[You have successfully seen the foul smell in your spiritual vision by concentrating your concentration, and your inspiration has gained some experience.]
Zheng Xiu was not in the mood to check his experience level at this moment. He waved his hand away impatiently and turned around to ask the others.
"How come this peace charm is under Er Niang's pillow?"
The young man looked back and saw that his handsome appearance, his calm temperament, and his majestic tone seemed to be printed in the same mold as the master.
Zhizhi, Pingping, and Lily usually take care of the master's daily life and are very familiar with him. Now, the young man's glance made them subconsciously tighten their legs, secretly thinking that he is really his bloodline, and there is no way he can be wrong.
If there was some doubt before, now there is solid evidence.
Zhizhi answered honestly: "It's the peace charm that Er Niang asked for for me personally. I wanted to send him to jail as soon as possible to protect my safety, but recently there have been a series of murders in the imperial city. Since Shi Wentong's death, many officials have
I came here for an inspection and delayed the matter."
"Later, the master was wronged by the 'Princess Yurun Murder Case' and was taken to the Wangtiantai. The Wangtiantai was heavily guarded. Even if he offered to bribe Mr. Liu with death, he would not accept it. It is said that this rule is ironclad. It's true.
I didn’t dare to break it, so I didn’t hand over this peace charm.”
Pingping raised her hand and added: "Er Niang put it under her pillow herself. After Er Niang fell ill, we checked carefully and found that the safety kit was empty. There is indeed nothing unusual about it."
Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth: "Has Er Niang always been carrying this safety kit?"
Lily nodded and spoke in a crisp voice, attracting everyone's attention: "Yes, Er Niang always tries to find ways to keep the master safe, so she always carries it with her and never lets us touch it."
wrong.
wrong.
wrong!
It's empty inside, which is the biggest weirdness!
Zheng Xiu is very sure that there is a bunch of normal hair in this peace charm. Now it is empty. Unless Zheng Erniang lost it herself, it will never be empty!
Recalling Er Niang's previous actions, when she handed the safety kit to Zheng Xiu "last time", she repeatedly told her not to open it, otherwise it would not be effective. It can be seen that Er Niang is superstitious about this and believes that sincerity will lead to success. She will never open it herself.
Go inside the hair.
hair!
Zheng Xiu clenched the empty brocade bag, approached Er Niang, and reached out to touch Er Niang's head.
Touching and touching, Zheng Xiu's expression changed, and he felt a small bump on the back of Zheng Erniang's head.
"Zhizhi! Come help!"
Zheng Xiu didn't care about her young clothes. With Zhi Zhi's support, Zheng Xiu helped Er Niang up and brushed away the long, tarnished hair.
Zhizhi has been paying attention to the young master's actions and doesn't know what they mean.
But when Zheng Xiu pushed back his hair and exposed Zheng Erniang's scalp.
Zhizhi applied some powder and rouge to her little mouth and suddenly opened it into a round "O" shape, taking in a big gulp of air!
On Zheng Erniang's scalp, there is a slowly moving sarcoma the size of a fingernail!
A bunch of long black hair grew out of the sarcoma. Compared with the rest of Er Niang's hair, the color was obviously not from the same person and was more lustrous.
Zheng Erniang suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were blank, and the five nails on her left hand swelled sharply and were as sharp as a knife, stabbing Zheng Xiu in the neck.
"Master, be careful!"
Zhizhi's eyes turned cold, and just when Zheng Xiu was about to respond, he stretched out his hand to free Zheng Erniang's sharp fingers.
Zhizhi's exposed arm was as smooth as jade, with a hazy glow on it. Erniang's sharp nails fell on Zhizhi's arm, but there was no force at all, and it slid away in the blink of an eye.
This scene was right in front of him. Zhizhi took the initiative to protect the young master, which moved Zheng Xiu. But the emotion was quickly washed away by the "slippery" skin.
It’s too slippery!
It turns out that Zhizhi is also a thaumaturge!
Zheng Xiu was sure that before the butterfly effect, Zhizhi's hands were definitely not that slippery.
"This is trouble."
Qing Shisan knocked on the cigarette stick, and the smoke filled the air and formed different shapes behind him.
Or a beast, or a ghost, or a misty cloud.
Ji Hongou jumped down from the wall and said quickly: "We are the 'Brotherhood'!"
Qing Shisan quickly added: "We hide in the night, we yearn for the dawn!"
Outside the courtyard, the bloody-handed scholar Pei Gaoya, who heard the commotion, rushed into the courtyard with his bald head. The ground shook, and he could be heard shouting angrily as he stepped: "Everything is empty! Everything is allowed! I'm here!"
Inside the house.
Jing Xuemei's eyes were focused, and she held her breath for a long time. She was about to blow it but didn't, as if she was hesitating.
"Woooooooo! Er Niang!" Pingping took out a Ji Qin from nowhere and cried.
Lily stretched out her hand, trying to pull the weak young master away.
...did not pull.
Pingping and Bobo were also anxious and stepped forward to pull the young master back.
Didn't even pull.
Instead, Zheng Xiu opened his hands and pushed them away at the same time, saying in a childish voice: "Stay back, don't make a move!"
Pingping: "Hmm!"
