Chapter 99 It's all caused by rats

In the first year of the Red Calendar Reform, an appalling bloody case occurred in the new rural production brigade of Hongqi Village, Quchaihezi Township, Spring City.

Captain Yong Hansheng's family of 13 were killed. Except for Yong Hansheng, his adoptive father Song Yan and his grandson Yong Bowen, who went out to visit, all the families were destroyed.

The tragedy shocked the Spring City. Since the top of the Red Dynasty and vigorously eliminated the black and yellow bandits, despite the turmoil during the cultural years, this kind of extermination case against civilian families is still the first in 30 years. The case is registered in the Ministry of Public Security, and a special case team formed by the Provincial Public Security Department to mobilized elite forces to investigate. It can be investigated for more than a year. There is no clue. The most important thing is that Yong Hansheng, the bitter owner of the case, never appeared again except for showing his face after the bloody case, as if he had evaporated from the world, which brought great difficulties to the detection of the case. This tragedy, which is still haunted by the Chuncheng police, has become an unsolved case. Time has spread. Except for the dusty case files that are still in the unsented case file and records the tragedy that have happened, not many people remember this bloody case that coaxed the whole Northeast.

Of course, there are always some people who remember this.

For example, the villagers in the new countryside.

Most of the original villagers' hometowns were in Guanli. In the ninth year of culture, they probably had the idea of homesickness. They left the northeast and returned to their hometowns one after another. Nowadays, most of the villagers in the village have moved here around the decade of culture and the first year of reform. Many old people still remember the bloody smell that filled the whole village in the morning of the bloody case, and the Yong family's old house is shrouded in a layer of horror. Although the house is quite intact, no one has been interested in it for many years, but the village is unwilling to live in even if the house is broken. Not only that, the neighbors of this old house standing in the village have moved away, and the people closest to the old house are also 100 meters away, separated by bracts. Usually, everyone walks around here instead of passing by the door.

For a long time, this has been a good place for the children in the village to bet on their courage. Anyone who dares to sneak in and walk around the dog hole will be recognized by all the children. If he dares to spend the night alone in it, he is a recognized hero, but so far no hero has been born. According to the children who have gone in, there are always faint screams and cries in it, as if the ghost who died 20 years ago is still in love in the room. So there are more and more horror legends about the Yong family's old house. There are endless stories such as bloody female ghosts pulling people at the door and scolding people, headless ghosts crawling for their heads, and so on. The messengers swear that they saw it with their own eyes.

Of course, we can fully know that these are all bullshit.

Because Yong Hansheng, as the head of Taiping Taoism and a master of Taoism, it is impossible to let the ghosts of his relatives stay in the world. The first thing he did after the tragedy was not to call the police, but to send the souls of his relatives to be reincarnated. The hatred in the magic world is not as great as the soul after death. This is an unwritten rule. Although the big alliance acts fiercely, it has its own demeanor. Although there are 11 thousand ways to dissipate these souls, they disdain to do so. Similarly, Yong Hansheng killed the headquarters of the major league and killed more than 300 mages, and also did not use spells that hurt the soul.

So, the haunted old house is just a joke. Even if all the old houses in the world where murders have occurred are haunted, this Yong family's old house can't be haunted. This place has been empty for many years, but after all, it was once the general altar of Taiping Road. The tiger is dead, and the wild ghosts who pass by dare not go in and rest.

It is the time of the autumn harvest at the beginning of September. There is nothing wrong with the ground. The men, women and children in the village will take big baskets and small bags to pick up wild vegetables and pick up walnuts and pine pagodas. Most of the recovered mountain goods will be sold for subsidized household use. A small part will be kept by yourself and given to relatives in the city to taste fresh food. There is also a good situation. Those who are short of this amount of money will be given away. Although it is not a rare thing, it is also a feeling for everyone to have fun.

So at this time, the village is always empty, and even personal figures are rare.

Yong Bowen drove in from the north of the village and ran to the old house of Xitou Yong's house along the main road of the village. Except for two or three kittens and puppies, half of them did not look at it. However, he didn't go back to his hometown to save his relatives. Although Lao Tunzi, who has no relatives, is a little intimate, that's the same thing. After all, there are probably no people who know him. What else can he think about?

The door of the old house was unlocked. It was sealed with spells. Yong Bowen lifted the spell, pushed the door open, looked at the yard full of weeds and stayed for a while. He went back to the car, drove the car into the yard, and then returned to close the door. Then he took a deep breath, walked through the courtyard step by step into the living room of the main room in the middle.

Although I am in a mood, I am not very sad. The days of living in this old house are short, and I don't remember things at a young age. The impression of this place is limited to the gloomy and coldness of every New Year's snowy night, as well as the sad old man and the three-pillar incense that burns until dawn.

The living room is still covered with old-fashioned red bricks, and now it is made of cement.

According to Ai Liyun's text message, Yong Bowen found the third floor tile on the left and opened it. Sure enough, he saw a wooden box in the pit under the brick. Although it was broken and full of dust, he could faintly see the original exquisiteness. There was also a chocolate pattern on the box and an advertising slogan, "The fragrance of love is far away. In addition, there is a handwritten cucky English sentence, "loveyouforever", the inscribed "text", but it is Yongda Tianshi's own handwriting.

This box of Yong Bowen was impressive. It was because he confessed the gift he gave to Ai Liyun on Valentine's Day that year. At that time, he rushed to the downstairs of the women's dormitory of Ai Liyun's school with chocolate and roses in his right, and shouted at the throat, "Sister Xiaoyun, I love you!" The male compatriots around who also came to pick up girls applauded and cheered him up loudly. As a result, after waiting for a long time, a man ran down from upstairs. It was Eliyun, the third brother who slept with him. He grabbed his chocolate and roses with a smile and ran away. Without saying a word, he left Yong Bowen and waited uneasily for several minutes. The hateful woman poked her head out of the window and shouted, "Lao Si is not here, chocolate me. Let's eat for her!"

It's really an unforgettable Valentine's Day.

Yong Bowen blew the floating ash on the box and gently opened the box.

There is indeed an envelope in the box, but it is already tattered, a box of paper scraps. Take a closer look, there is a big hole under the box, and traces of mouse bites can be seen on the edge. I thought that the passing mouse accidentally found such a box and thought it was a good thing to grind its teeth, so it took it a few times. It was still not enough to bite through the box, so it bit the pieces of paper inside.

Yong Bowen carefully pulled out a small part of the intact and unfolded it. He was simply a paper fishing net, and he could see more than a dozen words, "Xiaowen... when... look... I... go back to the bird's nest... dragon and tiger... oath... no... no... agreement... thousand Farewell... I... I don't know..." I only looked at Yong Da Tianshi confused, and it was uncomfortable to scratch my lungs. After reading it again and again, I couldn't help sighing, "Sister Xiaoyun, you idiot! Why don't you know how to cast a protective spell..."