The strange case of the demon book

"Ghost, I met a ghost—" Huo Wencai said with a trembling voice.His face was pale, and Ma Wenrui's heart also rose.

"Wencai, take your time first." He said and brought Huo Wencai a glass of water with the kettle in the corner.Huo Wen recovered after drinking the water.Huo Wen took a deep breath——

He really wanted to give himself a slap in the face, when he was in Foshan, he was not afraid of anything, but when he came to Guangzhou, he was as timid as a mouse when he encountered such a horrible thing.And that Taoist liar, he must find him to settle accounts.

After all, it was the first time he encountered such a terrifying thing, and Huo Wen was not so afraid after he recovered.People are like this, there is infinite fear of things that cannot be seen or touched; but after knowing what the other party is, I have a bottom line in my heart, even if there is still such a trace of fear, it is not so fearful.

"There are ghosts in Leshan Theater." Huo Wencai said with a stiff face.

"What? Ghost?!"

Therefore, Huo Wencai told Ma Wenrui about the strange opera singing these days and what happened tonight. After hearing this, Ma Wenrui still had a bit of disbelief on his face.

"Brother, what you met is someone. Maybe someone is playing with you."

In order to convince Ma Wenrui, Huo Wencai raised his head to let Ma Wenrui check the neck that was strangled by the faceless actor——

Black fingerprints.

"This..." At first glance, the fingerprints are not traces left by someone pinching.But he has been patrolling Taiping Street for so many years, but he has never encountered such a weird ride.

"If you don't believe me, let's wait and see at the Leshan Theater tomorrow." Huo Wencai said.

"That's good." Ma Wenrui could only say.He also knows the truth of the matter.Only Huo Wencai was going to give Wei Zong an explanation for the gunshot.

Huo Wencai was not worried about this explanation, he believed that Wei Zong could solve it for himself and believed in himself.

After the clock tower struck two o'clock, the two left and went home to sleep.When Huo Wencai passed the Leshan Theater again, he saw that the door of the Leshan Theater was still open, and the black hole inside seemed to be able to swallow everything.Huo Wen breathed a sigh of relief when he touched his penis and walked through Taiping Street unharmed.

After he left Taiping Street, a shadow appeared on Taiping Street. Humming an opera, he stepped in front of the Leshan Theater.

Not long after, the sound of singing came from Leshan Theater again...

Huo Wen just returned to Lantern Street to light the lantern hanging in front of his house and go upstairs.

Frightened, Huo Wen tossed and turned before falling asleep in a daze.This night, he was once again haunted by nightmares, in which the faceless Zhengdan strangled his neck and made it difficult for him to breathe.Just when he thought he was going to die, he was awakened.Huo Wen just got up sweating profusely. He picked up the lantern that fell to the ground and woke him up, registered and went downstairs to the courtyard to wash and eat.After finishing it, Huo Wencai went out to the Temple of the City God.

After arriving at the Temple of the City God.When the fortune teller in the distance saw him, he even left his stall and ran away.Huo Wencai cursed in his heart and chased after him——

"Don't run! You old liar!"

How could the fortune teller care about Huo Wencai? If he didn't run away, he would be dead. He really didn't know that he would kick Huo Wencai's iron plate.

But who is Huo Wen, he has kung fu.The fortune teller purposely sneaked into the crowd in order to use the crowd to stop Huo Wencai for him.Huo Wencai looked left and right, and he jumped up, using the roadside wall as a fulcrum, stepped on someone, and leaped to the fortune teller.Huo Wencai turned around, and the fortune teller wanted to turn around and run away when he saw Huo Wencai in front of him. Huo Wencai grabbed the fortune teller, and the fortune teller shouted: "Forgive me!"

"See how I settle accounts with you!"

Huo Wencai carried the fortune-teller back to the City God's Temple, and Ma Wenrui watched happily as Huo Wencai carried the fortune-teller to his booth and sat down.

"Wen Rui, give me a bowl of Jiuniang Yuanzi, the biggest bowl."

"Okay." Then he filled a big bowl for Huo Wencai.Huo Wencai trained the fortune-teller while eating rice balls made of wine.

"You liar, hurry up and return my money." Huo Wencai said coldly to the fortune teller.If this was Foshan, he would have beaten him up long ago.The fortune teller knew that he could not escape Huo Wencai's grasp today, so he returned all the money he cheated from Huo Wencai to Huo Wencai.

After Huo Wencai accepted all his copper coins, he said, "Your talisman almost killed me. Why do you know that I met such a ghost?"

"I, I heard what you and Boss Ma said..."

It turned out that the fortune teller heard Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui's words, and saw that Huo Wencai's expression was a little strange, so he deduced that Huo Wencai had encountered a ghost.And because Huo Wen was eager to get rid of those scary things, he fell into the trick of the fortune teller.That's why the talisman water that Huo Wen drank and the talisman were completely useless.

After hearing what the fortune teller said, Huo Wen was twisted in his heart.

Since he entered Guangzhou City, there has not been a smooth day.Who did he recruit and who did he offend?How one thing after another fell on him!

Huo Wencai couldn't ask any more questions.

In the end, the fortune teller asked him to invite the lingpo over at Baiziheng.Huo Wen didn't bother to say any more. He said to the fortune teller: "Pay the bill."

