Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

At this time, in the lounge of the auditorium, Yao Siyan was nestling in Xu Yan's arms, complaining: "As you can see today, the officer Ye introduced to me by Siheng is like a wooden stake, far worse than you .”

Xu Yan leaned over to kiss him, but Yao Siyan grabbed his collar: "You said you wanted to be with me aboveboard, so you can't just keep talking."

Xu Yan smiled and said: "Don't worry, baby, I will have a showdown with him in a few days."

At this moment, the two of them were hanging out together, but Yao Siyan didn't mention the foot injury at all, and just acted coquettishly.

"How about my comparison with Siheng?" Yao Siyan's eyes were full of affection.

"You are much better than him." Xu Yan buttoned up his clothes and took the glasses aside.

"Then remember my favor." Yao Siyan traced his finger down Xu Yan's collar, "Don't forget."

Xu Yan returned to the front hall again, looked around with a pair of eyes, and found Zhao Siheng who was sitting quietly in the corner.

"Siheng, why are you sitting here alone?" Xu Yan smiled, "Going to dance?"

Zhao Siheng held the wine glass and shook his head.

Xu Yan put his arms around his neck: "Okay, don't be upset, Si Yan is fine. He didn't do it on purpose. I don't think Brother Heng Lang is a small-hearted person, so he won't mind."

Zhao Siheng held his wine glass tightly and asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"It's not that Si Yan pestered me to give him medicine. You know that he is most afraid of pain." Xu Yan pushed his glasses.

Zhao Siheng suddenly waved Xu Yan's hand away and stood up.

Although he drank, his face was pale: "I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

"Siheng..." Xu Yan took his hand, "Wait, I have a gift for you."

Xu Yan's gift was a picture scroll.

On the picture scroll is a handsome man in ancient costume and wearing a crown.

The man was wearing a lake-green scholar-bureaucrat robe, embroidered with patterns of chariots and horses hunting in the field, a light gauze jade crown on his head, which towered like a covered cup, and a gold inlaid jade sword on his waist. A little self-confidence and arrogance.

"This is..." Zhao Siheng looked at the scroll in his hand in confusion.

Xu Yan said with a smile: "This scroll is called "Picture of Beautiful Boys". It is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. I thought of you the first time I saw it at the auction, so I specially photographed it to make you happy."

He said sincerely: "In my heart, only you are worthy of this painting."

Hearing this, Zhao Siheng didn't have much joy on his face, he rolled up the scroll casually, and waved goodbye to everyone with a sullen face.

After Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi finished dancing, they sat aside for a while.

As they sat there, people kept coming to strike up a conversation, some blatantly winked at the two of them, some politely asked someone to pass their business cards, and what's more, they pestered Xia Jingsheng to help him read his palm, and took the opportunity to grab Xia Jingsheng's hand. put.

Sun Xia and Sun Xia didn't want to stay any longer, so they also left, and they both breathed a sigh of relief when they left the auditorium of the art school.

Inside the campus, there is a rare and quiet scene. Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wen walked along the lakeside holding hands.

It's the golden autumn season, and there are golden fallen leaves everywhere, laying a "blanket" on the stone road.

Sun Xia and Sun Xia stood hand in hand on the arch bridge, looking at the young couple discussing poetry and prose not far away, feeling like the annual rings are turning in a trance.

It seems that they met on campus, like the young men and women here, get up every morning to go to class, return home at sunset, meet each other in their spare time, and promise each other for life.

"Jing Sheng, I really want to go to that deserted place with you, avoid all kinds of worldly things, and just live the unfettered fairy life." Sun Wenxi said, looking at a koi in the lake.

The words were very emotional, Xia Jingsheng smiled and said: "Young Master Sun is willing to leave behind the luxury cars and BMWs in this city, feasting and feasting, and go back to the mountains with me?"

Sun Wenxi turned around and put his arms around his waist: "Of course I am willing, Jing Sheng, let's go on our honeymoon and make up for the unfinished success of the wedding night. It would be nice to live in a villa in the mountains for more than a month, and be an idler in the mountains." ?”

