Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

When we arrived, there were people surrounding the yard and we couldn't get in.

After seeing an acquaintance, he called out, "Xie Chuan."

Xie Chuan had a serious expression on his face. When he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked over. His expression softened considerably as he walked over. "Master Su, why are you here? Did you notice anything wrong last night?"

Su Chen shook his head: "There's nothing wrong. What's wrong with this yard? What happened?"

"Well, a fellow Taoist...was sucked dry and turned into a mummy."

"It looks like a monster did it, but with the mountain protection formation in place, this shouldn't have happened. I'll go ask Master for the details. Master Su, why don't you come with me?"

"Okay, let's go together."

The two came to the master's hall, where they were discussing something.

Ning Jiuwei saw them coming and stood up to greet them: "Friend Su, Xiaochuan, you are here, please come in and sit down."

"Has the Red Maple Courtyard been dealt with? Are there any clues left at the scene?"

"No clues, but there are some footprints that look like... a woman's. A man's feet can't be that small. There were also signs on the bed where the deceased had sex before her death."

"But the female Taoist friends who came this time are all in the south, and the courtyard in the north is for male Taoist friends. Why are there women? There is a mountain protection formation in place, so why are there monsters able to enter and exit?"

The Great Elder said in a deep voice: "Perhaps the monster possessed a human and had some magic weapon to conceal its aura, so it could sneak into the Xuanqing Sect."

"Master, I didn't notice these things when I was here. Maybe something went wrong on the mountain after I left."

Ning Jiuwei was silent for a moment before nodding, his voice a little hoarse: "After the Great Elder left, one day a disciple told the Elder that someone knocked on the door at night and asked him to open it."

"For two days, nothing happened, so no one took it seriously. But on the third day, the disciple died. His death was horrific, with blood splattered everywhere in the house."

"There were blood marks on his body from sharp claws, and his neck was cut. Since then, disciples have been hearing knocks on the door..."

After listening to this, Xie Chuan pondered for a moment and said, "So the reason they don't allow the door to be opened after midnight is because they're afraid of this thing, right? Then where did the talisman paper on the door come from?"

Ning Jiuwei looked aside and said, "Fourth Elder, please tell me in detail where the talisman paper came from. The talisman paper of the deceased was fine this time, but the person has turned into a mummy."

The fourth boss frowned and said seriously, "Master, I have told you repeatedly not to open the door after midnight. It's no wonder that the man died without listening."

"...Fourth Elder, this sect leader is asking where the exorcism talisman paper came from. Does the library have any records on this?"

"No, it was my ancestor who told me in my dream that ever since we put up the talisman paper, the sect disciples have rarely gotten into trouble. Doesn't that just prove that the talisman paper is effective?"

The atmosphere in the hall fell silent.

Su Chen sat aside and observed without saying anything. If the big fish he wanted to catch didn't catch an accident, he would go find him again tonight...

Ning Jiuwei finished explaining everything and said, "The exchange meeting is about to begin. Everyone, please follow me. As for other matters, we will arrange for patrols tonight."

"Wait until the exchange meeting is over to find out what's causing all this trouble, and that knot... I'll go check it out then."

Everyone looked at each other and asked each other riddles. Su Chen didn't understand, so he sat there calmly without saying a word.

It seems that the Xuanqing Sect has many secrets.

The group went to the big square in a mighty procession. There were many people sitting in the audience seats. There were people fighting on the ring, and the two sides were fighting fiercely.

Xie Chuan sat down with his men and explained in a low voice: "These are people from the Sword Sect. They generally like to communicate with each other through physical contact. Other sects use talismans or formations to communicate."

"Master Su, if your Tianxing Sect wants to become famous, you can give it a try. The final exchange will be based on the ranking of strength. If you become famous, more people will naturally come to you."

"Really? Then let me take a look first. I don't quite understand the rules yet."

Su Chen looked at the stage and saw a figure quickly sitting down next to him. A faint floral scent wafted over. It was the same figure as the one who sat down last night. He turned his head to look over.