Footsteps came from outside the door, very light and not fast.

"What did you find?" Ling Shu didn't turn his head back.

He thought it was Yue Dingtang.

But no one spoke from behind.

Ling Shu was looking through the drawers beside the bed, but he didn't pay attention for a while, until a breath was gently blown on the back of his neck.

With a warm and cool breath, the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Ling Shu grabbed it with a backhand, and it was empty!

He turned back sharply!

The light above his head suddenly went out.