"a week ago.
Yongwei broke into my house a week ago and left a notebook before suddenly disappearing.
After that, no one knew Yongwei existed, except me."
Shen Fan hesitated and said, "Could this matter also be related to my grandfather?"
Liu Hou didn't nod or shake his head: "Yong Wei talked to you about Wen Ying alone after the class reunion, and then said he wanted to find Wen Ying's whereabouts.
Do you think he found it?"
"No, I don't know."
Shen Fan's expression changed: "Did he find it?"
Liu Hou sighed: "I don't know if Yong Wei has found it, but there is no doubt that he must have found something.
And that thing was like opening Pandora's box, releasing an evil force that could wipe out human existence.
Otherwise, why has it been so many years? If this is a curse, it has not broken out in fourteen years.
All your classmates have just forgotten Wenying.
There are no adverse side effects.
But it was after Yongwei met you that he suddenly woke up and wanted to find the classmate Wenying who caused him to have a mental disorder.
And the two classmates from your next class, Class 7, Xiao Yang and Yong Wei, were suddenly wiped out of their existence.
And Sun Kuang will soon be like you, and his existence will disappear completely.
Do you think all this is just a coincidence?
Even the death of your grandparents has been tampered with in the memories of the people involved.
Why don't you come early and why don't you come late?
It happened that it all happened within this month. It broke out after you attended the class reunion?
That Yongwei must have found something incredible!
And these things may be related to your grandfather."
Liu Hou threw out all his questions in one breath.
Shen Fan remained silent for a long time.
Finally, with a pale face, he asked: "Master Liu Hou, I almost don't know what is true and what is false. Now that I think about it, it was indeed my grandfather who spoke first about me transferring to another school.
This is indeed very suspicious."
"But after all, it's just our guess."
Liu Hou touched his chin: "Right now, the most important thing is to find out whether the whole thing is really related to your grandfather.
Yongwei looked for Wenying to confirm that there was no problem with his memory and his mental state.
From your description, Yongwei is a very persistent and pathological person who will never give up until he achieves his goal.
Even though he has been erased now, there are definitely traces of what he did.
As for the Class 7 classmate named Sun Kuang, why hasn’t his existence been completely wiped out?
But Xiao Yang was erased first?
What did the two of them do? Why were they targeted by that mysterious force?
I have read the case of Sun Kuang. The time when Sun Kuang called the police to report that his classmate Xiao Yang was missing coincided with the time when Yong Wei was wiped out of his existence.
Yong Wei and Xiao Yang were almost immediately eliminated, not long after each other.
The relationship between these is also worthy of investigation.
Also, why did Yong Wei leave a message asking you to go to No. 56 Wang Qing Street before he disappeared?"
"Then let's rush to No. 56 Wang Qing Street immediately to figure out the cause and effect of the matter?"
Shen Fan stood up impatiently, wishing he could go to No. 56 Wang Qing Street right now and solve this series of puzzles.
He was already being driven crazy.
Liu Hou caught him and shook his head: "Don't worry, there are still some things to do.
Are the last words Yong Wei left really his last words?
Could this be a trap?
Maybe there is a mastermind lurking in No. 56 Wang Qing Street who can completely obliterate your existence.
As soon as we leave, we have fallen into a trap."
"Then what do we do now?"
Shen Fan said anxiously.
He was fed up with the discomfort and fear of being blinded: "Master Liu Hou is so powerful, just rush in and do it."
"It's not that easy. You think too highly of me."
Liu Hou smiled bitterly: "I am just a little Taoist priest. A being who can erase people at will, and the power of thousands of people can be wiped out with one wipe.
I can't deal with it until I find out the details."
And now he has no evidence to prove that those people existed. He can only rely on one-sided words, even if he reports it to the Demon Division, it will be useless.
The most urgent task is to collect more clues.
Don't fight an uncertain battle.
Otherwise, your death will be in vain.
