After a while, they were a little exhausted, and the two of them fell asleep on the sofa after a while.

This season, it is dawn earlier than in the middle of winter.

When you are "living", your sleep is always light when you smell it, and you open your eyes when you vaguely hear the birds cry.

It didn't feel very good to sleep on the sofa. He stood up and stretched his neck. He turned his head and saw that the hour hand was just about 5 o'clock on the living room wall clock.

A wing flapping sound suddenly came from the window. He walked over and received a bird made of yellow paper.

There was the smell of the Shen family's ash on the paper, which he released last night and followed Hui Gu.

He put his hands together and put away the paper bird, found a lighter, and lit a fire on the red candle. The paper bird was pinched and frosted on the tip of the fire.

When Xia Qiao sat up with the chicken coop, he saw this scene.

After a night passed, his eyes had completely returned to normal. He looked at people and things in a living way. He did not have the death energy he had last night, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

He turned on the headlights and yawned and asked what he was burning when he was smelling.

I didn't answer when I smelled it because a place name appeared on the paper bird that was finely smoked by the incense and candle.

Xiping Garden.

Where is this place?

He was frowning when he heard this, but Xia Qiao spoke in surprise: "Xiping Garden?"

"What? Do you know each other?"

"Uh... I can't tell you how to know each other." Xia Qiao said, "I heard from my grandfather that I was an old-style doll shop. The main reason is that there is a bit of a connection behind this shop."

"What's the origin?"

"Didn't there be a Zhang family on the spectral map of that judge? It is said to be a large family and there are quite a lot of side branches."

He said, "I know."

The earliest ancestor of the Zhang family was just a partial disciple of the ancestor, and he was not very capable. It has developed to this day but has become the most famous family. Because it has a wide range of disciples and a prosperous population.

"There are a lot of gossip about this family. I often hear my grandfather mention it, saying that this generation in the Zhang family's side branch produced a very bad person. Tiansha's life hurt his father and mother and he harmed many people. I don't know what it is, it's very mysterious." Xia Qiao recalled stutteringly, "Anyway, no one in the Zhang family dares to accept him, and other families are far away from him."

"Then what?"

"Then...this Xiping Garden is his store." Xia Qiao asked, "Why is there a Xiping Garden on this paper?"

Wen Shi said: "The result of chasing dogs last night."

Xia Qiao opened his eyes wide: "So those three disgusting things come from him?"

When I heard this, I didn't say death, but just said: "It's possible."

He pondered for a moment and walked to the famous spectrogram. Almost all the people he knew in this picture died and were still alive, and he was very unfamiliar with them.

"Which one are you talking about?" He started looking on the picture.

Xia Qiao murmured, "I don't know, this picture is too blind, I don't look at it often. I remember my grandfather said he was alive, but his name was marked."

Wen Shi followed the Zhang family's branches and saw a crossed name in the side branches. The moment he saw the name, he and Xia Qiao were both stunned.

Because that name is: Xie Wen.

The atmosphere in the living room was frozen for a while. After a while, Xia Qiao said, "It's not that coincidental! Who would thank him for whom?"

While he was talking, his cell phone shook twice.

Xia Qiao swallowed and took it out and saw that it was a fresh message.

From: Xie Wen.

Content: Is it right in Building 5? I'm outside the door.

"He's here..." Xia Qiao said softly, "just outside."

He turned his head almost immediately when he smelled it.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass door, he saw a man in the middle of the garden outside the door.

The man was very tall, wearing a shirt and trousers, and looked pretty tall. He was supposed to be a clean and decent look, but the harmony was disrupted by the seven or eight strings of beads on his wrists of unknown material.

He stood beside a half-deer tree, bent down and looked at something.

After a moment, he seemed to realize the gaze inside the house, stood up and turned his head to look over.

At that moment, there was still a smile on his lips, but the next second, he turned his head and coughed, his lips were so light that it was almost gone, and he looked sick.

Wen Shi didn't know what was worth laughing about that dead tree, but he only knew that when he saw that person, he subconsciously closed his eyes, so he saw the other person's spiritual appearance.

The man had two Sanskrit-like golden brown marks, which went down along the left cheek, from the root of the ear to the neck, to the shoulder bone, and to the heart.

The beads on the wrist turned into dark green bird feathers, and the red thread was wrapped around two lines, hanging loosely at hand.

His skin was as pale as paper, but his body was covered with black mist, like countless loose and tightly bound chains, and like a demon protruding from his spiritual body.
Chapter completed!