When we returned to Mr.
Xu's house, Shen Mengtian was talking to Fatty and the others.
I asked Fatty and the others to ask Senior Han for advice, and it seemed to be working. otbnkotgt "What do you think, Senior Han?"
I asked.
"Senior Han said that your guess is half right."
Fatty’s words made me a little confused.
It’s right, but why is there a half-right statement?
"What is half right and what is wrong?"
I asked confused.
"Senior Han said that your idea about the Onmyoji was right.
He also thought that this should be some Japanese spell.
But he said that the Onmyoji was not dead."
I was stunned by these words.
I always thought that the Onmyoji must be dead.
How many years has passed?
Even if he was eighteen years old when he came to China to take the special higher education course in 1937, he would still be at least 18 years old today.
He is nearly eighty years old, and after so many years of war, the probability of still being alive is too small.
"Even if he is alive, why would he harm these children?
An 80-year-old Japanese in China must be known to the neighbors.
But now that we have investigated, there are no Japanese nearby, so this doesn't make sense."
I shook my head and said.
"Senior Han said that this method of controlling ghosts is very similar to some Chinese witchcraft, but not that complicated.
It should have been simplified after being introduced to Japan from ancient China.
That is why it is full of flaws.
Of course, Han The most important point that the senior said is that if this Onmyoji is still alive, then he cannot be too far away from the soul he controls, and he must have a symbol similar to Sakura.
This is reasonable. " The fat man's words made me even more confused.
I touched my chin, feeling a little confused.
Now it can be judged that it was this Onmyoji who attacked the child, and he must be an old and immortal guy.
He attacked the child and controlled the ghost at the same time, which can be said to be a two-pronged approach.
If you can't be too far away from a ghost, then he must be near the school.
Who could it be?
A farmer from a nearby village or the owner of a certain shop?
"I can't think of it now, but the old guard told me a new legend today.
If we have time tomorrow, we can go to the rooftop.
I want to verify the authenticity of this legend."
After a few words of explanation, our brothers went back to their rooms.
After taking a shower, I feel much refreshed.
I sit in the room and watch the rain outside.
Strangely enough, when it rains heavily, other people feel annoyed, but I feel happy.
I always feel that a rain can wash away the dust and make the surroundings clean.
Mr.
Xu came over smoking a cigarette.
His smoking posture was very stylish, with his cigarette stuck on a pipe, and he looked like a British gentleman.
"Mr.
Xu."
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I said hello politely.
"You haven't slept yet.
Xiao Shen's affairs have troubled you." he said with a smile.
"No, just helping.
Besides, we are also friends with Teacher Shen.
You said before that you have business dealings with my mother, right?"
I asked.
"Yes, we often have business cooperation, and it is quite pleasant to do business with her.
What's the matter?
I want to hear about your mother's experience in the past few years."
He blew out a puff of green smoke and asked softly.
"Forget it, I'd better rest early.
The Ling family didn't bother you, right?"
I shook my head and said.
"A few days ago, a former friend sent me a message.
It may not be good news for you.
I heard that the so-called Ling family was not very happy and sent new people."
Sure enough, this feud in the world is really endless.
The three ghosts of the Ling family have gone back, and the people who come will definitely be more powerful.
"I'm causing trouble for you.
Do you know who sent me?
If we can handle it, we will handle it ourselves."
I'm embarrassed to say it.
"No need.
Since I promised to help you stop this matter, I will naturally do it.
The person sent by the Ling family this time seems to be named Zhuan Ya, which is a weird name."
After hearing this, I almost jumped out of my chair.
The first disciple of the Ling family, a senior figure in Jianghu who is more powerful than the master of Sanshan Mountain.
It seems that Linghuan is really angry this time and wants to kill us.
"Senior, Zhuanya, you may not know it, but I have heard of it.
He is a senior who studied in Maoshan.
His abilities are not comparable to those of the three ghosts of the Ling family.
I think it is better not to drag you down.