After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Xia Jingsheng's neck.

Xia Jingsheng was really moved and said, "It's really good."

Xia Jingsheng agreed, and Sun Wenxi paid attention to this matter, while searching for the rare beauty, he arranged the work properly.

On this day, Sun Wenxi was dealing with official business in the office, when Xue Cheng suddenly sent an invitation: "Mr. Sun, Mr. Mu, a returned overseas Chinese businessman, is hosting a banquet at Wanhuai Hall, and I would like to invite you to the banquet."

Sun Wenxi looked at the invitation card carefully, his name was printed on the first row, and the name of Mr. Mu was printed on the host row.

It is said that Mr. Mu has a lot of money, and this time he returned to China to prepare for the establishment of a foreign company, and this time he held a banquet to ask Sun Wenxi for advice.

Sun Wenxi called home and told his servants not to prepare his dinner, so he was invited to go.

Wan Huai Tang, the place where the banquet was held, was a private house. Sun Wenxi's car made seven turns and eight turns before arriving at the destination. Inside the hall, there were smoked willows and painted bridges, quiet and quiet.

Sun Wenxi walked and looked, and saw a candle burning in the main hall, so he opened the door and entered, but there was no one there.

On the willow round table in the center, there are delicious meals.

Sun Wenxi took a closer look, and found that there were everything from abalone, ginseng, chicken, duck and fish.

At this time, the hall door behind him was suddenly closed, and Sun Wenxi reacted quickly, and quickly went to the door to check.

The door that was supposed to be pushed open from the inside seemed to be blocked by a strange force, unable to push it open at all.

There were no windows in the main hall, so Sun Wenxi was trapped inside.

There was obviously no wind in the room, but the candle flame kept trembling and beating, full of wind and rain.

"You're finally here..." A gloomy female voice echoed in the main hall, making it impossible to tell which direction the voice came from.

"Who are you?!" Sun Wenxi frowned.

"I am the owner of this house." The female voice replied.

"Mr. Mu?!" Sun Wenxi's intuition was wrong, the person who heard the voice was obviously a woman.

"You have too many questions!" The female voice showed a trace of impatience, "Since you can walk in here, you must be married. I will give you two choices."

First, you can leave, but you have to change your partner to come in. If you agree, you can take away all the antique calligraphy and paintings in this room.

Second, if you don't agree to the exchange, you have to pass the test of a narrow escape before you can leave.

Sun Wenxi quickly adapted to the situation in front of him, he didn't know what was going on.The only thing that is certain is that Xue Cheng's so-called "dinner" is actually a "scam" that narrowly escaped death. If he wants to get out of this weird place, he must do what the female voice says.

He picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a piece of Huadiao chicken, and put it in his mouth.The mellow and rich taste of Huadiao wine mixed with the aroma of chicken bursts between the lips and teeth.

"I choose two." He said without hesitation.

"Are you sure?" The female voice warned, "The test I set is not that easy to pass. If you are not careful, you will lose your life."

Sun Wenxi said firmly: "Since this is the case, then I can't put my partner in danger."

The female voice snorted coldly: "You're being stubborn now, you'll cry later!" Seeing that Sun Wenxi was eating happily, the female voice said again, "It's really fresh, how many people come in and you're scared out of your wits, aren't you afraid of poison in the food? "

Sun Wenxi laughed and said: "Since you want to test me, you won't let me die so easily. I'm hungry right now, so of course I need to fill my stomach before I can think about countermeasures..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of Sun Wenxi changed.

The shirt vest that was originally worn on the body has become a plain mandarin jacket.At this moment, he was in an antique room with a pile of paper balls on the yellow rosewood table.

There was a conversation outside: "I heard that the governor wants to punish our lord. He said that the weavers didn't weave enough silk this year, so the lord should be held accountable."

"Hush, keep your voice down, master is in a bad mood, be careful if you overhear..."

