The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Hua Jue became a resident in the Qi Mansion, and stayed there with the cheek, and not long after, she sent someone to send a letter to Wumei, asking him to bring Hua Dabao to follow.Although Qi Guan didn't charge their rent, Hua Jue secretly gave money to the house steward without letting Qi Guan know.

Every time Qi Guan set out to go out, Hua Jue and his group would definitely follow him like bodyguards.One day on the street, Hua Jue suddenly noticed that the team had expanded, and on the other side there were several people in white robes, all of them serious and orderly, with their hands behind their backs.

Hua Jue asked in a low voice, "Wow, is this from Taoist Ruyi's side?"

Wumei also replied in a low voice: "Yes, everyone thinks Master Qi is a treasure, and they are all counting on him to catch ghosts and murderers."

Not long after, the team grew stronger again, and this time two teams joined: one was the team from the city lord's mansion, and the other was the people brought by the criminal officer.

Qi Guan glanced back at the mighty team behind him, didn't speak, went to the street to buy a bowl of porridge and walked back quickly.

After entering the door, the butler stopped everyone from the door, saying that his master could not be a young man after all, and that he still suffered from headaches and couldn't bear to be bothered.Hua Jue and his party were let in.

Little Phoenix said happily: "Hua Jue, we have succeeded more than half! They have been left far behind by us! It seems that the surnamed Qi is still biased towards our team, and maybe he can help us in the future. Refuse Xiao Wumei to be a national teacher."

Wumei reminded: "Sang Yi and Xie Ran's people were also stopped."

Little Fenghuang said: "You don't understand, this is counted as containment from the rear. Our people are all here, what if that stinky Taoist makes any moves?"

Wumei stopped talking.

This battle to defend Master Qi lasted for four or five days in total.Within four or five days, Jiangling temporarily calmed down, but the two answers still failed to make any progress.Leaving aside the matter of the dead in the private school, the case of the disappearance of the tribute Canghaizhu has also stagnated.

Instead, Hua Jue made some progress after being a bodyguard among the crowd for a while, and it was about the snow in Jiangling.

For several days in a row, the weather was calm, Hua Jue followed the system of guarding the house, arranged for Little Phoenix, Xuanlong, and Wumei Flush Dabao to follow her in turn, and watched Qi Guan closely to ensure that Yao Feimeng had no chance of attacking him.

According to the method handed down in the book, he scattered incense ash outside Qi Guan's courtyard, telling everyone to stay away.I went to look at it every few days, and there were a few times that people's footprints appeared, and the traces were not heavy, but very slight.Hua Jue now confirmed that Yao Feimeng was indeed wandering around Qi Guan, probably looking for an opportunity to strike.

The footprints lingered day by day, getting closer and closer to the house.Xuanlong's eyes are sharpest at night, and he has seen Yao Feimeng's shadow several times with his own eyes, but he has not been able to catch him.

Hua Jue said: "Originally, I could draw a magic circle so that he would not be able to leave when he came, but there is no way to prove that he killed the person. Ghosts will die when they are exposed to the scorching sun. I don't have a magic weapon for ghosts. Once the magic circle catches them If he is trapped, his soul will be trapped in the formation for seven days, and his soul will surely fly away, and we will not be able to ask any questions."

Wumei said: "The Qing Palace has a magic weapon for absorbing souls. So we have to be more careful. The matter has come to this point. They should also know that they are going to make a fuss with Yao Feimeng. It is good not to make a formation. Don't let others pick it up." Go cheap."

One day passed, one day passed, Jiangling was calm.

Xuanlong went out to watch at night, standing on the top of the wall, looking down into the yard.Just like the previous few times, Yi Yi lingered outside the door for a while, and when he moved his steps, he would look up as if in shock, then sprinted to the side and disappeared quickly.The original deep red has turned into a light water color, almost melting into the night.

"He's about to disappear, why didn't he do anything?" Xuan Long asked.

