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Seeing Fu Jin passing through the wall, Fang Xia trotted a few steps aside, jumped onto the low wall, and stretched his neck to look into the high-walled courtyard.

Holding the box containing the monkey's paw, the male god ran towards the wall that was facing straight to the other side, and the others turned over from that side.However, Fu Jin's figure was like a ghost, and he was behind the man in the blink of an eye.The man turned around and wanted to hide, but Fu Jin materialized while raising his hand, and grabbed the back of the man's neck.

The man's hands and feet stiffened immediately, desperately trying to struggle, but his movements were like those of a dehydrated fish, only twitching extremely weakly.

There were more paper-like wrinkles on the man's face, and the black peaked cap on his head fell off as he twisted, revealing a paper talisman full of yellow paper and cinnabar.Fu Jin frowned, and before he had time to do anything, the paper talisman spontaneously ignited in the sunlight.At the same time, Fang Xia heard a shrill scream, and saw a transparent figure float out of the man's body, and quickly dissipated into a wisp of green smoke.

The box containing the monkey's paw fell to the ground, and the man whose neck was pinched by Fu Jin completely lost his movement.

Fang Xia looked around and saw no one, so he grabbed the iron fence of the high fence, jumped up the high fence, and climbed over the wall to enter.

The man had already been thrown on the ground by Fu Jin, Fang Xia went to pick up the box with the monkey's paw on the ground, and walked around the man on the ground a few times.

The appearance of the man has changed drastically, or it should be said that this thing is not a person at all.

The skin is white paper, the clothes are pasted with colored paper, and the burnt yellow talisman on the top of the head is completely black.One side of the pale face was sunken, it was just beaten by Fang Xia, the mouth was bright red, the nose was hooked by black lines, and the eyes were dark and lifeless.A pair of those eyes, under the scorching sun, can make people feel cold all over.

This is a paper man.

The kind used by folks to burn the dead, but this paper pierced man is obviously not used for burning.

Fang Xia squatted down beside the Zhizharen, stretched out his fingers and poked the Zhizharen's arm, and there was a dent in the arm.

"You said it was puppetry just now?" Fang Xia looked up at Fu Jin.

"Yeah." Fu Jin pointed to Fang Xia to look at the eyes painted on the face of the paper prick, "Generally, the paper pawns burned for the dead don't have eyes painted on them. If the eyes are drawn, the paper puppet becomes a The container, the ghost can possess it, it becomes the art of puppet. The magician can restrain the ghost in it and manipulate it at will. However, the ghost possessed in the puppet will be scattered if the mission fails. "

Therefore, after the puppet was caught by Fu Jin, the paper talisman spontaneously ignited and its soul was scattered.

This is also a very helpless ending. It is impossible for Fang Xia and the others to let the puppet go back with the monkey's paw, and at that time, the situation where he would be thrown off if he kept up with it, they couldn't follow them secretly.

"The target of this puppet is the monkey's paw, and the one who wants to get the monkey's paw back is the owner of the monkey's paw, a member of the Ghost Sect. In other words, it is the Ghost Sect who made the puppet?" Fang Xia finished speaking, He was puzzled again, "The people from the ghost sect also know how to perform puppetry?"

Geng Shudan told him a lot about the ghost sect, but there was no saying that the ghost sect was capable of puppetry.

"The ghost sect probably doesn't know this technique." Fu Jin shook his head, "Actually, many people in the mystical arts circle know how to perform puppet techniques, but they are all simple techniques, such as a double talisman for preventing disasters, which is also a puppet technique. It is a kind of art, and the avatar will be made into a human-shaped piece of paper, because it is a puppet. The person who can make this kind of puppets that look like real people, and can cast spells, must be proficient in puppet art People, the ghost sect is proficient in ghost Gu art, even if they have learned the puppet art, they can't do it to this extent."

"Could it be that the people from the Ghost Sect asked others to help?" Fang Xia touched his chin and said, "Is there anyone in the Xuanshu circle who is proficient in puppet art?"

