The Midnight Owl

Wu Sheng and Qian Ai happened to be returning home, so they went all the way with the monk team.

Bringing the monks was the master of the hanging temple, Master Yan Yi.

Not everyone should be invited to host the Jiajia Temple, but the Cheng family is a big household in Tianjin, so it is natural to do things well.

"That's how things are, I don't know what the Master thinks?" After showing his identity and successfully walking with the ranks of monks, Wu Sheng told Master Yi Yi about Master Cheng's "fraud".

Master Yan Yi raised his eyebrows, his spirits were stern, and his eyes were wise, but in the depths of that wisdom, it was peaceful: "Death is due to fate."

He only said these five words, and he stopped speaking.

Death due to fate?

So anything that reappears has nothing to do with Grandpa Cheng, does that mean?

Is this suggesting that "fraud" is a ghost made by living people?

Or is there no hint, just a statement from the Buddhist perspective?

There are many "interpretations" in Wu Sheng's head at one time, but he can't make a final conclusion as to which is the positive solution. Master Yan Yi beside him looked at the front and concentrated on his way, apparently no longer planning to say more.

For some reason, Wu Sheng always felt that Master Yan Yi's eyes, in addition to wisdom and peace, also contained something else. But he was too shallow, facing an old monk who was twice as many as he lived in a year.

Qian Ai followed Wu Sheng. While walking, he turned his head from time to time to see Wu Sheng, Master Yan Yi, Master Wu Sheng, Master Yan Yi.

It ’s too difficult to understand the dialogue between masters ...

Behind the three of them, a young monk, has been following for a long time.

Xu Wang noticed the two people in front of the team from the beginning. Inexplicably appeared, inexplicably and abbot set almost, inexplicably followed the team, look like a key NPC.

So he acted decisively and sneaked up to the front of the team, wanting to hear what they said, maybe he could still find clues about the mission or meeting his teammates.

As soon as the result came close, I heard a corpse story of "the dead old man flying in the mist, even running the belt across the street," which is called a thrill.

Master Yan Yi didn't understand the sentence he said later, but the pensive back of this Mr. Glasses always makes him feel strange and familiar.

Quietly flashed beside the team, looking at the meditative side of Mr. Glasses from behind, it was very good, the strangeness was less, and the familiarity continued to increase.

Perhaps it was too explicit, and Mr. Glasses turned back keenly.

Four eyes, in the air, met with crackling.

Wu Sheng pushed his glasses, his eyes narrowed behind the lens, and he scanned the little monk peeping himself up and down like an X-ray.

Xu Wang swallowed and didn't know whether it was nervous or not. He raised his hand and felt his head.

Wu Sheng stared at his red-toothed young boy's face for a while, but in the end, his eyes fell on his smooth head.

Xu Wang restrained the urge to put another hand on his head and completely cover his head.

Wu Sheng tilted his head slightly and smiled at him, with a little joy, a little pride, a little ... interest.

The next second, Wu Sheng suddenly pulled Qian Ai out of the team and took him into an alley.

Master Yan Yi had no intention of turning a blind eye. He only moved forward quietly, and the night was dark. He did not notice that the two accompanying donors left the team.

"Why did you pull me here? Don't you go back to Cheng's house?" As soon as he entered the alley, Qian Ai was finally able to speak and immediately asked.

Wu Sheng compared him with a "shhh" and gestured for meditation.

Qian Ai could calm down, but still waited.

Less than thirty seconds later, a figure dexterously entered the alley.

Wu Sheng looked at the young monk who came into the brain with a probe, smiled slightly, opened his arms, and waited for the embrace.

Qian Ai looked stunned, and even more stunned, the young monk approached, and did not drill into Wu Sheng's arms, but stood steadily. He asked with a head, "Diligently?"

Wu Sheng replied as follows: "Studying and innovating."

Then the young monk was happy, and it seemed that he wanted to pounce on it, but he moved with his feet, looked at the person standing next to him, and hesitated again.

Wu Sheng couldn't help it, and the arm that had been opened was directly translated to the other person's head, touching and touching.

Xu Wang's head melon was frozen all the way to make Wu Sheng feel so warm, and there was no resistance.

Wu Sheng touched it several times in one breath, and was a little satisfied, before saying with a smile: "He is old money."

Xu Wang was surprised, and then looked at the gray brother next to him. Sure enough, he looked like a teammate. He was immediately curious: "Who are you wearing?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Ai finally realized: "Captain?"

It is suspected that the object is Sanren, Xiaoxue, Xiaokui, Xu Wang. Combined with the "thickness and affection" in the eyes of one's own military division, the answer is already the louse on Xu Wang's head at the moment.

