Handbook of Nonhuman Research

It's off-duty time, and the neighborhood is within the downtown area, so there are a lot of people coming and going.Amid the screams, passers-by near the sidewalk fled in all directions, except for the young man on the phone, who looked up at the black shadow falling towards him. I don't even know if I fell.

Seeing that he was in danger, at the critical moment, the beautiful woman in the palace costume raised her embroidered skirt and rushed towards him. The beautifully embroidered blue silk soles were half exposed between the bottom of the white skirt.

The moment the beauty in the palace costume disappeared, the boy's demeanor changed slightly, and he quickly moved away sideways.

"Bang!", the black shadow hit the ground, making a muffled sound mixed with the sound of things breaking.

"My God! It's a child, where did it fall from?"

"Call an ambulance."

"How can you save yourself from falling like this?"

"Sin, isn't this Lily who lives on the ninth floor?"

Passers-by and neighbors gathered around in a mess, and looked up at the buildings around them with lingering fear. There was a lot of discussion, some called emergency services, and some called the police.

Zhao Wugou caught up, and saw a teenage girl lying on the sidewalk through the crowd, and two people in white coats rushed out of the roadside pharmacy, squatting beside her, shaking their heads regretfully.Next to the little girl was a violin that had been broken into pieces. The blood spread, dyeing her lace-trimmed floral dress, the tiles under her body, and the crumbs of the violin in scarlet.

It fell off during piano practice?Zhao Wugou looked up and looked around.It was an old elevator room with more than ten floors. The windows were tall and narrow, and it was not easy to jump out. The only possibility was the top floor.

The boy next to him holding the painting scroll looked quite calm. His cell phone was smashed to pieces by the violin, and his ankle was bloody and bloody from the debris and strings, but he still managed to keep his step back at the last moment. took his own life.

"Forcing the upper body is very exhausting. I have not seen it for many years." Bai Wuchang leisurely put his hands in his pockets, and stood on the railing of the sidewalk half a person's height as if he was walking on the ground, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.Hei Wuchang on the other side silently walked to Zhao Wugou's side to greet him.

Ghost upper body?Zhao Wugou recalled the scene he saw just now.

The boy holding the scroll suddenly turned his head and looked at Bai Wuchang warily.

Turning a blind eye to the boy's gaze, Bai Wuchang took out a palm-sized crimson booklet from his arms, the pages unfolded like an organ, and automatically stopped on a certain page.His porcelain-like four fingers lightly brushed over it, and several rows of golden loach-like handwriting slowly spread in the air.

After a while, he shook his head regretfully, "Is 150 years of spiritual power worth it?"

The last body needs 150 years of spiritual power?Zhao Wugou showed surprise.

"My lord, it's not about the upper body. She used her spiritual power to extend his life. Originally, Jiang Hai," Bai Wuchang paused, pointed to the man holding the painting scroll and explained to Zhao Wugou, "Today's life is over. I will die here together with Huang Lili. I will pay several times the price to extend my life against the heavens."

Zhao Wugou: ……………

So, Jiang Hai would have been crushed to death by the little girl?

Amidst the noise, the boy holding the painting scroll backed out from the crowd, and staggered towards Zhao Wugou, with some mournful and pleading expression on his face, "Please, take him to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Wugou to answer, a wisp of pale mist uncontrollably escaped from the top of the boy's head, rolled into thin strands and floated into the painting scroll.

After the mist was completely released, the boy rolled his eyes up and fell down softly.

Zhao Wugou quickly reached out his hand to catch him.What's the matter with the feeling of being left alone?

And if he remembered correctly, the boy was going to trade the painting to buy equipment just now.She obviously heard it herself.

Without much effort, a woman in a brown apron ran down the stairs in a panic, her face pale. "Lily!" Seeing the little girl's body on the ground, she cried bitterly while covering her cheeks, and sat directly on the ground.

