[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming felt that since the demon escaped from Beiping, he would never come to Yunnan. Unimpressed, he and his sister drank happily. When he woke up and went to work the next day, Mu Qingming met Zhao Liang in the Biji shop, and when he asked, he learned that Zhao Liang was here because a gold store in the Biji shop was stolen. It was brought out that Mu Qingming was obsessed with the fishy smell in the store, and he didn't know what the smell was, which made him more curious, so he decided to take Mo Han, and the night was like a stolen gold store to find out. 】

The summer morning sun is a little dazzling. In the spring city that passed by the hour, it was already very bright. On the crowded Biji shop, more pedestrians gathered outside the gold store and joined in the fun.

In the midst of the crowd, it was a cool morning, but the air around me was a little stuffy.

Gold shops have to create gold and silver ornaments, so in addition to engraving, filigree, and inlay and forging tools, the shop also stores gold and silver, and where there is a reserve of gold and silver, thieves will naturally be invited. Moreover, China's gold and silver mineral resources are relatively poor, so in the Republic of China, gold and silver were first and foremost symbols of wealth, and they were also a luxury at that time.

However, at that time, the people who could open a gold shop were not only wealthy, but also the shopkeeper who opened the store had a deep background, and they had private friendships with various bigwigs in black and white, so Zhao Liang would personally go out after receiving the report, even if he and the police he brought were sleepy, he did not dare to neglect this theft case. And those who dare to blatantly steal gold shops are either vicious thieves or thugs who don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Zhao Liang pulled Mu Qingming aside, looked left and right a little nervously, and whispered in Mu Qingming's ear: "I lost ten catties of gold." ”。

He is so mysterious, mainly because he doesn't want to leak the news and let outsiders know about it.

But Mu Qingming's attention didn't lose much gold at all, he was more concerned about the faint fishy smell in the store, what was it that came from?

After hearing the words at the moment, he just replied casually: "Then this lost item is really not light." ”。

"Well, the hall chief said that the murderer must be caught within ten days, help me." After Zhao Liang nodded, he pleaded with Mu Qingming.

"I'm not interested in catching thieves, you can catch them yourself. I'd better go to work. Mu Qingming immediately dropped such a sentence, and walked away without looking back.

Zhao Liang was left behind, standing helplessly in place.

There was not a single footprint left in the shop, and there was no sign of broken windows or broken doors, and there was no sign of destruction of the locks of the locks of the locks that had been stored in gold and silver. This thief is really hard to catch.

Thinking about this, Zhao Liang had to sigh helplessly.

Mu Qingming, who left, continued to walk towards Dongsi Street and started a new day's work.

Mu Qingming, who was busy for a day, said goodbye to Shopkeeper Zhang and Zhang Qianqian when the sun was in the west as usual, and went home after work.

When I arrived at home, I saw the corpse baby and the white-haired cunning sent by Mu Qingdan, running all over the yard. The cunning is to spread his legs, and the corpse baby is to crawl on the ground with his hands and feet. One man and one beast were in the courtyard, and they had a lot of fun.

"How do I feel that Qingdan didn't send me a cunning, but sent a pet to this little thing." Mu Qingming, who walked to the well, said such a sentence and began to wash his face and hands every day after returning home.

"The little guy seems to like the cunning very much, and he has to give the cunning food first when he eats." Mo Han, who handed him a towel, watched the corpse baby catch up with the young cunning, and after holding it and touching it, he said slowly: "You can give him a name." ”。

"You mean cunning or corpse baby." Mu Qingming glanced at her as far as her gaze could see, then took the towel handed over and began to wipe his face.

"You have to take a name, otherwise what to call them, hey, hey, who is that?" Mo Han returned.

"Well, I'll think about it another day." Mu Qingming said this, and slowly walked under the newly transplanted elm tree in front of the West House, and made it to the rattan chair in the shade. In the place where Miao Jue and them were buried before, after Miao Jue's bones were taken away by Mu Luo, Mu Qingming recorded in ancient books: "Plant peach and plum in the east, and grow elm and bamboo in the west; Plum dates are planted in the south, and apricots and pears are planted in the north. Here I transplanted an elm tree and a few bamboos.

But in order to avoid the occurrence of disasters under the big tree, he has been asking Miaobi and Miaotian to build this elm tree, so that its height is always only two meters.

"You drink tea first, and the meal will be served in a while." After Mo Han made him a new pot of tea, he headed for the kitchen again. Mu Qingming was left to sit alone on the rattan chair, watching the corpse baby play with the young cunning in the courtyard. But the fishy smell he had smelled in the gold shop in the morning still lingered in his mind.

"Young master, young master." Just when he was stunned with thoughts, Miao Tian stood beside him, and after a few soft calls, he pulled Mu Qingming out of his thoughts.

The evening breeze blew the green umbrella-shaped canopy of the elm tree, and a few smooth, hairless oval leaves swirled around the tree.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Mu Qingming, who slowly came to his senses, turned his head to look at him and asked.

"The next time you meet your monk friend, ask him if there are any ghost owls for sale in the ghost market; If so, let him sell us two. Miao Tian then returned.

"You're going to raise this?" Mu Qingming asked again.

"No, I've been researching the strange book confiscated from the Immortal Dao stronghold recently, and there is an evil art in it, mentioning that the ghost owl is their natural enemy for those who practice this art. I'm thinking that if we're going to fight the Immortal Dao for a long time, then it's also necessary to buy two to be prepared. Miaotian said to Mu Qingming unhurriedly.