Although the spiritual energy in this world is getting weaker and weaker, the evil and evil things should have become weaker.
But the fact is that it is precisely because the spiritual energy is weakened that the evil spirits, demons and monsters become more ferocious.
You must take every step step by step.
Liu Hou thought for a while and asked: "Shen Fan, do you know where your grandfather likes to hide secret things?
Or maybe there are some things hidden in a place that only you or your grandfather knows.
Maybe that place contains the message your grandfather left for you."
Liu Hou's reasoning is simple.
If only the old man had used secret techniques to ward off disaster for Shen Fan fourteen years ago.
Fourteen years later, because of Yong Wei, the things sealed by the secret technique were released, knowing that he could not escape.
As an elder, we will definitely hope that our children and grandchildren will avoid this disaster.
Inevitably, important information will be hidden and left to children and grandchildren.
Shen Fan thought about it seriously and suddenly hit his head: "When you said it, I really thought of a place."
"Great, take me to take a look immediately."
Liu Hou was overjoyed.
"But I don't know if there will be anything left by grandpa in that place... Mr. Liu Hou, don't have too much hope anyway."
After Shen Fan finished speaking, he took Liu Hou out of the house.
Outside the door, Shen's mother was not there, she must have gone shopping for groceries.
I walked to the edge of the yard and passed through a narrow alleyway to the backyard of Shen Fan's house.
This backyard is rarely visited by people and is overgrown with weeds.
On the ground next to the building, there are a lot of rubbish thrown carelessly by the tenants.
For about half a month, no one has cleaned the backyard.
"Grandma cleans this backyard on weekdays. My parents may not even know if this place exists. Sure enough..."
Shen Fan sighed.
Master Liu Houdao guessed right, his parents' memories of their grandparents had indeed been tampered with.
So when my grandparents died, they never set foot in this place.
Memories have been changed, but a person's behavioral habits cannot be changed.
What you don't know will not become known just because your memory is changed.
This not-so-deserted backyard is enough to prove that grandma cleaned it here not long ago.
Take a big rake and grab the garbage.
"over there."
Shen Fan shuttled among the weeds.
In more than half a month, the blood vines on the ground have covered everything within reach.
The two struggled through the grass and came to a big tree.
This big tree is on the edge of the fence and is very inconspicuous.
It's a big locust tree.
Looking from the bottom up, the branches are lush and leafy, and you can vaguely see something among the old branches on the tree.
It's a small wooden house.
Hidden among the branches and leaves, blended into the scenery of the tree.
If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.
Shen Fan searched for it and found a hidden rope.
Pull hard.
A rope ladder suddenly fell down.
Shen Fan was a little proud: "My grandfather made it, didn't he do it with some care?"
Liu Hou nodded: "The old man's carpentry skills are indeed quite good."
This small wooden house is very secluded, and it is located on the waist of a tree that is seven or eight meters high.
All the branches at the bottom of the locust tree were cut off, and it was impossible to climb up without a ladder.
Stepping on the rope ladder, Liu Hou and Shen Fan climbed up towards the cabin together.
After climbing for a while, Liu Hou paused and called Shen Fan: "Shen Fan, we should be at the right place."
"Ah? What did Master Liu Hou discover?"
Shen Fan asked quickly.
Liu Hou pointed to the wooden house: "What color do you think your wooden house is?"
"It's brown, the same color as tree bark."
Shen Fan answered.
"Was it this color before?"
"No."
Shen Fan shook his head and said, "It's wood color, just coated with a layer of varnish."
"As expected."
Liu Hou climbed under the wooden house, reached out his hand, touched the bottom of the wooden house, and said with a smile: "This matter really has something to do with the old man."
What kind of brown paint is painted on this wooden house?
It's clearly an ink line.
Densely packed with ink lines that have been played tens of thousands of times.
The ink lines were so dense that the entire wooden house seemed to be coated with a layer of black paint.
The black paint oxidized and turned brown.
Chapter completed!