Jiajing Spiritual Records

Ning Huan opened his eyes wide, with a puzzled expression on his face, pointing at himself: "Are you talking about me?"

"Qian Mian is going to face the saint tomorrow. Although everything in the palace has been properly arranged, in order to prevent accidents from happening, the Commander still told me to come to Beijing for a rotation in advance. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "This is Where he lives, I will ask Yinchuan to go with you in a while. "

Ning Huan thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's fine." Su Xian seemed to be in a hurry, and after explaining a few words to Ning Huan, he got up and left.

A white shadow suddenly appeared behind him, Ning Huan turned around, and happened to bump into this red-faced paper figurine hanging in the air.Ning Huan staggered in fright, and fell directly on the bed. It took him a long time to realize that this was Yinchuan. Seeing the unkind expression on the paper figurine, he felt bad.Alas, this paper girl is probably going to get angry.

Sure enough, Yinchuan cast a sidelong glance at Ning Huan who was on the bed, and said coldly, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you can't even use your eyes?"

There was a smile on Ning Huan's lips, and he explained: "Isn't it because the girl changed her lipstick and rouge today, and she didn't recognize it for a while, and she was thinking about which girl ran into my room?"

Yinchuan snorted twice, his face obviously improved a lot.He turned around and ran to the mirror in Ning Huan's room: "You can see all of this. This is the most popular style and color in Beijing recently."

Ning Huan looked at Yinchuan, and smiled wryly in his heart. Ning Huan really didn't see if he changed the rouge. He was purely guessing, but I heard that those girls in the capital like to be praised like this, you have to praise them" Sinking fish and wild geese, closing the moon to shame the flowers", they may turn around and call you frivolous.

Really, Ning Huan doesn't know, anyway, the storyteller in Yumanlou said so.

Yinchuan glanced at Ning Huan: "Aren't you leaving?" Ning Huan looked at the paper figurine hanging in mid-air in confusion, thinking that if you go out like this, you won't scare everyone to death.

Yinchuan understood Ning Huan's expression, and looked Ning Huan up and down like a fool: "Is it really stupid to say you are stupid? How could this girl's spirit body be exposed to the eyes of ordinary people in broad daylight! You just Go forward by yourself, and I will have my own way to follow you."

The place that Su Xian told was not far from here, but it was a bit out of the way with the east and west turns, and Ning Huan managed to find the place after asking many people.Green vines covered the entire wall. Ning Huan was used to seeing those mysterious places these days, but he felt a little uncomfortable seeing the ordinary people in front of him.He knocked lightly on the door, "Is anyone there?" There was a rough creak from behind the door, and a crack was opened on the side, and an old man in coarse clothes poked out his head from inside, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Miao, is he there?" Ning Huan asked.

The old man looked Ning Huan up and down with cloudy eyes, and said impatiently: "Mr. I don't see anyone." He said that he wanted to close the door.

Ning Huan hurriedly stepped forward to the door and said, "I really have something urgent, please go in and report."

The old man ignored Ning Huan: "If you say you don't see it, you don't see it."

Ning Huan didn't expect an old man to be so strong, he used all his strength to barely keep a crack, "bang" something fell down his cuff to the ground, Ning Huan took a look and found that it was the piccolo that fell on his quilt in the morning, but he couldn't care less now, and he only wanted the old man to open the door for him.

Unexpectedly, when the old man saw the piccolo on the ground, his expression changed for a moment, he let go of his rough palm against the door, and knelt down straight in front of the piccolo.Ning Huan was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to his senses. He only heard the old man raise his head and said in a trembling voice: "Where did you come from, Piccolo, witch, ghost and god?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Ning Huan didn't want to make up anything, but said: "You may not believe it, but I can't throw away this thing that has been by my side."

The old man's lips trembled slightly, and he murmured: "It's manifested, it's manifested." After speaking, he slammed three heads on the white jade piccolo on the ground, and he turned around to kowtow to Ning Huan again.

"This is you?" Ning Huan hurried forward to support the old man, Ning Huan couldn't see the old man worshiping him.The old man got up, and said in a solemn tone with a touch of awe: "The villain will take you to see Mr. immediately."