"Wait a moment," Qian Ai remembered again. "Did you two just match the secret code? Just that hardworking innovation?"

"Well," Xu Wang took it for granted, "or how can I identify him?"

Qian Ai: "The question is, when did you two design the code?"

Xu Wang: "You don't need to design, you should be able to match this code."

Qian Ai: "Where am I going?"

Wu Sheng: "This is the school motto of our high school."

Xu Wang: "Did you forget?"

Qian Ai: "..."

He never remembered it! ! !

Therefore, if people can serve as the shift committee, he can only be an ordinary person, and there are reasons ...

The three partners summed up the information at the fastest speed. In fact, Xu Wang did not have much information here, so it was mainly Wu Sheng, Qian Ai added.

While speaking, Wu Sheng pulled Xu Wang into his arms, touching his head from time to time, just like touching a mascot.

At the end of the lecture, he looked down at the captain in his arms and gave his soul a fair evaluation: "You are getting smaller."

Xu Wang: "..."

The young monk is still a teenager, shorter than Xu Wang, and has a thin body. Whether in terms of age or body shape, it is indeed "smaller", but ... it sounds awkward!

Xu Wang was never the loser, and immediately returned his teeth: "You become ..."

Then, there is no more.

The Mr. Wu, who was worn by Wu Sheng, looks handsome, has wide shoulders and long legs, and comes with a breath of returning students. With the Sven's abstinence filter, he looks handsome in horizontal and vertical directions, and looks handsome in top and bottom, all good words. What did he say!

Qian Ai couldn't stand it anymore and walked out of the alley silently.

Both Mr. Bai hugged the young monk and Wu Jun ’s arms around Captain Xu, which caused him tremendous damage on this chilly night, which was greater than that of Mrs. Cheng ’s corpse.

...

When the three men caught up with the monk team again, they had reached the gate of the Cheng family.

The Chengjia compound was brightly lit and noisy-it was already fried.

The old man scammed the corpse, and disappeared over the wall. This matter should be blown up by anyone. Wu Sheng thought about it when he entered the door. As a result, he discovered that the matter was more complicated when he entered the hospital. The old man ’s body was seen by a group The person who wasn't very kind-hearted was sent back, and he was lying on the ground in the courtyard at this time. The people on the Cheng family did not say that they would send the old lady back to the mourning hall. Instead, they confronted the group of people who returned the dead body.

Of course, it may be scared, not daring to touch, fearing that the corpse will cheat once again.

"Nine Lord, do you have to let our Chengjia family die before we die?" The Cheng family, naturally standing at the head of the house, is Cheng Xiaonan. He is wearing Western-style pajamas and a Chinese cloak outside. It's very chic. It should be called by the next person in his sleep, so anxiously pulled a cloak, he came out to find out.

In contrast, the man who is called Jiuye is more calm: "Mr. Cheng, we are walking on the street side by side. Your grandfather came down from the sky. We met and recognized him and immediately gave him away. Go back to the house. You have to speak like this, but it will chill the hearts of the Fushou Brothers. "

"Ying Jiu! Don't cry from cats and fake mercy!" Cheng's side, surrounded by the servants, and a woman of twenty-seven or eight, she was well-dressed, and her expression was not soft. The temperament, as soon as he opened his mouth, it turned out to be spicy. "Everything about the second lord, the Cheng family and the gang are endless with you!"

The smile on Ying Jiu's face was condensed, not angry, but it was enough to make people feel oppressive: "I said this to Grandpa Cheng in the past, and I will say it a second time today," he looked around the entire compound, like Say to everyone, "Er Cheng Cheng's business has nothing to do with the Fushou Society, and we also want to find out, who in the end caused the Er ..."

"And," his last sentence, looking at the woman alone, "Don't let me say it a third time."

The woman still had some grievances in her eyes, but she didn't dare to speak again for half a day.

"Uncle ..." The door that led the monk into the courtyard, finally caught a gap, and immediately shivered.

This sound finally gave the deadlock a relief.

Cheng Xiaonan immediately ordered some courageous servants to take the old lady back to the hall, and then approached Master Yan Yi to greet him, and at the same time, he called for the tea house to come. In the process, he can also communicate with the mage about the next three issues.

Taking advantage of the chaotic movement of the monk team, Wu Sheng quietly asked Xu Wang to stare at Master Yan Yi-he always felt Master Yan Yi knew something.

With such a mission, Xu Wang followed the team of monks and disappeared in the direction of the courtyard.