Amidst the sighing discussions among the neighbors, Zhao Wugou, who was supporting Jiang Hai, had already heard all about the little girl's condition.

Sitting on the ground is the little girl's mother, who works in a bank in the next street, and her husband works in a foreign company.Their daughter Huang Lili is 12 years old this year. She is not only beautiful, but also plays the piano well. She likes to go to the rooftop to practice piano at this time of day.I never expected that today I would stumble and fall from above.

Because Jiang Hai was injured, Zhao Wugou recorded a simple statement with the police, and after leaving his contact information, he took Jiang Hai to the Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University for outpatient consultation.

Sending the person in for inspection, the person in the painting should not be called no matter what, Zhao Wugou wanted Bai Wuchang to check Jiang Hai's address, to see if he could find a way to contact his family, Danke said hesitantly, "Maybe, you can ask Lin Shen for help."

In less than half an hour, Lin Shen rushed to the hospital.

After his explanation, Zhao Wugou knew that Jiang Hai was the only seedling of three generations, his parents had passed away, and there was only a 90-year-old grandfather left in the family, so it was really not suitable for him to go to the hospital.That's why he was very loyal enough to take the initiative to recruit the upper body.

This is the first time for Zhao Wugou to see Lin Shen in a waking state. He is wearing a light blue sweater of casual style, and his hair is scattered casually. It is indeed the type that girls like very much.It's just that his face is still a little blue and yellow, and he probably needs to rest for a while.

After saying hello, he was slightly taken aback when he saw the light guest dressed in men's clothing.

"It's more convenient for him to wear men's clothes and follow me to do things." Seeing Danke's embarrassed expression, Zhao Wugou took the initiative to take the blame.Just now when I heard that Lin Shen was coming, Tan Ke was fidgeting. After hesitating, he still didn't want to go back into the collar pin, just thinking about meeting him.It's not easy to let go of the word love.

After hearing Zhao Wugou's words, Lin Shen showed a clear expression, "Then please take care of him. I'll be the host another day, and invite everyone to dinner."

Although Jiang Hai's wound was long and scary, it was not serious.Not long after the treatment, he woke up, but he was a little inconvenient and scared. Seeing the reluctant look of the guest, Zhao Wugou happened to be curious about the painting, so he sent him back to Jiang's house with Lin Shen. .

The Lion Alley at Erliqiao in Beijing North City has been the central area of ​​the city since the past few dynasties, and the current land price is even called the land king.The Jiang family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine. They have lived in Shizi Hutong since hundreds of years ago. It was also a well-known sign back then.It was when Jiang Hai's father and his generation were not interested in Chinese medicine, one was keen on chess, and the other was addicted to online games, and gradually lost their reputation.

"I'm back, your grandpa was talking about you, and I didn't see you and refused to sleep." Hearing the movement of them entering the door, the curtain of the main room was lifted, and a person who looked like a nanny poked his head out and whispered.

Most of the Jiang family's house would not be able to earn it in a few lifetimes.However, at this moment, it looks a bit lonely and decaying.

Under the light, the courtyard was empty, because the cleaning was not done in time, there were even inch-long dead grass growing on the eaves of the main house and the east and west wings.

Black and white Wuchang stood and sat, all staying on the roof of the main house.

Jiang Hai asked Lin Shen and Zhao Wugou to sit in his room, and he first went to the main room to see the old man.

Lin Shen walked to the side of the high table, intending to make tea for Zhao Wugou instead of Jiang Hai.

The teapot was successfully found, but it's a pity that the young master has never used an electric kettle.Dan Ke couldn't see his clumsy appearance, so he hurried over to help.

People don't know how to use things from the human world, so it's okay to have monsters to teach them?Zhao Wugou shook his head with a smirk, put the painting on the coffee table, and looked around.

Beds, sofas, high and low cabinets, the room is mainly made of wooden furniture, mostly mahogany, but the style is old, and you can directly shoot ancient costume movies by changing the bed curtain and wearing a long gown.

