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Yi Qingchen and Hua Shenchi looked at each other, the former smiled helplessly, sat down on the side of the couch, and tried to persuade Jiang Zhige, "Brother Jiang, if you didn't want to say it in the past, I would definitely not force you, but now The whereabouts of the ghost-faced lord is related to the direction of the shark pearl, so I can't just sit idly by. At least you should tell us where the ghost-faced lord went after last night, right?"

Jiang Zhige just realized about the Shark Pearl, squeezed the brocade quilt covering his body tightly, frowned and said, "He...should still be in the city..."

"Huh?" Yi Qingchen was taken aback.

After getting the shark bead, he didn't leave immediately. What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of Mr. Ghost Face?

Yi Qingchen thought for a moment, then asked Jiang Zhige, "Brother Jiang, do you know where he is hiding?" Yi Qingchen noticed that when this question was asked, Jiang Zhige subconsciously opened his mouth, but closed it for Shengsheng Obviously, Jiang Zhige should know something inside, but he chose to hide it.Yi Qingchen didn't continue to question, but comforted Jiang Zhige, and left the room with Hua Shenchi on his arm.

Walking to a place farther away from the room, Yi Qingchen suppressed his throat and said in a voice that only he and Hua Shenchi could hear clearly, "He should know everything." Hua Shenchi didn't speak, just With a faint "hmm", Yi Qingchen said again, "If Mr. Ghost Mian chooses to stay in Jiangling, it means that the purpose of his trip is not only the shark bead, but there is something unfinished."

"No matter what happens, there must be a cause and effect. There should be a reason why he only chose to cause chaos in Jiangling and nearby areas. I always think that the cause of these things is the reason why the Ghost Faced Lord continues to stay here. …”

Hua Shenchi said lightly, "So you think that since he would set fire to the troupe, he must be involved with the troupe?"

"It's true that this troupe is very interesting, isn't it?" Yi Qingchen sneered, "You said such a small child, why is he wandering on the street in the middle of the night?"

Yi Qingchen recalled the life of an actor he saw on the ruins of the old theater troupe, and told Hua Shenchi about the weirdness in it. Others might not believe the strange powers he said, but Hua Shenchi himself is a strange one. The existence of God must be understandable.

After hearing this, Hua Shenchi really fell into deep thought, "You mean, what did that actor want to tell you, that's why he let you see his life, but the story is very weird and fragmented, illogical?"

Yi Qingchen nodded, "An actor who suffered from tuberculosis when he was young, and not long ago he was able to stand on the stage and sing, how can you think of it, it is unreasonable. Could it be that he has some magical medicine in his hand that attracts others to covet him, so he killed him?" ? And the girl in plain clothes who mourned for him did say that someone coveted the actor's property, so I wonder if..."

Hua Shenchi did not directly affirm or deny this answer, but only said, "Go to the theater troupe and ask."

Yi Qingchen was overjoyed when he heard that, and said in disbelief, "You're not stopping me?"

Hua Shenchi glanced at Yi Qingchen, who was full of energy, and shook his head, "The poison is gone, I just want you to lie down, I just want you to rest more, since you yearn for the truth so much, you don't want to stop you." I will take a good rest, why not accompany you to investigate the case together."

Yi Qingchen opened his mouth in astonishment, joy in his heart, and was about to praise Hua Shenchi when he suddenly remembered something important, so he asked, "By the way, what did you do to Lord Bat afterwards?"

Hua Shenchi was silent for a moment, reached out and rubbed Yi Qingchen's head, and wrote lightly, "It's nothing, it's just that he poisoned you, so I also poisoned him... that's all. "After that, he added, "I have let him go back to take a message."

With words?What words?

Yi Qingchen was curious, but Hua Shenchi kept silent and walked slowly towards the stairs.

Yi Qingchen hurriedly called him, "I suddenly remembered that we are all gone, what about Brother Jiang?" Running away, although she has a bit of a temper, she is a very measured girl after all, but just in case, Yi Qingchen knocked on Zhaoyu's door. After a while, Zhaoyu responded dissatisfiedly from inside the room, " how?"

Yi Qingchen said casually, "Mu Mu and I are going to the theatrical troupe, and Brother Jiang will take care of you." Zhao Yu kept silent, and Yi Qingchen assumed her acquiescence, and went downstairs with Hua Shenchi one after the other.

This time, the girl in plain clothes did not appear in the corner of the inn, Yi Qingchen suddenly remembered that he was still holding the basket that the girl dropped in his hand before he passed out, so he asked Hua Shenchi, "Did you see my basket? "Hua Shenchi thought for a while and said, "That kid recognized the basket, so let him take it back first."