This is a deadly trap, a trap set on the murderer's face.Yao Feimeng had his reasons for not coming.

But everyone invariably recalled what they saw in the ghost market that day, the scene where Yao Feimeng drank alcohol and ghost medicine. I don’t know how much his mana has increased, and whether he can become the ghost king, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that he is gone. Not far away.

One day Hua Jue even asked others to stop stalking, but Yao Feimeng still didn't see him.At night, he tossed and turned sleeplessly, and when he was drowsy, he asked Xuanlong to take him to the courtyard to identify Yao Feimeng.

Xuanlong took his hand and went out, Hua Jue lit a lamp.

This time was different from usual, Xuanlong didn't take the way to the roof, but generously waited in the courtyard with Huajue.

Hua Jue put a piece of torn toilet paper under her buttocks, sat on the floor, and breathed lightly on her hands.Xuanlong sat down beside him and held his shoulders. The two of them didn't talk at first, but then they started talking in a low voice when they got bored. wedding ceremony.

Hua Jue said: "I would like to invite Mr. Sang and the city lord to come too. Do you think they held a wedding ceremony at that time?"

Xuanlong said: "After all, Duanxiu is looked down upon in the world, and the two of them are dragons and phoenixes among the people, and they have received more criticism, probably they have never done it, otherwise you would not be so stupid as to find out about them at that time .”

Hua Jue chewed on the word: "Hmm...there are dragons and phoenixes among people..."

Xuanlong said: "I am a dragon, and I am better than dragons and phoenixes among people. You follow me, and I can guarantee that no one's criticism can reach your ears."

Hua Jue smiled.

At this moment, the wind stopped suddenly.Hua Jue wrapped her clothes tightly, feeling a little colder, she looked up and saw something looming in the dark courtyard, about to walk towards them, but stopped a few feet away.

Hua Jue raised the lamp to shine a light on it, and sure enough, she saw the red dress.Yao Feimeng was still the same as he saw in the ghost market last time, pale and gorgeous, but his breath and face were much dimmer, as if he would disappear like sugar in water at any time, quietly.

Except for the ghost market, Yao Feimeng came and went without a trace every time, never meeting them face to face.This time Hua Jue was not afraid, did not dodge, just looked over carefully with wide eyes, but the figure on the opposite side did not move for a long time, as if it was just an illusion.

But Hua Jue soon realized that it was not an illusion.Yao Feimeng moved, but took a few steps back, hiding in the darkness again.

Xuanlong said: "Take the lamp farther away, he seems to be afraid of the lamp."

Hua Jue snuggled into Xuanlong's arms, fumbled here and there to find a piece of dragon scale, approached the lamp and lit it as a lighting object, and then extinguished the lamp.In the darkness, only the dark red fluorescence of burning dragon scales remained.

Hua Jue said: "I won't light the lamp anymore, Yao Feimeng, come over and explain it to us clearly. Why do you kill people? Mortals are punished by laws and regulations, and ghosts are punished by the judges of the underworld. There is no escape from this disaster.”

There was a long silence.

Hua Jue's butt hurt a little from sitting, so she slowly got up, holding up the dragon scales and trying to take a few steps forward.Just as Xuan Long was about to hold him back, he suddenly heard a cold voice in the wind: "It has nothing to do with you, there should be no judge to intervene in this matter."

Hua Jue was stunned: "Judge's pen?"

"If you sentence me to this matter, then you will also die." Yao Feimeng said.His voice quickly disappeared in the wind, Xuanlong polished the dragon scales, and took Hua Jue to step over, but saw only a pair of footprints left in the snow in the courtyard. The trace of the red artist.

"Wait, there's something." Hua Jue lowered her head, and suddenly found something buried in the snow, reflecting dim light under the dragon scales.He leaned over and swept the snow aside, tentatively groped, and touched a cold and hard thing, like a copper shell.

Hua Jue picked it up and looked at it, and said in surprise, "It's a small sundial."

