Jiajing Spiritual Records

"Master, this is the Yan Mansion, isn't it?" Ning Shun replied with some hesitation.

Ning Huan waved his hands impatiently: "Hurry up, why are there so many nonsense?"

The four servants of the Ning family looked at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the young master's gourd, and finally Ning Shun volunteered to stand up.Ning Huan stood under the wall and shouted at the top of his voice, "What did you see? Is there someone inside?"

"Strange, young master, there is no one in Yan's mansion, Master Yan's family has already moved!" Ning Shun replied doubtfully.

no one?Ning Huan frowned. If his father hadn't told him before, Ning Huan might have turned around and left by now, sending someone to inquire about Master Yan's whereabouts.

"You open the door first." Ning Huan ordered.

"Kang Dang" the door was unlocked from the inside, Ning Huan pushed the door open, and there was no one in the courtyard.There seemed to be a light fragrance in the air, and Ning Huan rubbed his nose uncomfortably. "Where did everyone go?"

There are three main rooms on the upper and lower sides of the Yan Mansion, and four wing rooms on the east and west sides.Ning Huan looked around: "Search separately to see if there are other people in the house. It is impossible for hundreds of people in Yan's house to disappear out of thin air. Even if they move overnight, they will definitely leave traces. "

The four servants brought by Ning Huan went to the main room and the east wing, and Ning Huan walked to the west wing alone.

In the center of the West Garden is a huge old pagoda tree with flourishing branches and leaves, covering the entire courtyard from sunlight.Although the winter snow has melted, the temperature in the garden is still so cold that people shiver.

"Is anyone there?" He pushed open a wing and shouted.

The light in the room is dim, but it can be seen that it is the lady's boudoir.The unfinished female worker was placed on the marble desk, the rouge and gouache on the dressing table were scattered all over the floor, the pillows and brocade were thrown on the ground, and the rose-red veil was torn into pieces. I don’t know what happened here. What.

"Tick tock, tick tock." Is there a sound of water nearby?Ning Huan followed the sound, walked straight through a carved corridor, and walked along the steps paved with bluestone slabs until the end, when a closed red lacquered door appeared in front of him.

"Tick tock, tick tock." The sound of water dripping seemed to come from there.

At this time, it was evening, and the West Garden was even more eerie. "Is anyone there?" Ning Huan knocked lightly on the door, but no one responded, "Squeak!" The door opened a crack, but it wasn't locked.Ning Huan pushed open the door, and a strong and pungent smell of blood came over his face.

Ning Huan covered his nose and took two steps back.When he saw the scene in the room clearly, cold sweat soaked the clothes on his back instantly.

Rows of human heads were hung neatly on the beams of the house, and their ferocious faces were all facing Ning Huan's direction.

"Tick-tock-tick" The blood flowing from the incision is still beating the wooden board below.Ning Huan was pale and stared blankly at the bloody head in front.If he remembered correctly, it should be the head of Yan Ziyan, the master of the Yan family. His seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were closed tightly, and three iron nails as thick as index fingers were driven into the top of the Tianling Cap.

"Are you here?" His closed eyes suddenly opened, and a hoarse voice rang in Ning Huan's ear.Ning Huan staggered in fright, only to hear the head say: "I'm already dead."

The strange scene in front of him made Ning Huan at a loss.For a moment, he didn't know whether to be entangled in the fact that the human head could speak, or whether to think about who slaughtered Uncle Yan's family. "What... what's going on here?" Ning Huan asked with a trembling voice.

"He lied to me." Master Yan's human hair let out a groan, and all the heads hanging on the beams opened their eyes, and the wailing sounded, "I killed one hundred and seven of the Yan family. Mouth people."

"Who? Who killed you?" Ning Huan asked.

The heads behind Master Yan suddenly became agitated, screaming in despair as if being strangled by someone.Master Ning's face changed, showing horror: "It... it is here, you run, run. Everything is in the envelope."

"It's here!"

"Save... save me!"

"Run, run!"

Ning Huan hesitated for a moment, then turned around and rushed into the bushes on the side of the corridor.A black figure sprang out from the carved corridor behind him, and its huge figure smashed through the vermilion lacquer gate at the end.

"Ah-ah-!" The screaming behind him stopped abruptly, Ning Huan held his breath, not daring to catch his breath, he heard a sound like chewing.Ning Huan didn't dare to look back, stood up and ran forward...

"Ning Shun! Ning Xi!"

"Ning Cai! Ning Gui!" Ning Huan returned to the courtyard where he set off, and found that the servants who came when he came were all gone.

"Where did you go?" Ning Huan searched in panic in the east wing and the main house one by one: "Why are you here?" A familiar voice sounded from behind him.

