Han Changdui picked up the pen and wrote and drew on the paper for a long time, and finally looked dazed, put down the pen, and clicked the names on the paper: "On the night of Song Huaide's accident, Wang Zhong drank flower wine with him, and Huo Hanshan had an accident, he met Wang Zhong in Xishi, this Wang Zhong must know what is unseemly." ”

Yao Qi pursed his lips and tilted his head thoughtfully: "The more you know, the faster you will die, and sooner or later you will have to be killed." ”

Han Changdui sighed softly: "Then find him before he is destroyed." ”

The shops in the West Market are all on the door panels, the lights are all gone, there are black holes everywhere, some of the magnanimous shops have a few red lanterns at the door, the lanterns are lit all night, and the candles are not burned, they are all white flowers of silver.

The building was originally very generous, the front and back of the building were full of lanterns, and on the side of the guise that was picked out, a string of huge lanterns were also hung.

But since the accident happened that day, the lantern in front of the building has also been dimmed, and has never been lit again, and the lantern is covered with a thin layer of floating ash, and the gray is shaking in the wind, making a squeaking sound, like a burst of bleak wind and bitter rain, very gloomy.

From the outside, it seems that there is no one in the Cerser Building, but everyone in the West City knows that the current Cerser Building is an ominous place, not to mention that there are people from the Internal Security Division guarding it, even if it is really empty, they will not go in, for no other reason, for fear of hitting ghosts.

The guards were guarding all over the building, and the guards who were resting at the changing of the guard did not dare to sleep too deeply, while the guards who were guarding were wide-eyed and did not dare to blink.

In the backyard, the jujube tree fell quietly to the ground, the dark moonlight flowed between the branches, and the scattered branches seemed to be immersed in mercury, the cold air was endless, and the sparkling light floated.

In the empty courtyard, there was a very low rustling sound, like fallen leaves being blown by the wind, rustling, and like rats and ants gnawing on something, clicking.

The sound was originally very small and very low, but there was a dead silence all around, and the sound became like thunder, becoming clearer and clearer.

A tall and thin guard suddenly moved his ears slightly, and asked suspiciously, "Eh, did you hear any sound?" ”

The other two guards looked at each other and listened for a long time, one of them shook his head and said in a quiet voice: "There is no sound, what did you hear?" ”

The thin and tall guard frowned slightly, and the thunderous sound was in his ears, but when he listened carefully, he couldn't hear it, so he had to attribute it to his hallucination, and shook his head inexplicably: "I guess it's a mouse." ”

The humble inner guard sneered: "What a mouse, I see that your kidneys are very weak, and you are hallucinating." ”

The thin and tall guard was not embarrassed, and the big horn smiled: "Then you can get me some deer antler velvet or something." ”

"Return the antler velvet." Another guard smiled and said in a high-pitched voice: "Be careful of being weak and having nosebleeds." ”

The three guards sat or stood under the porch, a fire in front of them was bright, a pot of wine was warm next to the fire, and fat leg of lamb was roasted on the fire, and the oily dripping in the fire made a sizzling sound, and the smell of meat wafted in the wind.

"This meat is roasted, come on, eat." The thin and tall guard rubbed his hands, the dagger flashed coldly, and the sharp blade cut off a piece of meat, and the fat and thin piece of meat trembled lightly at the tip of the knife.

The other two internal guards also unceremoniously moved, taking a sip of meat and a sip of wine, dispelling the coldness in the cold night.

The three guards ate happily, and their hands and faces were covered with shiny oil, and they ignored the sound of rustling, like the sound of the wind blowing through the branches.

In the pit of the black hole, the soil seemed to be loose, I don't know what was arched loosely, and there were countless small pits inexplicably, but the size of a thumb, deep and shallow, as if something had crawled out of the dirt and left.

If you look closely, countless small dense pits snake out of the tree pit and spread all the way to the pond that has been dug up and scattered, and the bottom can be seen deeply.

The remaining mud should have frozen solidly, but now it was as if it had been chiseled and gnawed by something sharp, leaving a dense honeycomb-like crater.

The moonlight fell on the uneven thin ice, the honeycomb-shaped pit was half-light and half-dark, and there was a creaking sound, and the thin ice was covered with fine cracks, fine and tortuous, like a spider's web, and the rustling sound came from under the thin ice, like countless ghosts moaning.

In Pingkangfang, far away from the Seser Building, the room was dimly lit, and a tall man sat sideways, leaning over slightly, looking intently at the small cup on the bookcase in front of him.

The ordinary small cup rested firmly on the bookcase, and a bean light fell on it, and the dark brown cup was smooth and translucent.

The man stared intently, as if he were looking at some rare treasure.

