Chapter 83 Hide and Seek
"God of Wealth?" Ning Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, remembering the door couplets posted at the main entrance of the stilted building.
[The door welcomes blessings in spring, summer, autumn and winter]
[Households receive wealth from the southeast and northwest]
[Longevity without borders]
"Did your father write the couplet at the door?" Ning Zhe asked.
Shi Yurou nodded: "Yes, it was written by my father during the Dragon Boat Festival this year, and my brother and I posted it together."
"That's it..." Ning Zhe's eyes flickered from in front of him. He moved away from the childish statue of the God of Wealth and looked at the things in the study room. Furnishings:
A writing desk displaying the four treasures of the study, a log coffee table, a wooden shelf holding various cultural toys, calligraphy and paintings affixed to the wall, a bookshelf neatly stacked with thread-bound books...and 5 seemingly A wicker chair woven from the flexible twigs of a certain plant.
A very normal study room, nothing strange. If there is something missing, it is probably because there is no computer. The study room of modern people is usually a computer room, but Ji Bo tasted this The old guy is obviously not a modern person in the ordinary sense.
Ning Zhe walked to the writing desk and took out the unfinished writing from under the paperweight. What was written on it was:
[I would rather eat without meat than live without]
"Can't live without it" No bamboo." Ning Zhe read out the unfinished second half of the poem.
Literati use bamboo to attract people's character. Su Shi's poem "Yu Qian Monk Luyunxuan" is one of the representative works: no flesh makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar. People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.
"Did you see anything?" Shi Yurou came to Ning Zhe and asked softly.
Ji Bochang's will stated that as long as Ye Yao and others on the list come to the study and listen to the will, they will naturally know what to do. Shi Yurou saw that Mr. Ye Yao, who was wearing a ghost mask, came in uninvited late at night, and had been meditating frequently since he entered the study. He probably knew something about the changes that occurred after his father's death.
Ning Zhe gently rubbed the paper in his hand with his fingertips, squatted down and looked at the wicker chair leaning against the table, and suddenly said for no reason: "Interesting..."
"What? ?" Shi Yurou felt confused.
"Your father is hinting to me to go find his body... It's best to take you or your brother with him." Ning Zhe shook his head and finished the unfinished words Pressing it back under the paperweight: "It's very late today. I'll come back during the day tomorrow. The view will be better during the day."
Did father leave a hint? Shi Yurou felt even more confused. Why didn't she see any hint?
But out of politeness, she still softly called Ning Zhe, who turned around to leave on his own: "Mr. Yeyao, if you don't mind, you can sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving."
" No, it’s painful.” Ning Zhe turned and went downstairs without looking back.
Shi Yurou was stunned for a moment, then realized it immediately. She hurriedly ran back to the coffee table and saw that the tea she put in the pot had been boiling for several minutes from when she was chatting with Ye Yao to now. They are not off the fire, and the dark brown tea soup looks like Chinese medicine.
It must taste like Chinese medicine.
"Ah... so embarrassing, so embarrassing..." Shi Yurou covered her eyes with her hands, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her ears.
"Sister, what are you doing?"
Shi Yurou was feeling embarrassed when a familiar voice came from the door. When she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome young man standing at the door of the study. It was her twin brother Ji Yunying. .
Beside Ji Yunying, stood a well-mannered young man. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, with a fair complexion and soft facial features. He was dressed in a pure black tunic suit that was cut very well, and he had a A pair of gold-rimmed glasses with high prescription. "Yunying, you are back. Who is this...?" Shi Yurou thought for a moment, then remembered that this gentle young man in Chinese tunic suit was also on the list left by his father, and said, "Is this Mr. Lan Shiwen? Are you I don’t look much like the person in the photo. I didn’t recognize him for a moment. I’m really sorry. Sorry."
The young man known as Lan Shiwen looked at Shi Yurou for a moment and smiled gently: "I don't look very photogenic. In girls' terms, I should be called '. No need to worry about it?”
The three of them chatted distantly for a while. Ji Yunying noticed the freshly brewed tea on the coffee table and asked doubtfully: "Are there any guests at home?"
"Huh?" Shi Yurou was a little confused: "When you went upstairs Didn't you see Mr. Ye Yao? He just came downstairs and he should have bumped into you."
Lan Shiwen frowned and looked at Ji Yunying. They both shook their heads: "No, we walked along the way and didn't see anyone."
This is strange... Shi Yurou was very sure that Ning Zhe had just left the study, but Ji Yunying and Lan Shiwen who went upstairs together said they didn't see him.
...Did he not go downstairs?
A chilling chill crawled up Shi Yurou's lower back. She quickly used her mobile phone to call up the surveillance camera of Izumo Villa. She saw a man wearing a long windbreaker and an evil ghost mask strolling through the garden. Walking on the winding path in the villa, stroll towards the gate.
"No, Mr. Ye Yao has already gone downstairs..." The chill in Shi Yurou's heart dissipated slightly, but an incomprehensible confusion still lingered in her chest.
"Tell me about Mr. Ji Bochang Ji's will." Lan Shiwen didn't seem to want to delve into this topic, so he walked to the wicker chair next to the coffee table and sat down.
Ji Yunying opened a new cup for him, poured the fragrant tea, and said: "My father's will was a bit strange. He asked us to take away all the items he usually used..."< br>
"Pfft——" As soon as Lan Shiwen started to speak, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
"What's wrong?" Ji Yunying looked at him doubtfully.
Lan Shiwen looked at the tea cup in his hand, and then at Shi Yurou, who was standing not far away with his hands hidden behind his back and his eyes evasive, and he had a clear understanding in his heart.
"It's nothing...Mr. Ji usually treats me well. His sudden death was like a thunderbolt to me. It's really unacceptable." Lan Shiwen frowned and drank all the tea left in the cup. After drinking it, he forced a smile and said: "Good tea."
While the sister and brother were retelling the will left by Ji Bochang before his death to Lan Shiwen, Ning Zhe dug out the wall of Izumo Villa Outside, walking in the forest seems to be looking for something.
Ning Zhe held a flashlight in his left hand and picked off a wide leaf with his right hand and looked at it carefully. He took a few steps forward and picked a new leaf from another tree and compared the two.
After basically going around Izumo Villa in this way, Ning Zhe confirmed his guess.
"Ji Bochang hid his body and the ghosts he controlled... He hoped that other ascendants could find him."
And it would be best to bring Shi Yurou with him He and Ji Yunying went to find it together.
“Old fox.” Ning Zhe sighed lightly and didn’t take it to heart.
He has no interest in solving the strange events caused by Ji Bochang's death. Whether his son dies or not, or whether the whole city of Yundu City dies has nothing to do with him.
Ning Zhe only cares about one thing - how much does Ji Bochang know about Yu Ziqian's ghost that can only put a stamp of thought on people?
(End of this chapter)