The only thing with a modern atmosphere is the computer next to the sofa. From the keyboard to the monitor, they are all top-level configurations.

"Zhizhizhi." Zhao Wugou was about to ask Lin Shen if he knew the origin of Jiang Hai's painting, when he suddenly heard the sound of a mouse.Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a large group of mice trampling across the beams.

The mice in this room are too arrogant, right?

Zhao Wugou looked up at the beam, and suddenly felt something was wrong.Judging by the strength of the noise, some dust would have to be thrown off the beams, but now only the noise was heard, and the shadow of the mouse could not be seen on the beams.

"Come on, benefactors, our old man wants to meet you." Jiang Hai opened the door curtain, waved to Zhao Wugou and Lin Shen, and saw Zhao Wugou looking up at the beam, "Those rats are making a fuss again? "

"The momentum is huge." Zhao Wugou touched his nose in embarrassment, thinking that his appearance just now might look silly.

"Never mind, since I was a child, they have been tossing and tossing from time to time." Jiang Hai said as usual.

"Why don't you grab it?"

"Caught it, put rat poison, raised cats, made mouse traps, found a rodent extermination company, I have tossed and tossed countless times, but I couldn't even find a mouse hair. Then I still made a fuss in the middle of the night." Jiang Hai dragged his injured leg. , walking a little slowly, Lin Shen couldn't see it, so he walked over to hold his arm.

Can't find it?The strange feeling in Zhao Wugou's heart became more and more intense.

Mr. Jiang's room looked much more comfortable than Jiang Hai's. The two rows of pineapple wood bookcases on the right were full of medical books.Porcelain and green plants are properly placed on the simple table case, which looks quite elegant.Unlike Jiang Hai's side, the tabletops are all bare, which looks very deserted.

Opposite the bookcase is a glass cabinet, which contains various objects, such as agate-colored walnuts, pitifully thin circle-shaped silver earrings, spring-colored emerald bracelets, etc. At first glance, I can't see where it is worth putting in a cabinet and locking it up.

"That's our family's 'Xi Jing' cabinet." Seeing that Zhao Wugou and Lin Shen were looking at that cabinet, Jiang Hai explained.

"I thought it was all paid for. Can I still use things?" Zhao Wugou raised his eyebrows slightly.If it is not a good look, it is a good doctor.Practicing medicine was considered one of the ideal careers for scholars in the past. Xi Jing is a synonym for more elegant consultation fees.

"I heard from my grandfather that in the past, there were many emergencies in life, and there was no money around, so I would take some belongings to temporarily cover the consultation fee. I would bring the money back to change when it was convenient. Slowly, no one came back to change these There's a whole cabinet full of stuff." Jiang Hai looked at Zhao Wugou with some surprise, he was the first one who didn't ask what the meaning of such an uncommon word 'Xi Jing' meant.

Lin Shen next to him also smiled, "According to the current statement, this is a bouncing ticket, right?"

Jiang Hai shrugged his shoulders, "I think so too. However, our Jiang family has an ancestor's motto, 'Everything should be kind to others.' From their point of view, they are more willing to believe that those people have encountered some problems or difficulties, so they can't do it. Exchange the things back. So my ancestors once set a rule that temporarily arrived things cannot be moved no matter how long they are. They must be kept for others.”

"You mean, some of the things here have been on display for hundreds of years?" Lin Shen was also a little surprised.

"The oldest pair seems to be those," Jiang Hai pointed to the upper right corner of the cabinet, where a pair of beautiful 'high heels' were placed.

The pair of shoes in the closet looked very luxurious. Not only were beautiful peonies embroidered with colorful silk thread on the upper, embellished with pearl agate and turquoise, but the high sole was also covered with a layer of tulle-like fabric. The four sides of the green silk were similarly embroidered with patterns. Looking inside through the green silk, there was indeed a small and exquisite hollowed-out drawer, which seemed to contain something powdery.

