"This is..." Yan Li and Bu Gui sat on the same side, and they were the quickest to read the words on the note. "It's a rumor from Fang Mansion."
Bugui handed the note to Yu Xing and Gu Xing who were opposite him. Yu Xing glanced at it and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Fang Deming, his wife and his eldest son got married.
Judging from these elements, what happened in Don't Forget Curie should have happened before his cheap brother sent him a letter. His character traveled for a long time and lived outside, rarely returning home during the trip. It is not yet clear what "brother" means.
"When did you get married?"
It could be just last year, or it could be several years ago.
However, even a few years ago, the era that Nanshui Town is now in is by no means an era where rich and rural gentry can take care of people's lives casually.
Fang Deming committed a murder in Buwangju. Either the news was suppressed and no one in the town knew about it, or... the times were wrong.
Just like the entire Baibao Street is incompatible with Nanshui Town, or the entire Nanshui Town gives people an indescribable sense of time and space confusion.
It has modern facilities and modern residents, such as schools, hospitals, and Laoganma chopping vegetables in the bright kitchen, but it also has more ancient elements, such as ancient costumes, ancient streets, and ancient teahouses.
Even the thinking of the people here contains a kind of old-fashioned style full of age. None of the residents walking on the street were playing with their mobile phones. They all seemed to be very interested in the ordinary things on the street.
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What's more, they treat tourists who come to Nanshui Town just like some backward villages trapped in the mountains with inconvenient transportation. They regard outsiders as very important.
In fact, the bus station is just outside the town. If you want to go out, live and make money, you have to go out of town.
Yu Xing felt a flash of inspiration flashing through his mind, as if he had touched a very important clue, but it was difficult to grasp it.
Fang Mansion... in the final analysis, it is still related to Fang Mansion.
He will go to see what secrets are hidden in "his" home tomorrow.
"There is no one around now, and we can't eat the food. I speculate that the meal time is for us to look for clues." Yan Li quickly organized his thoughts and turned to look around.
I can't go down the stairs.
Out on the street, you can't see it.
But all the obstacles on the entire second floor were cleared. There were no other diners, no ceramic heads or paper pricks. The note was placed under their noses, almost as if it was inviting them to learn about it quickly.
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"Well, there are quite a lot of partitioned cabinets in this area outside, and there may be other things hidden there. There are also private rooms-" Gu Xing silently let go of Yu Xing's arm, "I don't know if the private rooms can be entered. Which of you can't go in?"
Can I go take a look?"
"Let's search." Yan Li stood up with a calm look on his face, "Look for any other notes first. Gu Xingbu will search the lobby on the second floor. Yu Xing and I will go to the box."
He habitually assigned tasks, and realized that the three people in front of him were not members of the Survival Investigation Team, so he added: "Do you think it's okay?"
Bugui and Gu Xing looked at Yu Xing.
In fact, Yu was the only one here who could make Yan Li notice that his speech was inappropriate.
"I have no objection." Yu Xing stood up and said, "But don't separate the two of you in the hall, lest no one knows about it."
The four people left their seats and began to move freely.
This time there was no porcelain-headed waiter urging him to count down the food, and they no longer had the feeling of being in compliance with the rules when they moved their butts off the chairs.
The hall where the four of them were, located on the platform outside the stairs on the second floor, was not large, with only three tables by the window.
On the other side of the stairway, there is a zigzag corridor. The corridor is slightly narrow, and the middle of the zigzag is empty. People can lean on the railing and look toward the first floor, where they can just enjoy the singing and dancing performances and storytelling on the first floor.
The outer circle of the word "Hui" connects several private rooms, and the wooden doors carved with hollow patterns are tightly closed, creating a feeling of loneliness and privacy.
Yu Xing counted and found that the hall on the second floor on the platform occupies one side of Hui, and there are three doors on each of the remaining three sides. In other words, there are nine private rooms in total.
He and Yan Li thought about it and decided to explore it from the beginning to the end so that they could meet in the middle room.
At this moment, Yu Xing had already reached the first door.
The withered flower door exudes a lifeless coldness, and the dark environment obscures the sight. Fortunately, the deducer's night vision ability is good.
He tried pushing the door, and it was not unexpected - the door to the private room that seemed closed actually opened as soon as he pushed it, like a silent invitation.
This feeling of inviting you into a urn is not pleasant.
But Yu Xing is much better than others. Others' understanding of Fang Mansion is fragmented. Most of it comes from the information they inquired about in the town. It is difficult to judge whether it is true or false, let alone deal with the weird plot related to Fang Mansion.
His identity is that of the youngest son of the Fang family, and he has taken advantage of it - perhaps it can be said to be an advantage for the time being.
He knows the character structure of the Fang family, and relying on this identity, he will definitely be able to interact with the characters of the Fang family and gain plot points, instead of thinking about things with a gambling mentality.
Bu Wangju and the Fang family probably have a feud, but looking at the reaction of the people of Nanshui Town at this moment, even if there is a feud, the Fang family wins.
Because the Fang family is still legendary among the townspeople, Buwangju has disappeared from the public's sight along with Baibao Street, and is only reflected when tour guides lead tours.
With some interest in hearing about the other party's family, Yu Xing pushed open the door and stepped into the first private room.
At the same time, the system sound suddenly sounded.
[You triggered the side mission: Past events]
[Task requirements: Touch the objects in the private room that carry clues to the past, watch the afterimages of the past, and answer three questions before leaving the private room.]
[Task reward: unknown]
There was a click, and the wooden door behind him was closed. Yu Xing knew without touching it that a special energy had been entangled in the door at this time, which could make the thin wooden door remain motionless... similar to the regular sacrifice he once had.
The power of [Cage].
The coldness in the air faded quietly, as if there was no winter in these elegant rooms, only the gentle gentle breeze blew silently.
He finally took a good look inside the house.
The construction of Wuwangju probably happened many years ago. At that time, we paid attention to Feng Shui and ostentation, and the house was always designed with nine twists and turns. There were partitions and screens everywhere, so it was impossible for people to see everything as soon as they entered the door.
The same is true here. As soon as you enter the door, you will see half a wall of wooden shelves with hollow partitions, on which are placed many exquisite and elegant ornaments. There is also a lit incense burner, exuding a faint indescribable fragrance.
Yu Xing walked around the partition and finally saw the room clearly.
This private room has no windows, but there are quite a few tables inside. On the left is a large dining table with six chairs. There is also a couch and a small table for one person sitting next to a screen.
These tables and couches are not empty. In addition to ornaments for viewing, there are also many things that do not match the whole room. They seem to be left by guests.
He stepped forward, looked around for a moment, and reached out to touch the candlestick on the small table.
[You touched the afterimage of the past]
With two soft popping sounds, the candle that had been used up on the candlestick came back to life and burned again, lighting up Yu Xing's vision.