"I've never heard of it." Fu Jin said, "In fact, such a superb puppet technique has not appeared in the circle of profound arts for hundreds of years."

"Maybe it was the survival of the fittest. You see, this puppet is not strong at all, and it will be exposed when you punch it. You can't hit at all, so why don't you help run errands?" Fang Xia raised his hand towards Fu Jin, and Fu Jin stretched out his hand to pull him away. stand up.

"Puppets are not for fighting. Puppetry is actually a kind of witchcraft. Puppets often carry spells. Once the puppetry is broken, the person who cracks the puppetry will be cursed..."

Hearing this, Fang Xia's face changed suddenly. He grabbed Fu Jin's hand and looked at him with panicked eyes, "You didn't let me catch up just now because this puppet has a spell? Then you didn't..."

"I'm fine, spells are useless to me. And this puppet doesn't have any spells on it. I'm overthinking it." Fu Jin took Fang Xia's hand back, but his cold hand couldn't handle that cold hand at all. After getting warmer, after thinking about it, he leaned over and kissed the corner of Fang Xia's mouth comfortingly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"You have nothing to do..." Fang Xia lowered her head, resting her forehead on Fu Jin's shoulder, "I've already lost my master, and I can't lose you again."

"No." Fu Jin held Fang Xia in his arms and patted him on the back, "I said I would always follow you..."

Fang Xia calmed down, raised her head, and waited for Fu Jin to threaten: "Lie to me and be careful that I rape you!"

"Okay, if I break my promise, I will let you do the domestic violence, and I won't sue for divorce." Fu Jin raised her hand to caress Fang Xia's feigned ferocious eyes.

"You don't have a place to sue, do you?" Fang Xia muttered.

"I won't sue if there is a place." A smile appeared in Fu Jin's eyes, and then he stopped suddenly, looking behind him, and whispered to Xia Xia, "Someone is here."

Fang Xia felt that the hand holding her had turned into nothingness, and Fu Jin in front of her had turned from a physical body into a soul body.

Fang Xia stared straight at Fu Jin who had turned into a soul body. Fu Jin looked away from the direction of the person, looked at Shang Fang Xia, and suddenly leaned over again, kissing Shang Fang Xia's lips.The kiss of the soul body, except for the faint cold fragrance when approaching, has no tactile sensation at all, but Fang Xia's face turns red all of a sudden, feeling that she has been taken advantage of without warning.

Fang Xia stared at Fu Jin, thinking about how to take advantage.However, before he could take any action, he heard footsteps from far to near, accompanied by a voice calling his name.

Fang Xia curled her lips, and when she saw Geng Zhongzhi and his party running to the corridor, she responded, "Here!"

Geng Chaolin and Geng Lijie were also with Geng Zhongzhi, and even Zhang Qiao, the owner of the antique shop, came with him.

Fang Xia picked up the paper puppet on the ground. After the puppet technique was lifted, only the weight of the paper puppet remained.Fang Xia entrusted the paper piercer to Geng Chaolin outside, then stepped on the family's flower bed and climbed out from the fence.

"Oh my god! What is this?" Zhang Qiao, who ran over after him, took a look, caught off guard the pair of black eyes pierced by the paper, and screamed out in shock.

Geng Zhongzhi frowned, took out a blank yellow talisman from his pocket, stained it with saliva, and stuck it on the paper pierced face, covering his piercing eyes, "Let's go, go back to the car first."

The puppet art has been broken, and the ghosts inside have dispersed. The remaining paper piercing man is just an ordinary paper product, and it is useless to keep it.Geng Chongzhi asked Geng Chaolin to find a deserted hillside, and set the paper on fire.

After sending the owner of the antique shop back, another accident happened on the way to send Fang Xia back to the hotel.

