A face oozing white light flickered in front of me, and I felt cold sweat in my palms, and my back seemed to be filled with a cool breeze. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Is this guy a human or a ghost? I stared at it with a star.

Suddenly, its mouth moved: "Little master, are you awake?" ”

Oh my mother, scared the baby to death, and I reached out and snatched the candlestick from the man's hand.

"Why do you lift your chin and lower your chin?" The man was stunned for a long time when I said this.

"I'm sorry little master, let the little master be frightened."

It was only when I held the candlestick that I saw the environment I was in, which turned out to be a quaint and chic bedroom. Light up the lights in the room, and the view will be widened.

Huanghuali's small tables and chairs, the ancient bed of red sandalwood with gauze curtains, blue porcelain vases and celebrity calligraphy and paintings are all available. I looked around and felt like I had traveled back in time, as if I was there.

On second thought, yes! I just traveled to ancient times, and I came for Zhang Meng!

Hey~~ How else to say that drinking delays things? It's easy to forget a lot of important things when you get dizzy. Looking down at my monk's robes, my sanity was finally back on the right track.

"Who are you?" I looked at the man who called me Little Master, who looked to be in his forties, of medium height, with a somewhat pale complexion, especially a pair of black eye sockets that looked like he had worn eye shadow. No wonder I was scared when I saw him just now, and it was scary to look at when there was light.

"Little master didn't know, you were knocked down by someone on the side of the road, and I saw that you were unconscious, so I took you to my house to rest. I am Yan Baisong, the owner of this mansion, and you can also call me Yan Yuanwai. ”

I nodded knowingly, it seems that I really met a nobleman, otherwise it would be dangerous to sleep on the street, and I would be trampled by a horse.

As we were talking, there was another commotion outside the house, as if there were a lot of people running and shouting.

I pointed out curiously.

Yan Yuanwai dragged his steps to the wooden chair and sat down, and beat his legs sadly: "Don't hide it from the little master, Yan has only one daughter under his knees, eighteen years old, and went to the temple fair to worship a few months ago, who knew that after coming back, he had a strange illness and went crazy every night." In fact, Yan didn't believe in exorcism and ghost hunting, but the illness that happened to the little girl made me unable to treat it. Saying that, Yan Yuanwai actually knelt in front of me.

He startled me by kneeling, and he knelt down as soon as his legs and stomach weakened.

"Oops! Don't do that, hurry up, let's stand up and say. ”

I'm only 24 and let a man in his 40s kneel and beg me, then how can I stand it. But this strict officer is also quite interesting, is he sure he wants to find a nun to exorcise evil spirits for his daughter? I always feel that this kind of thing should be done by the old way, monks and nuns or something, and it seems that they are more good at transcendence.

Helping Yan Yuanwai up from the ground, I put my hands together and muttered: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha ~~ Good and good, if you don't want to find a Taoist priest, I want to help you but I can't do it." ”

Yan Baisong shook his head: "The little master doesn't know, in recent months, I have walked through all the nearby Taoist temples, and countless Taoist masters have been invited, but no one can solve the symptoms of the little girl, only the master of the Baiyun Temple said that the little girl was eroded by monsters, and she would die if she didn't survive half a year..."

The outsider wiped a handful of tears as he spoke, and seeing him like this for his daughter, my heart was also uncomfortable.

"What the hell, stop crying just yet, take me over and have a look."

I think I'll go and see what his daughter's symptoms are, and then I'll go back and study what kind of epilepsy or mental illness is, and maybe I can find a home remedy when I go back to study it.

Hearing me say this, Yan Yuanwai wiped away his tears, his eyes were full of hope, and in his eyes, even if there was a glimmer of life, it would become motivation.

Walking out of the wing room behind him, passing a garden arranged with a turquoise rockery, even at night you can still see the beautiful scenery. Passing through the long pavilion in the garden, there is a crescent arch not far away.

Yan Baisong stopped and pointed over there: "This is the boudoir of the little girl Rongjuan." ”

The two-story small single-story building, the top of the octagonal wind chimes, the fragrance of pink delicacy.

As soon as I entered a reverie, the silence of the night was broken by the sound of crackling in the small building.

"Ah~~Hahaha~~" A woman's weird laughter frightened me, it was a stiff laugh that penetrated into the bottom of my heart, and I heard a voice that could only be heard in a mental hospital.

"She... she, she can't bite, right?" I timidly asked Yan Yuanwai.

"Little master, don't get too close to cast spells, the flesh on the arm of the Dao Leader last time hasn't grown yet." His expression was serious, not at all joking, and I began to regret that I had taken on the chore.

Don't say anything else, the key is that I really don't understand, can I recite Amitabha Buddha well?

After dusting off the monk's robe and straightening the nun hat on my head, I walked to the top of the small building.

Suddenly, several maid-like girls ran down from the stairs, crying flowers with extremely terrifying faces, and a hand covering blood.

I didn't know if my fingers were still there, so I frowned nervously at their backs as they left in a hurry.

I swallowed the saliva secreted by nervousness, and my feet slipped and I almost fell down the stairs. Glancing back at Yan Wai outside the small door in the courtyard, he was still looking at me expectantly.

I cursed in my heart: Dumo Yiyu, those two guys didn't know to look for me when they saw that I was lost, so I was dragged by someone to exorcise evil spirits.

"Nine Sons... Nine Sons... Are you here?" A shy girl in the boudoir asked very gently.

Nine Sons? I always felt like I had heard it somewhere.

No matter how much, answer first and say, "Ah! It's me! I'm coming. ”

The girl's voice seemed to be even more obsessive: "Xiao Rong is waiting for you so hard, come in quickly~~"

When I opened the door, I was greeted by a pungent aroma, which seemed to be a floral scent or a strange fragrance, which was very special, and I was afraid that it was the first time in my life that I smelled this smell.

The boudoir was in chaos, there was almost no place to put your feet, the tables and chairs were all falling down at will, the fragments of blue and white porcelain vases were scattered all over the ground, and the blood stains were mixed with the clear water from nowhere.

In the distance sat a person on the bed, and I could only see her calves and bare feet, her upper body completely blocked by the long curtains.

Thankfully, there are still a few candles in the house, otherwise I wouldn't have even entered.

"Click!" One accidentally broke another piece of porcelain.

It hurts! -- The sole of this black cloth shoe is too thin, and it penetrates and pierces the center of my foot.

Holding back the tears in my eyes, I continued to walk carefully inside.

"Nine Princes~~Come to me~~"

I could vaguely see the girl in the curtain waving to me, and I could only grit my teeth and slowly approach her.