Zhuanglong's family lives in Monterey, the most famous seaside resort in California.
The scenery here is pleasant, and you can see elegant villas everywhere. Some of them are hidden in the forest, and some of them are built on the coast. In a word, they are affordable for the rich.
When Zhuang long was a child, it was not as lively and famous as it is now. At that time, there were not many people who would come here for a holiday, but those who could come were all rich owners.
This time he came, he didn't inform Xiaomeng. He didn't remember when he was a child. He didn't even remember his address. To this end, Zhuang long also specially asked people to help investigate. He got off the plane and received an address.
Staring at the address, Zhuang long was a little lost in his mind.
Is this where he lived as a child?
After arriving in Monterey, Zhuang long took a taxi there. He said the destination. The driver thought he was on holiday and told him which villa had the best environment and the best price.
Zhuang long said, "I already have a place to live."
The warm driver's smile faded a little. A moment later, a warm smile hung on his face. He asked Zhuang long what he was going to do. Zhuang long said that he had lived here and grew up here. It turned out that he was half a fellow villager, and the driver's attitude suddenly became more amiable.
Two people talked a few words, from the driver's words, Zhuang long got a lot of favorable news.
When Zhuang Longkou learned the address of the house he was going to live in, the driver's eyes changed. He was silent, as if puzzled. Zhuang long didn't understand why the driver reacted like this. He was shocked, but he didn't show his horse's feet.
The driver, a young man, couldn't help but ask Dr. Zhuang long, "do you know that the house you are going to live in is a dangerous house?"
At this time, Zhuang long did not know that his house had become a villain.
After hearing this, he was even more surprised.
Well, why did his family become a villain?
A vague guess took shape in his mind.
He looked out of the window at the beautiful and charming ocean scenery and saw the seagulls stopping on the shore, not afraid of tourists. He did not look back, like an unrelated stranger, and asked the driver about the house in the calmest voice.
"Evil house?" Xiaomeng's face flashed in his mind, and then he asked the driver, "what do you say?"
"Because people have died there."
Zhuang long said, "a lot of people have died in houses." He seemed to disapprove, "is it true that every house where a homicide happened is a homicide house?"
"That's not true." The driver said with a smile, then his face turned positive and said, "but that house is different. There are more than one people who have died in that house. They all look ugly."
The color of Zhuang Long's eyes deepened.
More than one person died?
When did this happen?
When he lived there, or after he left? Why do these people die? Who was the man my mother killed?
Before he reached his destination, Zhuang long was full of questions.
Zhuang long asked the driver, "do you know the details?"
"Hey, it's been a long time. I don't know." The driver looks like he is in his twenties. As far as he knows, he probably heard from other people. He told Zhuang long all he knew. He said, "I heard that there was a homicide in that house more than 20 years ago. It's said to be bloody, and no one would buy the house later. "
"Over the years, the prices of the houses near that area have all gone up, and no one has ever asked for the price of that one. Brother, I advise you to change your family. "
Zhuang long smiles and doesn't answer.
The driver sent him to his destination and asked him again and again to confirm that Zhuang long had made up his mind and didn't want to find a new place to live. Then he turned around and left.
Zhuang long was standing by the road with his luggage bag.
On both sides of the road, there are many private houses. Here, close to the sea, you can hear the sound of the waves. Zhuang long looked up at the old villa house on the hillside, which was his former home.
The room is two stories, not high, but it covers a large area.
Standing on the side of the road, looking at the house for a long time, Zhuanglong then walked towards the house with Xingli.
The house is locked. Because it is a vicious house, no one is near it at all. The grass around it is a little deep, but the house is still in good condition. Over the years, someone should be repairing it.
When Xiaomeng was in prison, the house was taken back by the government and later handed over to the housing agency to sell it. But after so many years, the house is still in the state of no one to buy.
Zhuang long contacted the intermediary and explained his intention. In less than half an hour, the intermediary company sent someone to sign a contract with Zhuang long.
The man who came was a man in his thirties. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry. He was very easy to talk when signing a contract. When he walked, he walked very fast, like there was a god of plague behind him. They just want to sell the house.
Therefore, Zhuang long became the new owner of the house at an unimaginable low price.
Zhuang long opens the door with the key. As soon as he enters the room, a burst of dust attacks the shop. Zhuang long quickly quit. After a while, he saw that all the dust inside had fallen to the ground, and then he stepped into it.
There are a lot of things in this room, including sofas, tables and stools, and almost all the things needed in life. The only surprise is that the walls of the house are so clean that they have been repainted, as if to cover up the traces they shouldn't have.
Zhuang long stares at the white wall and his heart drifts away.
He came forward and touched the wall with his hand. Many years ago, were these walls covered with blood?
The ground was covered with dust. Every step Zhuang long took left a footprint on the ground. Zhuang long nervously thought of a picture——
He was the only one in the room. He wandered around in the dusty room. Looking back, he found that the footprints on the ground were of different sizes
With a cold in his back, he stopped thinking deeply. He called a housekeeping company and asked them to send someone to clean the house. After the call, he called the furniture store and asked them to send some furniture.
After the call, he left the house and sat on the grass next to it. After a while, people from the housekeeping company came to the door. They looked at Zhuang long like a madman. He dares to live in such a vicious house!
Zhuang long only pretended to be invisible to their complicated peeping eyes.
He fell on the grass and looked up at the shore.