Qian Ai also took advantage of the chaos to return to the shed, and also took the task given by his own military division-to inquire with the people about the Cheng family, the more detailed the more gossip the better.

In a blink of an eye, the Cheng family, the people of the birthday party, and Mr. Bai were left in the compound.

The first two were big teams, and Wu Sheng, an orphan, immediately made his debut in C and attracted all eyes.

Wu Sheng had to smile awkwardly and explained to the Cheng family: "I went to chase the old lady, but I didn't catch it, but I met Master Yan Yi, and then came back." After he finished, he looked at Ying Jiuye, always feeling I should say something to this guy, but I didn't find a topic for a long time.

Ying Jiuye let him watch it for a minute, and finally realized that the other party might not intend to speak first, so he had to repair the steps himself. This evening, he repaired the steps for others: "Mr. Bai."

Wu Sheng was stunned. The first reaction was to ask, "Jiuye knows me?" But he immediately realized that if he really asked, he would reveal the stuff, so he immediately borrowed the **** donkey: "Jiuye."

The two "suspected acquaintances" nodded at each other. The scene seemed to change from "three-legged separation" to "two-party alliance." "Mr. Bai, someone Cheng has told you everything you want to ask."

The implication is that you can go.

Of course Wu Sheng could hear it, but his face was innocent and ignorant, and his feet were rooted and immobile.

"Mr. Cheng," Ying Jiuyi smiled faintly, and naturally took the lead in the conversation. "It's cold at night, don't talk in this courtyard."

Cheng Xiaonan's face was so dark that it couldn't be darker anymore, which matched the night.

Ying Jiuye was so good that he continued to make up the knife: "Don't the Cheng family, even a cup of hot tea?"

...

In this way, Wu Sheng entered the Cheng's living room for the second time under the light of Ying Jiuye.

Why did Mr. Cheng's body fall in front of Ying Jiuye? What is the purpose of Ying Jiuye's stay? Too many mysteries, Wu Sheng can only watch the changes.

In fact, this Cheng family mansion is also a combination of Chinese and Western. The front yard is still an old mansion, but when walking in, a small western-style building came in. It was no less than the public buildings on the Five Avenues.

The female dependents all returned to the rear house, leaving only Cheng Xiaonan to entertain them in the living room of the small building.

Wu Sheng found out that this Ying Jiuye really had a gang leader—he only brought one person into the living room, and the rest of the Fushou Club's brothers were left outside the building. When it comes to overbearing, it is overbearing when it comes to decency. This is cruel.

He brought in a young man in his early twenties, with a beautiful appearance, pale skin, and a wound on his face, but he was very decently dressed ... erm, almost picked up according to Ying Jiuye.

He did not sit down and stood beside Ying Jiuye, quiet, but hard to ignore.

As soon as I sat down, the tea came up, and there was a small half glass of wine.

Cheng Xiaonan lifted the glass and symbolically asked the guests: "Do you mind?"

The guest wanted to drink, and the host wanted to drink without forcing others to drink with him. Of course, the guest had no opinion.

So the two drank tea and the other drank, chatting a few words from time to time, the scene was very harmonious.

Until Wu Sheng saw half of his face hidden outside the window.

Randomly found a leader, Wu Sheng left the building, ran to a secret place where he could not see his fingers, and joined his teammates.

Wu Sheng: "Are you asking?"

Qian Ai: "I have asked. The woman who rushed to Ying Jiu just now is the daughter-in-law of the second grandfather Cheng, named Hai Huiping, the daughter of the gang helper. She also has a brother named Hai Yunlong. It ’s the young gang leader. "

Wu Sheng: "Marine Gang?"

Qian Ai: "Well, the same organization as the Fushou Association, you know."

Wu Sheng: "..."

Qian Ai: "Cheng Xiaonan's daughter-in-law has been dead for several years without leaving a man and a half; Cheng Jiming, the second grandfather of Cheng's family, died last year, leaving a 10-year-old daughter and Hai Huiping's stepmother."

Wu Sheng: "Stepmother?"

Qian Ai: "Well, his daughter was born between him and his first wife. Later, his wife died of illness before he married Hai Huiping."

From Shengqingshan, Wu Sheng probably knew some of the current status of the Cheng family, knowing that there is only one uncle, one second-law daughter, and one second-grand daughter left in the Cheng family.

However, Xue Qingshan and the Cheng family basically did not interact, and Du Jinnian did not talk much about the Cheng family with him, so no more information.

"How did Cheng Jiming die?" Wu Sheng just watched the confrontation in the compound, and this is what he cared about most. Cheng Xiaonan and Hai Huiping both said that Cheng Jiming's death was related to the Fushou Society, but Yingjiu Dingding and Fushou Society were irrelevant. The key word here is "killed".

