Network New Liao Zhai

Chapter 534

Brother Xiao Ma knocked on the iron door loudly, but no one came to open the door for a long time.

Could it be that there is no one inside?

It appears to be a deserted manor.

Xu Feng said: "Do you want me to climb over the wall and go in and open the door?"

Zhu Yan shook her head, "There is no need for anyone to come."

Little Ma: Is there really anyone?

Guo Qiqi: Why didn't you hear anything?

Xu Feng also waited for a while before he caught the footsteps.

After a while, I heard the rattle of the iron gate, and then opened a crack.A pair of cloudy old eyes looked at them from within.

Brother Xiao Ma stretched out his hand and pushed the door open a little.

It can be clearly seen that there is an old man with gray hair inside.

The old man poked his head out, "Who are you looking for?" After seeing that they were a group of black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians, he said, "Have you gone to the wrong place? Visits and tours are not allowed here, go to other manors."

After speaking, I was ready to close the door and go in.

Brother Xiao Ma moved quickly and reached out to stop him.

"We are not here to visit, we are here to investigate on the commission of Mr. Tread."

"What did you say, Mr. Tread?"

The old man raised his head and looked at them again with cloudy eyes.

Brother Xiao Ma said: "If you don't believe it, you can call Mr. Tread's house in New York to confirm that we are indeed invited by him.

Here is my paper, and here is Mr. Tread's power of attorney. "

Little Ma didn't lie.Everything he said was true, and it was indeed Tred who commissioned them to investigate. As for what he came here to investigate, he didn't need to tell this old man who seemed to be the gatekeeper.

The old man didn't look at the certificate, nor did he look at any power of attorney.

Instead, he turned around and opened the door, and said, "If you say yes, then come in. This manor has been neglected for so many years, and it is almost deserted. What else can we investigate? Come in, come in and take a look!"

Just let them in.They thought it would be a waste of time.

At the beginning, the old man's attitude was not friendly, why did he change suddenly now?

Still Tred's name works.

Everyone followed through the door.

Inside it looked even more dilapidated.

The yard is full of weeds, half the height of a person.

The road leading to the main building has been blocked.

Among the weeds, there are also some roses.It seems that there should be a garden here before.

Xu Feng thought to himself: Even if there are thieves in this state, they won't come in.

The old man leads the way.Through the overgrown garden.From time to time remind the people behind:

"Be careful going up the steps."

Because of the overgrown weeds, the road is completely invisible, but the old man is very familiar with it.

After walking dozens of steps, you will reach a platform.

The platform was cleaned very well.

There are gray fences separating the lawn and flower beds.

The old man said: "I'm here alone, I can only clean up the top, I can't take care of the bottom.

understandable.The garden below is quite big, and it would take a lot of effort for an old man to clean it up.

It seems that Mr. Tread knows to give up his ancestral home, and he is reluctant to pay someone to take care of it.

Between the lawn and flower beds is a road paved with gray stones, leading directly to the small building opposite.

Zhu Yan: "What do you think that building looks like?

like what?

Everyone looked over in puzzlement.

On the opposite side is a small three-story building built of gray-brown stones, which looks simple and rough.

On the first floor there is a large foyer with a door frame made of boulders.

In the same position on the second floor above is a slightly smaller gate with a long wooden balcony on the outer wall and column-shaped railings.

Above it should be the attic, and there are only two windows on the wall.

Then there's the black roof.

There are two side rooms on each side of the building, which should be the kitchen or where the servants live.

It's all normal, nothing weird.

Brother Xiaoma took the lead and said, "Like an ancient castle."

Xu Feng: "It's too beautifying to say that the castle is like a bunker."

Guo Qiqi: "No, you are all wrong. You only see its rough appearance, but you don't see it from here. Does it look like a human face? Have you ever eaten a kind of ice cream called Doll's Head, like that... Zhu Zhu, is this what you want us to see?"

After hearing what he said, Xu Feng and Xiao Ma took a closer look, ah, it is indeed so.

Those two windows in the attic wall are like human eyes.Then there is the door opening on the second floor, like a mouth.

"Sister Zhu Zhu, does this have any special meaning?"

Zhu Yan: "It's nothing, just like Qiqi said, it looks like a human face. Let's go..."

It's that simple?

Calling us to watch without explaining why,

There are oddities.

Cross the lawn and stand at the gate.

Zhu Yan looked towards the balcony upstairs.

Tred's mother, Mary, jumped from above and landed where she was standing.

Zhu Yan felt a shadow rushing down, and quickly dodged.

what happened?

Asked Xu Feng on the side.

According to his skill and eyesight, he could see what sister Zhu Zhu was avoiding?

But when I looked again, there was nothing on the ground.

Only the shadows of everyone.

Brother Xiao Ma pointed to the top and then to the ground, and said, "Could this be the place where Mary committed suicide by jumping off the building?"

Zhu Yan nodded.

Guo Qiqi was standing next to her, but when she heard this, she groaned and went behind Xu Feng.

Poking out half of his head, he said, "Zhu Zhu, do you feel her? The ghost is still there."

Zhu Yan: "Don't scare yourself. Uncle Pierre, take us in and have a look."

The uncle guarding the manor didn't know what these young Orientals were talking about, but just looked at them curiously.

It wasn't surprising to hear Zhu Yan call his name at this moment.Since Mr. Tread entrusted them to come, it is not surprising to know their names.

Said: "Go in."

Entering the gate is a big hall

The inside is not as magnificent and dazzling as imagined, but very simple. The furniture is mainly in walnut color, with some gray curtains, which is very old-fashioned.Only the crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling of the hall, adding a touch of bright color to this dark space.

The hall has a fireplace, a sofa, a dining table, and a staircase leading upstairs.

There are two doors on each side of the hall leading to the kitchen and servants' rooms on both sides.

Several portraits hang on the wall above the fireplace.

Seeing them staring at the portraits, Pierre said, "These are the successive heads of the Spears family."

"There is no Mr. Tread. Isn't he the current head of the house?"

Pierre: "Not yet?"

Guo Qiqi: "What do you mean?

Zhu Yan: "Only after death can the portrait be placed here."

"Ah, it turned out to be a portrait. No wonder the room feels gloomy."

Guo Qiqi shrank her neck.

"The last portrait is of Tred's father."

Pierre: "Yes. Mr. Spears."

Zhu Yan: "Uncle, how long have you been here?"

"My parents are both Mr. Spears's servants. I was born here. Then I grew up with Master Fraser, then accompanied by Second Young Master Daniel, and finally Master Tread. I never left the manor .

"Oh, then you must know what happened at the manor."

"What happened at the manor? Which one do you mean?"

Guo Qiqi: "Have many major events happened in the manor?"

Zhu Yan: "Of course I'm asking about Mrs. Mary's fall from the building."

She did not say that she committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Pierre was silent, as if remembering.

The room was extremely quiet, and everyone was waiting for Pierre's answer, although they knew it.But I still wanted to know the details of the time, although it might make Pierre feel unpleasant in retrospect.After all, suicide by jumping off a building is not a happy thing to say.

　Today I recommend a book, which is "Wild Cat Language" by the cute (^^) cat sister

　　Feelings at random, posting for no reason, there may be stories, more emotions, currently sorting out some diaries from junior and senior high schools... Feel free.

　　Realistic themes, pay more attention.

　　Thank you.

　　

(End of this chapter)