hell feng shui department

The cold feeling around slowly faded with the arrival of the white light, and the light of the setting sun fell on the two of them again, which was warm.

Seeing Lu Wangzhi staring at him without saying a word, Zhuang Sui couldn't help but ask, "Did you see something just now? Why did you even untie the hair tie?"

He was only ten centimeters away from Lu Wangzhi's hair, and the soul energy rushed straight into his nose, making his mouth dry, so he had to resist the urge to get closer, and took the hair rope from Lu Wangzhi's hand and tied it on him.

Zhuang Sui's movements were as gentle and careful as possible. It's a pity that he has never tied his hair before. After he tied it up, he didn't see it right. He held his breath and untied it. .

His slightly cold fingertips touched Lu Wangzhi's neck, and the latter regained his senses in shock, feeling that this gesture was too intimate.He took the lanyard from Zhuang Sui, tied it on himself in twos and threes, coughed softly: "It's nothing, it's just dusk, I didn't notice it for a while, I fell into the illusion."

At dusk, when day and night alternate, it is said to be the time of encountering demons, and people are particularly prone to bumping into demons. It is probably because they got enlightened when they were chasing evil spirits, and only then did they have the experience just now.

Zhuang Sui was a little curious: "What kind of illusion?"

"There were two evil spirits pretending to be you and Zhou Huai to confuse me, but I saw through them all," Lu Wangzhi said.

Zhuang Sui asked again: "How did you see through it?"

Lu Wangzhi: "The shadow playing Zhou Huai has not been taken away. I still pretend to be someone who painted "Scream" on the wall, and the painting is so ugly."

"what about me."

"You..." Lu Wangzhi's voice suddenly stopped.

Smiling wrongly, looking at him with wrong eyes, wrong movements, nothing wrong with him, it doesn’t matter if he untied his head rope and didn’t stop him, and he hasn’t put a golden protection on him yet.

Since when did the image of Zhuang Sui in his heart become so concrete?

Lu Wangzhi couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the braid tied behind his head, thinking of the scene when Zhuang Sui was anxious to tie his hair just now, his heart felt slightly hot.

Zhuang Sui, who still didn't get an answer, asked in doubt, "Huh?"

"..." Lu Wangzhi regained his composure and said calmly, "The one that turned into you, beat around the bush and wanted me to untie the rope, probably aimed at my soul."

Zhuang Sui's face changed slightly: "Then you still untie it?" Guichajia said before that the spirit body is eager to eat Lu Wangzhi, and when he thinks of those evil spirits pretending to be him and drooling at Lu Wangzhi, his liver hurts .

"Anyway, I can't eat it anyway. One was pierced by me, and the other was cut in half by me. Let's treat it as a pre-death welfare for them." Lu Wangzhi looked around and found that the illusion was broken. After that, the David who followed the fake Zhuang Sui also disappeared, "Have you seen David?"

"Should still be with Zhou Huai, just send a WeChat message and ask Zhou Huai." Zhuang Sui took out his mobile phone and typed.

Lu Wangzhi half leaned against the window and looked out, and the laughter of children in the square could be heard far away. He suddenly found that the scene outside was no different from what he had imagined just now, and even the angle of the tree shadow had not changed.

Putting a hand on his shoulder: "Let's go, let's walk around carefully and get rid of all the evil spirits."

Lu Wangzhi withdrew his gaze playfully, and saw Zhuang Sui's shadow dragging behind him while looking at Zhuang Sui.

The shadow was cast on the ground normally, but just when his eyes were about to catch Zhuang Sui's face, the shadow suddenly shifted and folded onto the wall next to him.It became very tall, and even though the height of the ceiling limited its extension, it was still recognizable as a behemoth.

The sound of children playing, the warmth of the setting sun, Zhuang Sui's hand on his shoulder... everything suddenly went away, and only he and the shadow were left staring at each other. He didn't know what it looked like, but he could see the strong Sharp claws growing from its slender body.There is a familiar yet unfamiliar smell in the air, like the smell on Zhuang's body, but it is very different. It reveals the freshness of the clear spring in the forest, mixed with a little bit of dampness from the cool mountain breeze.

Lu Wangzhi relaxed his vigilance for no reason, and stared at the shadow for a while in a daze.

Until someone poked him in the face: "Why are you still in a daze?"

He grabbed the restless finger suddenly, as if grasping the spinning top of reality, the huge shadow on the wall disappeared in an instant, and those things that had gone away came back.