The conversation gradually died down, and Sun Wenxi vaguely heard a few words: "People outside are saying that the governor has taken a fancy to our wife, and he is just waiting to punish the master so that he can take his wife for himself."

Sun Wenxi was listening carefully, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

A beautifully dressed woman came in, holding a soup cup in her hand.

She glanced at the ball of paper on the table, frowned and said, "Master, haven't you figured out how to write the petition form yet?"

Now that Sun Wenxi has somehow become the "Master", fearing that he might make too many mistakes, he pretended to be in a bad mood and kept silent.

The woman didn't find anything wrong, so she still smiled to herself: "My lord, if you want me to tell you, there is no need to write a petition form. The governor likes his wife so much, if the master can bear the pain to give up his love, the governor will be lenient."

From these few words, Sun Wenxi quickly judged the situation he was facing.

He wore it on the body of an ancient small official, who was in charge of weavers and weavers, and had to complete corresponding manufacturing tasks every year.

But this year, he didn't complete the workload assigned to him, and he was about to be accused of ineffective supervision by his superiors.

But this boss has been coveting his first wife for a long time. When he was in a hurry, a woman came in and persuaded him to bear the pain and give up his first wife to his boss, so as to find a way out.

According to Sun Wenxi's judgment, the woman who pushed the door in was most likely the concubine of this petty official.

Seeing his pensive expression, the woman pushed his shoulder and said with a coquettish smile, "Could it be that the master is reluctant to part with his wife?"

Sun Wenxi had a vague guess in his mind, he slammed the table, and said angrily: "It's really unreasonable! How can I give up my wife!"

The concubine was suddenly yelled at, and was stunned in place.At this moment, the scene in front of Sun Wenxi's eyes gradually blurred, and another scene appeared in front of Sun Wenxi's eyes.

At this moment, he was standing in the front hall, pacing anxiously.

Just now the concubine stood beside him and comforted him: "Master, don't worry, the governor has already entered the inner room, I guarantee that everything will be safe."

"Into the inner room?" Sun Wenxi asked in surprise.

"Could it be that the master is confused? You ordered Madam to share the same room with the governor. Now that the governor has entered the inner room, a good thing must be imminent."

Sun Wenxi's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought: "Where is the inner room? You lead the way!"

The concubine didn't understand why the "Master"'s attitude was quite different after only a short while, but seeing Sun Wenxi's serious face, she didn't dare to delay, and quickly led Sun Wenxi to the door of the inner room.

Inside the door, there was the sound of porcelain shattering. Sun Wenxi kicked the door open, only to see a man pressing a woman to the ground, wanting to treat her lightly.

The woman stuffed the silk cloth in her mouth, struggling desperately.

Sun Wenxi walked over quickly and pushed the fat man with big ears away.

The man's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground, rubbing the broken porcelain in his hand.

"How dare you, Wu Yong, conspire with Mrs. Huai to trick me!" the fat man shouted, waving his bloody palm.

Hearing a strange name suddenly, Sun Wenxi almost didn't react, but he quickly figured out the situation, slapped the fat man twice, and shouted loudly: "You are the one who slapped!"

The high-ranking governor described himself as embarrassed, said a few cruel words, and fled away in despair.

Only then did Sun Wenxi notice the shivering woman hiding behind him.

"Your name is... Mrs. Huai?" Sun Wenxi asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, with a sudden force, the woman pushed Sun Wenxi down: "Master, how can you play tricks on me like this!"

Sun Wenxi's palm was just pressed against the broken porcelain, and his palm suddenly felt a pain.

The scene in front of me changed again.

This time, Sun Wenxi was sitting in the study, and the servants who cleaned outside were talking in a low voice: "Madam has been ill for more than two months, why is this disease not getting better?"

"The doctor said, Ma'am, this is not a physical illness, but a mental illness, which is difficult to cure."

Accompanied by the footsteps of the servants going away, the concubine opened the door and walked in lightly: "Master, you can pack your things now, I sent all the servants away."

