Feng Shui detective

Kyushu has always had the legend of locking the Dragon Well, and Tianming City, which was once the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, is even more unavoidable.

Even now, in the alleys of Tianming City, there is still an ancient well that was built 400 years ago. There is a rusty chain in the well, and it does not know where it leads.When people tried to pull the chains, they could smell the smell of blood.

Everyone in the world knows about locking the dragon, but not about the trapped dragon.There is no chain in the octagonal well in the yard, but it is indeed not an ordinary well.

The person in the well probably broke the Feng Shui of the whole village, and was also the chief culprit for the serious illness of the owner of the house.

Ling Feng guessed in his heart, but didn't tell anyone.It's not even a matter of horoscope, if she guesses wrong, where will she save face.

Lang Qing thought about it for a long time, and went straight to Ling Feng's room after returning home from get off work. Regardless of her obstruction, she pushed open the concealed door.

Unmade quilts, littered clothes, half-eaten snacks on the bedside table, finished cups of milk tea...

Lang Qing stopped at the door and turned to look at her.

"I enter your room once a day, and every time you have to pretend to stop me. If you really want to clean up the room by yourself, shouldn't you say 'let it go, I'll clean it up' when you stop me?" With the arm on her chest retracted, Lang Qing stood at the door of the room and looked at the pouting Lao Gao's Ling Feng, but she still couldn't help curling her lips. "You can go, but you have to bring something."

Ling Feng's ancestral things can only be locked in the box because Ling Feng lost his way, and inside, there is an evil thing that no one can touch.And the purpose of this evil object is to ward off evil spirits.

It's a mouthful, but it's a true portrayal of the summoning banner.

"Didn't you say that it's okay to touch the evil spirit on my body, at most it's just to pull out the evil spirit and clear away the evil spirit? This time we are going out of the city, I want to take this thing with me." Lang Qing paused, "Don't touch it, I will Come get it."

Lang Qing figured it out, relying on others is worse than relying on herself.In addition, there are only a handful of people in Tianming City who can help them, and there are basically zero people who can help them.

The eight-way talisman was pasted on the soul-calling banner, and she dared not take it off, but it didn't prevent her from using the banner as a stick.

Ordinary ghosts have no entity, and the guns and ammunition of mortals pose no threat to it at all, but the Emancipation Banner is different. Its own evil spirit is enough to make those little ghosts stay away.

When all the treasures in Ling Feng's "treasure box" became scrap iron, the soul-calling flag became the only "treasure" that could be used.

Lang Qing deliberately picked a sunny noon, and took Ling Feng to that strange village.

The entire village is not rich. When every household in other villages built western-style buildings and drove small cars, this village still lived in small one-story houses, and the poor conditions were still red brick and tile houses.

One must know that this is a village under the jurisdiction of Tianming City. It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that a place so close to Tianming City is still so poor.

This village seems to have been forgotten, and I don't know how those thieves found it.

Lang Qing remembered that the villagers had said that the village had been stolen not once or twice, but the timid villagers were afraid of retaliation and never called the police.Seeing that it was going to be winter this time, and the Chinese New Year was coming soon, there were too many thieves stealing from the houses, and those few houses were going to be unbearable, so I thought of calling the police.

The village is located at the foot of the mountain, the car barely drove to the entrance of the village, Lang Qing found an open space outside and stopped, and walked into the village with Ling Feng.

Among the brick houses, the distinctive mansion looked particularly abrupt.

The shape and design of the house resembled the Soviet style. The two-story building with white walls and blue tiles was covered with dirt due to improper maintenance.Especially the courtyard wall surrounding the entire courtyard, there are places that are simply repaired due to damage, like ink stains on white paper, destroying the overall aesthetic feeling.

It's hard to imagine that there is such an antique Soviet-style house in this impenetrable village, and the current appearance of the house is even more regrettable.

The gate is broken, allowing outsiders to enter without any effort, and the small bridges and flowing water of the Soviet-style gardens with green pines and green bamboos are dead, replaced by shelves for crops to climb on.Vegetables were planted wherever there was soil in the entire garden, or chickens and ducks were raised on fences.

"Looking at this, it's better to ask the fortune teller in the village what she said, just as I have something to ask her."Ling Feng really couldn't accept that the beautiful garden was destroyed like this, she turned her head to look at the crowd that was gathering more and more, and raised her voice. "I want to ask if the fortune teller in the village is there. We are policemen from Tianming City. We have something to ask him."

Lang Qing was holding the spirit-calling flag with gloves on, and in order not to attract attention, she purposely found a black bag to put the flag on, it didn't look very good with the police.

The newcomers in the village are already attractive, and their strange behaviors make them even more attractive.Seeing that there were more and more people, but no one told them where the fortune teller lived, Lang Qing could only take out her police officer ID to prove her identity.

"Master Wang passed away last night. Before he died, he left a will, saying that two women would come to him today, and left a letter for you to personally open."

The crowd of onlookers finally opened their mouths, and when they opened their mouths, it was a news that caught people off guard.

Got tricked by this old man!Ling Feng secretly yelled that it was not good.She shouldn't have come here with Lang Qing today!

Lang Qing followed the villagers to a small red-tiled house and got the "will" from the villagers.