"What?"

"The money from Jiuniang Yuanzi."

With tears in his eyes, the fortune teller took out a copper coin and paid it to Ma Wenrui, who happily accepted it.After Huo Wencai stayed for a while, he went to the police station to find Wei Zong and told Wei Zong about it. After Wei Zong informed him in Wei Zong's office, Wei Zong just patted Huo Wencai on the shoulder.

"I know about this, you go."

Huo Wen just left the police station and scratched his head: Brother Wei, what do you know?

After the changing of the guard in the afternoon, Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui went back to the Red House after a round, and then discussed the adventure trip tonight.Ma Wenrui stared at Huo Wencai's neck: "Wencai, the marks on your neck are getting deeper and deeper."

Huo Wen just touched his neck, but he didn't feel anything.It's like being choked when you sleep.Huo Wencai: "This matter must be clarified."

As the sky gradually darkened, Ma Wenrui, who had been patrolling Taiping Street for many years, inexplicably felt that this Taiping Street was unusual after hearing a series of strange things Huo Wencai said.He really didn't believe in ghosts, but the marks on Huo Wencai's neck were not deceiving.In order not to leave this lump in his heart, tonight he and Huo Wencai will sneak into the Leshan Theater to watch the faceless Zhengdan ghost.

Before the two of them arrived at the Leshan Theater, this time was the opening time of the Leshan Theater.The receptionist at the door welcomes the guests who come to watch the play.Ma Wenrui stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

"Oh, horse patrolman." The waiter said with a smile on his face.

Ma Wenrui has been patrolling Taiping Street for several years and has already become familiar with these neighbors.

"Master Fang, business is going well tonight," Ma Wenrui said.

"Delayed your blessing." The receptionist in front of the Leshan Theater returned.

"No one is making trouble in the theater recently. If there is any, call me anytime, I'll catch them all and shut them down." Ma Wenrui said.

In the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, theaters and teahouses and taverns were the places where troubles were most likely to be caused. Those nobles could fight and fight for some trivial matters and caused troubles for no reason, which provided after-dinner news for the people of Guangzhou City.

"No one is making trouble during this time, and it's the show of the Yongming Troupe now. If anyone wants to make trouble, I'm afraid those who want to go to the show won't be able to see it." Waiter Fang said.

Ma Wenrui understands that if anyone wants to make trouble in the theater in the theater of Yongming Troupe, the martial arts students of Yongming Troupe will not only throw the other party out of the theater, but also stop acting.Knowing this rule, those who want to make trouble have restrained a lot.

"Yongming troupe. Hey~ I know. Is there a martial artist named Baojun in this troupe? His kung fu is really good." Ma Wenrui said with a smile.

"Yes." Waiter Fang replied.

"Mr. Fang, is there any scene with Mr. Qianliju recently?" Ma Wenrui said.He is a fan of Mr. Qianliju's drama, and his favorites are Mr. Qianliju's "Golden Leaf Chrysanthemum" and "Swallow House".

"No." Waiter Fang said.As for Mr. Qianliju, Leshan Theater competed fiercely with Guangqing, Daguan and Tongqing, and they all hoped that Mr. Qianliju would sing a song in their own theater.In this way, their theater has truly established itself as the largest theater in Guangzhou City.

Ma Wenrui chatted with receptionist Fang again.

"Receptionist Fang, there were thieves in Taiping Street last night, you didn't lose anything at Leshan Theater, right?"

"No. I'll open the door in the morning. The front and back doors of the theater are locked."

"It's not the best. Lock the door tightly in the future. The thieves outside are very arrogant."

"That's for sure."

Ma Wenrui's heart sank, the Leshan Theater was obviously open last night after they left.How to get to the reception here has become a lock.

Who locked it?is a person?Or a ghost?

Ma Wenrui and Huo Wen returned to the red room to wait for midnight.

The aristocratic family passed away slowly, and after the bell tower in Guangzhou City rang, the spectators in the Leshan Theater slowly left the theater.Host Fang checked everything in the theater and locked the door.

After Party Fang left, Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui went to the gate of Leshan Theater.Ma Wenrui picked up the lock and weighed it: "The key to this lock is broken, and Leshan Theater will ask the people from the police station to check."

"I have a solution, it's up to me." Huo Wencai said.He took the needle he had prepared a long time ago from his boot and inserted it into the lock.After a while, there was a "click" sound, and the front door of Leshan Theater was easily opened by Huo Wencai.

"Brother, it's amazing." Ma Wenrui praised.

"Let's go."

The door of Leshan Theater opened slowly, and the two entered Leshan Theater.The Leshan Theater, which can accommodate more than 1000 people, is divided into upper and lower floors. The lower floor is the east and west seats on both sides, and the middle is the aisle.The inside of the Leshan Theater was dark, and the two sneaked up to the second floor from both sides of the back seats on the first floor, and then turned the tables of the two chapters sideways to block the railing.The two of them hid behind this table.

In the dark, they waited for the appearance of the faceless actor.

When the bell of the Guangzhou City Bell Tower rang at one o'clock, the lights on the stage suddenly lit up——

"The spring is full of thousands of flowers, and the scenery of the three springs has never been seen..."

That misty drama has spread to every corner of Leshan Theater...