Ning Huan turned around, only to see a slender man in a black flying fish suit standing in front of him, frowning and looking at him, with a plain white paper figurine behind him: "You...you...my lord, help me!"

Su Xian has not yet had time to speak.I saw Ning Huanfei pounced towards him, grabbing his belt and refusing to let go: "There are monsters! Help!"

Su Xian raised his forehead and pushed Ning Huan hard.But he found that those hands were like iron hoops, locked tightly around his waist.In the end, he reluctantly put down his hand, glanced at Yinchuan, and pointed to the gate not far away with his chin.

The white paper figurine let out a sneer, slowly drifted past, and the door opened with a "bang".

Su Xian patted Ning Huan on the face: "Let's go out first, and then you tell me why you are here."

Ning Huan shook his head quickly when he heard this: "I can't go out now, my four servants are still inside."

"You brought the boy here?" Su Xian frowned slightly.

Ning Huan wiped the cold sweat off his brow, nodded and said, "Father sent me to visit Uncle Yan. I knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered. I felt something was wrong, so I climbed over the wall with my boys and came in to have a look."

"Then what did you see so panicked just now?" Suxian asked.

Ning Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his gaze fell to the direction of the west wing, and he replied: "There is a room with a red lacquer door at the end of the west, and the roof is covered with heads of one hundred and seven members of the Yan family."

The expression on Su Xian's face was very serious, and even Yin Chuan immediately stopped laughing. "Take me to have a look." Su Xian said in a deep voice.

Ning Huan hurriedly grabbed Su Xian's sleeve: "Don't go! There is a monster there. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I heard the sound. It seems to have chewed up and swallowed all the heads in that room. .” Thinking of this, Ning Huan looked around uneasily.

"Yinchuan, help him find those four servants. The smell of longan incense is everywhere here, and he must have fainted somewhere." Su Xian turned around and stared at Ning Huan, "You and I go to the West Wing .”

Ning Huan's eyes widened: "Me? You're crazy! There are monsters there, I won't go there!"

Suxian grabbed Ning Huan's collar and dragged it back, snorting, "I just thought it was strange, here is Long Chenxiang everywhere, and the few servants you brought are all fainted, why? Are you all right?" Su Xian ignored Ning Huan's struggle, and brought him to the courtyard of the West Wing, he stopped in his tracks, hugged his chest and said, "If you don't tell the truth, I'll just throw you here. "

"What do you want me to tell the truth? I really don't know anything, so my father asked me to see Uncle Yan." Ning Huan yelled in a low voice, his swarthy eyes rolled around uneasily, and his whole body was stuck On Su Xian.

"Okay, then you can explain clearly why you can stand here well."

"What?" Ning Huan raised his eyes in confusion.

"You really don't know?" Seeing Ning Huan's bewildered expression, Su Xian's tone also had a hint of uncertainty.

"Know what?" Ning Huan looked puzzled.

Seeing that Ning Huan seemed to be ignorant, Su Xian let go of his right hand holding his collar, "Then you don't have the antidote?"

"What antidote?"

Su Xian twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at Ning Huan in front of him speechlessly, and said angrily, "Since you don't know anything, what are you doing here!"

Ning Huan was asked anxiously, and replied, "I'm here to visit relatives, but what are you, a Jin Yiwei, breaking into private houses in broad daylight?"

"Investigate the case."

"Investigate the case?" Ning Huan suddenly thought of the one hundred and seven bloody heads hanging behind the red-painted door, and became cautious for a moment: "What case?"

"Jin Yiwei handles the case, idlers don't care so much." Su Xian pushed Ning Huan who was standing in front of him impatiently, and walked forward.

"Look at you, you're playing bureaucratic again! After all, we have a fateful friendship." Ning Huan chased after Su Xian, chattering endlessly, "Then you can always tell me what Long Chenxiang is?"

"Brother Su? Master Su?"

Su Xian finally stopped, turned around, pointed to an inconspicuous grass in the corner, and said, "Did you see it? This is dragon grass. Its fragrance is the most powerful drug in the world. It is tasteless, and if you inhale it Anyone who falls into a coma, at least wakes up in one day or wakes up in three to five days. Therefore," Su Xian lowered his eyes slightly, his slender and thin eyelashes with curly arcs left a light shadow on the eyelids, his dark face His eyes were bottomless, and he met Ning Huan's gaze, "Why are you still standing here so well?"

Facing Su Xian's questioning, Ning Huan licked his dry lips, but he hadn't smelled the scent of dragon grass at all.However, Ning Huan secretly took a breath, and the cold fragrance from Su Xian's body lingering around him became even clearer.