"The most important thing about this pair of shoes is not only the upper, but also the sole. Do you see the drawer inside? It contains incense powder." Jiang Hai introduced, "You can't see the bottom of the shoe from this angle, the bottom of the shoe It is also carved with a lotus-shaped hollow pattern.

"Could this be 'Huaxi'?" Zhao Wugou suddenly remembered an anecdote he had read, "I read in this miscellaneous book before that women in the past pursued fragrance in their steps, not only would they use fragrant wood to make the soles of their shoes, More advanced ones will hide drawers on the high soles, put sachets or spices, and then hollow out the bottom surface. When walking in these shoes, the powder in the drawers will scatter along the gaps in the soles. Leaving fragrance and lotus-like patterns, walking swaying, lotus steps give off fragrance. It is graceful and intriguing."

Speaking of this, Zhao Wugou suddenly thought of the string of traces left by the beauty in the palace costume. So, what she was wearing was the painting?

So what does she have to do with the pair of shoes in front of her?Zhao Wugou was pondering the identity of the beauty in palace attire, and the nanny had already pushed Mr. Jiang out of the house.

The old man has white hair and a childlike face, and he is in good spirits. It's just that the old man's legs hurt in the past two days, and his legs hurt while standing, so he uses a wheelchair instead.

Seeing Zhao Wugou and Lin Shen, the old man seemed very happy, and they chatted for a while, before leaving, he asked the nanny to push him to the desk, and wrote two pieces of paper with a pen.

"I, an old man, have nothing to give away, so I gave two prescriptions to the two little friends. As a meeting gift, I hope you don't dislike it. This is for Lin Xiaoyou's health," the old man handed one of the papers to Lin Shen , and handed another piece of paper to Zhao Wugou, "This half of the prescription is handed down by our Jiang family ancestors. It is old and dull, and I don't know the name and effect. I just heard that my little friend likes to read miscellaneous books. Maybe it is destined to make up for it someday. All this prescription. If you get something, it will be considered a benefit to the world."

Zhao Wugou and Lin Shen quickly took it over respectfully.

After receiving Wang Xuan's text message, Zhao Wugou realized that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and when he returned to Jiang Hai's room, Zhao Wugou said goodbye directly and prepared to go back.

"Don't rush away, I haven't thanked you for saving your life yet." Jiang Hai grabbed him, thinking that when he fainted from fright, he was rescued by Zhao Wugou from a falling object.He looked around, grabbed the painting on the table and handed it to Zhao Wugou, "From today on, you are my Jiang Hai's brother. Thank you for your kindness. I just asked someone to appraise this painting. It's worth a little money, a little meaning, not a respect."

Zhao Wugou: ……………

Your real savior is it not me.

The intern was about to resign, when a string of golden lights flew onto the money on his wrist, forming a vague shape of a beauty in a palace costume, before disappearing.While he was in a daze, a voice suddenly came from inside the painting, "Benefactor, please accept the painting for now, the little girl has something to ask."

Zhao Wugou: ……………

Outside the Jiang family mansion, Zhao Wugou unfolded the scroll, and saw that the picture was a picture of a lady visiting the garden, between the rocks and the black bamboo, a graceful and graceful beauty in palace attire was sitting with her head sideways, her face seemed a little tired.Looking at his eyebrows, it was undoubtedly the one Zhao Wugou had met before.

Seeing him unfold the painting, the beauties in palace attire gathered their clothes and turned into palm-high villains. Standing on the painting, they bowed their heads towards Zhao Wugou, "Little girl Lin Hushi, please save the Jiang family."

"My lord was called by you at will, so please explain clearly first, what happened to Jiang's family?" Bai Wuchang pointed out to stop her worship.

The beautiful woman in palace costume knelt on the spot, "My lord, have you ever heard of the Luban Book? Or it's called Que Yi."