Chapter Twenty-Seven: People Engage in Ghosts
Lian Youyou looked at Fu Mingsu, and there was a little more contempt in her smile: "The person who let you see the truth of this painting, but didn't tell you, you may be entangled in the blood in this painting." The breath I just took was to blow away the blood in your body, otherwise, you will have a bloody disaster in three days, and your life will be in danger. ”
Fu Mingsu was completely sluggish in Lianyou's words, and the sentence of blood and light disaster, his life was worried and made him cold from head to toe.
And Fu Mingrui and Yi Jixuan, who thought that Lian Youyou was teasing Fu Mingsu at first, were also greatly surprised.
Although Yi Jixuan, who was a friend of the Heavenly Master, did not fully understand Lian Youyou's words, he also understood seven points. knew that Fang Cailian's actions were to save Fu Mingsu. But he still fell into a great surprise, usually to go to the evil spirit, Zhang Tianshi has to go to great lengths, and this lotus is long, but it is only a breath and then blown away?
Fu Mingrui, after being surprised for a moment, quickly accepted Lian Youyou's words, and already understood in his heart that the painting was indeed an evil thing, and it was really right to hand it over to Lian Youyou. However, what does Lian Youyou's sentence that his eldest brother mean when he sees the real painting?
Lian Youyou hooked her lips and winked at Mingsu: "You owe me a personal favor again, remember." "After all, Lian Youyou painted and left, and his chic posture showed that these men who misunderstood Lian Youyou were filthy and vulgar in their hearts.
The fat Buddha saluted everyone: "Amitabha." He smiled and followed behind Lianyou.
Leaving Black Flame alone on the roof, he continued to stare coldly at the three men below who had different expressions because of Lianyou.
The fat Buddha followed behind Lian Youyou and walked in the bamboo forest road where Fu Mingrui and they came before: "Great God Lian, Fu Mingsu is a mortal, how can he see the things in this painting?"
Lian Youyou looked at the painting scroll in his hand, raised his eyebrows, lifted it, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and immediately, a bright fragrance floated out of the painting scroll, with the smell of the return of the old man.
A smile floated from the corners of Lianyouyou's mouth, and there was no worry on his face, but a leisurely smile: "The old friend came back and set us a problem, and if you don't solve it, you won't give him face." Lian Youyou turned the scroll in his hand again, holding his hand behind his back, humming a little song softly.
The bamboo leaves on both sides are "rustling", as if there is a trap in front of them, and the lotus is fearless, and he has to go on an adventure, not in vain.
On the pavilion, the three men looked at the back of the lotus from afar, and Yi Jixuan couldn't help but admire: "These nine doors, I really believe that there is a way." Another day, I will invite the Heavenly Master to meet the people of these nine gates. ”
"Miss Lian's ability, you can't imagine it......" Fu Mingrui sighed softly, and the gloom in her heart dissipated slightly.
Fu Mingrui looked at Fu Mingrui for a while, and his eyes showed deep worry: "Yes...... Miss Lian's ability, we ...... I can't imagine ...... "I can't imagine, she's a demon, and her demon magic is naturally powerful!"
When Lianyou's dashing figure disappeared into the bamboo forest, Fu Mingrui immediately looked at Yi Jixuan: "Take me to the maple forest to see." ”
"Okay!" Yi Jixuan also wanted to know the secret hidden in this house and find out the "ghost" who was making trouble.
In the autumn sun, the maple forest is even more enchanting.
The maple forest is red and in full swing. It was like a red glow falling above Fu Mingrui.
There is also a pavilion stone table in the forest, and the stone table in the pavilion is embedded with graphite, and the water can be directly painted. The bumps are also obviously used by the pen holder. The stone case is smooth and cool, and the ink can be faintly seen burning into the stone case.
Presumably, this Huang Ye must be painting in this pavilion, which is really elegant.
"This Huang Ye, this is a well-deserved gentleman. Fu Mingsu stood in the pavilion and admired the elegant layout of this garden, but in the depths of the maple forest, the rockery stone table was a good place to play.
The autumn breeze blows, the red maple falls, and there is a romantic scene.
Fu Mingsu couldn't help but sit in the pavilion with his robe lifted, quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery of the wind blowing and the leaves falling.
Outside the pavilion, Fu Mingrui carefully looked at every maple tree. Although Yi Jixuan pointed out the position to him from the height of the pavilion, Fu Mingrui's elite eyes and careful analysis had already estimated the location in his mind, and directly found the beginning of the incident and began to check the maple trees here.
Soon, he saw signs of broken branches in a maple tree. This is an old mansion, before Yi Jixuan bought it, it was uninhabited, and the broken branches of this maple tree were bright in color and still wet, so it should have been broken not long ago. Immediately, he saw the same signs of breaking on several maple trees, and the broken branches were all young branches, which were relatively delicate.
At the same time, he also found some white silk threads on the branches of a maple tree, and he followed the broken traces, and immediately, a line was drawn in his mind, which completely overlapped with the line that Yi Jixuan said about the flying line of the flickering white shadow, exactly the same.
He continued to walk deeper, and in a rockery, he saw a white trace, and the range of the trace was like the trace left by the burning of paper during the Qingming Festival.
Fu Mingrui leaned down, close to the ground, and sniffed, this time, there was an obvious smell of sulfur.
Fu Mingrui stood up again and looked at the sky, and his mind once again corresponded to the location of the initial flash pointed out by Yi Jixuan from above, it was right here.
Therefore, the smoke rises from this and disperses with the wind, the autumn wind is urgent, and the smoke dissipates quickly, and after people are scared away, the smoke has also dispersed. And then Yi Jixuan went to Jiumen to look for lotus, this time and again, it was enough for this ghost to clean up everything here.
Fu Mingrui already has seven or eight points of certainty in his heart, and now, he wants to find out the real culprit of the ghost.
"What's going on?Mingrui?, what did you find?" Yi Jixuan asked curiously.
Fu Mingrui looked at the ashes under his feet, and raised his face to point to the maple trees not far away: "The whole process is actually very simple, the suspect first made a white ghost, taking advantage of the weakness of you standing where you can't see clearly, to confuse your eyes." Then, he dragged the white ghost figure and ran quickly through here......" Fu Mingrui's fingers slowly swiped along a route, as if he knew everything the other party had run through.
He had hung the rope on the maple tree beforehand, so that after he had run, the ghost had passed over the maple tree, giving the illusion of flying, and as a result, breaking off many of the thinner branches. Finally, the tobacco he lit here creates a ghost fog. Because your attic is ...... upwind," Fu Mingrui pointed to the towering pavilion from the maple forest in the distance, "so you won't smell the smoke he lit." ”
"I see!" Yi Jixuan looked at Fu Mingrui with admiration, "The mystery is solved, Mingrui is worthy of being the smartest person in the capital." ”
Fu Mingrui's thin face was slightly red: "Don't dare to be, the whole thing, I'm afraid that Miss Lian already knows." ”
Yi Jixuan also showed admiration, because he had a narrow vision, thinking that only Zhang Tianshi was the first heavenly master in the world, but he never thought that there were mountains outside this mountain, and there were people outside of people.