Metaphysics boss dressed as a wealthy cannon fodder young master

"The god talking?" Wu Chengcheng twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's not funny for you to joke around in the middle of the night."

"It's true, the statue really spoke!" The village chief slapped his thigh, and the dry cigarette dangling from his mouth shook.

"Then what did he say?" Jian Xi stared at the village chief with folded arms.

"He said..." The expressions of the village chief and the troupe leader became very scary, "He said he wanted everyone in the troupe to pay for his life!"

"For no reason, just singing a play for the ancestors of the next village in the middle of the night, how could you all pay for your lives?"

Jian Xi picked up the big white egg, sat on the edge of the kang, and said leisurely, "Tell me, have you ever done something wrong to your heart before, or offended someone, or else," Jian Xi narrowed his eyes slightly , "Have you ever harmed anyone?"

The class leader and the village head were shocked, "We are all honest people, how could we harm others!"

Wu Chengcheng rubbed his nose, "That's hard to say, after all, two people died here, Wang Ying and that man, how did they die, were they killed by ghosts or people, no one can tell, you guys Everyone who was there at the time was suspected.”

"How could it be a man, Wang Ying must have been murdered by a ghost! Liu Zhi too, we all saw it with our own eyes, they were driven crazy by a ghost, and then ran away!" the village chief shouted angrily.

Liu Zhi is the man who plays the role of the official.

"You also said that you saw them running madly with your own eyes, but who cut off their heads, did you see it?"

village head:"……"

The village chief was speechless for a moment, his lips twitched for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

In the dead of night, there seemed to be a man-eating beast hidden in the night outside the window. Everyone was speechless for a while, and the two were at war.

At this moment, there was a rattling sound out of thin air, and he said in a dazed manner, "I didn't do it anyway, my two bird wings can't do the job of killing and beheading, you guys study first, I'll sleep for a while."

Jane Xi: "..."

Jian Xi followed the sound and looked at the fat bird. The fat bird was already on the kang, using its claws to make a small quilt for itself. I fished up, and I was about to sleep under the quilt in a well-behaved manner.

Jane Xi: "..."

He grabbed the fat bird's wings and pulled it out of the bed, leaving the fat bird's quacking and fluttering feathers flying in the air.

The village head and class leader were both stunned, pointing at the fat bird and said dumbfounded, "It was the one who spoke just now? How could it be able to talk? Isn't it a bird?!"

Jian Xi said with a blank face, "Don't make a fuss, it's normal for a bird to talk when he's an old man, can't a parrot know how to talk?"

Village head & head teacher: "..."

"Take out the idols and let me see."

The village head and the class leader looked at me and I looked at you. They pushed and pushed each other for a long time. Neither of them wanted to touch the statue. Later, seeing that they couldn't resist each other, they had to carry the statue over together.

Jian Xi casually lifted up the red cloth on the statue, revealing the true face of the statue.

The statue is about one meter high, made of copper, with a compassionate and gentle face, and a slender figure. Except for a pair of red eyes, it is no different from other statues.

But Jian Xi felt a strange feeling in his heart. The more he looked at the statue, the weirder it became. He said to Wu Chengcheng and Sun He, "Do you think this statue looks like a person?"

The two nodded again and again, and Wu Chengcheng said sincerely, "Isn't he just like you? Look at the curvature of the corners of the mouth, they are all exactly the same."

Jian Xi shook her head, "Wrong, it's not like me, it's like Wuchuan."

The fierce light and malicious intentions in those red eyes seemed to be brought by nature. Fat Bird scolded Wu Chuan as a born bad breed, and he was really right. Not only was he not wrong, but he was very vivid.

It was only then that the two remembered that there was another person who looked exactly like Jian Xi.

Living people build statues of gods for living people and burn incense to worship them. Just listening to this makes me feel very terrified.

Jian Xi turned to the village chief and class leader, and said slowly, "Where did you meet this statue?"

"Living people can also accept offerings and incense, which is called a living temple, but this kind of person is always someone who has made great contributions to the country. What contribution did this person you meet make that you should use incense to worship him? "

The class leader glanced at the village chief and said hesitantly, "Back then we were starving to death, and no one went to the theater anymore. It was this man who made our business better again, but the premise for him to help us was that we needed to worship him." He, we were forced to make a living, so we had no choice but to agree, but since then, the business has indeed improved, and we have continued to support him."

