Four pillars of light pierced the darkness, and the house was covered with dust. It must have been a long time since no one visited it.

We are probably in the main hall. There are a pile of tables and chairs of the 1980s style in the corner, and a rusty stove next to it. A small cloth curtain was hung on the wall facing the door.

Xiao Yu put on white gloves and walked over and lifted the curtain. Only then did we find that there was an abandoned shrine inside. There was no statue of god in the niche, and there were only one incense burner. There were four sandalwoods that were half burned and destroyed.

"Four incense sticks - aren't three incense sticks generally offered?" Xiao Yu said in wonder.

I walked over and took a look.

"The people say that gods are three, ghosts and four. The so-called ghosts actually refer to dead ancestors most of the time. The tablets worshipped here are probably the ancestors' tablets." I said to her.

Lin Ying touched the incense in the stove with her hands, frowned and said, "The sandalwood is of good quality, how could it be burned halfway and extinguished?"

Nothing was found in the shrine. Xiao Yu put down the curtain and we divided into two groups. Lin Ying and I went to the east, and Xiao Yu and Shi Zhang walked towards the house on the west.

The first room on the east side had an old wooden bed, and there was a wooden clothes hanger beside the bed, and there were two cabinets in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China on the other side. Lin Ying opened the cabinet door and found that the cabinet was empty, with only an old wooden box under the cabinet, and a fish-shaped copper lock was hung on it.

"Strange, I'm the first time I've seen this kind of lock." Lin Ying said.

"As fish locks, ancient people believed that fish never had eyes closed, so making the locks into the shape of fish means that they can always keep their eyes open and stare at the locked property." I explained.

"Then what's in this box?" Lin Ying knocked on the box with her hands, and the sound was very crisp and hard, and the wood material sounded very good.

Lin Ying wanted to open the box, but she touched the lock and stood up.

Because we can't open the lock yet.

Lin Ying and they are both policemen, without the consent of the owner of the item, and there is currently no evidence worthy of searching the house. These personal items are generally not flipped directly.

I felt Lin Ying staring at me for no reason. I turned around and looked at her, and saw her lift her chin and thrust towards the fish lock.

I immediately understood what she meant - they were policemen and could not unlock the locks casually, but I did not have the identity of the police...

"Forget it." Lin Ying suddenly laughed, "The dust on this box is very thick, and no one has touched it for a long time. It should have nothing to do with Shang Weimin's disappearance recently - I won't make things difficult for you."

I squatted down and illuminated the wooden box with the flashlight of my cell phone, allowing Lin Ying to take a few photos from various angles.

At this moment, I suddenly found that the copper lock seemed to have characters engraved on it. I bent down and got closer to it and carefully identified it. Then I found that the fish lock was divided into four circles, each with six small characters engraved on it, which seemed to be a poem.

"I have no boundaries, neither human, nor things, nor gods. I know the beginning and end of the sun, the moon, and the wind and clouds of heaven and earth."

"Hey? What's this? Guli is weird." Xiao Yu also looked at it.

I smiled.

"This is a password lock." I said to her, "It's just like our current password lock, but the number corresponding to each circle of the password lock is a Chinese character."

"People in the past had a very clever mind." Lin Ying also exclaimed.

"But, this poem is too crazy." I said to myself.

Apart from the wooden box, there was nothing strange about the first room on the east side. But Lin Ying shone the room with a flashlight and suddenly stopped.

"Did you find anything?" I asked.

"Strange." Lin Ying touched the ground.

I saw some old fine slags of grass and trees falling there, and these slags also formed a straight line on the ground in a particular regular manner.

"What is this?" Lin Ying said to herself.

I looked up and saw that the roof of the house was an old-fashioned wooden roof, and suddenly I understood.

In the past, when there was no concrete slab, people usually used house beams to build roofs - a beam in the middle, with multiple purlins parallel. Purlins are also called purlins or truss wood, while the beams and purlins are built with small wooden strips. The round wooden strips are called rafters, and the square ones are called slats.

After building the wooden structure of the roof, lay thick reeds or thatch on it, then lay soil and compact it. The steeplet houses usually have tiles, while the bungalows are made into slopes to harden the roof so that the house can shelter from wind and rain.

The plant fibers we see on the ground are the dregs that fall from the aging of reeds on the roof on our heads.

As soon as I explained, Lin Ying also understood. She looked up at the roof, then looked at the ground and said, "It makes sense. Look, these reed slags fell down the line of the main beam. Maybe because the main beam is too big, the reeds laid on it are subject to stronger squeezing pressure."

"It should be that. It seems that this house is almost a dangerous house." I said.

The house is very strange. It is closely related to people. As long as it doesn't live in, it will easily break down.

Some people say that this is because the doors and windows of the back of the person are closed and the air is not circulated, which will cause seasonal moisture and corrosion, coupled with the gnawing of rats and insects; some people say that there is actually a "yang" power in humans that can resist the "yin" of the outside world. Because the house loses the yang energy, the yin energy breeds, and finally it cannot bear the burden and gradually decays.

It seems that this house was built quite well back then, and it was still here without anyone living for so many years.

When we were about to go to the eastmost room to check it out, we suddenly heard the sound of Chinese garlands coming from outside.

"Dear, come and see!"

Lin Ying and I hurried out to run outside, and happened to meet Xiao Yu and Shi Chang also ran out of the west room.

"Have you noticed anything?" I asked.

"Let me say it later!" Xiao Yu said and ran to the yard with us.

We were all shocked when we ran to the yard because Hua Yan had climbed to the big locust tree at some point. She was holding a Pad in one hand and a bottle in the other, sitting on the branch, swaying her legs, pointing down.

Lin Ying and others were obviously stunned by her style.

"Oh my God..." Xiao Yu looked up at the tree, grinned and lowered his voice, "How did Teacher Shen get up? Isn't she so arrogant? She won't be really crazy, right?"

"I think it's like a middle-aged disease is on the rise." Shi Chang, who is the middle-aged disease, agreed.

"Teacher Shen, what's going on?" Lin Ying was lucky enough to be calm. She was just stunned for a moment, and then shouted at Hua Ling.

Hua Yan didn't answer. She just pointed her finger at the bottom of the tree. I looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a bluestone slab vaguely under the tree, and the bluestone slab was covered with moss.

"There is something from Shang Weimin under the stone slab." After she said that, she raised the bottle and drank a sip, and also burped comfortably.
Chapter completed!