Yi Qingchen nodded, and asked Hua Shenchi one more thing, "You went to the yamen to find out some useful information? The yamen should have gone to the theater troupe to ask for testimony, and the people in the theater troupe are very concerned about the yamen. What's the attitude?"

Hua Shenchi said lightly, "The theater troupe is very cooperative with the yamen, and they have a stack of certificates. They should have asked everyone they could ask, but there is no useful evidence." With such an answer, Yi Qingchen roughly had a score in his mind He naturally didn't need to ask those questions that the yamen had asked.

When passing by the pastry shop, Yi Qingchen stopped by to buy some pastry gift boxes as a gift for visiting the theater troupe. Before leaving, the shopkeeper asked for two sugar bags to please the children. One of the sugar bags was embroidered with a hydrangea flower. Yi Qingchen thought it was unique, so he gave it to Hua Shenchi.

Hua Shenchi took the sugar bag, looked at Yi Qingchen for no reason, and Yi Qingchen laughed and said, "'Sesame candy, peanut candy, cloud slice candy, osmanthus candy, the candies are so sweet to the heart, my sweetheart will marry you back! Home.' This is a nursery rhyme in our hometown. I heard Jiuer sing it once, so I remembered it. Why are you looking at me like this? Don't you like it?"

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The two came to the academy where the theater troupe was located again, because it was still early in the day, and the theater troupe hadn't spread out yet, there was a babbling and hanging voice coming from the courtyard, but the gate was closed from the inside.

Yi Qingchen knocked on the iron ring on the door, and the hanging voice stopped at the same time, and turned into a rustling voice. After a long while, an old man in cloth clothes who looked like a manager came to answer the door, but he didn't let him Yi Qingchen planned to enter the house, "Who are you two looking for?"

Yi Qingchen stuffed the gift box in through the gap, and took a look into the yard, but didn't see the child from last night, so he asked, "Do you have a child of this age here?" Made gestures at the waist.

The cloth-shirted old man seemed to recognize what Yi Qingchen was pointing at, "Maomao? Why do you want him?"

Yi Qingchen then told the old man what happened last night, and the old man opened the door clearly just now, and made way for Yi Qingchen, "It's Maomao's benefactor, please sit in the room." On the way to the teahouse, Yi Qingchen Qingchen deliberately paid attention to the expressions of the actors on stage, some were curious and nosy, some had nothing to do with their own affairs, and some were lying on the side taking a nap, none of them were malicious.

It wasn't until they were seated in the house and the hot tea was served that the old man in cloth shirt said to Yi Qingchen, "This old man is in charge of the accounts in this troupe. Everyone calls me Manager Wu. That kid Mao Mao is sleeping in the room. Let's see him." I was frightened last night, so I didn't deliberately call him to get up early to practice exercises today, but benefactor came in person, so I called him over."

Manager Wu treated others generously, as if he didn't seem to want to hide anything, Yi Qingchen thought about it for a moment, and then explained the reason for coming here to Manager Wu, "Actually, I... am a charlatan."

Hearing the words, Hua Shenchi glanced at Yi Qingchen, his eyes concealed the intention of watching a drama, but fortunately, it was covered by the black gauze hanging down from the brim of his hat, so that he would not be seen by Guanshi Wu.

Wu Guanshi asked curiously "Oh?", waiting for the next sentence, Yi Qingchen said, "I passed by the ruins in the south of the city last night, and wanted to cast a spell to save the souls of the dead, but when I passed by the ruins of the theater troupe, I saw a man in a wedding gown. The actor, singing some drama words like "Jianglang" and "16 years", this spirit has deep resentment, Panhuan is unwilling to leave, and cannot be easily rescued. If you don't try to ask him to leave, as time goes by, it will Turning into a lonely ghost and causing disaster everywhere..."

What Yi Qingchen said was half-truth and half-false, but in Wu Guanshi's eyes, it looked like that, especially when he uttered the two lines "Jiang Lang" and "16 years". His face froze, "So the young master is actually here to exorcise ghosts?"

Yi Qingchen nodded sincerely, "Yes, so I don't know if you can tell me something about the obsession in this ghost's life? Only by untying the obsession can one be transformed. Numerology is very mysterious. Leaving these things in the world has reversed the yin and yang of this place, and I am afraid that the life of the local residents will not be so easy in a hundred years."

Yi Qingchen learned from Zhenzhen the words of the fairy family, and it was very useful to coax Guanshi Wu. The old man was sweating immediately, "This, this... that child Taketori, really can do this Heartless?" Yi Qingchen added fuel to the fire, "Ghosts will forget a lot of their lives, and only remember their obsessions clearly, and they can do anything to achieve their obsessions."

The smile on Wu Guanshi's face could no longer hold back, and turned into a sad expression, "Young master, let me think about it, this kid Taketori is very gentle, and he rarely talks on weekdays, and almost no one knows what he is thinking. ..."

