"That one I've naturally checked, an ordinary red candle, nothing strange!"

"There is nothing strange about the red candle itself, what is strange is its placement, the body is divided into two or seven on both sides, chaotic and orderly, like some kind of sacrifice." "That one I've naturally checked, an ordinary red candle, nothing strange!"

"There is nothing strange about the red candle itself, what is strange is its placement, the body is divided into two or seven on both sides, chaotic and orderly, like some kind of sacrifice."

"The red candle array, obviously a witch sacrifice, didn't Zhou Yan also say it, set up the altar to clear the sins of the jade lady?"

"Zhou Yan is just a son of an official family, how can he know about the ritual of witch sacrifice, sir。。。。。"

"You don't doubt me, do you?! I am a Mr. Yin and Yang, and I only understand Feng Shui gossip and the five elements of numerology, calculating misfortune and fortune, birth, old age, sickness and death for the living, writing a list of disasters for the dead, choosing a yin house, and a burial date. What kind of witchcraft formation can be placed?! The array was set up by Zhou Yan, you ask Zhou Yan to go! I'm not a witch! ”

"You said that you are just Mr. Yin and Yang, but the dancing god just now is really wonderful! But if... If I'm not mistaken, isn't that the job of the horse fairy? Feng Buqi asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

"Psychic things, ghosts and gods, if you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it! Everyone in the world is superstitious, and thieves are weak-minded.

It's all about finding out the real murderer! Conscience of heaven and earth!!

What's more, isn't it a big god, didn't the son have a plan? How can you still ask knowingly?

When I came in and saw that the deceased was Yu Niang, I knew the reason for the matter, and when I looked at the famous post, it was already clear. By observing the layout of the building in this stack, as well as the flow of the corpse's blood, I found that there was a slight difference in the height of the ground from east to west, and I did this while you were waiting outside the room.

It was a good intention, but it was mistakenly evil! Ruined my name!!!! Qinghe instantly possessed Dou E.

Acting! Can the dignified stick be empty?

"Mr. is sanctimonious, no, the Tao is natural, the sentiment is noble, I believe that he will not practice this kind of witchcraft, and he is just curious, Mr. Don't mind."

"In that case, I don't care about you if I have a lot of people, farewell!"

After saying that, he threw his sleeves and was about to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he hit the scabbard surrounded by candlelight, making a crisp sound.

"What else do you want?" Qing He held the corner of his forehead and turned his head to ask the person behind him

"Rest easy, sir. I just want to ask Mr. for a question. ”

"It's good to say, Xiangjin Xianhui, look at the eight characters three taels, the annual fortune one tael, and look at the family house ten taels." Rich don't make bastards.

Feng Buqi stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers held a gold ingot.

Qing He, who was squinted by this golden light, didn't know when he had already sat down beside Feng Buqi.

"Your friend! But it doesn't hurt to ask!! Life is like a play, because there is a fate to get together, the poor road must be to know everything, and the words are endless! "Yicai is still a noble layman, and his eyes are full of dung.

"Do you know what this is, sir?"

A pale green and yellowish piece of rune paper, thick and coarse, with a string of ancient characters written on it.

"This... It should be someone's birthday. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at him.

"It's mine, I just want to know what the meaning of this rune paper and words is."

"Your birthday?" Qing He took the talisman paper and put it under the lamp to look at it carefully....... His face gradually became solemn..... Suddenly, he got up and stepped back, staring at the soles of his feet for a long time.

A series of strange looks, as if he had seen a ghost, staring at the wind and the lamp, and seeing the candle on the side was hairy.

"Has anyone else seen this but me?" Qinghe asked.

"No, but what's wrong with this rune paper?"

"It's a rune paper made of yarrow."

"Yarrow?"

"Yarrow is the same as the grass, which was used by witches in ancient times. This script is a tortoiseshell script in the Bayu area in ancient times, and it was also used for witch sacrifices. The same ancient source, the same for witchcraft. There's nothing wrong with that. ”

Since people don't want to know, he won't talk about it, the real thing is wrong - it's his birthday:

According to this birthday, the eight characters are calculated, the four pillars are pure one, Tianyuan is one style, and the emperor has been ordered through the ages. The so-called heaven wants to die, and it will make it crazy. This person is extremely noble and fierce. When he committed fire and killing, there was no solution!

Therefore, these eight characters should be a .....

Dead!

But the person in front of him is not abnormal, alive, handsome?

Tricked??

"Dare to ask your friend, has anyone else seen your birthday?"

"Mr. is the first person, he is not a superstitious person, and he never believes in eight-character numerology. It is ridiculous to be born with fate. I just want to know where this rune paper came from and what it was used for. ”

Tell a fortune teller that you don't believe in fate? Hehe? Is it a lack of heart, or is it deliberately embarrassing the other party?

Qinghe has 10,000 sentences in his heart to sell criticism, but he doesn't know whether to talk about it or not......

"Well, hehe, your friend is really not in the world, and I am fortunate to get acquainted. Poor road number Qinghe, known as Yuanfang Jushi, I don't know the name of your friend? ”

Trying to use awkward language to ease the awkward atmosphere is really an awkward conversation.

"The wind is not a device!"

"Wind ......"

In addition to the emperor's surname, Tianzhao has no surname Feng...... At such an age, it can only be ....... I seem to know something I shouldn't know.....

"Your friend! Poor Dao suddenly remembered that the fire at home had not been extinguished, so he said goodbye first! We'll talk about it another day! ”

Qinghe Li didn't have time to do it, so he had to go out. Before he could take two steps, the back of his neck collar was brought back.

"Sir, do you think you can get away with knowing so many of my secrets?"

"Poor Dao doesn't know anything, the prince can rest assured." Qing He smiled heavily, and sighed in his heart that it was not good, something was wrong!

"Don't you know who I am? Why don't you know what it's called?

My husband has been away from home for two hours, and if the fire is not extinguished, he will be homeless at this moment.

This king is virtuous and allows you to walk with him as a minister.

Candlelight! Mr. Settle down to rest and leave early tomorrow morning! ”