"It's getting better, you mean singing for the dead ancestors in every village."

"……Um."

"In other words, you met Wuchuan more than ten years ago."

Both the class leader and the village chief were silent, and it seemed that they both knew about the existence of Wuchuan.

At this moment, there was a sound of barking dogs outside the window, and Jian Xi frowned slightly. Logically speaking, the police did not arrive so soon, after all, this place is so remote.

Before Jian Xi could figure it out, there was a knock on the door. The village chief rubbed his face, pulled himself together, walked to the door and opened it.

Looking at the tall man outside the door, the village head said in surprise, "Who are you looking for?"

The man's voice was relatively rough, and there was a sound of bag rummaging. He took out a photo of his ID card and said in a low voice, "Police, the police division of the department he belongs to, his surname is Hong and his name is Xiao."

Originally, Yu Heng, who had been silent in the room and had always been a transparent person, when he heard the word Hong Xiao, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant, and he hid it very well.

When the village chief heard that it was the police, he immediately acted like a primary school student seeing his class teacher. He was so nervous that he was at a loss for what to do. He hurriedly asked people to enter the house and even made tea and water for him.

Jian Xi looked at Hong Xiao, who hadn't seen him for a long time. He didn't know where Hong Xiao went to dig a hole. He was all dirty, unshaven, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Captain Hong, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Hong Xiao nodded, "Unfortunately, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Jian Xi wondered, except for the last time he came to find him to join the Police Department, he asked himself, he didn't have any friendship with Hong Xiao.

"Why are you in such a hurry, you can't wait for me to return to the emperor to talk about it?"

Hong Xiao took out a photo from the inner pocket of his clothes on his chest, handed it to Jian Xi, and said in a hoarse voice, "Have you seen this woman before?"

The photo has turned yellow, and it looks like it has been kicked in the pocket for many years.

On the photo is a woman wearing a white petal cheongsam, wearing white Sophora japonica branches on her head, and holding an oiled paper umbrella. Unable to stop the smile, he was talking to the woman with his head tilted.

Jian Xi just took a glance and was stunned. Isn't this woman Huai Su?

Huai Su who just bid farewell to him.

"You..." Jian Xi said with a complex expression, "Why do you have her picture?"

"Don't worry about it! You just need to tell me where she is now!" Hong Xiao's expression was horrifying, and he seemed to be about to lose control.

"What are you looking for her for?" After all, Huai Su said that Hong Xiao had killed more than 30 of her clansmen. Could it be that he is going to hunt down Huai Su now and wipe out the roots?

"You don't need to worry about what I want to do with her! I've been looking for her for so many years, and I must find her. I just want to know why she left without saying goodbye!"

"?"

Hearing Hong Xiao's incoherent words, Jian Xi was a little dazed, and he said speechlessly, "No, you have killed more than 30 people from her family, and you came to ask her why she left without saying goodbye? Didn't you secretly Run away and wait to be burned alive by you?"

"What killed more than 30 members of her family? Who killed it? I killed it?! How is it possible?! She is an orphan, where did she come from?" Hong Xiao also yelled back.

Jane Xi: "..."

Is there something wrong with this? ? ?

"Isn't the woman in the photo named Huai Su?"

"Yes, her name is Huai Su!"

"Then is she the white locust flower essence?"

Hong Xiao's face changed suddenly, "She's human! How could she be the essence of white pagoda tree flower!"

"No, when I met her, I could clearly feel that she is a white pagoda tree flower, and she still lives in the painting."

"Living in the painting..." Hong Xiao murmured, "No wonder I've been looking for her for so many years, but I can't find her. So she is hidden in the painting..."

"Oh no, what's the matter? This is, I'm completely confused." Jian Xi rubbed her head with a headache, but all the messy things really came together.

Yu Heng, who had no sense of presence all night, suddenly sneered, "It deserves it."

Jane Xi: "..."

Hong Xiao narrowed his eyes, looked at Yu Heng's gaze, from indifference to surprise, and then suddenly realized that he laughed a few times, "So that's the case! Hahaha, the majestic Vaulted Flower God has also entered reincarnation. It's ridiculous!"

