Volume 1 Huangquan December 2nd Volume: Views of Influence
It was the second day when we visited the Qi family compound again. Although Shan Hai told everyone to keep a low profile, there was still a large group of servants waiting in the corner. The housekeeper said that the master had sent a few strong servants to prevent any unexpected events.
The rest were all here to watch the fun, and Manager Qi dismissed them after a long time.
Aluan was checking Madam's pulse in the main room, while Manager Qi followed Taoist Master Lin blankly. He couldn't understand the compass in Shanhai's hand, so he just walked around the room holding a candle. The shadows of the two of them were cast on the wall, and they were pulled
Very long.
The room was very quiet, and there was no response from the compass. The air was cold, and sometimes the cold air passed over the skin, like a fine knife scratching through it, and the ice hurt. It was almost summer, and it shouldn't be so cold that people's hands and feet should be numb.
But the doors and windows were tightly closed, and Shan Hai was sure that there was something in the house that shouldn't be there.
"Can I see you every night?"
"I've seen the servants who were in trouble once or twice. They said they see them often, but I don't know if it's true or not. If they get into trouble or want to be lazy, they often use their shadows to make trouble."
"Have you met Master and Madam?"
"The master didn't believe it at first. He saw it with his own eyes in the backyard and was frightened. My wife has been in bed all year round and often talks in her sleep. No one can tell whether it is true or false."
"What sleep talk?"
As soon as Shan Hai asked, Aluan ran over from the end of the corridor carrying a medicine box. She pulled the corner of his clothes and motioned for him to lower his head. Shan Hai bent down and listened, listening to the little apprentice whispering while raising his sleeves.
What happened.
At this time, some noise broke the silent night.
It was like a child playing with glass beads, jumping up and down on the wooden floor. When this sound appeared, the three of them shut their mouths. Shanhai looked at the compass in his hand, the pointer trembled slightly, but did not point out anything clearly.
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The sound lasted for a while. Manager Qi wanted to speak, but Shanhai raised a sign to silence him. He held the compass in his left hand, took out the Bahuang mirror in his right hand and adjusted the angle left and right, wandering in the corridor to find the source of the sound. But the sound only continued.
After a while, it disappeared.
"What did you just want to say?"
"Hey, when a servant is patrolling the night, he often hears some noise from here, saying it sounds like a child playing with beads. Today, this is the first time I hear it."
His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was a little panicked, but in front of the girl who had no fear on her face, he was embarrassed to say clearly that he was afraid. After all, Daoist Master Lin's apprentice had seen a lot of the world.
She always looked like this wherever she went, like a puddle of stagnant water with a straight face and a cold face, and Shan Hai didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
This is the location of the east wing, where the eldest son of Qi lives. But the master and his wife have no children, so this place should be empty. However, the young master who has passed away lived here a few days ago. Shan Hai thought that Aluan was not afraid, but he
I saw her tightening her grip on the mahogany sword hilt at her waist.
Just now, she told him that there was an unnatural smell in Mrs. Qi's room. She took some powder from the incense burner and concluded that there must be musk in the incense ashes.
By the candlelight, he saw that there was still a smear of ash at the corner of Aluan's mouth - this conclusion must have been tasted by her. This girl really dared to put anything into her mouth, musk, that was...
But it's a repellent drug.
Lin Shanhai felt a cold wind on his back, making his scalp numb.
It was not a ghost, but a chill that came straight from the bottom of my heart.
Musk.
The Qi family has no children.
The cry of a baby at midnight.
Any fool knows what this connection is.
It was almost time for the ugly, so Shanhai asked the steward to take them to the guest room to rest for a while. The steward said hello if there was any problem, and he came over immediately. Rin Shanhai nodded repeatedly, and Ma Liu sent him away. After closing the door, Shanhai still poked his head.
He looked around. After confirming that no one was there, he carefully closed the door, opened the window and looked around, then closed it tightly, fearing that there would be a gap.
"What are you doing? I'm really afraid of evil spirits coming in. Just put a few talismans on it and it'll be fine."
Shanhai hurriedly pulled Aluan to sit down and hissed fiercely at his index finger.
"Ghosts are not scary, people are scary. Ghosts are all about killing people."
"Shanhai, you mean?"
It’s over, Aluan is the fool.
"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly."
"No, of course I understand. Do you think I learned everything in the pharmacy for nothing? It's just that I don't understand."
"What can't you understand?"