Suddenly, the originally calm cup suddenly shook violently, the lid jumped wildly, and there seemed to be a manic thing in the cup, desperately trying to break free from the confinement and rush out.

The man's face changed greatly, he held down the small cup that was beating wildly with one hand, copied the incense burner with the other hand, and shook the incense burner back and forth beside the small cup, and the wisps of white smoke drilled straight into it along the gap of the small cup.

The incense wafted lightly around the cup, without the slightest fragrance, just a pale white light.

After a few moments, the contents of the cup fell silent, and the cup stopped shaking.

The man breathed a long sigh of relief, his face was pale, his expression was gloomy, and he shouted in a low voice towards the door, his voice was a little sharp: "Go and check, who moved the sacrifice." ”

No one spoke outside the door, only the sound of hurried footsteps, and they went downstairs with a bang.

When the cup was safe and quiet, the man carefully opened the lid of the cup, and the cup was bright red, calm as a dry well, and there was no sign of surging in the spurt, so he calmed down, re-closed the lid, and added a spoonful of incense to the incense burner.

He turned his hand and took the old book on the bookcase, and when he looked through it, the paper was already yellowed and curled, because the pages were worn down very thinly, revealing a bright fire.

The scroll had no name, and it was only a thin dozen pages, but he read it with great concentration, and every word was enough to memorize it backwards.

The light shone on his face, he was very well maintained, his face was tight, without a trace of wrinkles, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes were slightly raised, flashing with a shrewd and fierce light, thin lips pursed, there was no trace of smile, his chin was very clean and smooth, and he couldn't even see a little blue stubble.

He flipped through the scroll, and slowly became sleepy, so he fell asleep on the kang as if he had to hold the book.

The small cup rested quietly on the bookcase, and a wisp of pale white smoke drilled into the cup, and little by little reddish light penetrated through the gap, flickering and swaying, like a demonic ghost.

The next day, the sun is very good, since the Shangyuan Festival, the day is better and better day by day, the sun is warmer day by day, the snow on the eaves has begun to melt, and the snow is falling down in the drops.

He Zhenfu took the internal guards who changed shifts into the Seser Building, from the front building to the back yard, checked it, looked at the burned ashes under the corridor, kicked on the ash pile, the ashes floated up one after another, and the wine bottles buried in the ashes suddenly leaked the filling, and rolled into the distance.

The three guards suddenly changed their faces and looked at each other with bitter faces.

He raised his eyes to look at the empty courtyard that had not changed, and his face sank: "Who let you drink, have you forgotten the rules of the Internal Security Division, are you on the pole to find a fight?" ”

Although the three guards drank for half a night, they were not drunk, and their minds were clear, smiling and touching the back of their heads.

The thin and tall guard said boldly: "General Banner, it's too cold this night, I can't stay up if I don't drink a little." ”

He Zhenfu glared at him, and the tall and thin guard was suddenly silenced.

He also knew that they were doing drudgery, and reprimanded them twice, but he didn't really want to pursue them, but he still shouted with a gloomy face: "If you dare to slack off and miss the errand, no one can save you." ”

The three internal guards glanced at each other, recognized their mistakes quickly, and had a very good attitude, and said in unison: "I know that I am wrong, and I don't dare anymore." ”

He Zhenfu snorted and asked, "Was there anything wrong last night?" ”

The three guards shook their heads one after another: "No." ”

"No?" He Zhenfu raised his eyebrows and carefully inspected the courtyard.

As the weather warmed up, the soil was not as solid as before, and it was no longer so hard under my feet, but the layer of hoarfrost fell to the ground, and many traces were covered up and not easy to detect.

He Zhenfu looked around carefully, and really didn't see anything wrong, so he nodded and said, "Okay, you go back to the government office to rest." ”

The three of them said yes, and then turned around and walked out, but just after taking a few steps, the thin and tall guard suddenly stopped, thought for a long time, and hesitated: "General Banner, last night, I heard a little rustling sound, I don't know if it's the wind or what." ”

He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the other two people: "Did you hear it too?" ”

The other two guards shook their heads in unison: "I didn't hear any sound from the humble position." ”

He Zhenfu suddenly felt that something was wrong, if it was the wind, how could only one person hear it.

He looked at the tall and thin guard and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the voice come from?" ”

The thin and tall guard recalled carefully, looked at the tree pit hesitantly, and hesitated: "It seems that it came from the mouth of that well, and I didn't pay attention to it at that time." ”

He Zhenfu's heart sank, and he hurried to the tree pit and leaned over to look deeper.

It was the same as yesterday, it was still dark, and the broken roots were still in the dirt, with teeth and claws.

The rotten smell that emanated from the wellhead yesterday had dissipated after a night of winding, and there was only a faint smell of earth, which did not smell so good.