"Stuck again?" Even though his fingers were caught, Zhuang Sui still poked Lu Wangzhi's face sparing no effort, but the poking wasn't quite right. He bent his fingers and scratched up and down like a kitten, When Lu Wangzhi finally turned his face to stare at him, he said shamelessly, "Are you awake? Scratch again?"

"Don't make trouble if it's itchy!" Lu Wangzhi pulled Zhuang Sui's hand away, "Isn't the time of encountering the devil too long?"

He looked out the window while talking, the sun finally set, the light changed anyway, and Zhuang Sui's shadow on the other side also returned to normal.But even though everything around him has returned to its original state, the tall shadow in the illusion has been deeply imprinted in Lu Wangzhi's heart, giving him the illusion that it is not an illusion.

Zhuang Sui probably felt that the situation today was a bit strange: "How long has Mo Yi been out? My house is full of evil spirits, and she hasn't come back yet."

The two had to go around and check, but they didn't know whether it was the time when the day and night alternated, or some of the evil spirits had been cleared by Lu Wangzhi. They searched up and down, but found no other evil spirits, even the wounded one. The aunt who lost her arm also disappeared, probably an illusion.

Zhou Huai and David were staying on the first floor. They had posted evil spirit talismans in some important positions, but Zhou Huai had obviously been haunted by phantoms before. He felt that the talismans were not enough, so he planned to go back to work to get some more. .

Zhuang Sui proposed to eat first, and if Mo Yi came back after eating, he would simply set up a formation to ward off evil spirits.

David didn't go with them because he was still practicing. The three of them went to a nearby restaurant to deal with a meal. After eating, they returned to the Children's Palace and there was still no sign of Mo Yi, and there was no news from Dansan.

"Zhou Huai went back to get three sets of evil spirit talismans." Zhuang Sui said, "I'll go to the museum and meet up at eight o'clock to set up the formation."

Zhou Huai went straight to work, and Lu Wangzhi followed Zhuang Sui: "Why do you want to go to the museum?"

"The museum is filled with real old objects. The formation is very easy to use, and the effect is multiplied. Every time there is an important formation that needs cloth, I go there to borrow it."

Lu Wangzhi's face suddenly became a little strange: "Aren't those all cultural relics? Can you borrow them casually?"

"Certainly you can't borrow cultural relics, but Master Qiao has a lot of collections himself, so you can just borrow his."

The Children's Palace is on the west side of the central axis, separated from the west tower by a grand theater, and the museum is diagonally opposite to it, just in front of the east tower.

Lu Wangzhi looked back at the Children's Palace. He had always had a question in his mind since he saw through the illusion.

"Is there any special attention to Fengshui in the Children's Palace?" Xiaoxian, who was guarding the palace, was away for a while, but he was able to attract so many evil spirits.

Zhuang Sui said: "It's not just that, look at the shapes of these four buildings."

Lu Wangzhi took a closer look and found that the Children's Palace and the Grand Theater on the west side were relatively round in shape, without obvious sharp corners. On the contrary, the library and museum on the east side were all square and angular.

Combined with the orientation, you can understand it. There is a saying in Fengshui that "the green dragon on the left should be higher, and the white tiger on the right should be lower". However, the west tower of the western white tiger is cylindrical, and in terms of height, the east tower is nearly [-] meters higher than the west tower.

Today, the Grand Theater of the Children’s Palace is equivalent to the White Tiger’s Den, and the museum library is equivalent to the Qinglong’s Den, so the shapes naturally have to correspond to each other.They seem useless, but they are the habitat of white tigers and green dragons. This level of importance is not comparable to ordinary buildings.

Lu Wangzhi was a little stunned, thinking that it was no wonder Xiaoxian was needed to guard it, because it was all about real luck, and it was especially easy to attract evil spirits.

The two walked through the central axis square while talking. The museum was closed at this time, but there were security guards. Zhuang Sui and Lu Wangzhi showed their IDs and entered smoothly.They took the elevator up to the third floor. On this floor, only one exhibition hall dedicated to wood carvings was still open. The two walked through the dazzling array of exhibits, and found the largest golden lacquer shrine in a separate small hall at the end. .

The shrine has spirits, and as soon as the two of them approached within two meters of it, a ball of light floated from above and fell to the ground.A young man wearing young master's costume from the 20s came out of the light, first bowed to Zhuang Sui, and then nodded to Lu Wangzhi.

"Why did Mr. Zhuang come so late?" Young Master Qiao smiled very forcedly when he saw Zhuang Sui for some reason.

Zhuang Sui said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, we won't be late, I came to ask you to borrow some things to set up the formation."

Master Qiao smiled even more forcedly now: "What's the rush?"

