Conquer the World

Chapter 193 The Snow Road Walks Chang Anduo's Murder Case

After coming out of Tai Chi Palace, Fang Jie did not take the carriage through the city, but walked slowly on the street in the face of snowflakes.The snow was covered with white before leaving Miyagi. After turning two streets, the snow was already as thick as the bottom of the boots.The residual snow of the last snow has not yet melted, and this snow came one after another.I don't know if God feels that Chang'an City is not beautiful enough to decorate in the winter.

Feeling that the snow under my feet is getting thicker and thicker, if I take a closer look, I will feel a wonderful sense of boredom.It seems that the solution is relaxed, but in fact, the mind is heavy and the steps are a bit heavy.As he walked, he hung his head slightly, watching the flat and clean snow surface stamped out by his feet.Step by step, so clear.

The emperor's words have been circling in his ears. The emperor who picked him up by himself seemed to be very playful. He threw him into the prison cage and released it, and then kicked the solution into this one. In the game, the emperor was very happy, but Fang Jie was going to desperately.

If Chang'an City is a big lake, then the court is the deepest part of the lake.Not many people can easily go boating freely.Fang Jie now has only one reed at his feet and wants to cross the lake ... How easy is it?

There are very few pedestrians on the street, and there is no one on the carriage through the city. When the carriage passed Fang Jie, the driver greeted him enthusiastically to get in the car. If the teenager does not sit in the car, eight coins will take you to your door.

Fang Jie asked seriously not five coins?

The driver said, "Isn't this heavy snow? It's not too much to add three coins."

Fang Jiewen asked eight copper coins wherever they were sent?

The coachman said if you just take a mile, am I sorry to charge you eight coins?Within ten miles, there were still five coins.Three will be charged for more than ten miles. Is it fair?

Fang Jie was really fair, but I didn't sit down.

The driver almost tilted his nose in annoyance. He said he would n’t sit down and tell me why?He glanced at Fang Jie with the most disdainful look, and then urged the horse to whip the carriage away.Fang Jie smiled silly, as if it was a big deal.

The sky was getting darker and the cloud pressure was so low that it seemed that you could pick up a handful of newly opened snowflakes with one hand.Fang Jie suddenly regretted not taking the carriage, and it would take at least one hour if he walked all the way back to the shop.The hospital uniform is dirty and you have to wash it yourself, although there are women ... but Shen Qingfan is not the type that would hold the tub to wash clothes.

So he decided to take a short cut.

Turning to another street, Fang Xie looked at the street sign when he walked into this street.

East Eighteenth Street

Fang Jie calculated the distance, still far away from Dongzi 23 where the shop is located.There are no pedestrians in this street, it looks extraordinarily clean and serene.The layout of the various square cities in Chang'an City is almost the same. The straight streets separate the square of tofu slices in Fang City. If you can overlook it from a height, you will be shocked how the construction of this male city is so regular.

The sound of stepping on the snow is very clear, and Fang Jie looked at the shops on both sides of the street while walking.About a hundred meters into East Eighteenth Street, he found that there should be a dilapidated house in this place that should be bustling.Judging from the incomplete look, it's been said that for decades there has been no interest.You have to know that although Chang'an City is huge, it's worth a lot of money. How can the merchants look at such a good place and ignore it?

So he couldn't help but stop and looked at the house carefully.

The wall has collapsed a few places, but the doorway is still intact.The iron locks, which had been rusted, could not see the original appearance, and almost merged with the iron chain.Fang Xie looked through a gap in the wall and found that the hay in the courtyard had covered the entire courtyard.It's not clear how the house is inside, but the dark, broken window that is exposed makes people feel chilly like the gate of hell.

Unable to understand, why is this place deserted?

He stopped in front of the yard for a while, and always felt something was wrong with this house.So instead of rushing home, he walked into a teahouse across the street not far from the house.Originally, the business of this restaurant was not very good, and the owner of the restaurant was so miserable that he was so close to the frustrated place.In this snowy day, a guest came in, and the boss quickly greeted him in person.

When he saw the uniform of Yanwuyuan on Fang Jie, he was even more excited.Students in Yanwu Academy can go out for three days each month. When these three days are closed, students do not have to return to Yanwu Academy in the evening.When Fang Jie was released from his prison, it was precisely Yanwuyuan's class suspension.

"Son, please come in"

The veteran picked up the duster and swept away the snow on Fang Jie's body. His enthusiastic attitude made him very happy.Fang Xie said thank you, and then chose a seat by the window to sit down.

"What do you drink?"

The boss asked.

Fang Jie didn't do much research on the tea ceremony. He pointed to a medium-priced tea on the list, which was neither public nor low-key.The boss first sent people to deliver four kinds of dried fruit, and then personally defoamed tea for Fang.

"Boss, the house over there has been abandoned for many years?"

Fang asked.

He was curious because he wanted to know why nobody wanted valuable land.

"You said there, cough ... don't say it, the place is extremely sullen!"

The boss sighed and seemed to complain.