Only then did Sun Wenxi know that the concubine had added a sufficient amount of Mongolian sweat medicine to the medicine that Mrs. Huai often drank. This little official and the concubine were going to pack up their belongings and abscond tonight.

"Master, I promise, she won't wake up until at least a day after this dose of medicine goes on. By then, we'll have already left the city." Thin layer of sweat.

He clenched his fists and said, "Bring Madam!"

The concubine's eyes widened in astonishment, and she said in disbelief, "Master?!"

"I said, bring Madam with me!" Sun Wenxi said angrily.

Under Sun Wenxi's instruction, the mansion hired a carriage. A day later, Wan Huai opened his eyes drowsily, only feeling a splitting headache.

She stared at Sun Wenxi for a while, and her eyes suddenly changed.

Those extremely beautiful eyes turned into terrifying white eyes in an instant.

Everything around Sun Wenxi fell apart in an instant, the sedan chair was turned into mud and dust, and the pretty face of the concubine beside her was like the cracked land, with cracks in the flesh.

The gloomy female voice at the beginning rang in Sun Wenxi's ears again: "You think you can find a way out by relying on your cleverness, but you are wrong, this is destined to be a dead end."

Sun Wenxi seemed to be pushed hard from behind, and then he fell into the darkness.

When he woke up again, there was a sharp pain in his body.

The eyelids seemed to be stuck by something and could not be opened.

He managed to open his eyes a little, and all he could see was a gray-black mouse, squeaking and gnawing on the thatch on the ground.

It was a filthy environment that cannot be described in words.

Sun Wenxi's hands and feet were tied to a wooden frame, and the fat governor sat on a stool with a malicious smile on his face.

"Run? In the whole world, is it the king's soil, you little sesame official, where can you go?"

Despite the severe pain from the wound on his body, Sun Wenxi still judged the current situation calmly.

The petty official fled with his whole family, but he did not escape the governor's pursuit. Now his whole family has been captured.

Sun Wenxi finally understood why the female voice said that this is a dead end.

In fact, in the first scene, Sun Wenxi had already guessed the identity of the female ghost, she was Wu Yong's original partner - Lady Huai.

Seeing Mrs. Huai's resentment now, Sun Wenxi speculated that Wu Yong must have done something to offend Mrs. Huai.

So in every scene, Sun Wenxi tried his best to save "Ms. Huai" from suffering, and made a different choice from "Wu Yong".

But in the end, when Sun Wenxi chose to flee with Mrs. Huai, he was caught by the governor.

If you don't save Mrs. Huai, you will die, and if you save her, you will die, and this is doomed to a dead end.

The governor still remembered the revenge of the porcelain tile that day, and ordered his subordinates with a sneer: "Hit me to death!"

Although the scene is changing, the identity is false, the time and space are false, and the characters in the dialogue are also false, but the pain is real.

Sun Wenxi was gritting his teeth to endure the pain that came like a torrential rain, when the female voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.

"Now, you have another chance to choose. You can still choose to swap with your partner. Let him die for you, and you can live."

This is the time when people's willpower is weakest. Sun Wenxi's forehead is covered with cold sweat, his eyes are blurred, and he can't even see the governor's face clearly.

The female voice continued to tempt Sun Wenxi: "Nod your head, as long as you nod, all pain will disappear, and you will be relieved immediately."

A weak smile appeared on Sun Wenxi's pale lips.He gritted his teeth and squeezed out four words: "Idiot, heart, delusion, thinking..."

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At this moment, the servants of the Sun family did not dare to show their arrogance, for fear of causing trouble to their upper body if they were not paying attention.

Sun Wenxi didn't hear from Sun Wenxi for some unknown reason, and a young servant stood in front of Sun Qiman with his head drooping, listening to the training in silence.

"I asked you to keep an eye on Xue Cheng, but you actually told me that you don't even know where he took the young master?" Sun Qiman shouted angrily.

"They drove there... I couldn't keep up for a while..." Seeing Sun Qiman's gloomy expression, the servant didn't dare to continue.