"Mo Yi is nowhere to be found. A bunch of evil spirits entered the Children's Palace in the evening. I'm afraid that if she doesn't see anyone tonight, the evil spirits will accumulate more and more. If the feng shui in the west is bad, something may happen to the white tiger seat in Sita."

Master Qiao's complexion changed when he heard it: "The ink clothes disappeared? When did it happen?"

Zhuang Sui said: "I'm not sure yet. Anyway, I haven't seen her all day. I asked Dan San to look for her in Dongyun Mountain, but there is no news yet. This matter cannot be delayed. It is best to set up a formation before finding her." Take it easy, let the aura of the Children's Palace stabilize first."

Master Qiao also knew the priorities. Although he obviously didn't want to borrow his collection, he also knew that those things were more useful, so he sighed: "Then come with me."

The two of them followed Young Master Qiao into the next room, turned around and walked out of the exhibition hall area, and came to a storage room.

The storage room is full of things, the four walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings, and there are many cabinets with various ancient books and ornaments. Although they all look old, they are well preserved and have not fallen into dust.

"Choose, pick whichever you like." Having said that, Master Qiao couldn't hide the pain on his face.

Zhuang Sui was not polite, he walked back and forth among the rows of cabinets a few times, picked up some things like pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and when he turned around for the fifth time, he pointed suspiciously at an empty cabinet on the wall. Location: "Isn't there a landscape painting here before? Where did it go?"

Master Qiao asked, "Do you want that?"

Zhuang Sui nodded: "That painting is pretty good."

Young Master Qiao's expression froze, thinking that of course it's good, it's something from the Southern Song Dynasty, if the author was not famous at all, it would have been exhibited in the museum long ago.

"That painting won't work." He took a deep breath and said.

"Why not?" Zhuang Suiqi asked.

"You'll know it when you see it." Young Master Qiao floated to a cabinet in the corner and motioned for Zhuang Sui to go over.

He took out a folded brocade box from the cabinet, opened it, took out a scroll from it, and handed it to Zhuang Sui.

Zhuang Sui took a step back and opened the scroll, and Lu Wangzhi was standing next to him, and saw that it was indeed a landscape painting, with exquisite brushwork and extraordinary interest, but for some reason, a child was drawn in the visual center of the picture.

The child was leaning against a tree, his right eye was blocked by the hanging leaves, and he could only see the left eye and the parts below his nose, but his mouth was wide open, his face was pale, and he seemed very weak.There is also something strange in the depths of the mountains and forests in the distance. There is a small path hidden there, and there are four vague figures walking there together. In short, it is a good landscape painting. Obviously the landscape is good, but this person's painting is particularly incomprehensible.

Lu Wangzhi was looking at it strangely, and Zhuang Sui snorted next to him: "Why are there so many people? Are you drinking too much and practicing painting indiscriminately?"

Young Master Qiao blushed and became angry: "I won't play this kind of wine madness when I drink alcohol!"

"Then who drew it? Isn't it too wicked?" Zhuang Sui lowered his head and stared at those people carefully, "The lines are actually not bad, and the expressions are vivid, but they are too vivid. Why is the child under the tree crying? A face?"

This is also the most puzzling part of Master Qiao: "I just want to know. It appeared yesterday by itself. I was reading a book next to it. When I looked up, I suddenly saw it. I almost thought I was dazzled."

Lu Wangzhi was taken aback when he heard that: "People appear by themselves?"

Young Master Qiao turned his head when he heard the voice: "That's right, I saw with my own eyes that several people gradually appeared in the painting, and even the mountains and forests are a little different."

He said and pointed to the distant mountain peak on the painting: "It's right here, originally there was only a sea of ​​clouds, and there was no such hill."

Lu Wangzhi seemed to be lost in thought, and he raised his head after several seconds. He looked back and forth at Zhuang Sui and Master Qiao.

"Could it be a painting spirit?"

Master Qiao blinked: "Hua Ling? But I have checked this painting, and there is no sign of becoming a spirit."

"It's not the spirited kind." Lu Wangzhi shook his head. "I heard a story before. It said that in a certain place in ancient times, a couple went home in a sedan chair on a mountain road. They were robbed by thieves on the way. They crashed down the cliff with a sedan chair. This incident became a mystery because there was no evidence. But the strange thing is that there was a completely unrelated person. The painting in his house suddenly changed, and this person appeared in the painting. The scene of robbery in the case, the appearance of the victim and the murderer are all so lifelike, the government went to catch people according to the pictures, and they actually caught them.”