A long-haired man in black was sitting in the inner room, and after seeing the white jade piccolo presented by the old man, he was also shocked: "This is..." He looked at Ning Huan sharply: "Where did you get it, sir? "

Ning Huan shook his head: "Sir, you may not believe it, and I don't know how this flute is on me. The first time I found it was a few days ago." Ning Huan glanced at the white jade piccolo, "I see this flute Although it is exquisite, it is similar to an ordinary high-quality flute, how did the master and the old man who brought me in just now know that it is a piccolo for ghosts and gods?"

The man in black smiled and said: "This is a flute made of Wanku Gu. This kind of Gu flute can only be cultivated in the seedling area for several decades. It is a symbol of ability and status. But the flute made of Wanku Gu The Yingu flute has always had a black flute body, since ancient times there is only one person who owns a white Yingu flute, Wu Guishen. It’s just that this flute has been missing for a hundred years.”

"Since the Yingu flute is on the young master, I wonder if the witches, ghosts and gods have left any instructions." The man in black hesitated for a while, "Young master, I don't know, I am from the Miao Jianghong family, and I came to the Central Plains to find the missing The true form of ghosts and gods."

Of course Ning Huan knew where the real body of Wu Guishen was, it was in Yan's house in the south of the city.But when it comes to instructions, all Ning Huan can think of is that weird dream.What did Wu Guishen want to tell herself?

Seeing that Ning Huan was still hesitating, the man in black said, "Master, I don't know that there are red and blue branches of Gu raising in Miaojiang. Since the death of witches, ghosts and gods, the red and blue families have been separated. The blue family has been at odds with our red family since ancient times. Over the years, they have always been afraid of the power of ghosts and ghosts, and dare not easily provoke troubles. Now that the real body of ghosts and ghosts has disappeared, they don't know what tricks they will come up with. I am afraid that they will borrow the power of ghosts and ghosts to cause trouble. "

It is impossible for Ning Huan to tell the truth, since Su Xian and himself can't deal with the Gu King and witches and ghosts in Yan's house, why not tell them?Ning Huan pretended to hesitate for a while: "If you say that, I have indeed dreamed about it. But I don't know if that six-handed woman is what you call a witch or ghost?"

The man in black stood up excitedly: "Where is it?"

"The mansion of Yan's house in the south of the city." Qian Mian faced the saint today, and the Miao Jiang Gu girl he brought will definitely try to take away the real body of the voodoo god. Huan can't guarantee it.

"Thank you, sir." The man in black thanked quickly.

"Mr. Miao." Ning Huan called to the man in black who was about to get up and go to Yan's house, "I came here today because I was entrusted by someone, and I hope that Mr. can help get rid of a harmful woman in the capital."

The man in black slowly turned around, stared at Ning Huan for a while and then said in silence: "The witch is called Miao Yu?"

Ning Huan nodded in surprise: "So the master knows."

The man in black's expression flashed a gloomy look, and his tone was a little angry: "Miao Yu betrayed me, a member of the Red Race. I don't need to mention this matter, and I will clean up the house."

Ning Huan breathed a sigh of relief, this way the case of the missing woman from the brothel in the south of the city can be settled.

"By the way." Ning Huan suddenly thought of something, so he asked, "I remember that the body of the voodoo god is covered with a layer of amber. What is that?" , Is it really the wish that the woman in red in the dream pursued with all her heart and soul?

Mr. Miao replied: "That thing is called solid soul. After Wu Guishen's body died, the high priest of the red tribe carried on her behest and collected the resin from the thousand-year-old sacred tree to seal the Gu king in her body."

Ning Huan nodded and said, "I see."

After Ning Huan and Mr. Miao said goodbye, he went out and walked around a few corners, then he got into a deserted alley, and before he could catch his breath, he ran into Su Xian who was waiting for him there. "Why are you here?" Ning Huan was a little surprised.

"Take a break, come over and have a look, and swipe the tail that follows." Su Xian leaned against the corner, looked sideways at Ning Huan, and replied lazily.