It's a small thing, it's very heavy to hold in the hand, the lines are full of wind and frost, it's unknown when it happened.Hua Jue took her back to the room, looked at the lamp carefully, but was in a daze unconsciously.

The light replaced the sun, and pointed out the solar term and time on the exquisite sundial. Hua Jue was dazzled, and felt a small black hand touched his eyes, like turning the sun and the moon upside down, pushing the invisible shadow upwards. Circle, circle and circle, Hua Jue could almost hear the sound of rattling, like the sound made by a wooden frame being stretched when a donkey pulls a mill.

"Hua Jue?" Xuan Long patted his shoulder.

Hua Jue was startled, and suddenly came back to her senses, and found that she was in a cold sweat.He was taken aback, and immediately didn't dare to touch the sundial again, thinking that after all, it was contaminated with the ghost's breath, and it might affect him, so he gave it to Xiao Fenghuang.

Little Phoenix was very happy, threaded it on and hung it around his neck: "This is very beautiful."

Xuanlong asked him in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Hua Jue was still in shock, she just shook her head: "It's nothing, I might have read it wrong."

Xuanlong frowned.Hua Jue hugged his arm and whispered: "Brother Xiaofeng, I'm afraid, you can hug me to sleep, hug me tighter today."

Xuan Long patted his head: "Okay."

After washing up, Hua Jue went to bed, and buried herself in Xuanlong's arms as she wished, her whole body was hugged tightly by the other party, which was extremely warm.That night, Xuanlong didn't leave him half a step away, but he was caught in a nightmare again - it was still the last dream that paper money covered Jiangling, he dreamed that his grandma took him to the bank of Wangchuan River, surrounded by warm and open people. Bana flowers.

Then, the falling petals returned to the center of the flower, the slow-flowing river retreated, and the falling snowflakes rushed upwards. From the frozen winter days, it retreated back to the autumn with dead leaves all over the ground.

Hua Jue saw that she had turned into an infant child.

what time is thishe thought hard.

A voice drifted over from the dream, coldly: "Did it snow in your place three months ago?"

Is it snowing here?

There was a sharp pain in Hua Jue's palm, and then she drowsily escaped from the dream and opened her eyes.After Huajue woke up, he found that Little Phoenix had pecked blood from his palm, and Xuanlong looked at him in a panic: "You just passed out, and you shouldn't even call me, even your breath is very weak."

Wumei went out, Hua Dabao squatted at the end of his bed and yelled.

Xiao Fenghuang added: "It's not that it's weak, it's that it's out of breath. The mocking wind is about to cry."

Hua Jue got up and hugged Xuanlong vigorously, then took Xiaofenghuang and Hua Dabao into her arms, and murmured: "I'm fine."

Xuan Long touched his forehead exploratoryly.Hua Jue put his hand down, shook his head, and found that his voice was a little hoarse: "I...it's fine, I know why it's snowing in Jiangling this time."

"Why?" Xuanlong asked.

Hua Jue said slowly: "Through March, it is the first month, and Jiangling just started to snow. In another month, the night when the snow stops will be March [-]rd, the gate of ghosts is wide open, and it is also the time when the ghost market starts. One day, the magic power of all the ghosts is the most powerful, and even mortals can see them."

Xuanlong frowned: "You mean... the latest solar terms are actually based on what was three months ago?"

Hua Jue nodded: "I read the almanac, and I remember it very clearly. I think, something is going backwards in season, and it will probably wait until the day when the gate of hell reopens."

Little Phoenix fell sideways on his pillow: "The seasons go backwards? It sounds a little scary, what is so powerful?"

The few people didn't speak, at this moment, the door was pushed open, Wumei came in with a cold air, then stretched out his hand to push the door, tremblingly picked up a stove on the table, and said softly: "Ghost King."

"Ghost King?" Hua Jue asked.

Wumei nodded: "Do you still remember that Yao Feimeng drank ghost medicine? Now we know what he is going to do."