Time Agent: Brother, this pot is a bit heavy!

Gu Qi went upstairs along the stairs.

He leaned sideways against the wall, stretched out his hand to push open the door of Qin Weizhong's room, turned around, and hid in the guest room on the side.

There was a sound of intermittent moaning and the shaking of the bed board in Qin Xiangxiang's room.

Qin Weizhong came back late, he didn't sleep peacefully, and the door was wide open, and after a while, Qin Weizhong, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up.

He woke up from his bed in a daze, pushed the door open in his big pants and walked out.

After Gu Qi left the house, he walked in.

He listened to the sounds of panic and anger coming from outside the door, mixed with loud slaps, and turned a deaf ear.

Gu Qi flipped through the table and found nothing.

He pondered, and finally fixed his gaze on the gray coat hanging from the hanger.

His hand fumbled in his coat pocket for a moment, and sure enough, he found a bronze key out of it.

The footsteps outside the house gradually approached, Gu Qi came to the window, looked at the air conditioner box outside the window, and jumped down.

The summer wind was hot and dry, and the windows were not closed very tightly, revealing a slit, and the gauze curtains were flying.

Qin Weizhong closed the curtain, turned on the air conditioner, and lay on the bed with Xia Liang in his arms. He lay down for an unknown amount of time, until sleepiness came, and then he fell asleep.

Gu Qi knelt on one knee on the air-conditioning box, until there was a snoring sound in the house, confirming that the people in the room had fallen asleep, and then he lowered his eyes and looked at the windowsill next to him.

He stood up, rubbed his sore legs, and stepped on the windowsill not far away.

These legs seem to be a little short...

Only then did Gu Qi remember that his soul was wearing an old woman.

He helped his forehead, grabbed the air conditioner box with both hands with great difficulty, and pushed the window sill on the second floor with both legs, and reluctantly moved over.

'Bang!' in the basement, Gu Qi turned on the light.

The faint light hit the white cloth covering the bed frame, and blood slowly dripped down the leg of the bed, blooming a petite bright red flower on the ground.

The atmosphere is eerie and terrifying.

Gu Qi came to a somewhat bloated sheet and reached out to lift the white sheet.

A white stump was blood-colored, and it rolled to the ground in pieces. The body is white and stiff, covered with scars. The head turned several times, and his eyes were red and he tried to widen.

The scene is a bit creepy, and it's creepy.

Gu Qi frowned, and lifted the second white cloth one after another, the third, and the fourth...

He lowered his eyes, his gaze falling from the long slit in his eyes, sweeping the stumps and skulls all over the ground, sweeping over the eyes that refused to bare his eyes, still without any emotion on his face.

After he finished reading it, he only raised his thin eyelids, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

It's... But what about these heads and stumps?

Before the matter was clarified, it was not appropriate to startle the snake, and thinking of this, he calmly put down the white cloth.

Early in the morning of the second day.

Early in the morning, someone rang the doorbell.

Qin Weizhong looked up at the person at the door in disbelief.

"Mom, where have you been? Why don't you know how to say it?"

A few days ago, Qin Weizhong's mother Li Hongwei disappeared. Qin Weizhong couldn't find her everywhere in a hurry, and just as he was about to call the police, he suddenly received a letter from Li Hongwei to him.

"Go out with your girlfriend for a few days and come back, don't read it. His

mother has always been quiet, except for his mother's sister Li Wanlian, who went to their house every once in a while to get the title deed of the old house, no one visited their house at all.

But...

First, he had searched everywhere he could find but had not found it, and second, the handwriting was indeed his mother's handwriting.

So although Qin Weizhong was suspicious, he could only believe it.

"Didn't you say that you would go out with your girlfriend for a few days and come back, why are you so worried?"

The person who came avoided Qin Weizhong's body and entered the house sideways.

"Has anyone been here during my absence?" asked the visitor casually.

Somehow, Qin Weizhong remembered the man who was lying on Qin Xiangxiang's bed last night.

His eyes drooped slightly, he was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "No." "

Is there anything unusual in the house?" the visitor looked around at everything in the house.

"What's so strange?" Qin Weizhong was a little puzzled.

His mother was so strange that he couldn't understand it?"

The man came upstairs with the guard.

"If you say something unusual," Qin Weizhong said suddenly, "my aunt hasn't been here recently. The

hand on the ladder tightened.

