Take the ghost to solve the case

Bai Guangyang warmly introduced to Lian Dao, and Lian Dao waved his face impatiently and said, "Mr. Bai, I came to your collection room at a risk, and it would be too dishonest for you to fool me with these rags. .”

"No, no."

The pupil of Bai Guangyang's eyeballs turned straight, and he squinted, "These are appetizers. I have a peerless formation here. I heard that it can summon ghost soldiers. Those who win the ghost soldiers win the world."

"Oh?" Lian Dao became interested, and his face turned from cloudy to clear, "It's as mysterious as you said, take me to have a look."

Bai Guangyang led them around a wall, passed through several layers of curtains, and arrived at the east room of the collection room. The formation diagram hanging in the center was what Dongfang Zhe called the borrowing formation.

Although this picture looks very simple, with a few strokes of a formation of four-pointed stars, but standing in front of the canvas, you can feel the smell of blood rushing towards your face. It is a typical ominous thing, and the Bai family is really courageous !But thinking about the things in their room, it's not surprising.

Bai Guangyang was very proud, "How is it? Do you like it?"

Lian Dao didn't answer his question, but looked at the picture with a serious expression. After a while, he nodded with satisfaction, "That's all, how much is Mr. Bai willing to give me this formation?"

Bai Guangyang was hypocritical and polite at first, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of six, "What do you think of this price? After all, this is a treasure that the white-headed monk personally collected. He never let me touch it before he died. And you also know that this picture is extraordinary, different..."

The more Dongfang Zhe listened, the more he couldn't understand. He couldn't help asking, "Mr. Bai doesn't know what the meaning of this picture is?"

Bai Guangyang, "What's the meaning? This picture is a treasure, and the price I want is not expensive."

It seems that he didn't know that this picture could really summon ghost soldiers.

While they were talking, Yan Xi looked at the red dot on the picture, pointed at the formation picture with his finger, "Is this drop of blood always there?"

"What blood?" Bai Guangyang leaned his head to look, and found a smear of red blood in the middle of the four-star formation. He was stunned for a while and said, "Maybe it has always been there, maybe the person who drew the formation happened to have blood on his fingers , dripped it on, thought it was meaningful and didn't wipe it off, and not everyone said that fingertip blood is the most useful, maybe he kept it on purpose..."

The more he spoke, the more confident he became, and his eyes began to flicker.

Since he moved in, in order to sell these things at a good price, he has come to the collection room to look at them almost every two or three days, especially this painting, which has long been engraved in his heart, and he has never seen it before. This drop of blood.

Bai Guangyang stared at the portrait carefully, and felt that the formation was rotating, forming a vortex. His consciousness wanted to be sucked away by the vortex, he shook his head, and took a few steps back: "Sorry, I may be too tired recently, It's going to be a little dizzy."

Moreover, Bai Guangyang wanted to sell this formation as soon as possible, and said with a very firm attitude, "Mr. Yan is worrying too much, this drop of blood has been there before, it's nothing unusual."

Yan Xi: "Really? I think it seems to be stained later."

"Mr. Yan, this is just an ordinary formation map, why are you holding on to it?"

Bai Guangyang's face was straight cold, and his tone was sharp: "Will you not help my father find the murderer? Our Bai family's food can't be eaten for free."

Yan Xi spoke softly: "I'm sorry, I'm too cautious, and you know, it's better to be more cautious."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Bai Guangyang. The latter regained his composure in an instant, but felt a little regretful for his gaffe.

Yan Xi continued, "Mr. Bai, we have almost finished our visit. You can talk about buying paintings slowly. Let's investigate the clues first."

Bai Guangyang also felt that the idea of ​​selling the formation map just now was too obvious, so he retreated to the side to calm himself down, when he leaned against the wall, he suddenly heard someone calling him: "Lean to the left."

He subconsciously took a step to the left, and in the next second he heard a slight 'rubbing' sound,

He turned his head to look, and found that the hanging bow and arrow fell off and stuck upside down on the ground.

If someone hadn't reminded him, the sharp point of the bow and arrow would have been stuck in his head, and he would have died.

Bai Guangyang stared at the weapon on the ground. Panic gradually spread from his heart to his throat. His throat was blocked and he felt suffocated in an instant. He almost died. Could it be his turn?

Yan Xi touched his pocket, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Bai Guangyang, "It's all right, relax."

After Bai Guangyang ate a piece, he took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the almost overwhelming panic.

Then he looked at the person who reminded him, it was Yan Xi, the young man who thought he was the most incompetent at first, but unexpectedly saved himself.