There's something wrong with the general.

Halfway through the journey, he stopped again.

He turned and went to the spice shop run by Sister Leng Yu.

When you are away from home, you will inevitably have to avoid enemies.

It would be great if Sister Leng Yu could teach him some disguise techniques.

Wen Yuxi went straight up to the second floor just like last time.

I knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time.

But the door was not locked, so where could she have gone?

Because I feared for her life.

After waiting for a while, no one responded.

Wen Yuxi pushed the door open and walked in.

There was nothing in the room except some furniture and other things.

There was a layer of dust on the table and benches.

It looked like no one had lived there for some time.

Wen Yuxi was stunned, and suddenly remembered that some time ago, Sister Leng Yu told him that she was going to get married.

Could it be that she married that man and left?

But now that she's gone, the shop won't open anymore?

She values ​​the rouge shop left by her father so much, how could she leave easily?

Wen Yuxi went downstairs and asked about the jewelry in the room next to this one.

The boss said that he had moved out four or five days ago and the shop had been sold.

The more Wen Yuxi thought about it, the more strange it seemed.

I plan to come back and ask Butler Wang to keep an eye on this matter, and then send a few smart servants to investigate.

The sky is high and the weather is fresh in autumn.

But at noon, the sun was still a bit dazzling.

White clouds are flying high, the sky is blue, and the breeze is blowing on your face, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort.

Standing on the second floor of the rouge shop and looking out.

The streets are lined with shops and there is a constant stream of pedestrians. At a glance, it seems as if there is no end in sight.

Suddenly, the door slammed shut, and the sound of the impact made my head dizzy.

Wen Yuxi then closed the slightly shaking window.

The belt was a little messy due to the wind, and he smoothed it out quietly.

There are so many thoughts in my mind, but I don’t know where to start sorting them out.

"Forget it, let's go back first."

Turn around and go downstairs.

"Sir, wait a minute. You are a friend of Shopkeeper Leng. This is something she forgot to bring. She found it when she was cleaning the room a few days ago."

It is an ordinary pearl hairpin.

Wen Yuxi had never seen Sister Leng Yu wear it.

He nodded to the man, took it solemnly, and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

But the man stared at him closely, his face seemed to be recalling something.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized: "I remember, didn't you come here a few days ago?"

Wen Yuxi nodded slightly and asked doubtfully, "Did the shopkeeper remember anything?"

The man's face lit up with joy, his eyes full of gossip. "Yes, that day, right after you left, Shopkeeper Leng left with another man. At the time, I thought you were Shopkeeper Leng's... hehe, a friend."

Wen Yuxi was slightly stunned.

Did she leave that day?

"Shopkeeper, do you know what that man looks like? Is he tall, short, fat, or thin?"

The man's eyes narrowed into a line, and he stroked his half-foot-long beard with his bony hands. A meaningful smile appeared on his face. "That man is about the same height as you, a pale-faced scholar, very refined. He seemed very protective of Shopkeeper Leng in his words, and he didn't seem like a bad guy."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked Wen Yuxi up and down, as if comparing him with that man.

Tsk, you really don’t mind making trouble.

If I were really Sister Leng’s “lover”, I would have to make a big fuss after hearing this.

Could this be what he wanted to see?

Unfortunately, I am not.

Wen Yuxi bowed calmly and thanked him, "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, father-in-law. If you have any news about Sister Leng, please let me know at the Five Lakes and Four Seas Inn. Thank you very much!"

"Ah, so you are Shopkeeper Leng's younger brother."

The man's face stiffened for a moment, then he smiled faintly: "Okay, if Manager Leng comes back, I will definitely let you know."

Wen Yuxi thanked him again, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

Sister Leng Yu’s rouge shop was not far from the inn he opened.

Wen Yuxi arrived not long after walking.

He went straight up to the second floor without saying hello to anyone.

I remember that the last time there was a haunting, Butler Wang’s room was changed.

Wen Yuxi knocked on the door of his new room.

"Who?" A vigilant voice came from inside the door.

Wen Yuxi cleared his throat and said, "It's me, Butler Wang."

Soon, Wang Fugui opened the door.

But when he saw him, Wen Yuxi was shocked.

"Butler Wang, you...are you losing weight?"

It's only been a few days, and Butler Wang has lost half a person's weight since the last time I saw him.

His face looked haggard and his eyes were a little cloudy, as if covered by a layer of haze.

He stood in front of the door, looking quite depressed and exhausted.

Wen Yuxi's brows jumped, and a trace of pity appeared on his face.

Is it because I assigned him too much work that he is already so tired?

When Wang Fugui saw Wen Yuxi at the door, his eyes suddenly lit up.

People are also much more energetic.

He welcomed Wen Yuxi into the house with a beaming smile: "My Lord, you are finally here. I should have seen the letter I brought to the mansion for you."

The tone sounded somewhat relieved, and Wen Yuxi was even more confused.

He sat down with Butler Wang and saw how much he cared about the family. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt.

Wen Yuxi scratched his head guiltily, and finally replied awkwardly, "I just got back and haven't had time to read the letter you left."

Shopkeeper Wang moved the bench a little closer to him.

The close distance made Wen Yuxi feel uncomfortable, and she didn't quite understand his intention.

After losing weight, he became much more agile, but it was as if a goblin had sucked out his blood.

The whole person looks sick.

