Chapter 3: The Three Living Treasure Detective Chunhong Mansion
The shopkeeper looked at their shocked appearance, and was a little suspicious of whether they were masters of Taoism, and said: "Chunhong Mansion is indeed a place of fireworks, and it is indeed not uncommon to hear the voices of women, even the voices of men." ”
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"It's just that these women's calls will cost their lives. ”
Our Lady asked, "Did they see anything?" ”
Xiao Er said: "It's hard to say, whether you have seen anything, what you have seen, only the dead can know." ”
Zi Yuan said: "Dead people, are all these women who are called dead?"
Xiao Er responded: "Indeed, sixteen women have died in the Spring Red Mansion these days. ”
Ziyuan said: "No one saw it." It's not a ghost, it's probably human. ”
After listening to Ziyuan's analysis, Marshal Wen pondered for a moment and said, "Are there any strange characteristics on the dead woman?"
Xiao Er was suddenly slightly frightened, and said: "Yes, the dead were originally some young and beautiful women, but when their bodies were found, their faces were destroyed, and their entire bodies were blurred with flesh and blood. It's miserable. ”
Zi Yuan said: "Since their faces have been destroyed, how can we determine their identity?
Xiao Er shook his head and said, "No, the physical characteristics of the girls have been confirmed." ”
Zi Yuan took a sip of wine, very generally enjoyed, and said, "How much hatred it must be to destroy their bodies with such a cruel method." ”
Our Lady of Golden Light said, "Let's go to the Spring Red Mansion." ”
Marshal Wen couldn't hold back his patience for a long time, and before Ziyuan could react, he immediately got up and shouted at Ziyuan: "What are you still sitting on, let's go." ”
"Oh, oh. She was a little stunned by his shouting, so she quickly covered the lid of the wine jug, got up from the bench, shook her sleeves, put down the silver on the table, and hurriedly followed the pace of Marshal Wen.
The shopkeeper just wanted to call them to stop, but their backs were already far away from the inn: "...... Why are these people in such a hurry, I haven't finished talking yet, the dead people are not only young women, but all the Taoist priests who went to capture them have gone and never returned. ”
Before entering the Chunhong Mansion, I saw two enchanting women outside the door, who were soliciting passing merchants, and when they approached the Chunhong Mansion, they had already smelled the bursts of rouge powder smell coming to their noses, and they only heard the sound of warblers and swallows in their ears, and the sound of pushing the cup and changing the lamp.
Look up, the lights and candles are brilliant, take pictures up and down, the singing and dancing in the building are leveled, it is really like a sea of fireworks, it is not lively, it gives people a feeling of being real and illusory.
According to common sense, there can be no one who is not afraid of death. The lives of people in this Chunhong Mansion are so fierce, but since the boss here still dares to open a store, it is okay to open a store, since there are still people who are not afraid of death coming, this scene is really incomprehensible.
Looking at these shameless women in front of them, they threw themselves into the man's arms one by one. Looking at these men who are addicted to wine and indulged in these warblers and swallows, it seems that their souls are separated and they are drowning in love. This scene couldn't help but tremble in Ziyuan's heart, a slight hint of shame appeared in her heart, her face was flushed, she bowed her head slightly, and she habitually raised her hand to touch her earlobe.
Marshal Wen clasped his arms in his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Is there really an accident here? Or are these people dying? Or are we in the wrong place?"
He turned his eyes to Ziyuan, and continued: "By the way, why is your face so red?" ”
Ziyuan still touched his earlobe with his hand, raised his head, fanned it with one hand, and pretended to be calm: "Hehe, it's a little hot, hot ha." ”
"I'm not in the wrong place, there's a lot of sinister air here. "Our Lady of Golden Light can see through the gloomy aura that covers the entire Chunhong Mansion at a glance, and the layers of green gas floating in the air cannot be seen by mortal eyes.
"Oh, where did this come from, why are you still stunned, girls, you haven't come up to serve well. ”
"Yes, Mom. ”
An old mother in red led several women with heavy makeup and a bewitching posture towards Ziyuan.
Ziyuan's eyes widened slightly, the red and black eyes were particularly obvious, she had a bad premonition, and saw that the women instantly rushed to her side, teasing her.
"Childe, you are really handsome, how about our sisters to play with you. ”
Before she could react, their hands and bodies were very honest and attached to her, Ziyuan was surrounded by them and was almost out of breath, her whole face was red, and she wanted to push them away with two hands, but she was afraid that it would be too rude, and the whole person looked very unnatural.
Marshal Wen and the Golden Light Holy Mother only stayed on the sidelines and watched infatuatedly.
Marshal Wen felt a little angry, he was a handsome and vigorous man standing here, since he didn't attract any attention, although Ziyuan's beauty was recognized, but she was now a woman dressed as a man, since the dignified seven-foot man lost to a woman in the appearance of a man, he said to the old mother: "You are the boss here." ”
The old mother held a fan in one hand, fanned it gently, and responded, "Yes." She looked at the Golden Light Virgin and said with a smile: "This prince doesn't know what kind of place this is, and he really has the courage to come with his family." ”
When these girls saw Shion's eyes, they were not afraid, but even more interested. One after another.
"Childe, your eyes are really interesting. ”
"Were you born with it, or did you have a special skill hidden in it? ”
Hearing this delicate warbler's voice, Ziyuan felt a little frightened in her heart, she couldn't stand the smell of the rich rouge gouache, she had choked enough, she pushed these women away again and again, and grabbed the bag with "Demon Removal Guardian" written in front of her with one hand: "Cough, I'm a Taoist priest, cough, I heard that something happened in your building, and my brother and sister came to investigate." ”
Rushed out of the encirclement of the girls, fell to the old mother, and handed the bag in his hand directly to the old mother, this was like a document that could correct her identity.
The girls couldn't help but laugh when they looked at her shy, reckless embarrassment.
Marshal Wen just wanted to respond to his mother's words, but he instantly swallowed in his throat and did not make a sound.
When the old mother heard her words, the smile on her face disappeared instantly.
"Mom, leave them to me. ”
Then, from behind the old mother came the sound of throat clearing, along the sound source, came a woman, she was wearing a green silk skirt, her face was like a hibiscus, her eyebrows were like willows, her eyes were more charming than peach blossoms, her bright red lips were slightly raised, extremely beautiful, compared with all the women here, like a white lotus that came out of the mud and was not stained.
"Mercy, they'll be handed over to you. Don't make too much noise. When the old mother saw her, she seemed to have a hint of respect, and waved her hand to let the girls go down, and she looked extremely displeased, and turned and left.
Before the girls left, they didn't forget to look at the astral garden twice, and the aster shuddered coldly, and hurriedly turned her face away.