"Really? That's kind of weird. The

footsteps did not stop, and he went upstairs into the house, looked down on the dresser, and finally pulled out a key from a black imitation leather notebook.

"Mom~" Qin Weizhong's voice sounded behind him.

The man tightened, hurriedly put the key in his pocket, and turned around.

"What's the matter?Wei Zhong?" Qin

Weizhong looked at the somewhat stiff body of the person who came, and frowned.

Was he thinking too much? How did he feel that nasty woman in his mother.

But that woman wasn't there

He glanced at the floor, then looked up: "Mom, this house hasn't been cleaned in the days you've been away. Tonight, you will stay in the guest room first, and when I have the time to clean and change the sheets, you can go back to sleep, okay?"

"Then I'll stay in the downstairs room.

Gu Qi listened to the footsteps of the two and went downstairs, and then he opened the wardrobe and walked out.

If he was not mistaken, the person just now looked exactly like himself, and even the mole on his face...

These two men are twins, but even if they were twins, they had never heard of twins who even looked the same as the moles on their faces, and were still in the same position!

How could that be?

He hurried to the dresser and leaned closer to see himself in the mirror.

At the end, he reached out and touched the mole on his face imperceptibly, but he didn't expect the mole to fall off!

Gu Qi was stunned. The mole appears to be glued with a special glue, and it will fall off automatically when the time comes.

Gu Qi took the frame on the table and looked at it carefully, only to find that the owner of the room had no mole in the first place.

He thought about it carefully, and instantly understood the cause and effect.

Qin Weizhong's mother Li Hongwei has a twin sister Li Wanlian, the two look exactly the same, the only difference is that Li Wanlian has a mole on the side of her cheek.

A few days ago, Li Hongwei was killed, and Li Wanlian went to the hospital for some reason to remove the mole on her face, and lived in under the pretense of Li Hongwei's identity.

But Qin Weizhong knew that there was a corpse under the floor, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was someone else's pretended mother. It's a bit ridiculous.

What the hell is going on?

Outside the house, thunder and lightning roared.

Qin Weizhong was wearing a raincoat and carrying a one-person-high suitcase, and while Li Wanlian was asleep, he took the elevator downstairs alone. He looked a little flustered.

The elevator went down to the first floor, and the door suddenly opened.

The visitor was soaked and plunged into the elevator.

"Dad?" the woman's crisp voice rang out.

Qin Weizhong raised his head in some surprise. He subconsciously glanced out the door, and the man just closed the car door, and then the horn sounded, and the car sped away.

His eyes instantly turned cold.

Qin Xiangxiang sensed Qin Weizhong's cold gaze, moved his lips, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Qin Weizhong walked out of the elevator sideways as if he didn't see her.

Qin Xiangxiang paused and curled up his fingers. Then he walked out of the elevator quickly and reached out to stop him.

"Dad, it's so late, where are you going?"

Qin Xiangxiang glanced at the one-person-tall suitcase in Qin Weizhong's hand and glanced at his lips.

"Get out of the way!" Qin Weizhong glanced at his daughter, who was not angry, and became a little angry.

"Dad!" Qin

Xiangxiang watched Qin Weizhong's car disappear from view, and his mood was a little complicated.

There is a wasteland near the residential building that is to be cultivated, and there are many small uneven dirt slopes and countless wild grasses more than one person high.

I don't know who said out of someone's mouth that it was not safe here, that there were dead people. So there are fewer people here, let alone at night.

There are ghosts in the night, and those who have done bad things are afraid of them. People who haven't done anything bad seem to be afraid of ghosts.

So, when no one came, or fewer people came, the wasteland gradually became a wasteland.

Wasteland, desolate land.

But this night seemed to be different.

From

the wasteland, the sound of hoes and ploughing was heard, interspersed with the sound of rain splashing on the dirt.

Through the heavy rain and fog, as far as the eye can see, a man in a blood-red raincoat seems to be struggling to fill in the soil.

The rain poured and lightning struck the trunks of nearby trees, illuminating the people buried in the dirt. The last handful of dirt fell, just enough to cover the slender fingers on the ground.

Qin Weizhong put the hoe in the suitcase, turned around and went downhill.

The lightning roared, and the goose-yellow raincoat suddenly broke into view.

Such a bright color seemed a little out of place on this bleak night.

"Who asked you to come along?" Qin

Weizhong's voice carried indescribable anger.

"Dad," the girl's face turned pale and her voice trembled, "go and turn yourself in!"