False evidence

Chapter 92 Time and space chaos
Chapter Ninety-Two: Time-Space Distortion

I asked Mengzhen to get the chopsticks, but I didn't hear anything for a long time. I called out a few times, but there was no response.

As Yan Fengwei moved, the shards of the vase in front of him piled up into a small mountain.

To avoid being splashed by the shards, I could only protect my head and face and shrink back as much as possible.

When Yan Fengwei picked up the vase again and turned around, I began to feel that something was wrong.

Through the gap, I could see his exposed calves, which had been cut in several places by flying shards.

There were still fragments stuck in one of the wounds, which looked very serious.

Even if he's sleepwalking, he can still feel his body. He's so badly injured, how come he can't wake up?

I squinted through my fingers, trying to see his face clearly.

I noticed that the black aura above his head had disappeared.

His eyes were open, but they lacked any liveliness; his expression was stiff, making him look like a walking corpse.

The vase fell, and I quickly shrank back.

In that instant, everything went black before my eyes!
I thought my eye was injured, so I quickly closed it, but I couldn't feel anything in my eye, nor did I feel any pain.

The slow footsteps sounded again.

I thought to myself that waiting like this wouldn't work, so I should find a time to escape and then try to wake Yan Fengwei up.

I opened my eyes, but I still couldn't see anything.

Having made up my mind, I didn't hesitate. Relying on my memory, I crawled out from the side of the table, found my way to the stairs, and climbed up using both my hands and feet.

When I got up there, I was astonished to find that I wasn't blind. The reason I couldn't see anything down there was probably because the lights were off, and now, looking through the kitchen window, I could see that it was actually dark outside!
When I arrived, it wasn't even noon yet. I'd been in the basement for no more than half an hour, so how did it get dark already?

The rain is still falling, so it can't be that dark clouds are obscuring the sun.

I tried to take out my phone to check the time, but after searching all over, I found nothing. Not only was my phone gone, but my wallet was also gone!
Did it fall down there?
wrong!

Why has there been no movement downstairs since I came up here?

I turned around in confusion, but with only the faint light filtering in from the window, I couldn't see anything clearly in the basement.

I'm not familiar with this house, and Mengzhen isn't here. I don't know where to find a flashlight or any other lighting equipment. The only way is to turn on the kitchen light, or at the very least, turn on the gas and ignite something, just to get out of the darkness for now.

I walked to the kitchen doorway, and as I was about to fumble for the light switch, I suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some light coming from outside.

The light source should be the living room, but why is it green and flickering?

I found the light switch, pressed it twice, but nothing happened.

Seeing the blurry light and shadows outside, I felt strange and temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​lighting the gas. I tiptoed out.

I hadn't walked more than a few steps when I saw an extremely bizarre scene through the gap in the cabinet that served as a partition.

An eight-immortal table has appeared against the wall in the living room at some point.

On the table were two bronze candlesticks and an incense burner.

The incense in the burner emitted wisps of bluish smoke. The candle burned, but the light it emitted was a ghastly green!

How can a candle emit green light?
At first glance, it looks like an altar.

However, there was no memorial tablet or photo on the table; instead, a vase was placed behind the incense burner.

The vase was about a foot tall. Because of the distance, it was impossible to tell what material it was made of, but it appeared very slender with elegant lines, giving it the feel of an ancient lady. However, under the green candlelight, the vase's color looked somewhat strange.

Yan Fengwei was still in the basement, and the only one who could be setting up the table and lighting candles was Meng Zhen.

Why did she do that when I asked her to get the chopsticks?
The most important question is—where is she? Just as I was filled with doubt and uncertainty, I suddenly heard a slow footstep.

Following the sound, they saw a man and a woman emerge from the darkness.

Both of them were dressed strangely, not in the attire of modern people, but as if they had stepped out of a movie set in the Republican era.

The two walked to the offering table, the man picked up a candlestick, and the woman hugged the vase to her arms.

By candlelight, I saw the man's profile, and my heart was filled with extreme doubt.

This person is actually Yan Fengwei!

Wasn't he in the basement? When did he come up?

I couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but judging from her back, it should be Meng Zhen.

What exactly are these two up to?
A somewhat terrifying thought suddenly popped into my head—could these two be wicked people, conspiring to set a trap for me?

Yan Fengwei may not actually have sleepwalking disorder, and there may be other hidden passages in the basement, which is why he was able to return to the living room without me noticing.

But if that's the case, what are they after?
Just because I lied on the phone this morning?

Yan Fengwei whispered something to the woman, and then the two of them held hands and walked towards the stairs.

I had no time to think anymore; I just wanted to figure out what was going on. So when the two of them reached the corner of the stairs, I immediately followed them.

I hid in the corner and saw that the two people went up to the second floor but did not continue to go up. Instead, they walked along the corridor in one direction.

When I caught up with them, I saw the two of them enter a room.

Previously, Yan Fengwei and Meng Zhen had shown me around the whole house and I knew that this room on the second floor was the couple's bedroom.

Eager to see what was going on, I tiptoed quickly to the door as soon as the two entered the room.

I admit, I'm not cut out to be a thief, much less a private investigator.

I was too impatient, so much so that I bumped into someone inside as soon as I got to the door!
Yan Fengwei turned around, seemingly intending to close the door.

Although I'm already very familiar with his face, seeing his strange attire and the smile on his face still makes me shudder involuntarily.

Strangely, there was no barrier between us, yet he seemed not to see me at all, his expression remaining unchanged.

Thinking about what happened in the basement, I couldn't help but suspect that Yan Fengwei and the woman in front of me were not real people at all, but ghosts hiding in this house!

My speculation did not deter me.

I came here to find out what's so strange about this house.

Since Yan Fengwei can't see me...

In a flash, I took a step forward and stepped inside.

At that moment, I suddenly noticed a detail and was momentarily stunned.

I saw this bedroom during the day, and I must reiterate that Yan Fengwei and his wife are truly nouveau riche; their taste is absolutely beneath them.

The bedroom is a combination of two rooms, covering more than fifty square meters. The furniture is mostly European style, but it is in the middle, separated into two activity spaces by a Chinese screen.

Upon entering, a very conspicuous electronic clock hangs on the wall directly opposite the screen.

I was stunned because I saw this digital clock.

The time displayed above was 19:15 PM.

The date displayed was November 16th!
But I remember it clearly, today is the 13th!

(End of this chapter)