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Chapter 123 The Weird Ancestral Hall

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    "Yun Yan, you are a doctoral student and a professor, and you have also studied in Korea. How old are you?" Auntie quickly saw the clue.

    "50 years old."

    "What?" Everyone in the living room focused their eyes on Hua Yunyan, even the uncle and grandpa, who were usually prudent, were shocked.

    Such a good opportunity, how could my aunt miss it, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and she gloated: "What a handsome uncle!" But this time she didn't have the nerve to pinch Hua Yunyan's face.

    Although he was embarrassed for a few minutes, he was still conquered by Hua Yunyan's elegant demeanor, and the group of people in the living room no longer stared at Hua Yunyan with the eyes that looked at alien creatures.  And those female family members added several more in a short time.  The daughters-in-law of the uncle's family and the fourth uncle's family also came to hear the news, and the few business cards that Hua Yunyan carried with her were snatched up.

    Hua Yunyan was actually very hungry. While dealing with the female family members, she looked at the pastries on the coffee table from time to time.  When his little niece Yanyan peeled off a piece of mung bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth, he was almost moved to tears.

    My mother found that one of Ma Laiyu's earrings was missing, and she couldn't find it in the living room for a long time, so I went to the ancestral hall to look for it.  Before leaving, I asked my mother to watch Hua Yunyan and not let my aunt bully him.  The mother rubbed her forehead and smiled bitterly: "Didn't you see how popular he is?" Then she murmured to herself: "I'll have to go to him later and ask for a prescription for beauty."

    I asked my uncle for the key and went straight to the ancestral hall.

    Although it was afternoon, I was still a little apprehensive to come to the ancestral hall alone.  It's not for anything else, but I heard that in my grandfather's generation, someone violated the clan rules and was beaten to death in the ancestral hall.  The specific plot is not very clear because of the taboo in the clan, but it should be true.

    The gate of the auditorium is made of iron, the shaft has not been oiled for a long time, and the sound is loud when it is opened.  I'm not in a hurry to close the door, so I just let it lie there.

    Walking along the corridor to the entrance of the ancestral hall, the three incense sticks on the big bronze tripod are still burning. This kind of incense is thicker than an adult's finger, and it is said that it can burn for a day and a night.  On the wax tables on both sides, in the cover made of glass, there is a candle as thick as a bowl and as tall as a person.

    I took out the bunch of aged keys and tried several, but failed to open the door of the ancestral hall.

    The smell of incense burning behind me was so strong that I was a little dizzy.

    "Long time no see." A woman's voice came from the air.

    I turned around and looked around, but I didn't see anyone, so I continued to try the keys, and finally when the last key was inserted into the keyhole, the door of the ancestral hall was opened by me.

    When worshiping the ancestors, there were so many people present, and there was nothing special about it.  Now alone, I entered this place. There are many memorial tablets on the stage, and the butter lamp on the top flickers on and off. In addition, the windows of the ancestral hall are closed, and only a little sunlight shines in through the open door.  I was brave enough to search for the nail-sized earrings by the side of the tribute platform. The nail-sized earrings were neither big nor small. They were put in the corner, and it was really hard to find. In addition, the light was dim, and energy-saving lamps in the ancestral hall  I couldn't find the switch for a while.  I can only grope slowly.

    At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the butter lamp on the top went out. Out of an instinctive reaction, I rushed out of the door in fright.  At this moment, I heard the iron door of the auditorium outside slam shut after a harsh dragging sound.  This made my hairs stand on end.

    I was alone in the auditorium when I vaguely saw a woman in white passing by the fence next to the iron gate.

    "Who?!" I yelled, and looked closely. It turned out to be a few pieces of white cloth drying there.  It is probably the cotton cloth used to make rice cakes before the festival, and it is being dried after being washed at the moment.  Such a large auditorium could not be better used as a drying yard.

    "Hahahaha" A clear female voice sounded, and it was that kind of voice floating in the air again.

    "Who?" I looked to the sky again, trying to find the source of the voice.  But I saw a snow-white dove landed on the top of the rain eaves.  Make a "cuckoo" sound.

    "Is this beast doing something wrong?" I wondered.

    But it is true that no other existence can be found.

