The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

"The glamorous ghost kills people, first seduces people with illusions, and then has sex with them, absorbs Yuan Yang during the sex, until the other party dies due to exhaustion of Yang Qi."

In the middle of the night, Hua Jue and Xiao Fenghuang went home and asked Wumei about the details of Yangui's murder. Wumei dug out another book from his pile of trash and read it to them slowly.

He was very curious: "You mean that the body still had Yuan Yang left after death, but in the middle of the night, the Yan Gui suddenly came to the door and sucked away the remaining Yang Qi?"

Hua Jue added: "It's still in front of me and Xiaofeng."

"See who it is?" Wumei asked, "Is it the Mei you met last time?"

Hua Jue was silent for a while: "Yes, Xiaofeng said it was... Yao Feimeng."

When Xuanlong chased him out, Yao Feimeng had disappeared without a trace.Ghosts do not have a tangible form like demons and gods, they come and go without a trace, making it difficult for people to approach.It was already too late when Hua Jue followed, even with a judge's pen to trace the trail, the ghostly aura only disappeared two to three hundred feet outside the mourning hall, covered by snow and streams.

"If the person was killed by him, why didn't he take his yang energy at that time, instead sneaked into the mourning hall to attack?" Hua Jue only felt dizzy, and asked Xuanlong hesitantly, "Even if he didn't know that I could exorcise ghosts, But there’s you here, so he doesn’t know about it, does he?”

Xuanlong looked at him tenderly: "I don't know. I can only say that this is probably very important to him, so much so that he sneaked into the mourning hall to absorb the yang energy even at the risk of being discovered by me. gas."

Hua Jue asked again: "Before we saw him drinking ghost medicine in the ghost market, Wumei said that the ghost medicine can greatly increase their mana, and the soul will soon dissipate in the world. He is continuing his life in this way ?"

Xuan Long shook his head: "Not necessarily. In the final analysis, if he wants to keep his soul from dying out by picking up the sun, even if he confuses someone who has nothing to do with it, there is no need to beat around the bush like this."

Hua Jue knew that what he said was reasonable, so she kept silent.

After a while, he squatted aside and sighed: "Brother Xiaofeng, do you think my brain is still a little weak. I feel that I can't help at all."

Xuan Long also knelt down and looked at him: "It's a bad thing if you become smarter, and it's just right now."

He took his hand and pulled him up: "Let's wait for that Xie to come back. Now we can visit Aunt Yao."

Hua Jue followed Xuanlong.He didn't close his eyes for three consecutive nights, and Xuanlong didn't show much fatigue on his face. Along the way, when Hua Jue asked, Xuanlong told him slowly: "We dragons can control our internal organs and blood vessels, and make half of them rest at all times. , the other half is working. I don’t need to sleep, but I can sleep at night with you.”

Hua Jue was fascinated when she heard it: "I also want such a benefit, so that I can read the biography for a month without closing my eyes."

The two chatted idlely, and one took some food, fruits and vegetables, and walked slowly to Yao's residence.Hua Jue and Xuanlong pretended to be grave-sweepers, and asked Grandma Yao for a glass of water. They only said that they brought tribute fruits that couldn't fit, and gave them to her as a thank you gift.

Hua Jue rubbed her nose and said, "Grandma, I see you again, I was the one who told your fortune that day."

Xuan Long said: "What a coincidence. Hello, I am the family member of this young man."

It seemed that they had been living alone for a long time, and it was inevitable that they would be lonely. Aunt Yao received them with some embarrassment, and even said repeatedly that she didn't want anything from Hua Jue. Hehe laughed.

The first time was born and the second time was acquainted, Hua Jue used the excuse that she had to go to the tomb to sweep snow every day, and visited with Xuanlong for several days, helping Aunt Yao clean the front yard, and sending some fruits and vegetables. This is the friendship between neighbors and neighbors, so don't worry about it.Hua Jue was afraid of disturbing the old man by coming too often, so she left in a hurry every time and didn't stay long.

Three days later, another body of the deceased was brought in, Hua Jue went with Xuanlong again, and found that this person's yang energy had been sucked clean, and no water leaked out.

At this point, even Wumei has almost come to a conclusion: "The murderer is that gorgeous ghost, just find a good time to catch him."

Xuan Long said: "Ordinary people can't see demons and ghosts, what should we say when this case is finally closed?"

Wumei said coldly: "There is no way for us to push out the murderer."

Hua Jue thought for a while: "That's the only way to go, but..."

Wumei continued his words and said: "But, what will the old man Ruyizao do? We don't know the details of the criminal officer at present. This person seems upright, and I'm afraid he is also an accomplice of the Qing Palace. In the end, we pull an unrelated person out to take the blame, and say that it is the murderer. We can’t tell the world that the murderer is a ghost, so it’s hard to justify it, and maybe we’ll be beaten up.”

