Chapter 1062

When did she say she wanted to?

"It's just to see what kind of situation you've retreated to in two years."

……

ten minutes later.

Li Qinian crumpled the rice paper into a ball and threw it into the dustbin.

"I'm not the material to practice calligraphy. If you really like teaching people to practice calligraphy, you might as well be a professor in the University."

Louchengxiao closed his eyes and was not surprised at all. It seemed that he had expected the present scene.

Li Qinian simply didn't bother to pay attention to him. He took out his mobile phone and played a few games.

Louchengxiao heard the sound of the game, opened his eyes and glanced at her, but he didn't say anything.

In the next two days, Li Qinian was growing vegetables and fishing. A good hot-blooded young man was ground into a little old man.

"I'm going out this afternoon. You can stay in the villa and don't run around."

Li Qinian was eager to send away the great God. The chicken pecked rice and nodded and agreed.

In the afternoon, the setting sun sprinkled on the water and threw a layer of golden light. The green mountains in the distance remained unchanged and were full of green.

She moved a small bench by herself and sat by the pond, fishing in her hand, but a lot of voices suddenly rang out in her mind

"Niannian... Look at the sunset opposite. It looks like a big pancake. Is human food delicious?"

"Nian Nian, the strange old man let the fish go again."

"Niannian, stop fishing. Let's run away secretly. It's so boring here..."

"Nian Nian, let's fight the landlord?"

The long wind blew across the lake, the ripples were slightly rippling, all the sounds in my mind disappeared again, and only the chirping of cicadas and birds in my ears pulled her back to reality.

She pursed her lips, and her breath was a little low.

Love make complaints about the city of Tucao, but not 438.

Every time I fish by the lake, 438 is always the first to be lonely and chatter in my mind.

At this time, she would go fishing and fight the landlord with it in her mind for fun.

Two years.

In the past two years, the system prompt sound in my mind has not sounded once.

If it wasn't for the frozen favor, the progress bar was still there, she even suspected that it was just her illusion.

Her relationship with 438 is not like system and host, but more like an old father taking care of children.

This stupid system always falls off the chain at the critical moment. It's a timid and useless little crying bag, but it's this little crying bag that will stand up bravely when she needs help.

"Niannian, when I come back to protect you..."

Her mind resounded 438 soft waxy little milk sound.

"Little 38, where the hell are you..."

Li Qinian looked at the lake and suddenly lost his interest in fishing.

She put away her fishing rod and was ready to go back to her room.

As she passed the stairs on the second floor, her footsteps faltered.

At the bottom of the corridor is a red rusty iron door.

Lou Chengxiao is not in the villa this afternoon. He left with the housekeeper.

It's 3:00 p.m. the servants are resting in the room. There are no people in the whole villa now

Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

The last time she came to the villa, she almost opened the door, but Lou Chengxiao was furious.

What's hidden behind this door

Curling her fingers into fists, she put her fishing tools in place and walked step by step towards the iron gate.

Want to go in?

A voice filled her heart.

Go in.

Go in

The voice in my mind is getting louder and louder.

She gently raised her arm, and her white knuckles fell on the door lock.

A lock fell on the iron door.

It's not a special lock. It only takes her two or three minutes to open it.

But... Do you really want to open it?

The moral bottom line became the silk thread that tripped her and broke into the forbidden area of the protagonist's house. It's not good to say anything

But this man is Lou Chengxiao.

Build the louchengxiao of killer island by yourself.

Thinking of the children on the killer Island, Li Qinian immediately made a decision.

She found a remaining piece of wire in the repair room and went up the second floor again.

It took about three minutes for the door lock to make a clear click.

The iron door opened.

She breathed slowly and reached for the door.

"Creak -"

The dilapidated iron gate protested and struggled.

The world behind the door is dark and narrow.

Li Qinian got used to it for a long time before his eyes accepted the darkness in the room.

"It's not a secret room..."

The door is a long corridor, stretching forward. When you can't see your fingers, you can't see the end of the corridor at all.

Without any hesitation, she closed the door and went in.

The passage was quiet. She could clearly hear her heartbeat and the rustle of her clothes.

In such a bad and dark environment, normal people will never have the desire to move forward. Look, Li Qinian's steps are regular and orderly, and the look at the bottom of his eyes has never changed.

After walking for about ten minutes, a faint light finally came from the other end of the channel.

Li Qinian slowed down.

At the end of the passage, there is a square secret room. A transparent skylight is built above the secret room. Natural light falls from the skylight and just shines on the only long table in the room.

Seeing the things on the long table, her eyes moved.

This is

Memorial tablets?

She wondered because there was nothing carved on the black and red wooden plate.

No ancestry, no surname, no age.

She can think about the memorial tablets, or because there is a small incense burner in front of the row.

Three incense sticks were inserted in the censer, but they were not lit, and the incense ashes filled the stove.

It seems that the person who placed the memorial tablet has not cleaned it for a long time.

Her eyes went down again, passed the censer and stayed on the bottom table.

On the broad long table, there was only a small wooden fish and a small wooden mallet for knocking wooden fish.

The wooden fish on the table is one circle smaller than the normal size wooden fish, as if it were used by children.

Is the person who died a monk?

Li Qinian's eyes coagulated on the wooden fish. She couldn't help reaching out

The touch is very delicate.

The surface of wooden fish is polished very smoothly. It can be seen that the original owner didn't use it less.

The incense burner was covered with ash, but the wooden fish was well protected, and the surface was not covered with dust.

When he got the answer, Li Qinian flashed doubt at the bottom of his eyes.

Is Lou Chengxiao the one who came in to clean?

He set up a mourning hall, but he didn't clean the memorial tablets. Instead, he only cared about the wooden fish on the table. Logically, shouldn't the memorial tablets be more important than the wooden fish?

She stared at Qianzhi on the table, moved her heart, inexplicably uncontrollably put it into her hand, and gently exerted herself:

"Dong -"

The crisp and clean wooden fish made a sound.

It was clearly a pleasant sound of wooden fish, but it hit her heart like a thunder!

Her chest suddenly seemed to press a stone weighing thousands of kilograms, which made her suffocate.

Why does she feel so bad

Her facial features were twisted together, and her black eyes stared at the wooden fish in her hand.

Why?

"Dong Dong Dong"

She seemed to hear more wooden fish.