Chapter 23 Strange Totem
Dong Jing looked at me, and her eyes told me that she probably knew that I had just been brought into a fantasy world by the obscene things.
She said with a bit of disgust: "What kind of physique do you have? You are easily led astray by filthy things."
I spat and didn't answer her.
I don't want my physique to be like this. If it weren't for my special physique, my cousin wouldn't be able to work with me.
I am speechless!
But I didn't say anything more to her and turned to go to the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.
I just heard a woman's cry from over there. I must find that woman tonight.
As soon as I walked into the tail room, I started to have tinnitus.
My head was buzzing and I couldn't even hear what .
"Are you okay? Wen Jie?"
Dong Jing lit a talisman, and I watched the fire burning in front of me. Only then did my ears feel a little better.
I felt a little dazed, perhaps because the old house was very dark and I couldn't see the road ahead clearly. I couldn't hear anything either, which made me feel nervous.
"how's it going?"
Her tone sounded a little worried, but not as domineering and arrogant as before.
Actually, I know that after working together for a long time, she gradually began to care about me.
It's just that she is always very strong, like a strong woman, so her attitude and tone of voice don't make people feel comfortable.
"It seems to be okay. I had tinnitus just now and didn't hear what you said." I shook my head, indicating that she should not worry.
When she saw that I was not pretending, she didn't say anything.
The two of us were looking for clues in the room. There were a lot of secret compartments in this house.
I suspect that Uncle Wu lied to me. This place must have been lived in a long time ago.
"But what did he tell you?" Dong Jing asked me.
"He said that no one had lived in this old house for at least 30 or 40 years. After his parents passed away, he went to the city to work alone. He was just an adult at that time."
As far as I remember, he did say that.
According to the timeline, Uncle Wu no longer lives in this old house, and no one has entered the old house in later years.
Although the last room on the third floor is not clean, it is different from the other rooms. I always have a feeling that someone has lived here before.
And this person has been away from here for less than half a year.
Then homeless people entered the old house and nailed wooden boards on the top floor.
"Is it possible that even Uncle Wu didn't know that this old house was once inhabited?"
Dong Jing's words gave me a new way of thinking, and this is also possible.
But logically speaking, as long as someone entered the Wu family's old house, the village chief would definitely call Uncle Wu and tell him.
But Uncle Wu didn't know about it, which means the village chief didn't explain it to him.
There is only one possibility, that is, the person who entered the old house is known to everyone in the village and is related to Uncle Wu.
"Your inference makes sense. After we get out of here, let's ask Sun Ming. He lives near the old house and should know something about the situation." Dong Jing acknowledged me for the first time, which made me feel a little flattered.
I admit that I am sometimes afraid of death, but I am actually quite smart.
Besides, it is human nature to be afraid of death.
Inside the room, near the window, there was a large curtain, and behind the curtain, there was a small wooden box.
The wooden box was locked with a lock, a very ancient kind of lock.
"It takes my key to open it. This ancient lock is very resistant to human intervention. And with current technology, it is basically impossible to open it intact. Besides, we don't have any tools on hand right now."
Dong Jing doesn't want me to solve this matter with violence, and I can understand that. After all, we don't know what's inside the wooden box.
If the wooden box is damaged during the use of violence, the contents inside may also be damaged.
Since the owner could put the wooden box here, the key is probably also in this room.
We began a thorough search and, sure enough, found a key nearby.
When I opened the wooden box, I was completely stunned.
There was a mirror inside, but it was broken.
I couldn't tell whether it was because I moved too much and used too much force that the mirror broke, or whether the mirror was broken to begin with.
Under the mirror, there was a letter.
There was a very strange totem painted on the envelope. It didn't look like it was from China, but more like it was from abroad, or perhaps a Southeast Asian country.
I opened the letter and saw some crooked, worm-like handwriting inside, but there was a phone number at the end of the letter.
Strangely enough, this phone number has an area code, but the total number of digits including the area code is less than ten.
This makes me even more certain that this letter is not from China.
"There was a return address on the envelope, but it was also written in the language of that country, which I couldn't understand at all."
Dong Jing sighed a little discouraged.
"Don't worry, we have found a lot of clues now, and we can slowly explore when we go out. I don't think we can finish these things tonight, so we will try to find more information in this old house. This will be a great help to my cousin."
Before I put the letter in my pocket, I took out my cell phone and took a picture of the strange totem.
We can't take the mirror away. After all, it is broken and it is dangerous to carry it with us.
After another walk around the house, we found some other little gadgets.
A red rope, some ancient coins, a few more letters in reply and some bracelets that looked useless but were indeed made of silver.
We are not allowed to touch any of these things that are related to money and are kept in the old house.
Because those are the owner's things, and this is also a taboo when we clean the house.
But I have to take it away. It is an important clue for us.
My pockets were already full, and I gave the remaining silver jewelry to Dong Jing.
When we reach the stairs, we can either go up or down.
"Since we are here, let's go up. By the way, let's see if the homeless man is telling the truth. He may be lying to us." Dong Jing reminded me: "After all, there are many valuable things in this old house. Maybe he said he came here to make money."
I shook my head and wanted to refute. After all, Sun Ming also said that the homeless people were in these villages and everyone knew them.
He never asked for money from others, he just asked for a meal.
But there is one thing I agree with Dong Jing. Since we are already here, the only thing left is the rooftop, so it doesn't hurt to go there.
I didn't expect that I would be stunned as soon as I entered the rooftop.
Yellow and white paper money were floating all over the sky, and there was a coffin nearby.
