Wealthy Heavenly Master[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 247

In the entire castle, only the attic in the southeast corner is locked. The iron chains are entangled, and the locks are rusty. It looks very old.Even in some corners, there seems to be traces of being burned, but it seems that it has been repaired and the wallpaper has been re-pasted, but even if it has been repaired, compared with other places in the castle, this attic seems to be an abandoned The place is clearly facing a good direction, but the light outside seems to be blocked, it is cold and dark, even standing by the window, it is not bright enough.

Wen Ran stretched out his hand to press the switch on the wall, and the light bulb above his head flickered a few times before it turned on. The light bulb was a very old incandescent light bulb. After the filament inside burned red, it snapped off. It burned less than 1 Minutes away.Wen Ran clicked his tongue lightly, and didn't bother with the light anymore. Anyway, places with ghosts are always dark and dark, and he's used to it.

When he put his hand on the iron chain, he didn't even use any strength, and the iron chain hanging a large lock broke and fell to the ground. It was obvious that the thing inside was welcoming him in.

Wen Ran didn't care, and pushed open the door that had been closed for an unknown amount of time, and walked towards the attic step by step.

The door of the attic is made of wood, and there is a creaking sound when it is pushed open, which makes the dark attic look even more eerie. Wen Ran thought to himself, this plot in the movie is just for death The prelude to the squad looking for death.

When the door was completely pushed open, the entire attic appeared in front of Wen Ran's eyes. He could vaguely see the European-style carpet with complicated patterns, and the room was full of books. On the desk facing the window of the attic, there was a book open. But it was also covered in dust and cobwebs.

A light cough sounded from the side, and Wen Ran turned his head to look, a thin and slender young man was standing by the window, with a ghostly aura on his body, but his brows and eyes were warm and smiling.

Wen Ran tilted her head: "Hello?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slowly: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Wen Ran didn't mind being dirty and chose a place to sit down at random: "I thought I was obvious enough, or do you not know the profession of celestial master?"

The young man shook his head: "Is the job of catching ghosts in the movies before actually real?"

Wen Ran said: "Even ghosts really exist, and the profession of catching ghosts also really exists. I see that you are full of resentment, but there is no blood, but there is still a trace of earthbound breath. You have unfinished wishes. Or are you bound and unable to leave this place?"

The young man lowered his eyes, and the surrounding environment began to gradually change. The cold darkness was gradually dispelled by the sunlight projected from the window. It was dyed with color, and the young man in front of him also lost his lifeless spirit, and turned into a handsome young man of Zhilan Yushu.

His eyebrows and eyes are vaguely like his aunt's, even though his aunt is old, but he can still see a part or two of his youthful splendor, and this ghost locked in the attic should be in the best years of his life. The bright eyes, when looking at people, seem to always have a slight smile, just one look, you can make people feel that this is a person who has engraved gentleness into his bones.

For a moment, Wen Ran felt sad in his heart. This was the first time in his history since he dealt with the ghosts. After only one meeting, he actually felt a little pity.

The young man walked to the window, took out a book from the cabinet on the wall, and looked at Wen Ran with a smile: "This is my home, where can I go if I don't stay at home."

Wen Ran said: "How did you die?"

For ghosts, this question is considered a relatively taboo topic. Even if they have become ghosts, looking back on their own death is still a kind of torture for them. In the scene before death, the madness will go out of control again.

But the ghost in front of him was not there, and when asked by Wen Ran, he just shook his head slightly, and said in a flat tone: "It should have been burned to death."

Wen Ran raised her eyebrows: "Should?"

The young man smiled: "I drank a glass of milk, and I seemed to get up in a trance. There was a strong and pungent smell. When I opened my eyes again, I became the ghost of this ancient castle."

Wen Ran: "Who gave you the milk?"

The young man's smile was slightly restrained, but he still answered all questions with a good attitude: "It's my big brother."

"How long have you been dead?"

The young man shook his head: "I don't remember, there is no time here."

Wen Ran thought for a while and said, "Who is Wan Huilan to you?"

Only then did the young man experience some emotional ups and downs, and the whole pre-death scene constructed by him fluctuated unsteadily, and after a while, the young man calmed down under self-control and said slowly: "It's my mother. "

When the word "mother" was uttered, many images from the past flooded into the youth's mind again. The gentle and quiet mother, the sweet smell of baking, even though she was an adult, was still hugged like a child. Even if he made a mistake, he would only treat the woman he was gentle and comforting, his mother, the woman he loved the most and wanted to protect the most.

Wan Huilan is his aunt, that is to say, the eldest brother who brought him milk should be the current uncle of the Qi family, that is to say, this young man is the young son who was said to have died young?But looking at him as an adult, he remembered Qi Yunjing saying that the youngest son of the Qi family overseas died of illness when he was very young, and there was a huge difference between being burned to death and dying of illness. Why did the Qi family hide the real truth? As for the cause of death, do they actually know that the younger son's death was caused by the elder son, thinking that one of them died anyway, and they couldn't pay for another one, so they concealed it?