    I took a closer look at the pigeon, and it looked at me quite humanly. After a while, it fluttered its wings and landed at my feet.

    I bent down and stroked its head, it was so obedient to let me touch it, I took the opportunity to take it into my arms.

    "Hey, you are really cute."

    I finally found my mother's earrings by the iron gate of the auditorium. It is estimated that when the gate was closed, my aunt alone was not strong enough, and my mother had stepped forward to help, so it fell at that time.

    See me showing up with a doveIn the living room, everyone cast admiring gazes, but my aunt curled her lips with a disdainful expression on her face: "It's not a good omen for a free pigeon, the light one will lose money, and the serious one"

    "If you don't care, the grapes are sour if you can't eat them!" I blocked her words.

    "Nan Nan, where did you catch this pigeon?" Grandpa took the pigeon from my hand and looked at it carefully.

    "I caught it in the auditorium, but it's not really a catch. It flew to my feet by itself. I tried to catch it, but it didn't run away. It's really strange."

    "Pigeon soup is the most nourishing, Dad, I will kill it to make soup for you tonight." My aunt said that she was about to grab it, but I pulled it away.

    "If you want to eat, buy it yourself, don't touch my pigeons."

    "Who cares! Your pigeons are so smelly, and I don't know if there is bird flu. In my opinion, it's better not to eat them!" If her words were not so mean, someone would come to propose marriage early in the morning.

    My aunt's crow had a good beak, and at night, I actually had a fever, and the pigeon died inexplicably.

    I was sent to the hospital overnight due to wind and rain.  Grandpa also had fever symptoms that night.

    "Poisoned?" Hearing the doctor's words, everyone couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

    Grandpa's condition is not bad. After hanging the salt water that night, the fever subsided, and there was no serious problem after the physical examination.

    However, I had a high fever, and it was still 39.5 degrees at dawn.

    Because this matter was too strange, my father reported the case.  But the police station here did not show much enthusiasm for reconnaissance.

    Hua Yunyan's sensitive nerves were touched, and he thought that when Xiaoqian was hospitalized, police officer Nana was poisoned by touching a butterfly.  I don't know if these two things are related.

    Soon Zhou Xiaowen and the others rushed over, and the guys at the police station saw the captain of the criminal police coming over in person, so they put the case in focus.

    "Compare the poisonous powder on the pigeon with the poisonous powder in the Nana poisoning case, and there may be clues!" Zhou Xiaowen gave an order.

    That pigeon was sent for a drug test, and its wings were stained with poisonous powder. Judging from the distribution of the poisonous powder, it should be artificial.  Compared with the poison test results on Nana, the poison powder on that pigeon contained much less poison.

    In addition to abuse rabbits, dogs, and cats, there are people who abuse butterflies and pigeons. What are these people thinking.

    "Perhaps this is not pure abuse of butterflies and pigeons." Zhou Xiaowen's thoughts quickly made everyone start to think in an uneasy direction.

    The butterfly with poisonous powder stunned Nana, and then Ruo Fei disappeared, and then Chan Bing cut off one of her hands and put it in the police station's reception room.

    Tracy has been confirmed dead, and after Chan Bing fell from the 40th floor, although no body was found, theoretically speaking, there is no possibility of her surviving.  Chen Bo, a spider fan, mentioned that in the first volume of "Ten Deadly Sins 4" "Horror Hotel", a man named Li Zamao jumped off the 15th floor of the Hill Hotel and disappeared out of thin air, not because he could fly into the sky to escape.  Instead, he happened to fall into the compartment of a large dump truck carrying ballast, and was finally buried in the seabed along with the reclamation materials.  Perhaps it is more reasonable to use this to explain Chan Bing's disappearance.

    Since both of them are dead, who is the prankster of this poisonous pigeon?

    This pigeon with poisonous powder on its body appeared in the courtyard of the Su family ancestral hall for no reason, and landed meekly at my feet. It was hugged by a stranger like me without any hostility.  The pigeon was poisoned and the pigeon died inexplicably.  There are probably only two explanations for this phenomenon. The first is that we have all seen ghosts, and the second is that we have seen people more terrifying than ghosts.  Such a person can manipulate the minds of animals.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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