When Geng Zhongzhi heard the movement from the box containing the monkey's paw, he quickly took it out of the cloth bag, tore off the Yin-shock Talisman on it, and found that the baby's hand bones that had been curled up into a ball were opened five times. Struggling desperately on the fixed frame inside.He immediately realized that it was not good, but it was already too late, and the white jade-like hand bone suddenly exploded, turning into a pool of blood in the transparent glass box.

Fang Xia climbed on the back of Geng Zhongzhi's chair, stretched his head to look at the bloody glass box in Geng Zhongzhi's hand.

"What's going on?" Fang Xia asked.

"The ghost baby blew itself up, and the other party gave up on taking back the monkey paw." Geng Chongzhi stuffed the box back into the cloth bag, and sighed helplessly, "The magic weapon of the monkey paw is extremely difficult to refine, I thought the other party would definitely try everything The way to get it back is my miscalculation."

Fang Xia sat back down again, frowning, "Does that mean the clue to the Ghost Sect is broken?"

Geng Chongzhi turned his head slightly, and glanced at Fang Xia: "Do you think the death of Daoist Wen Shi is related to the Ghost Sect?"

"Don't you think the time and place where the monkey's paw was picked up is too coincidental?" Fang Xia asked back with folded arms.

"It's indeed a coincidence." Geng Zhongzhi nodded, and turned around, "You don't have to be so guarded against me. Our Geng family will provide you with the clues and information you need. You go back to the Geng family. This is the deal we agreed upon. As long as you are still with us Geng family, I will not stop your investigation."

"That's how I believe in you too." Fang Xia crossed her legs and said with a casual smile.

Geng Zhongzhi didn't care about the truth in Fang Xia's words, tapped his fingers on his knee, and said, "It's not that the clue to the ghost sect is completely broken, there is one more."

"Let's listen to it." Fang Xia put down his crossed leg.

"Xuanyong Sect, do you still have any impression?"

"Remember." Fang Xia thought for a while and replied, "Zou Wumang's sect of that uncertain guy."

"Zou Wumang claimed that his master uncle improved the magic weapon for raising ghosts. The heir of the Gu family has given a clear appraisal result. It is actually a simplification of the ghost raising technique of the ghost sect. To a certain extent, it will be strengthened by refining, and the ghost's temperament will become manic, which is also a characteristic of the Ghost Sect's technique of raising ghosts."

Fang Xia, the ghost raised in the magic weapon of Xuanyong's sect, had come into contact with it before, whether it was the one sent back by Wu Chang, or the five evil spirits that Zou Wumang put into the abandoned factory, they all had a tendency to be manic.

"However, even if the heirs of the Gu family say that, the Xuanyong faction still refuses to admit it, but we can't do anything to them because a magic weapon is related to the ghost sect. Now we can only stare at them. We can't find any other evidence for the time being , but you can take Mr. Fu Jin over there to have a look, maybe you can find something."

"Where is the Xuanyong faction?" Fang Xia asked.

"F City, I'll ask Chao Lin to take you there." Geng Zhongzhi said.

"No, you tell me the address, I'll go there by myself." Fang Xia refused.

Geng Chongzhi didn't force it, and told Fang Xia the address of the Xuanyong faction.

Not long after, at the entrance of Fang Xia's hotel, Fang Xia got out of the car and pulled the door. After Fu Jin got out of the car, he poked his head and asked Geng Zhongzhi: "Who are those who are good at puppet art in the mysterious art circle? "

"Wang family." Geng Zhongzhi replied, "That is also a family, but it is just a small family. The family theory is puppet art, and they only know some small magic. It is impossible to make paper puppet people look like living things. People can't even detect the ghost's Yin energy."

"I see." Fang Xia closed the car door, turned around and followed Fu Jin towards the hotel gate.

The author has something to say:

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Fang Xia: Lie to me and be careful that I domestically abuse you!

Fu Jin: Alright, if I break my promise and allow your domestic violence, I won't sue for divorce.

Author: No!You are not married yet, are you?ah!I did not say anything! (Top the lid on the pot and run away)