Bobo: "Hey!"
Zhizhi: "Yeah!"
The Big Three of the Brotherhood outside the door are preparing to break in.
From the moment Er Niang made a violent move, flicking off Er Niang's armor with a smooth squeak, to Master Zheng pushing the other person away, everything happened in just a few breaths.
Zheng Xiu pushed them away and looked at Er Niang sitting on the bed in shock with a ferocious face.
I saw that the whites of Er Niang's eyes were covered with dark hair, densely packed, and she looked at Zheng Xiu and others. Her long hair had swelled several times, twisting like tentacles, surrounding the bed.
When everyone stepped back, Er Niang maintained this weird posture and made no next move.
On the 13th day of the Celebration, Ji Hongou crossed the threshold.
"Snapped."
Behind him, Pei Gaoya hurriedly entered and smashed the door beam into pieces.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, sorry!"
Pei Gaoya was helpless and lowered his head to apologize.
The room seemed a bit crowded. After Zheng Erniang had a strange change, she made no next move.
Erniang, who had undergone a sudden change, fell into a silent confrontation with the others in the house.
Although Zheng Xiu was anxious, he knew that he should not act rashly before he understood the cause and effect.
Familiar people around him have shown extraordinary abilities one by one. Even if Qingpi unscrews his own head and kicks it with a football in front of him, Zheng Xiu will not be surprised at all.
This world...has completely changed!
His eyes were fixed on the bed, and the twisted and growing hair gradually enveloped Er Niang. At this moment, under the "spiritual vision", the long hair surrounding Zheng Er Niang was like a blazing black flame, which slightly stung Zheng Xiu.
s eyes.
[By concentrating your concentration, you can successfully see a lot of foul smell in your spiritual vision, and your inspiration will be more experienced.]
[By concentrating your concentration, you can successfully see a lot of foul smell in your spiritual vision, and your inspiration will be more experienced.]
The experience value of [Inspiration] keeps rising, almost jumping every second. In the blink of an eye, it has passed the "first glimpse of the door" and has been promoted to the realm of "modest attainments".
Although his experience level increased steadily, Zheng Xiu's mood became increasingly irritable.
This was the first time that he was unhappy because of his increased experience level.
Everyone looked at the young master, as if waiting for the young master's decision.
Just when Zheng Xiu was silent, a familiar itching feeling came from the pimple on his forehead.
He stretched out his hand and scratched it.
【You have discovered a new ghost: Xiangu Temple.】
…
now.
Within the imperial city.
"Yah-yeah-yeah!"
The flock of ravens hovering over the imperial city seemed to be disturbed at this moment, gathering in groups like a dark storm.
Ordinary people who didn't know what was going on looked at the crows flying in the sky or heard the shrill cries in their houses. They opened their windows and looked at the night sky.
Hundreds of ravens flocked to the sky above Zheng's house.
"Huh? There's something strange about the raven!"
"It's the raven!"
"Direction to Zheng's house!"
"A hundred ravens are alarmed. The one who uses magic to alarm the ravens in the imperial city is at least a small-star thaumaturge!"
"If it's the Zheng family, it wouldn't be surprising!"
"Go and explore quickly!"
"Go, go, go!"
"The Zheng family finally couldn't bear it any longer? Since Zheng Xiu was imprisoned, the Zheng family has been doing its job honestly. Unexpectedly, tonight..."
In the city, the night guards lurking on the roofs followed the movements of the raven and looked in the direction of Zheng's house in unison, with different thoughts.
A series of nimble figures moved quickly on the rooftops of the imperial city and in the streets and alleys.
West Market.
Night Treasure Pavilion.
The fat shopkeeper happily warmed himself up by the fire in the back room. After getting warm, he slowly walked out with his hands behind his back.
He found that the secret door leading to the ice cellar had been closed and covered by a curtain again.
The fat shopkeeper was startled, thinking that it was rude not to say goodbye to the adults, so he looked around, and soon he saw Feng Bei washing his hands by the well in the backyard.
Crows were moving in the sky. Feng Bei silently put on his gloves and looked at the night sky.
"That direction..."
Feng Bei's left eye narrowed slightly, and he immediately jumped onto the roof, putting on black silk gloves on the way.
"Sir, have you finished the investigation?"
Feng Bei hurriedly ran in the direction of the raven's movement, and his voice came back calmly: "Zhou Ji's body has been found, and the case can be closed. The cellar is in a mess, please clean it up properly. Feng Bei is in an emergency, please leave first, sorry!"
When the fat shopkeeper still wanted to ask more questions, Feng Bei had already disappeared into the night sky.
The fat shopkeeper opened the secret door and walked up the steps to the ice cellar, secretly wondering how the case could be closed.
"I didn't expect that the three masters of Shangxian, who occupy a high position in Ye Weiyang, would be so gentle and polite."
After meeting such a legendary figure, the fat shopkeeper was in a good mood and walked down to the ice cellar holding an oil lamp.
He was originally thinking about what Feng Bei meant when he said "clean up" before leaving.
The ice cellar was covered with pieces of meat and bones the size of fingernails, with square shapes.
A chill rushed into the heart of the fat shopkeeper, and the oil lamp he held in his hand clattered to his feet.