Wen Yuxi looked inside the house and saw that all the windows were closed.

The table was also against the window, fitting perfectly.

Several yellow paper talismans were pasted all over the room.

Is this haunted?

He leaned closer to Wen Yuxi with a mysterious look on his face. While speaking, he looked around as if afraid that something was eavesdropping.

The breeze blew through the crack in the door and gently hit the doors and windows.

The yellow paper talismans in the room rustled, as if an invisible finger was gently fiddling with them.

There was an unusual smell in the air.

All the doors and windows were closed and the lights were on in the house.

The dancing lights cast distorted shadows on the walls in the dim corners.

It seemed like something was watching from the dark.

A cold wind suddenly blew by, causing the paper talisman to flutter even more violently, making a rustling sound that sounded like a whisper or a howl.

Wen Yuxi was so shocked by the scene that his scalp tingled and his heart was filled with fear.

He calmly moved the bench back a few inches, trying to sit further away from Butler Wang.

But he got a little closer.

Wen Yuxi plucked up his courage and said loudly, "Butler Wang, there's no need to be like this. I can hear you. Just tell me what you mean."

Upon hearing this, Butler Wang's eyes widened slightly, revealing a look of fear. He quickly raised a finger to his lips, making a "hush" gesture.

How scary is this?

Wen Yuxi was speechless at this time.

But she had no choice but to do as he wished, and whispered back, "Just what you say, I'm listening."

So, Steward Wang lowered his voice and said nervously, "My Lord, there's a ghost here. I asked a Taoist priest to make some paper talismans to suppress it. Please don't disturb it. I have already invited a Taoist priest to come and exorcise the ghost. He will be here in a few days."

Wen Yuxi frowned: "But what about the ghost story that girl mentioned last time?"

Butler Wang was in great pain and hurriedly said, "That's right. That day, when the girl said it was haunted, I locked the door. I checked for several days but found nothing. But recently, it's really just as the girl said. I often hear footsteps in the room in the middle of the night. It wakes up all the guests. So I sealed off the upstairs and didn't let any guests in. Fortunately, the news was sealed in time, otherwise it would have affected the business of the store."

He seemed to be recalling what happened that day, his slightly cloudy eyes looked a little blurry.

"Then why don't you live downstairs? Why are you still staying upstairs?"

Wen Yuxi treated him like a family member, so naturally he didn't want Butler Wang to put himself in danger.

"I'm afraid the ghost will go downstairs and harm people, so I'll stay upstairs..."

"You! This place is haunted, we'll just close it down."

Wen Yuxi cursed with both heartache and anger.

Butler Wang turned his head and stared at him.

There is a frightening amount of white in the eyes, and there seems to be an endless abyss in the eyes, revealing a strange light.

Wen Yuxi's heart skipped a beat and he was about to continue speaking.

At this moment, Butler Wang suddenly grinned: "That ghost seems to want someone to accompany it. Isn't it just right for me to stay?"

Wen Yuxi swallowed and tried to retreat, but his body was out of control, as if it was firmly fixed in place by some force.

His eyes were getting closer and closer to him, and the whites of his eyes seemed to be growing bigger, as if they wanted to swallow up everything in front of him.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the white of his eye, revealing darkness.

Wen Yuxi stood up suddenly and chopped his neck with his hand as if it were a knife.

Butler Wang's head tilted and he fainted.

Wen Yuxi put him on the couch in the room, and then carefully checked the layout of the room.

The more I look, the more something seems wrong.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He has also read a lot of books on the cultivation world these days, and has also dabbled in some of the formations, talismans and the like.

Although the house is filled with paper talismans, these talisman papers...

Wen Yuxi tore off a piece of talisman paper stuck on the window and looked at it in his hand.

He stroked the edge of the talisman paper, feeling the texture and the bumps of the runes.

This talisman paper was recently drawn on ordinary yellow paper used for funerals, and the ink of the rune still looks fresh.

There is no spiritual power flowing above.

Wen Yuxi recalled the memory of drawing talismans in the book in his mind, closed his eyes, and traced them in the void.

If you make a slight mistake in drawing the beginning, development, turning point, etc., it will produce a different effect.

Suddenly, Wen Yuxi opened his eyes abruptly.

wrong.

There is something wrong with this talisman paper.

Wen Yuxi's eyes shone brightly, as if he could see through all illusions and look directly at the secret behind this sinister and treacherous thing.

This is not a talisman to drive away evil spirits, but a talisman to attract spirits.

It is said to be a spirit-attracting talisman, but in fact it is a talisman paper that summons evil spirits or ghosts.

Wen Yuxi looked solemnly at the room full of talisman papers.

It dawned on me.

No wonder Butler Wang became so thin in just a few days.

With this spirit-summoning talisman, he could not find peace every day and even became a little mentally ill.

However, what puzzled him was

Butler Wang is just the innkeeper, why did he cause such a disaster?

Who wants to harm him?

Is the person behind the scenes targeting him or the Marquis' Mansion?

This talisman paper is obviously not something that can be drawn by a charlatan. Who gave this talisman paper to Butler Wang?

Who is the Taoist priest he mentioned who will come to exorcise ghosts?

Wen Yuxi was a little confused.

The road ahead seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

But even so, he must fight his way out and unravel this mystery.

Wen Yuxi took two slow steps, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his eyes firm and deep.