It was a letter, written with a pen.

Lang Qing didn't worry too much about how a blind man should write a will. She found that these people who read Feng Shui to calculate their destiny are very mysterious and can't speculate according to the standards of ordinary people.

Ling Feng quickly grabbed the letter and opened it.The handwriting on the letter was smooth, but slightly scribbled, with traces of haste.

After hastily reading the letter, Ling Feng took a deep breath and stuffed the letter into Lang Qing's arms.

"What's wrong?" Lang Qing asked her, picking up the letter one by one.

"See for yourself".Ling Feng rubbed his eyebrows.

Originally, Ling Feng had been guessing that the one who ruined the Feng Shui of the whole village was none other than a dragon.At the beginning, she was still wondering, how could there be Jiao in this village because there were no geomantic caves or mausoleums.

After reading that letter, Ling Feng realized that this matter was more...unreasonable than she imagined.

The fortune-teller's surname is Wang, he is an outsider. When he was young, he wandered here and met the owner of the house, Chang Lao.

The current owner is the son of the old owner. When Mr. Wang met Mr. Chang, this little Chang had just been able to walk, so he couldn't remember what happened at that time.

The people in the village rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and Chang Lao accidentally discovered that there is a special medicinal material in the mountains, which has miraculous effects on healing trauma.He was kind-hearted and business-minded, so he led the villagers into the mountains to collect herbs, looking for ways to grow medicinal materials, but to no avail.

It was at this time that Mr. Wang appeared in the village and received warm hospitality from Mr. Chang.The two chatted very happily, and Chang Lao talked about it.

Just as Mr. Wang was going to visit the medicine garden, he found a big Jiao jumping out of the water.At the same time, some people from the same village went up to the mountain to collect medicine and have not returned.

Mr. Wang saw that the dragon had a bad face, he must be an evil dragon that killed people, so he was [-]% sober at the moment, turned around and rushed into the house to get the food.

The letter didn't say how he subdued the jiao, it just said that he and the villagers caught the jiao and was stopped by Chang Lao when he was about to kill it.

Mr. Chang was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to kill such a big dragon, so he discussed other ways with Mr. Wang.

If you can't kill, you can only sleep.Mr. Wang wanted to spend some manpower and money to make nine dragon-fixing nails and a dragon-locking chain to lock the Jiao in the small ditch behind the village, and hang the dragon-suppressing sword under the bridge just in case.

But Mrs. Chang was kind, and couldn't bear to lock the jiao, so she discussed with Mr. Wang, only nailed the dragon needle, put the jiao into the deep well in her yard, and her family members guarded it.

Mr. Wang persuaded but could only agree. The two declared that Jiaolong had been eliminated, and made an agreement not to talk about Jiaolong.Mr. Wang lived in the village for more than 40 years because he was afraid that Jiaolong would break free and come back for revenge.

The jiao entered the well, and the medicinal materials planted in the yard of Chang's hometown came to life. Only then did Chang know that the jiao was the key.

He feels more guilty towards the villagers in the village, so he is more willing to do charity as compensation.

In the event of the Anti-Japanese War, the medicine was hard to come by. After Chang Lao got a large sum of money, he led the whole village to become rich.He built this Su-style garden, but no one knew that there was a living Jiao under the garden.

The good times didn't last long, Chang Lao died of an inexplicable illness, and his son Xiao Chang also fell ill within two years after taking over the house.

The medicinal materials at home withered and could no longer be revived.

Only then did Mr. Wang realize that the dragon nails he had nailed on Jiao's body might have loosened.

When the dragon enters the water, there is no way to control it without a dragon chain. The kindness at the beginning has become a disaster. Mr. Wang can only watch his old friend's house fail, and his descendants are seriously ill.He also thought about going down the well to make Jiao Jiao, but he was too old to fight Jiao Jiao at all.

So he began to count the turning point. Those eyes were blinded because of seeing too many secrets.

Lang Qing and Ling Feng are the opportunities he calculated.He asked the villagers to call the police, and attracted the police. He found that several policemen who came had magic weapons for body protection. He told the young policeman the story of Zhenlongjian that he made up, and drew out the master who was hiding behind them.

Mr. Wang used his last fortune to calculate the date of Lang Qing and Ling Feng's arrival, and left this suicide note.

"Did you see that all kind-hearted people end badly. Just take a look at our house and then this one and you'll know."Ling Feng grabbed Lang Qing's hand and pulled her outside. "I can't control this matter. I'm learning to catch ghosts, not to fight dragons. I'm still young and I don't want to feed dragons yet."

But Lang Qing's feet seemed to be nailed, and she didn't move when she stood still.

"Let's go, what about the rest of the villagers in this village? That evil dragon has been trapped for nearly 50 years, and he will definitely take revenge when he comes out." Lang Qing is not the Holy Mother, she just wants to get a way to recover her strength from that dragon . "You told me, here is what I want"

Ling Feng was at a loss for words for a while, and she couldn't say that she was lying to Lang Qing, she didn't know how Lang Qing should recover her strength.I came out this time as bait, to die, but that ghost never showed up.

You can't accidentally kill Jiaokou!Ling Feng felt that this kind of death was beyond her tolerance.