Xu Hang's village is not far from the public tomb. It is really small. It is incomparable to the villages like Xujiazhuang, which have thousands of households and are almost considered large villages. Compared with the village, it is more like a Western-style manor. The outer edge is a circle of not too large fields, but the core is only a few houses that look more like functional buildings, and a large house.

Although Xu Hang called his home a humble house, Feng Xue only felt that he was humble. Even though the house seemed to have only a few households, this house was much bigger than many nobles.

However, what he didn't expect was that it was really cold here...

Well, in the middle of winter, there are not many living people walking around in the house, and the temperature inside is no different from that outside. Even though the human race in the prehistoric world has a relatively good physique, it is easy to lose temperature in this environment, right?

"It's rude. During the day, the children all went to school. There were no people in the main house, so there was no fire." Xu Hang said without embarrassment, and at the same time ordered the servants to get the stove.

That being said, but Feng Xue noticed that these few servants did not feel frozen, their faces were rosy and they were not wearing thick clothes. Thinking of the few wisps of blue smoke I saw when I entered the village, there was probably a brazier in the servant's room?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue's eyes began to sweep through the living room. This living room is not big, the furnishings can only be considered ordinary, there are no special decorations, and even bottles and jars are rare. This can almost be considered shabby for the summer atmosphere where there are any good things that you like to put in the living room.

The battery life is very poor.

Feng Xue added an impression to Xu Hang in his heart.

However, according to the current lifestyle of the nobles, even if they have no money, they must maintain a "decent". Xu Hang's practice of not caring about face at all but giving the servants a good living environment can't help but make Feng Xue feel good about it.

The heating stove was added with carbon, and the indoor temperature gradually began to rise. Several people sat down around the heating stove. Xu Hang then rubbed his hands and said:

"Young Master has anything you want to ask, just ask."

"Since the Second Yuan Festival, four women have disappeared during the public tomb worshipping ancestors. I wonder if there are any clues?" Feng Xue asked, and Xu Hang also looked bitter:

"I have asked people before the yamen, but at this time every winter and New Year, there are always many people worshiping the sacrifices. I don't know the four women, and they don't look... Well, they are not conspicuous, and I really have no impression. I have asked several other gravekeepers, but they are not familiar with them."

"Is there any special clue?" Feng Xue did not have much hope. She asked while picking up the hot tea sent by the servant. After serving tea and snacks, the servants disappeared again, leaving only a servant responsible for serving tea and water. Thinking about her previous thoughts, Feng Xue was somewhat surprised and speculated that the group of servants actually left their master to keep warm?

"I know what the young master wants to ask, but it really doesn't. There are no evil spirits in the public grave, and there are no monsters. You can tell these things by just asking the city god. There is no problem of hiding and not reporting them." Xu Hang took a sip of hot tea, spit out a wisp of white air, and then said a little unsure:

"Although the public tomb is not far from the county town, it is still a bit far away. Could it be that it was lost on the road?"

"If you are lost, where will you go? The City God said that the soul has not returned yet, which means that it is either not dead or has its soul detained."

When Feng Xue said the word "Soul Detention", her eyes were staring at Xu Hang's expression, but she did not notice any unusual changes, but was slightly surprised-

"It's just four women of average family background, so why shouldn't they be so despised?"

"I hope it won't happen, but you should also understand that there are always some accidents in this world that will have the effect of soul-damaging, such as the frivolous one at the beginning of the year. In short, I have already asked someone to ask Wu Zhu to calculate the birth dates and horoscopes of the four. I hope I can see something from here." Feng Xue sighed and said helplessly: "I am afraid that something strange is buried under this public grave now, and I will swallow it in one bite when I meet a suitable partner..."

"This young master can rest assured that every New Year's Eve, Wuchang will come to conduct a routine inspection of the public tomb. If anything is wrong, it would have been discovered long ago." Xu Hang shook his head. It could be seen that he seemed to be more inclined to the assumption of the birth date. After all, there are not a hundred or eighty unmarried women who come to the public tomb these days, but they just lost such four. It is probably because there is something special about it, right?

"Can I go to the public grave to check?" Feng Xue kept observing Xu Hang, and found no abnormalities from beginning to end, so she could only ask according to the original plan.

"It's no problem with this, but there must be a gravekeeper following you, and you cannot bring swords and weapons in. This is the rule." Speaking of this, Xu Hang's expression became serious, and Feng Xue immediately nodded and said:

"I understand this, just look at the situation near the graves of several missing people's families."

"Okay." Wu Zhu nodded, then stood up and planned to take a few people to the public grave. This made Feng Xue regret coming here a little. This time, she thought she could warm up, but the stove was about to leave before it even heated up...

However, the main thing is important. The group walked out of the Zhuangzi and rushed to the public grave. At this time, it was already at the beginning of the Si hour. The sun finally rose completely, but the temperature still did not change much.

Feng Xue looked for it one by one according to the information, but then she was still a little helpless. Except for all women, these four missing people really couldn't find any similarities!

Let’s talk about the relatives who worshipped, including fathers, mothers, grandparents, and some died at birth. The most recent ones died last year. They were far away from the public grave. I think they were all missing in the same area.

Passing by one grave after another, Feng Xue restrained the rude thoughts in his mind, but was drawing pictures in his hand. His painting skills were 66 points, which was a professional level that could be achieved through this. What's even more terrifying is that the skills provided by Golden Finger are of the entire range. Although he has only practiced ink painting since time traveling, he is proficient in oil painting and sketching, both oil painting and sketching seem to be like his own skills.

But what he is doing now is mapping maps.

Feng Xue, who roughly drew the landform of the public tombs and marked the graves of the four missing family members. He thought he could produce half a hexagram or some other semi-finished figure, was disappointed. He was really very irregular. If he had to create a relatively distinctive figure, at least several auxiliary lines would have to be added, but that would be no different from redrawing.

"Can you really have to wait for the next victim to appear?" Feng Xue thought hard, even trying to lose her understanding.

So he really lost it.

"Bolu..."

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Chapter completed!