Zhang Xiaolei couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.
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He took a deep breath, then carried the lantern and got under the bed.
It was dark under the bed.
Even if there were lanterns, it was so dark that it was uncomfortable.
What made Zhang Xiaolei most unbearable was that there seemed to be water under the bed.
The water wetted his shoes and made him particularly uncomfortable.
Where does this water come from
Zhang Xiaolei crawled along the passage in a puzzled manner. He carefully protected the lantern so that it would not be wiped out by water.
He crawled a few feet, and suddenly saw a coffin in front of him.
The coffin
Zhang Xiaolei was puzzled, and when he took a closer look, he discovered that the water turned out to be flowing out of the coffin.
A foul smell made Zhang Xiaolei very uncomfortable.
He endured the discomfort, put his hand on the coffin board, who knew that the coffin board was not nailed at all, he just pushed his hand and the coffin lid opened.
Zhang Xiaolei was dumbfounded when he saw the scene inside.
Inside the coffin, there was dark water.
There is a red dress floating in the water...
Zhang Xiaolei was startled, his head hit the upper plank directly, he almost screamed in fright, and realized that he had sneaked in, so he hurriedly covered his mouth, shaking and rushing out.
When he escaped from under the bed, Zhang Xiaolei quickly covered the board.
He hurriedly escaped from the Huayue Tower and rushed back to Zhao's house.
Li Fengwu was sleeping, and suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door outside.
He got up and opened the door, only to see Zhang Xiaolei standing in the doorway with a grieved face, curiously said: "What's the matter?"
"Sir, I am leaving you." Zhang Xiaolei rubbed his eyes and said.
"What do you mean?"
I saw Zhang Xiaolei holding back his sobs and said, "I said it was a Ligui's life, but you didn't believe it. Now, I opened Ligui's coffin, and I probably won't live for a few days."
"What are you talking about?" Li Fengwu said helplessly, "You were crying and talking about these things with tears and nose, but I didn't understand anything in the end."
Zhang Xiaolei endured crying and told the story again.
After Li Fengwu heard it, he was surprised: "You found such a clue?"
"Correct."
"There is a red dress floating in the coffin, and there is water?"
"Correct."
"Is the skirt the same as the one worn by Master Zhao?"
Zhang Xiaolei thought for a while, and said, "I didn't look closely, and I was scared off at the time. Thinking about it now, it seems the same."
"It can't seem, you have to look carefully."
Li Fengwu said seriously: "The coffin is weird. Remember to take a closer look. You can't escape this time, you know?"
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Zhang Xiaolei said anxiously: "Sir, please let me go. I was almost scared to death today."
"Look at what you said." Li Fengwu smiled bitterly, "Man, how can you be afraid of this and that, if you are so timid, how can you make a big deal in the future?"
Zhang Xiaolei aggrieved: "I don't want to make a big deal, I'm just afraid."
"Bullshit, go back to bed, and remember to go to school tomorrow!"
Li Fengwu seemed too lazy to argue with Zhang Xiaolei, he simply closed the door directly, leaving Zhang Xiaolei in a daze outside.
Zhang Xiaolei endured the fear and grievance, and returned to his small room.
As soon as he lay down and closed his eyes, the red dress of the coffin was in his mind.
This made him tremble with fright, and couldn't sleep.
It wasn't until dawn that he finally closed his eyes and slept for a short while.
After getting up, he went to school with exhaustion physically and mentally, and sat next to the old scholar to practice calligraphy.
What happened last night still scared him very much.
While he was practicing calligraphy, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.
He turned his head to look, and saw Shao Xiaoling standing behind him, laughing and saying: "I heard that you were caught by my dad yesterday and you were beaten."
Zhang Xiaolei said unhappy: "Your father is too much."
"You are not allowed to say that my father, you can't beat me..." Shao Xiaoling said, "How about it, does the waist still hurt today?"
Zhang Xiaolei was too lazy to talk to Shao Xiaoling, and practiced his calligraphy seriously.
The old scholar on the side sighed and said to Shao Xiaoling: "Zhang Xiaolei studies hard, you know how to have fun. Why don't you learn from Zhang Xiaolei and don't do business all day long."
Shao Xiaoling blinked and said with a chuckle: "How can a fist work for word recognition."
"Oh, rotten wood can't be carved."
Shao Xiaoling didn't care about the evaluation of the old talent at all. She sat aside comfortably, and said, "Zhang Xiaolei, you are so happy. You probably learned a lot from your husband, right?"
Zhang Xiaolei said in a bad breath: "Fat, I'm terribly scared all day long."
"Ha, that's you cowardly."
Shao Xiaoling patted her chest and said, "Auntie, I'm so old, so I don't know what fear is."
"Oh?"
Zhang Xiaolei said with interest: "Yes, school will be over in a while, let's talk."
Shao Xiaoling curiously asked: "What are you talking about?"
Zhang Xiaolei said calmly: "I'm practicing calligraphy, and I'll talk about it when I get out of the school."
What he said was like a feather fiddle with Shao Xiaoling's heart.
She only felt that she was impatient, wishing to know what Zhang Xiaolei hadn't finished.
What does this kid want to say
Shao Xiaoling was too anxious.
She sat next to Zhang Xiaolei and looked at him from time to time, waiting eagerly for the old scholar to say get out of class is over.
After finally getting up to the time, the students organized their things and left.
Shao Xiaoling grabbed Zhang Xiaolei's arm and said, "What did you want to say just now? Hurry up, I am anxious to death."
Zhang Xiaolei smiled and said, "You want to do something big, don't you?"
"That's not nonsense..." Shao Xiaoling said out of temper, "Of course I want to do something big!"
Zhang Xiaolei looked around and confirmed that there was no one, he whispered: "I have a big event right now, and I need someone to participate, but it must be kept secret. Can you do it?"
Shao Xiaoling curiously asked: "What's the matter?"
"Investigate the cause of Lord Zhao's death!"
"what?"
Shao Xiaoling dared not say anything: "Isn't that what the arresters did?"
Zhang Xiaolei said: "If you find out before the arresters, don't you think you have a face? Or if you find out something that the arresters didn't find out, wouldn't you have a face when you tell them? "
Shao Xiaoling thought for a while, and said seriously: "It seems that it is really like that."
"The opportunity is right in front of your eyes..." Zhang Xiaolei said earnestly, "If you want to try, come out and meet me tonight. It's just that my ugly words are at the forefront. If you don't keep it secret, I won't take you."
Shao Xiaoling bit her lip and said with a little excitement: "If I find out, can I have a few words with Li Fengwu?"
Zhang Xiaolei packed the ticket and said: "Of course, even if you talk all night! Of course, if you don't be afraid, although I am not afraid, I am also worried that you will faint.
But seeing Shao Xiaoling patted her chest again, she said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, grandma aunt never knows what fear is!" (End of this chapter)