He waved away a wild cat that appeared at the door, disgusted in his eyes.The wild cat glanced back and walked down to the bottom of a wall, looking pitiful in the snow.

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Mentioning the house across the street, the owner of the teahouse opened the conversation box.He took his own clay teapot and sat down opposite the solution, so that Xiao Er added two more dried fruits.In this kind of weather, the guest can only understand one, the boss may be too boring, so he can't stop talking.

"It is said that this mansion lived a long time ago and was still a court official. I remember hearing my father or my grandfather mention it ... This place has been in the seventies or eighties even if it hasn't been broken down for a hundred years. It is said that because of that person The adult was stripped of the prince and the family was blasted out of Chang'an City. Before he left, he sold the house to a wealthy businessman at a low price. This place was once prosperous, and now the most prosperous Dong 23 It must not be prosperous here. "

The boss took a sip of tea and mellowed his throat. He continued: "Because it was a prosperous place in Chang'an City at that time, the rich businessman bought the house at a low price and was happy, and after a little tidying, he took his family and came in. It is also strange that perhaps his identity could not overwhelm the atmosphere of the house, and his family died one after another. Afterwards, their family was poisoned and killed by their business rivals. "

"There are dozens of people in the family, and one is left."

"Oh?"

Fang Xie couldn't help but ask: "So rampant, there must be no end to the murderer."

"That's natural. It is said that the emperor personally gave orders, and the poisoned rich merchant's house was also cut down by dozens of people, and the rest were enslaved."

The boss sighed: "Later, the house was bought again, and it happened again one after another. Either the servant drowned in the well or died of illness. This place is getting more and more evil. The ousted adult was grieved and angry, and his family members were poisoned as soon as he came out of Changan. Then he returned to Changan City alone, and was hanged in a partial room in the house. It took a long time before his body was found. It ’s because the grievances are too heavy and the ghosts are too strong.

"So the house was deserted, and because of this broken house, the entire East Eighteenth Street declined, and no one came here on weekdays. It was precisely because it was no longer here, and East Twenty-Three was flourishing. Get up. "

Fang Jie nodded and couldn't help but glanced at the house again.He didn't believe in any ghosts. If it wasn't a coincidence that the house had happened one after another, it was someone who did it intentionally at the time.But then I don't know why I didn't take over the house. As for so many ghost talks, most of them are erroneous.

"Who owns the deed of the house?"

Fang asked.

"do not know"

The boss shook his head and said: "Most of them are in the Chang'an Government Office."

Fang Xing sang out, drank the tea in the cup, and looked at the house again: "If you buy this place and restart a courtyard, it should be fine. After all, it has been so many years. Even if there are ghosts It ’s already gone. "

"Not always!"

The boss said: "There are naughty children who often crawl in and play hide-and-seek. A few children came in this morning and ran out in tears and cried out, saying that there are evil spirits in them. A wild dog who had lived was dead, his head was bitten off, and he did not know what was killed. But he could kill a wild dog silently, and there can be no beasts here, except for evil What could it be? "

In order to confirm his own words, the boss pointed to the wild cat curled up at the root of the wall and shivering. "You see, even the wild cat dare not enter the house to avoid snow."

Fang Xie looked at the boss's finger and frowned slightly.

Indeed, the wild cat would rather curl up against the snow in the corner than enter the dilapidated house, which is not reasonable.

Perhaps there is something weird in that house.

Fang Jie smiled, dispelling his thoughts about the ruined courtyard.Originally he was just curious. He spent a pot of tea and listened to an interesting story. This afternoon passed.Fang Jie got up, settled the tea money and walked out of the teahouse.It was only a few steps before the owner of the teahouse chased him out and gave him a used paper umbrella.

"It's worthless. The young man holds the snow."

The boss put the umbrella into Fang Jie's hands, waiting for Fang Jie to say thank you and then ran back contentedly.It has been a long time since no one wants to sit down and listen to his storytelling. This boy is a good listener.Fang Jieqing walked back with an oil-paper umbrella, and couldn't help but glance at the wild cat again.

I don't know why, there seems to be a very complicated application in the wild cat's eyes.

Fang Jie smiled, and said that he began to be suspicious and suspicious after hearing a story.

On the snowy road, the boy walks alone.

At the intersection of him disappearing on East Eighteenth Street, there seemed to be a dark cloud falling rapidly from the sky into the broken courtyard.The wild cat curled up in the corner screamed and turned to escape.The boss of the teahouse looked at the wild cat, who was running away in panic, pouted, and said in his heart that you never wanted to scare me.

He watched the boy leave, and he didn't notice a gloomy pair of eyes in the broken courtyard looking out from the cracks in the wall.

The boss thought that the teenager had given twenty more tea money, enough to buy a new oil-paper umbrella.It was a matter of personal affection for him to send an umbrella himself, maybe there was one more patron, so he was a little proud, and felt that he was really a genius for doing business.

The wild cat escaped without a trace, and the figure of the teenager disappeared.

On this day, three other murders occurred in Chang'an City.

The three dead are all students of Yanwu Academy.

PS: How cool is it to have a red ticket for reading tea?