Hua Jue fell silent.

Wumei looked at him and comforted him: "So, our top priority is to catch Yao Feimeng and not let him continue to harm others. I want the position of national teacher, but I have my own way, and I won't let that The bad old man succeeded."

Hua Jue nodded: "Okay."

The next day, Xie Ran returned to Jiangling, sorted out a detailed case file, and strung them together.Hua Jue copied a copy, changed it when she went home, and summed it up: "All the deceased were a group of students from the Gengchou Year of Nanguo Private School, with their teachers and family members. There were a total of 13 people who were alive before, and 12 of them had passed away. They died tragically, all of them were sucked out of Yang Qi, and their bodies were damaged. It is suspected to be the work of Yao Feimeng, a beautiful ghost."

"What's the name of the last remaining person, and where is he now?" Little Phoenix asked.

Hua Jue's finger slid down the file: "A native of Jiangling, 22 years old, Zhongjuren, 25th Jinshi, currently in the sixth rank of the official residence, and a county magistrate in a place in Hangzhou. This year is 45 years old."

"This man's name is Qi Guan, and it is said that he is rushing to Jiangling day and night." (Note: Qi qí, two voices.)

A hundred miles outside Jiangling City, halfway along the mountain road, the wheels of a carriage suddenly made a rattling sound, and then swayed to one side without warning, and almost fell off the cliff. Fortunately, there were several tall boulders on the side of the road. That's why I didn't end up turning my back on my back.

"My lord, my lord? Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

After a while, a man's voice sounded calmly.

"fine."

The following small carriages were all safe and sound, and several guards jumped down in a hurry, wanting to check the situation of the people in front of them.But he saw a person barely crawled out of the overturned vehicle. This person was about 40 years old, with a middle-aged appearance.He lowered his head and patted the dust on his body, stretched out his hand to straighten the overturned vehicle, and dragged the vehicle out of the ditch together with others.

The horse had already broken free from its shackles, and was neighing nearby. Others walked in and pulled it, but they were not obedient.

Qi Guan wiped his hands, looked up at the horse for a long while, found a gap, stretched out his hand to hold the rein firmly, stepped on the horse's back, intending to make it turn around.

The horse seemed to be stunned for a moment, then struggled frantically, trying to throw him off its back.But the man held the horse's belly tightly, pulled the rein tightly and would not let go, and refused to retreat a step.There was a stalemate between one person and one horse for a while, and finally the horse obediently obediently lowered its back and let him drive it.

Qi Guan turned over from the horse, and handed the rein to another person: "That's all right, change to another car, and let's go."

The servant hesitated and said: "Let's leave now? My lord... Jiangling is an evil mountain. We came all the way, and the shaft of our car broke three or four times. Everyone was afraid to leave. They said that the mountain god was stopping us. Woolen cloth."

"Don't you dare?" Qi Guan didn't say anything else, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was chewing these two words.

With his attitude, without explaining, the servants who are familiar with him dared not say anything, just bowed their heads to do things, ordered them one by one according to his order, and ordered them to continue to leave immediately.

The horse was led aside and was about to be replaced with a new horse, but the horse seemed to only listen to Qi Guan's words, and started to become restless again, twisting its head and refusing to give in.

The servant was helpless, and finally asked him for instructions. The man shook his head imperceptibly, and when he was about to come over to take over the horse again, he saw the horse snorting from its nostrils and opened its eyes wide, as if it had been frightened by something. Spread your hooves and want to run outside.

Qi Guan avoided it subconsciously, and saw a trace of genuine despair flashing in the horse's eyes. Before he could react, the brown-black horse was panting, and ran straight to the end of the cliff, neighing. fell down.

The people around were shocked by this scene, dumbfounded, and didn't know what to say.The atmosphere of fear was magnified again, almost a kind of helplessness.

"……grown ups."

Hearing his subordinate's words trembling, Qi Guan frowned imperceptibly.

After a while, he ordered in a low voice: "Everyone get out of the car, and we will walk the rest of the way."

The followers around him didn't dare to resist orders, so they packed up the things on the cart and horse one by one, carried them on their shoulders and prepared to walk.There was a cart full of paper money, candles and other things, which Qi Guan specially asked to bring. He went to get some paper money, and squatted down where the horse fell to burn it. Staring at the slightly beating flame, he sighed softly. Tone, I don't know what I'm thinking.

At the foot of the mountain, the fallen horse did not die immediately, and there were large blood clots and blood foam in its blown nostrils, staining the white snow all over the place red.The dark blue sky of Jiangling was reflected in the horse's dark eyes, and after a while, it was blocked by a still shadow. That shadow was faintly visible, crimson, the ghost of a person.

The red figure stood in front of the dead horse for a moment, and then came a faint voice: "Sorry."

Then it disappeared into the wind, as if it had never been here.