Wen Ran thought for a while and said, "There is a child in this castle, who is that child?"

The young man smiled: "That's my nephew, a bit naughty, did he run out to scare people?"

Wen Ran shook his head: "Not really, after all, there are not many people who can see ghosts, which brother's child is he?"

The young man's smile became lighter again: "It belongs to my elder brother."

Big brother again?It seems that the boss of the Qi family has a lot of problems.

Wen Ran said: "Then do you have any grudge against your second sister?"

After all, the boss of the Qi family is still fine, but the second aunt of the Qi family is dead. Could it be that there are other ghosts in the castle that he has not met?It is said that wealthy families have a lot of privateness. It seems that there is indeed a lot of privateness.

The young man said: "Yes, my nephew was drowned in the lake behind by his father and aunt."

He still remembers the first time he saw an existence he could touch in this ancient castle, the little boy who always sweetly called his uncle when he was a child, standing in the corner with a ghostly look and dripping water all over his body Even though he himself was a ghost, he was still taken aback.

But after that, he was no longer alone, after all, he was accompanied by others, but the hatred in his nephew's heart was far stronger than his.

Having said that, Wen Ran guessed where the body of the Second Aunt Qi might be. Looking at the person in front of him, Wen Ran said, "Have you visited your mother?"

The young man shook his head again, although the corner of his mouth was smiling, but his eyes were full of sadness: "Human beings and ghosts have different paths, so what can we do if we see them."

Wen Ran sighed, and didn't say anything else. My aunt would choose to come back here at the end of her life. Perhaps part of the reason for this was because of this youngest son who died young.

Wen Ran bid farewell to the attic ghost, and walked slowly towards the room. When passing by the window of the corridor, he glanced out. The boy in a small suit was standing by the artificial lake under heavy rain, in the empty back garden, ** In the dense dark sky, a small black figure stood there, in the place where he drowned.Probably sensing his gaze, the figure by the lake slowly turned around, looking straight at him with hollow and cold eyes.

Wen Ran smiled, looked away and walked away without looking back.

Back in the room, Wen Ran didn't see Qi Yunjing, so Wen Ran walked to the hall, a group of people were sitting by the fireplace in the living room, Wen Ran looked at the middle-aged man whom the young man called his eldest brother, with a heavy evil spirit and a deep debt , the body has begun to gradually entangle the dead air.

Seeing Wen Ran, Qi Yunjing waved at him, and when he led him to his side, he asked in a low voice, "Why have you been here for so long?"

Wen Ran smiled and whispered to him: "The one in the attic is a handsome guy and a very gentle little brother, so we chatted for a while longer."

Qi Yunjing's eyes changed instantly, and his hand pinched Wen Ran's face: "You gentle little brother?"

Wen Ran slapped his hands away, and glared at him, seeing that the atmosphere here was a bit wrong: "What's wrong? Did you find a dead body?"

Qi Yunjing shook his head: "No, it's been raining for a long time, and the person hasn't been found yet, so everyone is a little worried."

Wen Ran said: "In the artificial lake behind."

Qi Yunjing raised his eyebrows: "Did you see it?"

Wen Ran said: "The little devil is guarding there."

Seeing that they were whispering all the time, my aunt smiled and said to grandma, "These young couples have such a good relationship. If we don't see each other for a while, there will be endless things to talk about."

Grandma also had a smile all over her face: "The only thing that can make my taciturn grandson talkative is Ranran."

Wen Ran saw his grandma waving at him, so he sat down and held her arm, and said to his aunt curiously: "When I came here, I saw a seven or eight-year-old man in a black dress at the artificial lake in the back garden. The little boy in the suit disappeared in a blink of an eye. I thought I had never seen that little boy when I was eating yesterday, and I didn’t know which one he belonged to. It’s raining so heavily outside, don’t get gonorrhea.”

As soon as Wen Ran's words fell, the uncle of the Qi family over there dropped a cup by mistake. Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, and the cup didn't break when it fell. Seeing many people looking over, Uncle Qi's family laughed dryly: "My hand slipped, I'll ask someone to clean it up."

The uncle of the Qi family turned around to call for his servants, and the others continued to chat with each other. The aunt and grandmother said to Wen Ran: "I guess it is some wild boy who ran out to play in the water under the heavy rain. I haven't seen anyone for a while. Their mother I will find it myself, don't worry, the boy is very skinny, nothing will happen to him."

Wen Ran let out a sigh, and didn't continue this topic, but noticed that, except for the uncle of the Qi family who was a little out of control, the other brothers and sisters of the Qi family seemed to have a bit of a bad face.

Wen Ran couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the water depth of a wealthy family is really not a little bit deep. It seems that this time not many people will die, and the matter will not pass.