Chapter 441: The Scripture Building in Wara Province

82_82884However, later, the Bayala people invited Wu Gongyao to mediate, and when Wu Gongyao came to Fuzhong, he fell in love with this pot of treasure at first sight. He asked if the flower bloomed in all seasons and never withered?

Wu Gongyao told him, this flower is not an ordinary mandala in the Western Regions, according to our Central Plains people, this flower was originally a flower king that grew in the place where the yin qi is strong, maybe it grew on the corpse pit and inhaled the corpse gas underground, you smell it on the surface The smell is elegant, but this fragrance is permeated with a boundless yin qi, inhaled into the body for a long time is easy to damage the yang longevity, this thing must not stay!

If you want to say that this flower is a good thing to pay tribute to in the Western Regions, the Empress Dowager Cixi likes these precious exotic flowers and plants, how can she casually give them to the people of Bayala who are flattened with blue flags?

But this thing is indeed a treasure, a rare treasure, to say that the Bayala people are reluctant to throw it away, besides, at that time, the Empress Dowager Cixi was actually the empress, who would dare to throw away the treasure rewarded by the emperor? That is a great disrespectful crime, and it is to destroy the nine clans.

Wu Gongyao gave him a photo, saying that this mandala flower is full of yin energy, so you can get a sandalwood box to lock it, and after a few years, its yin energy will be sucked dry by the sandalwood and it will naturally wither and wither.

Bayala knew that the flower was a bad thing, so he didn't take it with him when he left, but locked it in the scripture building in the back garden of his home, the small building, upstairs was where Professor Bayala's grandfather used to live, and the bookshelf in the opposite room was full of Mahayana Buddhism, hoping to use this to shake the yin energy of the mandala.

"I said, old man, your family is too big, although it can't be compared with the Forbidden City, but it is definitely several laps bigger than the Puppet Manchurian Palace, and I want to have lunch if I go down again." ”

"You think I want to? I wasn't born in Wara Province when I was a child, and I can only find it slowly by relying on my father's description. This pot of flowers can't be kept, and when my father died, he told me to have a chance to destroy it, because Yao Gong said that if the sandalwood box can't trap it in ten years, it means that it is really going to be a disaster. ”

"Oh, I just understood, you're using me, let me clean up this mess for you, right?"

"Huh...... Stinky boy, I don't trust who you can trust in this kind of thing?, however, I only hope that Miss Rainbow Butterfly will not come to the back house, that flower ......" He stopped talking, because there was already a barren garden in front of him, this garden was very large, and it was full of vegetation that had become extinct in the middle of the century, some of which he could not even name, and in the depths of the garden stood an antique two-story building. That should be the Scripture Building.

"Well, the architectural layout is good, it came from the hands of the royal craftsmen of the previous dynasty, right? It's a bit of a waste to make a scripture building, this should be the best area for your Vala Province Feng Shui, and it would be better if you dig a dragon pool in the garden. Wushuang said.

"You kid don't play these things in front of me, that mandala should be on the second floor of the scripture building, let's go! Professor Bayara said.

Wushuang's nose is very pointed, and when he approaches the back garden, he starts to sniff non-stop, and his expression is extremely funny, like a dog smelling wherever he goes, desperately looking for the bones it loves to eat.

"It shouldn't be necessary, I've been in contact with the mandala flower, there is no fragrance of it in your back garden at all, and there doesn't seem to be any yin qi, forget it, my grandfather is not a god, this time he may be wrong." Wushuang didn't have the heart to accompany Bayara to go around in circles here, in fact, what he was thinking about now in his heart was Lan Caidie, but he didn't say it. This is the first time that Lan Caidie has said goodbye without saying goodbye, Caidie is a cautious girl, and if there is an emergency, she will definitely leave a letter.

"Wait......" Wushuang shook his olfactory nose, and he smelled a familiar smell in the air, which was the fragrance of the girl who had lingered on Caidie's body. Since the last incident, Caidie has rarely used incense stealing, and the smell on her body is absolutely natural, without rubbing any rouge gouache.

"It's Rainbow Butterfly! Rainbow Butterfly has been here!"

"Ahh

"Professor, don't worry, the air in this room is a bit heavy! Why didn't you open the window before leaving? What old things don't make up for a room that hasn't seen any sunlight for more than 90 years?"

Without saying a word, Wushuang first opened all the windows on the first floor to let the morning light shine into the gloomy old house, and then lit nine candles in the house, each in a circle. Then he cut his middle finger with a dagger and sprinkled his pure yang finger blood on the threshold of the Tibetan Scripture Building.

"At least 50cc, I'll tell you, my blood is charged at 100 yuan per cc! Remember to go back and pay back!" Wushuang searched the first floor, but still didn't see the shadow of the blue butterfly. Finally, behind the screen, a small line of footprints of a blue butterfly was found on the steps leading to the second floor.

"Professor, wait for me here!" Wushuang told him, he has experience in this kind of thing, the old man is too old, and the yang energy in his body is lacking, so it is better to participate less.

Wushuang likes to be upright wherever he goes, and he doesn't like to hide it, according to his words: "Lao Tzu is here when he comes, you have the ability to kill me!

Whew...... A few steps rushed up the creaking stairs. Upstairs, it was dark and there was no light. There was a pungent smell of decay everywhere.

"Caidie, Caidie, are you here, can you reply to me?" shouted Wushuang.

But there are only two rooms on the second floor, and the area is much smaller than the first floor, and there is no sound of blue butterflies at all. The entire second floor was dead silent, without a trace of fire, as if no one had ever come. However, Wushuang still caught the residual fragrance of the blue butterfly in the decaying aura.

Click...... A crisp zippo sounded, Wushuang lit a cigarette, and by the light of the fire, the bedroom on the west side was empty, but there was a small wooden box on the table in the west room, and the box was beautifully carved, which should be the sandalwood box that Professor Bayara said. And the lid has been opened, and there is still a metal thimble on the table that has been cut open by the colored butterfly.

There is only one exit from the room is this staircase, and there are five windows in the two rooms, including the corridor, but the windows are all closed, and if Rainbow has been here, she must not have left yet