I will take Fatty with me tomorrow.
Leave with Luo Qiong.
You can help me with this matter."
I know we can't delay it any longer.
People are helping us out of kindness, and we can't harm them.
"Oh, Maoshan, I miss you so much.
I remember that Taoist Xuqing and I tasted tea in Maoshan a long time ago.
Since we are people who have studied art in Maoshan, I want to meet him and see him.
Let’s see if Maoshan’s weight is too light.”
In fact, Juya should be older than Mr.
Xu, but I heard his tone as if he was talking about his juniors, but they, the masters of martial arts, really can't explain clearly.
"Don't worry about me.
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Just concentrate on helping Xiao Shen and I will take care of things.
It's getting late.
Go to bed early, Mr.
Ba."
He held the cigarette and walked far away, strolling leisurely as if he had a plan in mind.
For some reason, he always felt that he couldn't see through this old Mr.
Xu.
Even more mysterious than the feeling Mr.
Tang gave me After school ended early the next afternoon, Fatty, Luo Qiong and I pretended to be repairmen and entered the school, and then asked for the key to the rooftop from the old guard.
"You mean there's another compartment on the rooftop, right inside?"
The fat man stood outside the iron door, looking into the crack in the door, but couldn't see anything clearly.
"This is a rumor in the school.
No one knows if it is true or not.
I will open the chain first, verify the rumor in the compartment, and see if there is anything unclean inside."
After I finished speaking, I walked forward and used the key to open the iron lock.
The heavy chain slowly pulled down, and the iron door opened again.
A road leading to the rooftop appeared in front of him.
I took the lead and walked up.
The passage was dark, the stone steps were covered with moss, and it was obviously very damp.
The air is not good either, and the smell mixed with rust makes me uncomfortable.
After walking for more than ten steps, we went directly to the rooftop.
I looked around and saw no partitions.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
“There are no compartments, what’s going on?”
the fat man asked.
"I don't know if this rumor is false."
I scratched my head and said.
"It's false at first sight.
What about Japanese people and rape and suicide?
The more mysterious it is, the more false it is.
Okay, okay, let's withdraw first and see if there are any other clues to investigate."
After the fat man finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment Luo Qiong, who was standing next to him, suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, there seems to be a problem here."
After hearing this, the two of us hurried over, only to see Luo Qiong squatting on the ground and gently tapping a steel plate with his hands.
Except for the "dong dong" sound, the inside of the steel plate seemed to be empty.
“Seems empty” Luo Qiong's observation skills are amazing, and this discovery rekindled my thoughts that I had given up.
"Come on, Fatty, help me, let's move this steel plate."
I asked the fat man to help, and the three people lifted the steel plate and moved it to the side.
Then they looked down and saw a dark space inside.
It was unclear what was hidden.
It seemed empty, but it was definitely a compartment.
"Haha, there really is a compartment."
The old doorman's words were verified again.
I looked down with a flashlight.
It looked like a room inside.
Where the light source swept through, I could see a table, chairs, and a small bed.
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"It looks like someone has lived in it."
Fatty also felt strange.
"I'll go down first, and you guys can take care of me from above."
After I finished speaking, I jumped under the steel plate.
Inside was a small room, covered with thick dust.
There were some shabby quilts on the bed, some blood stains scattered on the ground, and books and a few newspapers on the table.
When I picked it up and looked at it, I was stunned.
The date on the newspaper was actually from more than thirty years ago.
And in the pile of books on the table, I found books that were basically all in Japanese, which seemed to confirm my idea.
"Fat man, this must be the Japanese house, where he and his daughter live.
The old guard is right, we found it."
I shouted with a smile, but at this moment a sudden change occurred.
The steel plate above my head actually moved on its own, slowly covering the exit above my head.
Fatty and Luo Qiong tried to stop them but couldn't move the steel plate away.
I saw the light above my head getting less and less, and finally the steel plate covered the exit, completely shutting me in the compartment: