I heard that the underworld judge has a crush on me

Lin Xiangnan took a picture of the silk scarf and sent it to Xu Zi, asking him to find out which batch the silk scarf belonged to. Soon, there was a message back: "This style is a new autumn style ten years ago. It has now been discontinued.”

Xu Zi is obviously very concerned about the matter of the two of them: "Did something happen to you? Do you need my help?"

"No need." Lin Xiangnan replied, "It's just a little thing."

After the chat, Lin Xiangnan told Chu Yunxian the information he got from Xu Zina, and then put forward his own guess: "I don't think this scarf should belong to her."

Ten years ago, Zhang Xiyin was only in her early teens, and this silk scarf was too mature in terms of color and pattern. Even if Zhang Xiyin's family was well off, she would not just buy such a silk scarf for her.

Since the silk scarf did not belong to Zhang Xiyin, who did it belong to?And why did it appear under Zhang Xiyin's bed in a dilapidated state covered in blood?

Apparently, they didn't find enough clues.Lin Xiangnan discussed with Chu Yunxian for a few words, and quickly searched separately.

This time it was quite rewarding.

Lin Xiangnan found a photo in Zhang Xiyin's drawer, which seemed to be taken from the previous photo frame.In the photo, Zhang Xiyin has an immature face, and an elegant and calm woman stands beside her. They lean their heads together intimately, looking at the camera with happiness in their eyes.

What caught Lin Xiangnan's attention was the silk scarf around the woman's neck - no matter in pattern or color, it was exactly the same as the one they found!

On the back of the photo, a few words were written in a ballpoint pen: In the autumn of [-], I was photographed with my mother in Beishan Park.

"This is her mother." Lin Xiangnan said clearly, "Then it makes sense, this silk scarf belongs to her mother."

As he said that, he frowned again in confusion: "But what about her father? I looked through a lot of photos just now, but I still haven't found anything like a family portrait."

"I didn't find anything about her father either." Chu Yunxian said: "Her parents may not have a good relationship."

"It's possible." Lin Xiangnan nodded in agreement, "Maybe Zhang Xiyin is from a single-parent family."

"And this." Chu Yunxian took out another thing.

It was a writing brush. The tip of the brush was not covered with black ink, but was covered with dark red sticky blood. Due to long-term exposure to the air, the blood had already solidified, and the tip of the brush was dirty and congealed. Wisps, exuding a strong smell of blood.

"It's black dog's blood on it." Chu Yunxian explained to Lin Xiangnan, "This is a very commonly used spell material in the mortal world."

Lin Xiangnan took the brush and sized it up, and couldn't help frowning: "Zhang Xiyin is an ordinary student, how could there be such a thing at home?"

Chu Yunxian squatted on the ground and looked carefully at the things he found earlier. After comparing the two, he seemed to think of something. He suddenly stood up and picked up the silk scarf to observe carefully. As expected, the blood on it was not human blood. Moreover, it has not yet completely solidified, and it seems that it should be stained with the brush at the same time.

If there is only blood on the brush, it can only prove that it has been used to draw something, but the specific effect is difficult to determine.But if there are other things that are also stained with black dog blood, there is only one possibility - this thing needs to be used as a medium.

Thinking about the spell he found at the beginning, Chu Yunxian said in a deep voice, "She wants to draw an array."

"Huh?" Lin Xiangnan didn't understand, so he said, "What is she doing with the formation?"

Chu Yunxian's gaze stayed on the red line, and he quickly screened the formations related to it in his mind, trying to find out the reason why Zhang Xiyin drew the formation; seeing that he was thinking seriously, Lin Xiangnan stopped disturbing him, but casually Pushing open the door of the toilet - in the next second, a strong ghostly aura rushed towards my face!

Lin Xiangnan was caught off guard by the ghostly aura, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

Almost the moment the door opened, Chu Yunxian felt the ghostly aura, as if subconsciously engraved into his soul, he dodged to block Lin Xiangnan.

This action seemed to touch a switch, Lin Xiangnan stared blankly at Chu Yunxian's broad and straight back, and a familiar image flashed in his mind.

It seems that there have been similar scenes before.Lin Xiangnan saw many people with blurred faces and fierce words, as if they wanted to swallow him up.And amidst the overwhelming accusations and abuse, there was always a person standing in front of him, like a lighthouse in the dark night, silent, firm, and shining like a light.

Before fainting, Lin Xiangnan thought: Recently, his body has indeed become weaker, and he has hallucinations.

He smiled wryly - he was a helpless orphan, where would he get protection from?

When he woke up again, Lin Xiangnan found that he had returned home.

Thinking of what happened before he fainted, he staggered against the wall to find Chu Yunxian, ignoring his weak legs and feet, but before he could find him, he was the first to smell the tempting aroma of food.

Chu Yunxian is cooking in the kitchen.

The oily smoke in the kitchen was a bit heavy, and the handsome and tall man was wearing the piggy apron of Lin Xiangnan's family, and was seriously frying the vegetables in the pot in a choking smoke.

Lin Xiangnan craned his neck to take a look, and found his favorite spicy chicken in the pot.

Inexplicably, Chu Yunxian's panicked face before he fainted suddenly appeared in his mind.He remembered very clearly that before hitting the icy ground, a pair of warm arms supported him firmly.

This feeling is a bit indescribable.

Lin Xiangnan used to raise a stray dog ​​named Huanhuan.When Huanhuan first came home, she was thin and small, covered in bruises and covered in fleas.Xu Shi has been wandering outside since he was a child, and Huanhuan is very vigilant. Whenever Lin Xiangnan gets close to it, it will hide under the sofa with its tail between its legs, and sometimes it will bark its teeth at him when it is in a hurry.

It is rare to have company, Lin Xiangnan is very patient with Huanhuan.He bought the best dog food for it, bought all kinds of expensive pet cans and put them in front of it, and told it in a gentle tone he had never had in his life: He will treat it well.

Maybe because he was moved by him, Huanhuan finally ate the canned food he bought, from a careful temptation to a final gobble... Lin Xiangnan still remembers the look in Huanhuan's eyes when he looked at him, cowardly, grateful, It's unbelievable - it's been wandering for so long that even a sporadic kindness is enough to make it cherish.

Lin Xiangnan felt that he might have experienced what Huanhuan felt at that time.

But he is not Huanhuan, so he can't wag his tail at Chu Yunxian - he can only work hard to finish the plate of spicy chicken, even with tears in his throat, he will smile when he meets that person's concerned eyes .

"Really delicious."

Obviously, I have eaten the food made by Chu Yunxian many times, but this time the taste is the most memorable.

"That's good." The quiet and handsome man on the opposite side bent his eyes contentedly, making the little mole at the end of his eye more vivid: "If you like it, I will make it for you often in the future."