If this is not an isolated case, what does this mean? It seems that more clues are needed.
Long Yingxiao thought to himself, and instead of exploring the house carefully, he slowly closed the door and retreated.
"Did you find anything?"
Angelina and Long Ling asked when they saw Long Yingxiao frowning and thinking.
"Based on these artifacts, these two rooms are old houses from the Qing Dynasty." Long Yingxiao directly stated his conclusions and doubts without further analysis.
"However, the layout of these two places is completely different from that of the living room. Just based on the objects in the room, we can't guess who the owner of this house is. We need to search more carefully."
"Well, let's continue."
"Long Yingxiao, Angelina, you two go to that room, I'll search here to save some time." Long Ling pointed to the study room on the left and said.
"Okay." Long Yingxiao just responded. After all, Long Ling's strength is there. Even if there is any emergency, Long Yingxiao believes that she can handle it. And to put it bluntly, Long Ling can't handle it.
, can Long Yingxiao handle it?
"Based on the type and placement of the tables and chairs here, this room should be the reception room used by the owner to receive guests." Long Yingxiao and Angelina re-entered the reception room on the right, while Long Yingxiao analyzed
While tentatively touching the furniture in the room, and after basically confirming that there was no danger, he began to carefully examine every item on the bookcase behind the desk.
"What do you want?" Angelina asked with some confusion as she watched him tumbling around as if he was extremely busy.
"Look for any mechanism." Long Yingxiao continued the work at hand and said: "Although there may not be anything useful found in these two rooms, since we have searched them, we will search them all.
If you can’t find it, go up the stairs behind the living room and look into other rooms.”
"Please help me see if there is anything useful in the drawer of the desk." Long Yingxiao pointed to the mahogany bookcase with carved cloud and dragon patterns, and then continued to flip through the bookcase.
Angelina quickly walked to the desk. The top of the desk was empty. Naturally, there was nothing. She opened a few more drawers one after another, and they were just some books from that era. From today's perspective, they were definitely nothing.
Above is an ancient book.
"Ying Xiao, although I can speak your language, I still know nothing about your ancient books. Come and see if these are of any use."
After hearing Angelina's words, Long Yingxiao had already touched the bookcase all over. He stepped forward and took the book from Angelina's hand.
""Changwu Zhi", "Yuanye", "Luban Jing"... Wen Changwang?" Long Yingxiao opened it slightly and flipped through it, and saw the words "Wen Changwang" on the title page of one of them.
"Is this the name of the owner of the house?"
After Long Yingxiao said that, he opened several other books and saw the words Wen Changwang in all of them.
"Maybe it's someone else's book?"
Angelina thought for a while and came up with another possibility.
Long Yingxiao frowned and replied: "It's possible, but the name of the owner of the house is more likely. After all, there are so many books with this name."
Except for this name, Long Yingxiao and Angelina have never seen any other handwriting. However, according to Long Yingxiao's analysis, these books are all written in vertical traditional Chinese without punctuation, and they look unique.
There is no doubt that these are old objects that have an air of age. After reading the previous contents, he can probably guess that these are books used by literati and doctors. In addition to knowing the name of the possible owner of the house, these
Books are indeed of no use to them.
After shaking a few books to make sure there were no letters or other items contained in them, Long Yingxiao and Angelina put the books back into place and walked out of the room.
When Long Yingxiao was about to go to the room on the left to see if Long Ling had discovered anything, Long Ling had already walked out on his own.
Long Yingxiao took the lead and shook his head, saying that he had found nothing. Long Ling said: "The library is full of antiques and the like, and the few books are all your human history books. I briefly browsed through them.
Nothing unusual."
"Well, that's what we checked too."
Long Yingxiao nodded slightly, not surprised that Long Ling still looked through ancient books to check these things. After all, Long Ling had been in contact with the human world eighty years ago. What she was not familiar with was today's modern technology.
Compared to the Qing Dynasty, which was relatively recent in activity, many things can still be played and understood.
"Then since you haven't found anything, let's go up and have a look." Angelina pointed to the stairs behind the living room and added.
"Okay." Long Ling agreed, then looked at Long Yingxiao and asked, "But have you noticed that this house is not as big as it looks from the outside?"
Long Yingxiao nodded slightly and said: "I also have this doubt. From the outside, it seems that there are at least five or six more rooms on the first floor of this house, but except for the living room and the two rooms on our left and right, there are no other places.
They are just walls. I also searched in the room we just went to, but I didn’t find any secret rooms or anything like that.”
"I also looked through the library and found nothing unusual."
Hearing that Long Ling was doing the same, Angelina said: "Then there's nothing to worry about. Let's go up and have a look. Anyway, there are no clues here."
So the three of them stepped onto the stairs on the right side of the living room. The stairs at the beginning were still pure white like the living room, but the higher they went up, the darker the white color became. After reaching the second floor of the house, the ground was paved with blue bricks.
into, and the rooms on both sides of the living room on the first floor
Consistent, no trace of pure white can be seen anymore.
And after the three of them walked up to the second floor, they immediately saw a figure with his back to them.
"This is……"
Angelina and Long Yingxiao looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Is it possible that there are still people living here?
Although Long Yingxiao had such murmurs in his heart, he did not hesitate any more. He raised his hands to bow and said loudly:
"Junior Long Yingxiao, I came here with my friends and accidentally broke into the precious land. I hope senior can forgive me."
There was silence for ten seconds.
Just when Long Yingxiao was confused, Long Ling's voice sounded.
"Ying Xiao, something seems wrong, this person..."
As he spoke, Long Ling had already moved around to the front of the figure.
"Is this a wax figure?"
Hearing Long Ling's question, Long Yingxiao and Angelina also stepped forward and saw the old man in front of them, wearing a simple black gown. The old man had a pale face and gray beard and hair, but he looked very stiff and not
There was no breath of living people, and what was even more special was that his eyes were tightly closed, and his eyes were not visible.
"It doesn't really look like it. It's just that it doesn't look like a living person either."
Long Yingxiao looked at the old man carefully. Although the old man was lifeless, it was still different from the wax statue. It was difficult to tell whether he was a living person, a newly deceased person, or whether he existed in a strange state.
"Is that to find the eyes for him?"
Hearing Long Ling's question, Angelina lowered her head and looked at a letter on the desk in front of the old man. The old man still held the pen in his hand. Although she didn't recognize most of the handwriting on the letter, the signature was
The "Wen Changwang" in the room is exactly the same as the one on several books in the room downstairs.
Long Yingxiao also noticed this. He frowned and said, "Although his eyes are closed, he still seems to have eyeballs under his eyelids."
"It doesn't matter so much, just break it apart and take a look."
Out of human politeness, Long Yingxiao has not had such an idea. Long Ling is different. He is not a human being, so naturally he does not have so many scruples.
Before Long Yingxiao could stop him, Long Ling's hand had already touched the old man's cheek.
"Huh? It can't be broken open? And it feels different from normal human skin."
Long Ling tried it but failed.
"Come back, Long Ling."
After Long Yingxiao finished speaking, he raised his hand and bowed to the old man to show his disrespect.
"But if he has eyes, why do the words on the first floor say let us find his eyes?"
This question raised by Angelina once again plunged Long Yingxiao into deeper confusion.