Chapter 119 I am in the world, creating myths (2 in 1)

Eupzhong County.

The rain has become lighter, and the drizzle is like a layer of gauze. If someone is looking down from a high place at this moment, this ancient city is like a peerless beauty who has been tempered by artillery fire, covered with seductive gauze, looming and hazy.

Beauty.

Three or two ravens stood on the eaves, lowering their heads and plucking their feathers with their beaks.

Si family.

The living room is brightly lit.

Si Youqing looked at Ye Weiyang's two new arrivals, both of whom were stars, and secretly sighed at Zheng Xiu's connections.

I never expected that the Shuzhou Si family was in charge of the Zheng Family Branch Chamber of Commerce and had been working diligently to avoid getting involved with Ye Weiyang.

And now Zheng Xiu himself has a close relationship with Ye Weiyang's December.

Mrs. Si served the cakes in a friendly manner, looking like a virtuous and beautiful wife.

"Ye Weiyang, Yue Yan,"

"Ye Weiyang, the newest twenty-eight constellations, is also the youngest constellation of Ye Weiyang currently, Dou Xie."

Yueyan wanted to sew Dou Xie's mouth shut with thread, feeling extremely embarrassed. She quickly interrupted Dou Xie's words and said, "Manager, please excuse me."

Yue Yan and Dou Xie introduced themselves respectively, bowed with their fists clasped, and sat down at the guest seats.

Si Youqing looked around and felt that this girl named Yue Yan, Ye Weiyang, seemed familiar.

But with his wife around, he couldn't ask too many questions.

Under Feng Bei's instruction, Yue Yan pretended to shirk a few words, and after fulfilling her duties, she smiled and told the information they had investigated in Yin Ping.

Yue Yan slowly told the story of the two of them taking a detour to Yinping.

When they arrived in Yinping, they first went straight to the Ye Weiyang branch to reveal their identities and investigate the case.

What surprised Yue Yan was that Xu Shu and Taurus didn't leave any traces here.

They checked the files and found that on the day of the incident, a young man who claimed to be a descendant of Gongsun Mo pawned an ancient painting tied with oilcloth.

According to the rules of the pawn shop, there are two ways to pawn, namely "absolute pawn" and "live pawn".

Absolutely means that once the money for the goods is settled, the householder will never redeem the goods, and the goods will completely belong to the store, and the store will dispose of them by itself.

On the contrary, the contract will indicate how much money needs to be paid to redeem the goods before a certain day in a certain year, month, and so on. Once the time limit has passed, the contract will be converted from "workable" to "absolute".

"Are you saying that the head of the household signed 'Definitely' on Gongsun Mo's painting from the beginning?"

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he frowned, slapped Yue Yan in the mouth, and asked.

Yue Yan nodded and answered obediently: "Yes, Mr. Zheng...hou."

Yueyan knew about Zheng Shan's plan to pretend to be Zheng Xiu before she came, but she didn't expect that she could hide it from Si Youqing so smoothly. For a while, Yueyan almost forgot to change her name. But for some reason, when senior Zheng Shan pretended to be

When she met Zheng Xiu, once the two had a connection, every time Yue Yan looked at Zheng Shan's face, she always felt that Zheng Xiu and Zheng Shan's eyebrows overlapped from time to time, making it gradually difficult for her to distinguish, as if the real Mr. Zheng had taken various supplements.

He grew into a handsome man overnight and sat there.

No wonder Si Youqing believed Zheng Shan's words so quickly. Because the two were so similar, once she accepted this setting, even Yueyan gradually figured out the similarities between the two.

After a pause, Yue Yan continued: "I went to check the deed. The painting was sold for ten taels of silver. For Gongsun Mo's authentic work, the price was too low. Maybe it was because of the strong demand from the other party.

The reason for opening the scroll was to verify its authenticity, and when the store accepted the scroll, it was even more of a gamble."

"Someone heard a shrill scream coming from the pawnshop that night and reported it to the official all night. It is said that the shopkeeper locked himself and the painting in the treasure room at that time. It was not until nearly dawn that the Yamen found the famous local locksmith to lock Lian Qiao.

The lock was opened and the shopkeeper was found missing, leaving only a painting on the ground."

"At first, the Yamen just treated it as an ordinary burglary and rolled up the painting and took it back to the Yamen."