"Okay, when you meet the great monk another day, I'll ask you." Mu Qingming bowed slightly, and accepted it.

Miao Tian also bowed slightly, then turned to leave.

This person is like this, when he doesn't talk about business, he is basically silent. Mu Qingming, who has known him since he was a child, is also used to it, and when Miao Tian left, he took a sip of the tea in the pot and continued to think about the fishy smell in the gold shop.

For some reason, he cares so much about what that fishy smell is? Maybe it's because of the yin smell emanating from the gold shop, or maybe it's because the fishy smell shouldn't exist in a shop like the gold shop.

In short, Mu Qingming's curiosity was completely aroused.

"What do you think?" Just when Mu Qingming was thinking about it again, Mo Han, who was quietly standing behind him, suddenly slapped him on the shoulder, and pulled him out of his thoughts again.

"It's not a big deal." Mu Qingming turned around, and before he could elaborate, Mo Han had already handed a piece of meat twisted in his hand to his lips.

"I saw Zhao Liang today, in front of a stolen gold shop." Mu Qingming bit the slices of meat, chewed and swallowed them a few times, and then told the things he noticed in the gold shop today.

"It's summer now, and the gold shop is sitting in the north and facing south again, so there is no change in the cold atmosphere in the house." At the end, Mu Qingming paused again, and then said: "What I can't understand the most is the fishy smell. It doesn't smell like fish, it's not bloody, it's not something that comes from. ”。

When he finished speaking, Mu Qingming had already frowned.

"You mean, you suspect that it's not the people who steal the gold?" After thinking for a while, Mo Han asked slowly.

"yes, so I'd like to check it out at night." Mu Qingming's gaze became deeper, he raised his head slightly, and looked up at the reddish clouds above the patio through the elm branches and leaves......

After nightfall, the wind is stronger on Changworm Mountain. A strong mountain wind whistled by, blowing the strong pines on the mountain to bend over.

On the mountain of long worms, there are many buried people. When the night breeze blows, you can see ghost fires flying under the mountain among the pines.

At the top of the mountain, there is a ruin, which suddenly grows among the grass and trees. It turned out that this ruin was a temple called Hoju Temple. In the Republic of China, Baozhu Temple was no longer inhabited by monks, and it became a dilapidated and dilapidated temple.

At this moment, in front of the ruined main hall of the temple, a bonfire was raised, and a pot-shaped forging furnace for refining gold and silver was erected on it.

Ten pounds of gold, and gradually lay down in the forge.

The evil way sat aside, quietly watching the gold in the forge turn into a little bit of golden water under the roasting of the flames.

At his feet lay a wooden carving of a boy carved out of boxwood, and a mold that was identical to the boy's appearance, but much larger than the boy's.

There was also a bottle of green corpse water and a jar of corpse oil. From time to time, the evil way put his hand into the jar, dug out a piece of corpse oil, and rubbed it evenly on the boxwood carved into the boy's body.

The night breeze flickered and blew loudly, and soft sobs could be faintly heard from the boxwood boy statue. but they only hear their voices and do not see their people; The sobbing echoed on the top of the hill where only the grass and rocks and the ruined courtyard walls were left, echoing the strong wind that blew one after another.

"It doesn't seem to be happy." The chest of the evil way remembered the weak and weak female voice.

In the midst of that cry, the resentment that came out of it drifted away with the wind and went in all directions.

"How can you be happy when you are buried alive by your parents who can't afford to raise it?" The evil path replied slowly, and continued to wipe the body of the boy with corpse oil.

"You humans are cruel; Tiger venom doesn't eat children, but what about you humans? If you can't raise it, you have to give birth, and if you give birth, you bury the child alive because you can't raise it. "On the chest of the evil way, it sounded again. And in her words, there was a little regret, as if she was sorry for the short-lived imp who was detained in a boy statue carved from boxwood.

"Without the cruelty of our humans, we wouldn't have been able to do this." The evil way didn't care, just picked up the boy statue and gently put it into the mold: "Only such a little ghost has the strongest ability to make money, and at the same time, the more ruthless it is, its owner can die in its hands as soon as possible." And you can get that body as soon as possible. ”。

Who will be the owner of this imp? Who will the evil way forsake the little ghost for? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[The Long Worm Mountain of the Lock Dragon Man Small Theater - the source of Kunming's spiritual veins. If Chuncheng is a turtle-shaped, then Changworm Mountain is a long snake, and the combination of the two forms a basalt-like shape. In the past, there were still some trees on the mountain of long worms. But then I don't know what's wrong, maybe there is no electricity and the amount of carbon is larger, and the long worm mountain has become a personality, there is only grass and stone on the mountain, and it is rare to see towering giant trees. However, a few years ago in the provincial museum held in the "Yunnan Vicissitudes of a Hundred Years" film exhibition, Fang Suya photographed the wharf at the foot of the long insect mountain, from the wharf to the shore up the mountain, the mountain is verdant, there are Xuning Nunnery, Tiefeng Nunnery, Yongfeng Temple, Yongquan Temple, these temples are red walls and blue tiles, extraordinarily enchanting and magnificent. Changworm Mountain is reflected in the water of Dianchi Lake, and the picturesque scenery of the rivers and mountains is displayed in front of people by black and white photos. Perhaps, that is the real Long Worm Mountain. 】