"What does this have to do with Shadow Girl?"
A relationship that cannot be fought with eight poles.
Lin Shanhai started to have a headache again. He felt that he was not here to exorcise demons, but to solve the case.
There must be an evildoer in the Qi family's compound to frame his wife. But who could it be? Burning musk in the house - maybe there is something in the food that will make the Qi family have no heirs, and the property will not be transferred to the hands of the servants. Unless it is
Instigated by others, and behind this chess piece, there must be people with vested interests controlling the overall situation.
He suddenly remembered the distant relatives who had adopted a son that he heard about during the day. Could it be their fault? Killing those babies and then sending the son back would indeed bring a lot of benefits. But this would cause big trouble.
"I have to go to the government office tomorrow."
"Is it because of the escaped Young Master Qi?"
"Yeah. I feel like I can't explain it logically."
He was not sure whether the steward could be trusted, so he just called for steward Qi and asked him to prepare a horse tomorrow and he would be back soon.
"Okay." The steward agreed happily.
"By the way, do you ever have a dog in your house?"
"I used to have a big black dog, called Dahei. But it kept barking at night. He started to dig holes a few days ago, and it made the yard full of holes. It was useless. He was sent away three days ago.
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"Is the fur pure?"
"Taoist Priest, don't you want to kill me for blood?"
"You're worrying too much. Where was it sent? Can you take it back?"
"Well, it's easy to say if you don't want to kill it. It's not far away. I'll bring it back to you tomorrow to show it."
"Okay. I'm sorry to bother you."
"What a big deal. Is there anything else?"
"Is there anything to eat?"
Aluan poked his head out from behind Shanhai.
"Don't cause trouble to others."
"Ah, yes, Miss Aluan. You go back to the house and rest, and I'll ask Xiao He to bring you some pastries from the kitchen."
"Thank you, Uncle Qi."
As a result, when Xiao He came, the girl was already soundly asleep. Shan Hai asked her to put down the snacks and go back to rest early. Xiao He bowed and left. He thought for a while by himself and was ready to blow it.
The candlestick will rest early.
As soon as the candle was blown out, a woman's shadow appeared on the paper door.
Taoist priest Lin shivered instinctively.
He grabbed his apprentice's mahogany sword in the dark, carefully leaned against the wall, and leaned towards the door. He carefully touched the scabbard to the paper, but there was no movement in the shadow. He suddenly opened the door, only to find the maid Xiao He leaning against it.
The wall was dozing off, but the lamp was still standing next to it. Xiaohe was also awakened by the movement, and he knelt on the ground and apologized repeatedly.
Fortunately, I didn't lose my composure when I was scared, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing.
It turned out that Xiaohe wanted to ask for something but didn't dare to ask, so she kept waiting at the door. When the lights were turned off in the room, her shadow was naturally projected on the paper door.
He invited Xiaohe into the room and listened to her slowly.
She is a maid who came to the Qi Mansion with the young master of a distant relative. The distant relative is a businessman, not particularly wealthy, but his life is pretty good. However, there have been some problems with the business in the past two years, and he can no longer squeeze out extra money.
With no financial resources, almost all the servants were sent away. The adopted young master Qi was the seventh son of the family, so he was sent over because of desperation.
The seventh son, Qizi, felt that the homophony of the name was destined to be auspicious, so he happily agreed.
"The young master is a good boy. He has been playing with me since childhood. He knows the hardship at home and came out voluntarily. Moreover, everyone in the Qi family treats him well. He will not run away from here without even saying hello just because he loves his family. Xiao He is
Are you afraid that he can ask Master Lin not to report to the official position? The young master is a good person, and the young master’s family is also a good person."
The maid spoke in a tearful tone. Shanhai looked at Aluan, who was sleeping soundly, and patted her shoulder helplessly, promising her not to go tomorrow. Her sobs became quieter after a lot of effort.
, Shanhai sent her back.
What Xiao He said made things even more confusing.
If the young master's family has only declined in the past two years, he should not have been thinking about the Qi family's property earlier. This maid is about the same age as Aluan, and what she said is true, and there is no sense of fabrication.
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Then the person who killed those babies was probably someone else.
Who could it be? Who could it be?
In the dead of night, the chirping of insects in the courtyard flowed into the room through the small gap in the window. After a while, there were gentle barks of dogs in my ears, which sounded very far away.
Thinking about these strange things, Master Lin's eyelids gradually became heavy.