Now, both Xue Cheng and the driver are missing, and Xue Cheng even handed in his resignation letter directly.

Sun Qiman mobilized all his forces, and everyone searched everywhere, but they couldn't find Sun Wenxi, and when they asked the staff of the bank, they didn't know anything.

Except for a phone call, Sun Wenxi never sent any news to the family, but it's late at night, and there is still no one there.

With a gloomy face, Sun Qiman asked the servant who had just returned from various places: "Did you find it?"

Everyone shook their heads and looked at Xia Jingsheng in unison, pinning their hopes of finding someone on him.

Sun Qiman sighed helplessly, and patted Xia Jingsheng on the shoulder: "Jingsheng, it depends on you in the end."

When Xia Jingsheng woke up from his afternoon nap, he felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart. He always felt that something was about to happen. Sun Wenxi hadn't returned, and he was a quarter of an hour late. This feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

He used the round light technique to find people, but the mirror did not appear for a long time.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and until the end, there was no image on the mirror.

Looking at the solemn Xia Jingsheng, Sun Qiman covered his chest and said, "Jingsheng, tell Dad the truth, what happened to Wenxi? Dad can take it!"

Xia Jingsheng held Sun Qiman's hand: "Dad, as long as the human body is in this world, circular light can find the person. If the mirror doesn't show the image, the most likely reason is that Wenxi entered a self-contained space. This space does not belong to the yang world, but to the underworld, so no one can be found."

"Yin...hell?" Even though Sun Qiman said that he was not afraid, when he really heard this word, he almost fell down.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely find Wenxi." Xia Jingsheng comforted Sun Qiman, but his heart was extremely anxious.

Yin and Yang are separated by nature. As a person in the yang world, you must not stay in the underworld for a long time, otherwise you will be infected with death, and lose your life in a daze.

It was the first time he regretted it so much. If he had seized the time and had married Sun Wenxi and exchanged blood oaths, the snake-shaped whip would have recognized Sun Wenxi as another master, so he could have sensed Sun Wenxi's true nature immediately. Location.

But the bond between him and Sun Wenxi was off by a tiny bit, a thousand miles away.

When everyone was anxious, the housekeeper suddenly ran in with a letter.

"This is a letter to Master Xia!" said the housekeeper.

"How could someone deliver a letter at night? Could it be... news from Wenxi?" Xia Jingsheng unfolded the letter paper, and there was only a short sentence on the paper.

If you want to save Sun Wenxi, let Xia Jingsheng come to Mingjupo outside the city alone at [-]:[-] am today.

"Desperate slope?" Sun Qiman didn't know, so he was not very familiar with the geography of Jiangcheng, but Xia Jingsheng was very clear.

Mingcui Slope got its name because its slope is extremely steep, and there is a risk of falling if you don't pay attention.There is also an old abandoned house on the slope. It is said that it was left by an official from the previous dynasty, and it is very evil inside.

There was an expedition team who did not believe in evil and went to explore the old house, but the whole team never returned, and finally their bodies were found in the col of Mingcuopo.

A group of young and strong men went in vertically and came out horizontally, how could one not be alarmed.Since then, fewer people have gone there.

Now that Xia Jingsheng was asked to go by name in the letter, it made it clear that danger was ahead.

Sun Qiman shook his head and said, "No, it's too dangerous for Jing Sheng to go alone. It's better to call the police and ask the patrol room to help."

Xia Jingsheng held Sun Qiman's hand: "Dad, now the person behind the scenes calls me to go, and it's clear that they are here for me. If I don't go, they will hurt Wenxi, so I have to go."

"But..." Sun Qiman looked worried.

"Father, I have a magic weapon with me, ordinary ghosts are not difficult to deal with, just rest assured, we will return safely." Xia Jingsheng had made up his mind.

Sun Qiman knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he nodded in agreement.

Xia Jingsheng didn't sleep all night, and the sky was only greyish blue, so he got up and prepared, and set off for the fateful slope that everyone has heard of.