6Does the second Efang Palace really exist? Part 1
6Does the second Afang Palace really exist?
"Of course, I will take care of the residence, don't worry." I suppressed my racing mood and tried to keep a low profile. If the relationship between the tycoon and Guan Baoling is that of an adopted father and an adopted daughter, of course there will be a difference in seniority.
, there won’t be a head-on situation like “I compete with the tycoon for women”.
The tycoon looked around at his surroundings, smoothed his messy hair, and turned towards the entrance of the courtyard.
Guan Baoling was still standing by the door, smiling as she watched the tycoon leave, with a very charming look on her face. A fire of hope suddenly rose in my heart, and I felt that the originally gloomy future suddenly appeared bright.
"As long as she is not a tycoon's woman, as long as she has me in her heart, then that is more important than anything else——"
There were only two of us left in the small courtyard, and a subtle embarrassment gradually appeared between the two of us, just like the twilight that was gradually coming in. When we are busy, time will fly as fast as a grinding wheel, and there is nothing yet completed.
For any planned project, the cycle will end again when the sun rises and sets.
"Miss Guan, I hope your stay is valuable, and I will try my best to assist you." My words are pun-intended, but if the oracle of the "Psychic Well" this time is still to demolish the Xunfuyuan Villa,
If so, I will definitely not refuse it outright.
Guan Baoling laughed again. Since the appearance of the tycoon, she has laughed more and more, as if she has found support for her life. I am no longer angry. On the contrary, I feel that her smile is slightly childish, more sad than sad.
Sometimes, when you are frightened, it is even more heartfelt and admirable.
"If I intend to acquire Xunfuyuan again, will you give me a chance to talk about it?" She raised the corners of her mouth, slowly combing her long hair with the five fingers of her right hand, and raised the problem again.
"I will, I will definitely do it, or on some difficult issues, we can form allies with the same goal, what do you think?" I hope to find out something from her words, and start from all the previous paparazzi reports surrounding Guan Baoling.
She has great suspicion. Her relationship with the tycoon is very subtle and worth pondering.
Before dark, Guan Baoling and I moved out of the small courtyard and entered another guest room across two rows of courtyards to the east. Whether intentionally or not, it was obvious that this was the courtyard where Su Lun and Schiller lived.
They have the same layout of two rooms, and they are equally quiet. The only difference is that because of the recent series of strange events in the temple, the young monk who came to open the door was extremely nervous, and the keychain in his hand was shaking.
Non-stop.
I have already ordered the elephant monk to prepare the bodies of the Shao brothers for incineration, and added a laptop computer, a fax machine, and connected the Internet to the new room. Xiaoyan once said that he would send me information, so it is convenient for him whenever he needs it.
access the Internet.
The real battle has not yet begun. Hidden deep in the meditation hall, Tanano Kamisu's background is so deep and vast that it is unimaginable.
After the young monk left, the small courtyard returned to its original silence, except for the night wind that came rushing in with the dusk and blew harder and harder.
Outside, the weather is surprisingly cold, and the charcoal brazier that has just been lit in the house is shining with warm red light. If you can warm a pot of old wine and have a drink and talk under the lamp with the most gentle and considerate confidante, what a beautiful scenery it will be.
ah?
When Guan Baoling knocked on the door, I was spreading out a piece of paper and drawing a schematic diagram of the structure of Xunfu Garden, hoping to find a way to crack the pattern of "nine-headed birds earning their lives" by talking on paper.
"Feng, do you have time to talk? Let's talk about 'black witchcraft'." Her black hair, black eyes, black fur and black skirt, with the dim night as the background, are mysterious and gorgeous, with incomparable depth.
The power to confuse people's hearts.
The beauty visited me at night, which I really wanted, so we sat down next to the brazier.
Her hands were clasped on the fire, and her big and bright eyes reflected the red light of the charcoal fire.
Regarding "black magic", I have checked many medical and metaphysical books. This strange magic popular in Central and South America is very close to the principle of "gu magic" in southern China, but its effects are more powerful.
Miraculous. Sometimes they don't need to resort to insects or medicines, but just by controlling the soul, they can make the cursed person's life worse than death.
The tycoon's "ed" is a good example, because given his age and physical condition, there is no chance of this male disease occurring. The world's top medical experts are helpless to do anything about it, and even the most miraculous drugs are useless.
Couldn't bring him any help.
"Feng, I have read your autobiography, and I also know about the strange things that happened in the desert, such as the Eye of the Moon God, the Pyramid of Earth-Cracked Khan, and the Giant Pit of Monster Snakes... At first, I only thought those were legends like Arabian Nights.
The story is like a plot created by the screenwriters of the movie company sitting in front of the computer, but now I believe it. You must have extraordinary abilities, so I hope you can help Mr. Ye break the 'black witchcraft'
.Since the vicious curse came, his mood has not been relaxed for a day. The Chinese people are most particular about "repaying a drop of kindness with a spring of water". He has done a lot for me, so I must do everything I can to repay him.
, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will do it without hesitation.”
