Star Architect

The two put the incense in their hands around the talisman on the ground, and ordered a few more by the way, and put them on both sides of the road.

hiss……

A gust of cold wind hit and pierced their bodies like needles, causing the two of them to gasp.

Qi Qiuran turned around and said to Luo Pingxuan with a face like ghost eyes: "We should go."

"Okay." Luo Pingxuan seemed to be familiar with this scene.

The moment the two of them stepped onto the sigil——

Whoa!

A burst of strong light rose from under the feet, and at the same time, the feeling of shaking the ground came with a huge sound, and the entire space outside the seal collapsed!

Gravel flying particles, dust and wind, whirled around rapidly, making a whistling sound; twisted and dizzy feelings kept rushing to the two of them!

hiss!I'm so dizzy!

call--

The feeling like the blood in the head was being pulled out made the two of them start to breathe heavily.

No, hold on!

Qi Qiuran squatted down slowly, propped his left hand on the ground, and propped his frowning forehead with his right hand, and suddenly opened his eyes——

Whoa!

In her eyes, a burst of blue with a trace of red light burst out, and gradually the light became more and more intense, and came with the roar of the wind!

"Drink-"

The cry of a woman or a wild beast broke into the ears of the two; in the chaotic space, a water-like human-shaped, light blue translucent god with slender fingers rose above their heads.

"Hiss..."

There was another chirp, as if it was actually talking to the two, and an ethereal voice echoed——

"Spin."

Qi Qiu's textured voice echoed all around, and everything around suddenly turned into a thick gray fog, swirling around the symbol.

"Stablize."

The seal suddenly stopped vibrating, and in this extremely fast-rotating space, it didn't even tremble at all, and it was strangely stable.

"Reorganization."

Crop -- boom --

One after another, as if they were under construction, they surrounded the two of them again, sweeping the entire space, and some stones flew out of the soil mist, moving quickly and regularly.

"Finish."

click!

Following Qi Qiuran's password and a loud noise, all the noises stopped abruptly; against the dark background all around, the swirling earth mist dispersed with a "wow" and disappeared!

Around the seal, the earthy ground gradually appeared; the black background became brighter; the "god" floating above the head did not know where it was going. At first glance, the two were already in the courtyard of a one-story house.

Surrounded by a fence surrounded by low stone walls of less than one meter, there are stone tablets one after another outside the fence on both sides, which looks like a cemetery.

"This layout is really strange. I don't know who lives in the middle of the cemetery. I really don't know what it is." Luo Pingxuan thought this way.

But when I think about it, I might be able to understand a lot of things when I meet him in person. In such an unfamiliar environment, it's best not to ask too many questions that shouldn't be said.

At this time, Qi Qiuran also clapped his hands and stood up, winked at Luo Pingxuan, and the two came to the door together and knocked on the knocker.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After knocking calmly a few times, nothing seemed to happen, but the entire dark environment was extremely quiet. The two stood at the door, and their body temperature began to drop little by little.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After waiting for a while, Qi Qiuran still calmly knocked on the door knocker a few times without saying anything.

The quiet and somewhat weird atmosphere filled the surroundings again, and Qi Qiuran looked at the map calmly as if he was used to it.

According to the instructions on the map, they should have arrived at the correct location. There was nothing else on the map, but for some reason, no one opened the door of this house.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The knock on the door sounded rhythmically again.

The man behind the door let out a puff of cigarette, put down his pipe, and opened the door—

"I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Listening to the voice and looking at the physique, this is a man in his forties or fifties, about 1.7 meters five, and very healthy.

He has a mustache, two eyebrows almost in a straight line, and slightly raised, a bit of a "lying silkworm" taste, close to the middle of the upper left eyebrow, and a little mole, almost covered by black Eyebrows pressed.

The mole in the middle of the left eyebrow indicates longevity.

Looking at the mole, Qi Qiuran nodded in her heart and replied calmly, "You're taking the liberty."

"Come in." The man made a "please" gesture, and led the two into the room. When they arrived, two cups of tea were placed on the table, and they sat down as guests and hosts.

"call out."

The man didn't say anything, he drank a few sips of tea first, watched Qi Qiuran for a few seconds before slowly opening his mouth: "You've seen those skeletons."

Obviously this is not a question.

"You know." Qi Qiuran also answered him with a declarative sentence.

"Ha, the pattern on your pupils hasn't completely faded yet, it's not something a normal person should have."

"Tell them about them."

"How many things have you seen that others can't see?"

"Compared to most ordinary people, it's not much; but to be honest, not much."

"Ha, yes. I am a place where Yin and Yang meet. Ordinary people cannot come to me through that ghostly path."

As he spoke, the man took another sip of tea, put down his cup and continued—

"Those who can come here... If they are not yin and yang, not extremely yin, then only extremely masculine can carry it, but it seems that you are neither."

"please continue."

"I have been the gatekeeper of the ghost gate for so many years. I have heard of a position that neither belongs to the East nor to the West. I heard that it has been like a legend for thousands of years, and it has not really appeared until now—— "

The gatekeeper faced the door, shook the water in the teacup, paused and looked at Qi Qiuran——

"Judge of Fate."

"How many times have you heard of it?"

"He can distort everything and was born for self-salvation. At the same time, he is also helping many people who are in mental trouble to extricate themselves."

"A large part of these abilities condense and stand on the pupils." Qi Qiuran squinted at the gatekeeper.

"You are very smart."

"You too."

"Ha, what did you see?" the janitor asked back, seeming to catch the conversation.

Qi Qiuran lay on the table and looked at the gatekeeper: "You didn't say everything, you just conveyed the news that you think is useful to me. This way, I don't want too many people to approach you."

The gatekeeper became interested when he heard the last sentence: "Oh, what is two?"

"The actions of drinking water frequently and the content of the conversation left room, obviously, for some reason, you are judging the other party's reaction, or you are determining whether I am the judge of fate you have heard about."

"I almost thought you were a detective." The gatekeeper drank again and looked at Qi Qiuran.

"What did you ask me to do?" Qi Qiuran sat up, shaking the teacup, and took a sip of water.

"Because you are definitely not an ordinary person." The gatekeeper suddenly replied calmly, his tone slightly sinking.

"You had a family." Qi Qiuran, who was looking at the tea, suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at the gatekeeper.

"It took only a few minutes to come in, and between these few conversations, I was discovered by you."

"The small photo on the cabinet by the wall on the right is safely placed there; on the window on the left is a window grille with exquisite craftsmanship but simple patterns, which has faded but is still pasted on the window; and——

Under the wall on the left hand side of the door, there are two small benches side by side, one of which has been dusted and the other is very clean, and the other places that can be seen have also been cleaned up.

And there is no intention to cover up all of this. Why do these phenomena appear? "

In Qi Qiuran's determined eyes, the gatekeeper raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "You have some potential to be a detective." After speaking, the gatekeeper fell silent for a while.

The cold draft plucked the hair of several people; the weak light reflected the moisture-filled eyes of the gatekeeper, and the quiet night was extraordinarily bleak.