"Before night, the person responsible for guarding the evidence screamed again, but this time the person and the painting were gone together."

"It was then that they realized that there was something strange about the painting and urgently contacted Ye Weiyang."

Zheng Xiu nodded and didn't say much.

In modern times, this kind of case should be regarded as a typical locked room case. Whether it kills people or not is another matter, because the paintings and people are missing, so it is difficult to determine.

Yue Yan smiled slightly: "We will talk about the painting later. Then the two of us went to investigate and found some interesting things."

"First of all, the 'descendant of Gongsun Mo' who was the original painter could no longer be found, and the file was unclear. So we went door to door and asked. We found that there was no family named 'Gongsun' in Yinping City.

Unless Gongsun Mo's descendants don't even retain their ancestral surname, this makes no sense. An old man said that the Gongsun family has long been extinct, and there is no such thing as a so-called 'descendant'."

"We spent a few days in Yinping and looked for a lot of history books. Later, Brother Xie finally did something practical. He deduced the location of Gongsun Mo's tomb through the clues left in a few pages of fragments. The two of us, until

After two days of running around the city, I finally found an unmarked grave."

"There are not many grave goods in the tomb. There is an empty stone coffin in it. Judging from its shape, the lost painting should have been placed inside."

"In the center of the tomb, there is a coffin for two people. The identity of the owner in the coffin is recorded on the epitaph."

Si Youqing asked: "Is it Gongsun Mo?"

Yue Yan shook her head: "Yes, but not entirely. The epitaph says 'Tomb of Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe'. And the signature is... Xie Yunliu."

Hear this.

Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu coincidentally looked at each other as if they had a clear understanding.

They all saw four words in their eyes - that's it.

Si Youqing twisted his beard and thought: "Xie Yunliu...Xie Yunliu? I always feel that this name is somewhat familiar."

Zheng Xiu smiled: "Monk Hua, Xie Luohe, Xie Yunliu, it seems the clues point to the same place."

Feng Bei nodded in agreement and said softly: "Yunliu Temple."

Si Youqing slapped his thigh: "That's it!"

Yueyan saw that several people suddenly understood, and continued: "But what I just said is still not the most interesting part."

Zheng Xiu's eyes narrowed: "Speak quickly, don't play riddles."

"When the epitaph was written, Gongsun Shifengyu was in the 13th year of Tianxuan and died in the 36th year of Deyao."

Hearing this, Zheng Xiu's expression changed slightly, and he silently calculated in his mind.

After a moment, Zheng Xiu said in surprise: "A person from more than two hundred years ago?"

Yue Yan replied: "If what is said on the epitaph is true, Gongsun Mo actually lived to be one hundred and fifty-six years old."

"What I'm going to talk about next is the strangest thing that the two of us found in Yinping City." Yue Yan took a deep breath and said without any hesitation: "That coffin bottle is empty!

"

In the living room, the air suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yue Yan's face.

Yueyan touched her smooth and tender face and wondered: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Zheng Xiu asked: "You actually opened the coffin?"

Yue Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "So what if I open it? Isn't this just to investigate the case?"

Feng Bei nodded: "So you opened it?"

Yueyan hooked her ten fingers, and a suture was as flexible as a snake. It slid out from her fingertips along her arm and was wrapped around her fingertips a few times: "It's not necessary. I used the 'thread' to probe into the coffin. I'm sure

, there were only rotten clothes inside, no bones.”

"That tomb is clearly a tomb."

That is to say.

Is the coffin empty?

No bones?

Where did the bones go?

If it were normal times, this skeleton would be gone if it were gone.

It happened that it was Gongsun Mo’s tomb, and a strange painting appeared out of nowhere.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the candlelight flickered.

The connection between them is imaginative, and Dou Xie can't help but shudder when he thinks of the horror.

"Zheng...what are you thinking about, Mr. Hou?"

No one answered, and Yueyan couldn't get the response she deserved for a long time, feeling depressed. Then she saw Zheng Xiu still frowning and thinking about something, and took the initiative to ask questions.

"I just think it's a little strange."

Zheng Xiu's eyes swept across Feng Bei's face.

What surprised him was not why Gongsun Mo was buried with a man named "Xie Luohe".

Not to mention why Gongsun Mo’s tomb is a tomb.
To be continued...