She suddenly laughed awkwardly, probably thinking of her embarrassing encounter when she went to Xunfuyuan Villa for the first time.
I took out the ring that belonged to Resika, held it on my fingertips, and let the woodpecker embedded in the amber stone turn a warm red by the firelight. It was also a black and silver ring, but I didn’t know what was hidden behind this one.
What kind of curse would it be?
If Resika were here, could she give us a brilliant enough answer?
I can only tell the truth: "Ms. Guan, there are more than 3,000 well-documented cases of 'black witchcraft' hurting people in Europe and the United States alone. The situation of each victim is different and strange. At first,
, major hospitals and top medical laboratories are all trying to find ways to crack it from the perspective of physical medicine. Almost everyone has stubbornly believed that 'black magic' is a species of bacteria that humans have not yet correctly discovered.
, and hundreds of millions of research experiments have been conducted along this direction of exploration, but unfortunately, nothing has been found until today."
Miao Jiang's voodoo technique can at least clearly see the existence of voodoo insects and voodoo seedlings. As long as you stay away from the voodoo poisoner, you can survive. Of course, many voodoo cultivators have said that this method of using voodoo is just a poison.
The low-level methods in the art, the ultimate poisoning techniques are rare, and there are also treacherous methods of "killing people invisible".
Guan Baoling stretched out her hand: "Please show me."
I gently placed the ring in her white palm. Thinking about the mysterious disappearance of Riccika, I couldn't help but shake my head and smile: "Tell me, where did that American girl go? Did she enter the mysterious building on the seabed?"
I have explored the glass box up and down, but there is indeed no body of hers. Could it be that just like Guan Baoling and I magically escaped from trouble, she also instantly traveled to a certain space?
The light was not bright enough, so she raised the ring and faced the fluorescent tube hanging on the roof, examining it with difficulty.
I knew she wouldn't find anything, because I had touched and observed it no less than a hundred times before, and there was nothing unusual about this ring. I even suspected for a time that it was just an imitation made by a meddlesome person.
"Where did she go? When she saw the 'Poseidon Nameplate', her overly excited expression was definitely not fake. It seemed that she had been longing for that brand for a long time. In my personal feeling, she was very interested in the glass box.
The existence has been predicted for a long time, so we are not panicked. Feng, do you also find it strange?"
Guan Baoling's words made me stunned for a while: "As a reporter for Discovery magazine, Riska may have experienced a lot of weird things before, so she can stay calm when great changes happen? But she is a young girl. Is it certain?
Will your power be stronger than mine, and you won’t feel scared when you fall into a strange space?”
I doubt this.
Just as I lowered my head in thought, Guan Baoling began to try to put the ring on her little finger and showed it to me: "Feng, the size is just right——"
I jumped up and yelled angrily: "No, no - what are you doing? Take it off quickly?"
She was startled, took a big step back, and her face changed drastically.
I jumped over, grabbed her wrist, and quickly took off the ring.
"Feng, why...are you hurting me?" She swung her fingers angrily, gasped, and stared at me fiercely.
I clutched the ring tightly, like I was clutching a black beetle that could jump out and harm anyone at any time. The moment she put the ring on, I gave me an extremely shocking and ominous feeling. What if there was a vicious curse attached to the ring?
It was conveyed to the first person besides the Gu Master. The ring has been in my hand for a long time, but I have never tried to wear it.
Snap - a drop of blood fell on the white paper at the corner of the table and spread quickly.
I took off the ring too vigorously and cut her left little finger. It was really a mistake while busy, and the more I was busy, the more chaotic I became. In the middle of the night, there was no place to find a band-aid, so I could only watch four or five blood beads falling continuously, and the
The half-finished sketch of Xunfu Garden I just finished is stained into a mess.
"I'm sorry, I just forgot to warn you not to put the black and silver ring on your finger casually, as it may cause unknown disasters... I'm really sorry, forgive me!" I explained incoherently.
Guan Baoling put the injured finger into her mouth, her long eyelashes trembled twice, and a teardrop fell out from each one, hanging tremblingly on the tip of her eyelashes.
I was stunned again, hating myself for not taking out the ring by mistake and ruining this beautiful night. But what I found very strange was that - according to common sense, a high-end hand-forged ring would not work no matter how hard I tried to pull it off.
It won't scratch the skin, because all the metal burrs have been polished away by more than a dozen polishing processes - but now, it scratched Guan Baoling's finger, and I didn't find any burrs, so I doubt it.
, there is a mechanism hidden inside it.
"I'm fine." She turned her back and raised her hand to wipe away her tears. Her thin shoulders were shaking, which made me blame myself even more.
I raised the ring and found that there was a trace of blood on its inner ring, which was naturally Guan Baoling's blood. With great apology, I gently wiped it with my fingertips, trying to wipe away the blood, but was horrified.
It was discovered that the blood stain had merged with the ring and penetrated deep into the ring.
"What's going on?" My back suddenly became cold, and within a few seconds, blood seeped into the inner layer of the ring, which can only mean one thing - the ring has the special ability to absorb human blood.