Cheng Jiming's death must have an inside story.

"Ah?" Qian Ai opened his mouth. "How did he die ..."

After a second, Jia Ding's "pillar" disappeared.

After more than ten minutes, return.

Qian Ai: "It's a good idea to let me knock on the side. He was kidnapped and torn away!"

Wu Sheng: "Blessed by the birthday party?"

Qian Ai: "The Cheng family said so, but it seems that Fu Shou would not recognize it. Anyway, the Cheng family gave the ransom according to the kidnapper's request, but Cheng Jiming was still dead. When he was found, the body didn't know that he was thrown into the burial post. How long has it been ... quite miserable. "

Wu Sheng fell silent.

"Listen to them, the Haigang yelled for a little half a year, but in the end it didn't make a real difference with Fushou." Qian Ai sighed, "You said that Cheng Cheng is also a son-in-law of the Haibang, so dead, the Haigang can endure?"

Wu Sheng shook his head: "It's not tolerable, it has to be tolerated. Just now Haihuiping and Yingjiu went back and forth. Haven't you figured it out yet? It's really tough. The gang can't eat the longevity party. Maybe it's a bit of a tooth.

Qian Ai looked at the spectacles that occasionally reflected in the dark, and sincerely admired: "Military division, you are too into the role."

From temperament to lines, they are very close to the style of the Republic of China. How is this done?

"Right," Wu Sheng devoted himself to the task, rarely praising the praise, "Grandpa Cheng? How did he die?"

Qian Ai: "..."

After a second, Jia Ding's "pillar" disappeared.

After more than ten minutes, return again.

Qian Ai: "Sick ... dead ..."

Wu Sheng: "Don't worry, you must breathe first."

Qian Ai: "Last year Cheng Chengming died, he was ill, he has been lying in bed until now, it is estimated that he can't hold it."

Wu Sheng: "What disease?"

Qian Ai: "It seems that there is no specific illness, that is, the son died too hard, and then it will not work every day. But ..."

Wu Sheng: "But what?"

Qian Ai: "There is a man who says that this is a haunting evil spirit."

Wu Sheng: "What do you mean?"

Qian Ai: "He just took such a talk, and I didn't take care of the details."

Wu Sheng: "..."

Qian Ai: "..."

Wu Sheng: "..."

Qian Ai: "Yes, I wrote down this question. Military division, what else do you have? Can you write a note for me? I will ask it all at once."

Wu Sheng was a little bit sorry, but many problems came out based on the newly acquired information, and he really could not control it.

Fortunately, it's almost the same.

"On three questions, one, why is it that Mrs. Cheng is haunted by evil spirits; two, Du Jinnian usually walks closest to the Cheng family; three, how long did Du Jinnian stay with the Cheng family two days ago, and when did he leave. "

This time, within ten minutes, Qian Ai came back. I do n’t know whether it was his side-by-side technology that leaps and bounds, or whether the people were inspired by the soul of gossip. Without tapping, he continued to output.

Qian Ai: "Last winter, Cheng Jiming had just been buried shortly. Grandpa Cheng slipped in front of his house, possibly because his old bones were brittle, and he stayed in bed after that. The reason for the wrestling was in front of him. I do n’t know which servant sprinkled the water and froze. Anyway, I found a circle and found no culprit. Plus Cheng Jiming died so miserably, there were rumors that Cheng ’s family was entangled by evil spirits. Constantly. No, Mrs. Cheng did not survive this year, and went with it, the more rumours became, the more real ... "

Wu Sheng: "The second question ..."

Qian Ai: "I was about to tell you this. Du Jinnian and Cheng Jiming had the best relationship. When Cheng Jiming was still there, he always came. When Cheng Jiming died, he almost didn't go to the door."

Wu Sheng: "But he came the day before yesterday."

Qian Ai: "Well, the day before yesterday did come, just talking to Cheng Xiaonan in the living room you just sat in. But when Grandpa Cheng just left, the Cheng family was still in chaos. Cheng Xiaonan did n’t entertain him for long, and he continued to work. The aftermath has gone. "

Wu Sheng: "Then? Du Jinnian left?"

Qian Ai: "I don't know."

Wu Sheng: "I don't know?"

Qian Ai: "It is said to the outside that Du Jinnian quit after drinking tea, but according to people, no one saw him leave the Cheng family."

Wu Sheng: "What does this mean? This person disappeared out of thin air? Disappeared in the Cheng family mansion?"

Qian Ai: "Yes."