Shen Fan has always been cowardly!
It was then and it is now.
But this time, he decided to be brave.
"Master Liu Hou, what secrets do you think is hidden at No. 56 Wangqing Street? Why did both Li Qi and Yong Wei, who disappeared, ask me to go back to that address?"
Shen Fan asked puzzledly.
"I guess maybe the king Li Qi talks about is waiting for you inside, asking you to give back what was taken away from him when he was nine years old."
Liu Hou thought while driving.
"Why do I have no memory of this at all? What's more, I was just a nine-year-old kid. What could I take away from that king?"
Shen Fan complained with a bitter smile.
"Have you not figured it out yet, or have you figured it out a long time ago, but you just don't want to admit it."
Liu Hou looked at him in the rearview mirror.
Shen Fan was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, and finally he shook his head: "I really can't think of it."
"It seems that you are subconsciously refusing to accept the facts."
Liu Hou curled his lips: "Your first love, your Bai Yueguang, classmate Wen Ying. They are the things that the king wants to take back."
Shen Fan was shocked: "How is it possible? Classmate Wen Ying is a person, not a thing."
"It is true that she is not an object, but whether she is a human being or not is hard to say."
Liu Hou shook his head and came to a conclusion.
The two were silent for a moment, and Shen Fan sighed: "Master Liu Hou."
"Um?"
"You are right. In fact, as early as when I was in the third grade of junior high school, after experiencing the terrifying night in the red sedan chair, I already understood that classmate Wen Ying may not really be human.
Where Yongwei said I was, classmate Wenying was there.
But where is classmate Wenying? I have never seen her since I transferred to another school in the third year of junior high school. If she has always been by my side, why have I never met her?
Fourteen years...
Fourteen years have passed. In these fourteen years, every minute and every second, I have actually not stopped missing her. Because she is my first love!"
Everyone’s first love is like a hawthorn love.
Hawthorn looks very red and beautiful, but tastes sour and astringent.
Bitter love will always make your mouth tingle and your heart beat numb. The more cruel it is, the more timeless it will be.
vivid memory.
But did Shen Fan and Wen Ying really fall in love?
Liu Hou couldn't understand their relationship. In fact, at the age of twenty, as a straight man, he was also ignorant about love.
A newbie.
Now he just wants to know where has Wen Ying been hiding for the past fourteen years?
What is the relationship between her and Shen Fan?
These two questions are like fog, running through the entire incident.
This is the most important key line of this commission.
Perhaps if you understand these issues, you will understand everything.
But unfortunately, Wen Ying, as a key figure, has never appeared.
From beginning to end.
However, Liu Hou still had a vague feeling that Wen Ying might have really been with Shen Fan.
Otherwise, why could Shen Fan survive peacefully?
And whether it was Yong Wei, Wang Tong, Li Qi, or even Xiao Yang and Sun Kuang, they all died unexpectedly.
Just saying he was lucky doesn't make sense at all.
There is definitely a force protecting him secretly.
Liu Hou guessed that that force was Wen Ying.
Well, after much deliberation, we still need to figure out what exactly Shen Fan and his grandfather did when he was nine years old.
This can only be understood after going to No. 56 Wang Qing Street and rescuing his grandparents.
The car didn't stop all the way, heading towards the eastern suburbs of Gua City.
Wangqing Street is located to the east of the eastern suburbs of Gua City, and the surrounding area is as desolate as an ancient village.
Far away from prosperity.
The nearby houses are extremely old, and I don’t know how old they are.
With the economic development in recent years, more and more people in Guacheng go to big cities to work, and the loss of young people in this small town is very serious.
Therefore, those who could afford to leave the old residential areas have left.
A large number of houses on Wangqing Street are dark and uninhabited.
It became a nominal area waiting for demolition.
Even criminals don't bother to hide in this barren place.
Liu Hou drove the car to the end, and the car could no longer move forward.
In desperation, the two got out of the car, counted the house numbers non-stop, and finally arrived at the door of No. 56.
This is a very ordinary two-story building.
Judging from the architectural style, it should have been built more than a hundred years ago during the Republic of China era.
Liu Hou only took a few glances and saw the strangeness of this small building.
When the building was first built, the owner was very particular about the materials used.
But there were obvious signs of rushing the work, as if they were in a hurry to build the building as quickly as possible.
Even large amounts of detail are discarded for the sake of speed.
Such a fast construction speed is simply a waste of good materials used to build the building.
Is it possible that a hundred years ago, the owner of the building was anxious to cover up something by repairing the building?
The night in Gua City is not over yet.
Liu Hou looked at his phone. It was now 4 o'clock in the morning, but there was already movement on the street.
Many people who got up early to rush for life walked out of their houses one after another, either in a hurry or pushing cars, preparing to go to Guacheng City to find a life.
No matter what glorious history Wang Qing Street had in the past, it has long been reduced to a slum for the city's lower class.
Liu Hou and Shen Fan looked at each other.
After fourteen years, Shen Fan once again saw this door that had haunted his dreams. Many times, there was a beautiful figure leaning on the door waiting for him.
I couldn't help but feel extremely sad.
Swallowing his saliva, Shen Fan nodded towards Liu Hou: "Taoist Priest, shall we rush in?"
"No matter what you say, you should have basic courtesy."
Liu Hou shook his head, reached out his hand, and knocked on the door of No. 56.
Boom, boom, boom.
The knock on the door sounded unusually harsh in the silence.
No one in the room responded.
Shen Fan curled his lips: "Such a shabby house, no one probably lives in it, right?"
"No, there's someone inside."
Liu Hou suddenly pointed at a small corner hidden in the wooden door. When Shen Fan took a look, he frowned.
I saw an inconspicuous symbol carved in that corner.
This symbol is very similar to those used by grandpa to seal the red wedding sedan.
It's like the same system.
There's just a slight difference.
"Is this my grandfather's Lu Ban Shu?"
Shen Fan was stunned.
"Yes, this is a kind of closed-door mechanism in Luban's magic, and it is cast with some kind of spell to form a barrier. The people inside are locked in it and cannot open the door, but it also prevents people from outside from entering.
But once a specific person knocks on the door, the inner barrier will be broken."
Liu Hou explained.
Then he pointed to the door handle.
Although the wooden door has long since turned black after a hundred years of damage, the bronze door handle is still shiny and free of dust. It is obvious that someone has been using it recently.
"Who is using this room? The king Li Qi mentioned? Could it be that the king did not capture my grandparents, but was sealed in the house by my grandfather?"
Shen Fan's eyes shone with light.
Liu Hou shook his head: "It's hard to say."
He was not surprised to see that there was no response when he knocked on the door.
"It seems that I am not a specific person, Shen Fan, give it a try."
Liu Hou pushed Shen Fan forward.
Shen Fan didn't know what was going on. Although he was confused, he still did it.
Boom, boom, boom.
He knocked on the door with his knuckles.
The moment it was knocked, the whole room seemed to tremble.
Not long after, the door of No. 56 Wang Qing Street, the house where classmate Wen Ying once lived.
There was a creak.
Chapter completed!