Chapter 74

"Yes." Jin Zongliang nodded, went straight to a room in the middle of the yard, took out a key from a dirty old mailbox next to the gate, turned it gently, and the door opened.

In the room, there is a smell of damp and moldy. You can tell from the smell that no one has lived here for a long time.

Kris looks around the yard, carefully steps forward with one foot, and follows Jin Zongliang into the room.

"Boss, here Is that where you used to live? I've heard about it before, but I've never come to see it. "

"Well, yes, I haven't been back for many years." Jin Zong said with a deep sigh.

I don't know why, Kris always feels that this courtyard is very strange, like a middle-aged and disrepair mansion in a horror movie, with the souls of the undead floating in it.

In a trance, he could even hear someone crying. He hoped that everything was an illusion. Kris kept cheering himself up in his heart. If Jin Zongliang hadn't stood here, he would not have the courage to come to this place.

"Mr. Jin Boss May I go now? " Kris's voice trembled slightly, and he whispered.

"Where do you want to go? Don't worry about putting myself here so late."

Depend on Do you want to spend the night with him in this ghost place

All of a sudden, there was a gust of wind outside and a whirring sound. The door was slammed by the wind. Kris's heart was tight, but Jin Zongliang's face didn't fluctuate too much. His eyes were fixed on a hanging image in the middle of the room.

"What's this?"

"It's my uncle." Jin Zongliang said lightly.

Kris always knew that in Jin Zongliang's heart, his uncle was the one he admired most. He was with his uncle and aunt when he was young, and he was not raised by Jin Yongguo, so his relationship with Jin Yongguo has always been very general, even bad.

"So this is..."

"Yes, his name is Wen Tianfeng. I haven't been back here since he died. "

"Well What about your aunt? "

"She's gone. I've been looking for her everywhere, but I've never heard from her."

The moonlight outside hit Jin Zongliang's face, reflecting a faint white light.

All of a sudden, the door was opened and creaked. Kris immediately held his breath and didn't even dare to turn his head back. Could there really be any ghost here.

A white haired old man came limping in from the door on crutches. Before Kris could see the old man's face clearly, he walked past Kris and came to the back of Jin Zongliang.

"You're back."

The old man's voice was hoarse and low, but with a strong aura, people began to shudder when they heard it.

Kris looked at the old man's rickety and thin back. His hair stood up, and every pore was struggling to breathe.

Three seconds later, Jin Zongliang turned around. There was no surprise on his face, as if the old man was an old friend he had known for a long time.

"Yes, I'm back." Jin Zongliang said with a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

Kris has been following Jin Zongliang for a long time, but he still can't understand this smile.

"Everything is the same here, nothing has changed." Jin Zongliang's hand brushed the wooden chair and table beside him, which had accumulated a thick layer of dust.

"Yes, no one has been here since your uncle left. Everything is the same as before. I have never changed."

The old man turned around and looked at Kris. Kris was startled and saw the old man's face clearly.

The old man's face is full of wrinkles, and his muscles have relaxed. His eyes are as dry as those of the eminent monks in Jin Yong's novels. There is only one eyeball left. His facial expression is dignified and solemn, which is even more terrifying with the current environment.

"Who is this?" The old man looked at Kris with a smile.

"It's my assistant. He's staying here for one night." Jin Zongliang said.

"Boss Or I'd better forget it. Since this old man is here with you, I'll withdraw first. " Kris's legs were already shaking unconsciously.

"Well, you can go back first. Come here to meet me at six tomorrow morning. I'm going to the company."

Jin Zongliang looked at Kris reluctantly, so he didn't force him any more.

"Will you go to work tomorrow? Won't you have a rest?"

"No Jin Zongliang waved his hand, "the company has a lot of things waiting for me to deal with, which has wasted a lot of time."

"Well, I'll come back tomorrow morning." With that, Kris left the old house.

At this time, only the old man and Jin Zongliang were left in the house.

"Uncle Wu, I haven't heard from my aunt these years." Jin Zongliang went to a wooden chair next to the lobby and sat down. He habitually took out a candle from the drawer under the table and lit it.Over the years, he always remembered that every time there was a power failure, his aunt would take out candles from here.

"Yes, there's no news. I've been trying to find her, but there's really no clue." Uncle Wu shook his head helplessly.

"Zongliang, how have you been for so many years? I often see you on the news. You and the girl named Yan Xi are back together again?" The old man asked with a smile.

"It's OK, but don't mention that woman to me." Jin Zongliang turned his head to one side and hid his face in the dark.

"That girl, she came here in the rain that night." Uncle Wu took out an old-fashioned cigarette holder, struck a match, lit the cigarette holder and took a deep breath.

In the room, the yellow candle gives off a faint yellow light, Jin Zongliang's slender figure is covered by the yellow light, and Uncle Wu spits out circles of green smoke.

"What did you say? Do you think Yan Xi has been here? " Jin Zongliang looked at Uncle Wu in surprise. His deep eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.

"Yes, she came to see you." Uncle Wu nodded.

At that moment, Jin Zongliang's heart was affected. No one ever mentioned it like him.

"Maybe she's guilty." Jin Zongliang's eyes were covered with mist.

"Maybe, there is really some misunderstanding between you and that girl."

"No way." Jin Zongliang's thin lips revealed three words without any waves.

Uncle Wu sighed: "well, since you don't want to mention it, I won't say more. Maybe it's time for you to let go of your hatred."

"I won't. I must avenge my uncle and find my aunt." Jin Zongliang clenched his fist and said with firm and powerful eyes.