Just at this time, the child called Mao Mao was brought over by other opera actors. The child was fair and clean, and his face was also very delicate. After seeing Guan Wu, he first bowed respectfully, and then he was in Wu Guanshi's place. Under the guidance, I thanked Yi Qingchen for saving his life.

Yi Qingchen scrutinized this child, always felt that his eyes were dark and his gaze was erratic, and he should be very scheming, but after all, he was a young child, so he handed him the sugar bag he had prepared earlier, and asked, "Why did you go there last night? Don't you know that this street is haunted?"

The child's eyes flashed, "I know, I followed the ghost."

Yi Qingchen was a little confused, so Manager Wu helped to explain, "This child was originally a Danjiao student with Taketori, and he had a very good relationship with Taketori. When Taketori died suddenly, the government even conducted an autopsy, but he But insisting that Taketori is not dead, you have to see it with your own eyes to believe it." Yi Qingchen nodded clearly, then turned to look at Mao Mao, "Why do you think Taketori is not dead?"

Mao Mao hesitated and refused to speak, and after a long while, he finally choked out a sentence, "If you're not dead, you're not dead, why are there so many?"

Manager Wu immediately reprimanded Maomao, "Why did you talk to benefactor?"

Yi Qingchen hurriedly persuaded him, "It's okay, the child just speaks straight, I won't take it to heart..." When he said this, Yi Qingchen always felt that You Dao's eyes were always on him, He followed this look, and found the girl in plain clothes who had lost the bamboo basket that day outside the door.

Mao Mao also followed Yi Qingchen's gaze and found Su Yi girl, called "Sister Hui Ye", and fell into the latter's arms, as if how Yi Qingchen and the others had bullied him.

The girl in Suyi held Mao Mao in her arms, and nodded politely to Guanshi Wu, "If there is nothing wrong, I will take him back."

Steward Wu looked at Yi Qingchen solicitingly, Yi Qingchen thought for a moment, and felt that it was a good time, so he planned to let the two of them stay and ask together, but Miss Suyi said before him, "Yesterday In the ruins, I mistakenly thought that the young master was just someone who coveted Taketori's property, so I apologize to the young master here, but Brother Taketori really doesn't have any obsessions. If you don't believe me, you can check it out. No one can answer the son's question..."

Yi Qingchen looked at Mao Mao thoughtfully, and asked again, "Then why did he say that Taketori is not dead?" The girl in Su Yi stretched out her hand and rubbed Mao Mao's head, and argued, "Every child is talking nonsense. If you think about this today, you will think about that tomorrow, there is no definite number, it is unbelievable."

Yi Qingchen saw that Miss Suyi was determined not to say more, so she stopped forcing her and let her lead Mao Mao back to the house. Manager Wu kept apologizing to Yi Qingchen, and Yi Qingchen turned to ask him another question. One question, "Things that have been used in one's life can also be cherished. Where are Taketori's relics now?"

Unexpectedly, Manager Wu did not answer directly this time, but hesitated for a long time before saying, "The yamen has already taken it as evidence." Yi Qingchen looked at Hua Chenchi upon hearing the words, and saw Hua Chenchi Shaking his head, Yi Qingchen understood, "Since that's the case, then don't bother me any more. Hey, it's not easy to exorcise demons. If the person in charge is willing, can you donate some yellow paper and cinnabar money?"

Yi Qingchen did a full set of acting, he really looked like a charlatan who was swindled for money, finally begged for some money, and dispelled Wu Guanshi's vigilance towards him, and Wu Guanshi's action was indeed not a small one, Yi Qingchen weighed the heavy purse in his hand and thanked him, then led Hua Shenchi away.

"You say a theater that can't even afford to rent a place, where does it get so much money?"

On the way back, Yi Qingchen asked Hua Shenchi, Hua Shenchi glanced at the money bag, and said lightly, "I probably don't want you to go there again." Although the answer was not what the question was asked, it also confirmed Yi Qingchen's conjecture, " This manager Wu really looks like him." Hua Shenchi nodded, "So where did you make an appointment with Miss Huiye?" Yi Qingchen looked at Hua Shenchi in shock when he heard that, and said in disbelief, "You discovered all of this?"

Hua Shenchi raised the corners of his lips, "You didn't hide it from me when you stuffed the note into the sugar bag."

Yi Qingchen laughed just now, and said quite proudly, "Am I very smart? I made an appointment to meet in the inn at noon, but I don't know if he will come to the appointment." After finishing speaking, he beat the flower with his hand Chi's waist, "Do you have any sugar left? I think sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored pastries are delicious."

Hua Shenchi took out the sugar bag from his sleeve, and said lightly, "I think so too, I can take some with me when I go back."