Yu Heng sneered coldly, "I can't compare to the majestic Vulcan, half-hearted, prodigal, remnant flowers and willows, gossips, likes the new and dislikes the old, always abandons at the beginning of chaos, is a good man, sees different things and changes, toward Qin and Muchu, red apricots come out of the wall..."

Jane Xi: "..."

If he hadn't heard Yu Heng babbling out so many harsh words with his own ears, he really couldn't believe that these words came out of Yu Heng's mouth.

Hong Xiao's panting became rough, and it seemed that he was very angry. He suddenly chuckled a few times, and said in an unintelligible way, "The flower god is still the flower god, and he is still so sharp-mouthed, and he doesn't suffer a bit. .”

"I just don't know, will Wang Chuan get bored?"

Yu Heng's face suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at Jian Xi, not sure if Jian Xi would be bored, but for tens of thousands of years, whenever he confronted this annoying Vulcan, he never failed to confront him.

Jane Xi: "..."

Jian Xi rubbed his head, although he didn't know what these two people meant by the flower god and fire god, but he always felt that the scene of the two confronting each other was very familiar to him, as if it had been played out countless times with him.

"Shut up for a while, both of you, I still have something to solve."

Seeing that the two of them were quiet, Jian Xi waved to Hong Xiao and said, "Captain Hong, come over and see if you have any impression of this statue."

Hong Xiao really went over to observe for a while, and then looked at Jian Xi with very complicated eyes, "You let me see what you are doing."

Jane Xi: "..."

The fat bird in Jian Xi's hand suddenly let out a ruthless quacking mocking.

"Okay, tell me, what are you doing here in this remote Tujiaba, don't tell me you received a police report from us, you just rushed here, we haven't called the police for half an hour, you didn't So fast."

"...I felt the breath of Huai Su, and followed it all the time."

As Hong Xiao talked, he saw the big white egg on the heated kang. There was a small blanket around the big white egg, and the Huai Su breath he was following came from that blanket.

Jian Xi followed Hong Xiao's gaze, and her head hurt even more, probably because Huai Su smelled it when she was taking care of Eggy at his house.

Hong Xiao looked at the big white egg, was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed a few times inexplicably.

Having laughed enough, I asked again, "Where is Huai Su?"

"I don't know," Jian Xi spread her hands, "She has already left me."

"However, you can tell me what happened to Huai Su? How did she change from a human to a Huaihua essence?"

"What's more, Captain Hong, even if you don't go to her, Huai Su will come to you. She is suffering day and night, and more than 30 resentful souls of her clan are lingering in her ears. Let her take revenge on you."

Hong Xiao's eyes suddenly turned red, "Since she's not here, I'll leave first."

Then with a bang, he ran out of the door and closed the door.

Jian Xi's head hurt even more, and the episode of Hong Xiao was inserted suddenly, and he forgot where he was just now. It was Wu Chengcheng who reminded him of Wu Chuan, and he remembered that the class leader and the village head had known Wu Chuan for more than ten years. Up to now, it has been enshrining Wuchuan for more than ten years.

On the stage of the wild theater, he did see Wu Chuan, but he always felt that the deaths of Wang Ying and Liu Zhi had something to do with Wu Chuan, but he probably also had something to do with the village head and troupe leader.

And it was a man and a woman who died.

Very much like a tribute.

Jian Xi had a guess in her heart.

In particular, the village head and the troupe master said that the god had spoken, and what he said was that all the troupe members should pay for their lives.

The real possibility of this guess has increased even more.

Jian Xi squinted at the class leader and the village head, and said, "Wang Ying and Liu Zhi are the tributes carefully selected by you, and they are for Wuchuan."

The faces of the village head and class leader suddenly changed.

"That's the way to say it. Why did the idol speak and ask you to pay for your life?"

"You'd better tell the truth, after all, it's not sure whether this idol is still Wuchuan, and it might be the resentful souls of Wang Ying and Liu Zhi."

"Maybe it's these two people who came to ask you to pay for your life."

As Jian Xi's words fell, the idol began to shed blood and tears again, and even in the ears of everyone, there was a miserable and mournful cry that belonged only to the grieving ghost.