Chapter Five Hundred and Eleven: Paranormal Events in the Forbidden City
I was led to a small classically decorated house by Liu Qizhen. He told me that this was the place that Mr. Gu had arranged for me to live.
I was thinking about it, and after I finished dealing with the matters in the Forbidden City, I planned to ask Mr. Gu where the prophet was. I would pay him a visit and ask him for clues about the statue of the ghosts and gods.
Because Mr. Gu and the others made very thoughtful arrangements, I came to live in this manor from a big hotel in the city with almost nothing except a few personal belongings.
Very early the next day, I was pulled out of bed by Liu Qizhen, and he took out a very long thing wrapped in a strip of cloth and gave it to me.
"Mr. Gu asked me to prepare this for you. Please take it apart and take a look." He handed me the long object with a mysterious look on his face. I took it doubtfully and opened it up one by one.
A scabbard made of wood was exposed.
"What is this?" I glanced at him and asked with confusion.
With a click, I pulled out the sword. As expected, it was a mahogany sword, just like Taoist Priest Bailian, engraved with strange runes. But Liu Qizhen was different. The one he handed me was silver.
The white fitness exudes the cold air all over the body, and smells of murderous intent. It is truly a long sword that has been opened by Yibing!
This long sword is about the width of three fingers put together. It feels very long. The sword god carved a pattern similar to a skeleton.
Liu Qizhen looked very proud.
"This is my most proud work. I spent a long time forging this Shura sword. For this reason, I also studied the Shura ghosts and gods prison blue for a long time."
I looked at him in shock and said in disbelief: "You said, this is Yu Qing's Shura sword?"
Liu Qizhen's initially happy expression suddenly froze, and he looked a little disappointed.
"No, not exactly. This is an imitation I made. It has its own charm but not its charm. You see, what is engraved on it is a cruel ghost and god, one of the thirty-three ghosts and gods who died at the hands of Shura ghosts and gods.
, Tiexi’s skeleton has a certain deterrent effect on evil things and even monsters.”
I held the Shura Sword in my hand, and my inner emotions surged.
Previously, Mr. Gu specially invited me to come in on behalf of the Xuanling Group, and he also brought me here yesterday to have a meeting with the top management of the Xuanling Group. It was obvious that Mr. Gu really liked me very much.
I don't know what Liu Qi's true abilities are, but I can feel that Liu Qi is really not simple. I am also puzzled as to why he is so enthusiastic towards me. I always feel like he has some special purpose.
"Why did you give me the Shura Sword that you spent so much effort forging? Wouldn't it be better to keep it to yourself?"
Liu Qizhen was a little disappointed: "I'm not suitable for this Shura Sword. Didn't Mr. Gu tell you about my ability?"
"Um?"
"My ability is to forge such magic weapons to ward off evil spirits. I am a descendant of Lu Ban, and my maternal surname is Liu. There is a strange rule in our family that the second child in the family takes the maternal surname."
"Lu... Descendants of Lu Ban!" I couldn't remain calm now.
The descendants of Master Lu Ban are not ordinary people.
The ink fountain is a magical weapon left by him, let alone others. No wonder I think Liu Qizhen is so weird. Luban's secret art has been passed down for a long time, but we rarely meet Luban's descendants in this industry. I remember
I have read stories about the descendants of Luban in any ancient book my grandma gave me.
They say they are descendants of Lu Ban or something, they have a long history, many of them are unorthodox, and there are many who claim to be a branch, but since they were brought in by Mr. Gu, it is definitely not simple.
"Let's go, I'll give you this Shura sword. Mr. Gu thinks it suits you very well." Liu Qi was so generous. He gave such a good sword to me. I can feel it just by holding it in my hand.
There was a trace of murderous intent on it.
Liu Qizhen drove me into the city and drove to the Forbidden City. Of course, there were people inside guarding me, but I don’t know what method Liu Qizhen used. He took out an ID and showed it to the police guarding the gate.
He put us in.
After entering the Forbidden City, I felt a cold wind blowing. I pulled up the black coat on my body and looked at the Forbidden City, which I had only seen on TV. It was as luxurious and exquisite as in the TV series, but it was still early in the morning.
Because it was half past five, it was too dark and gave people a sense of fear.
Even I felt a chill in my heart in this lifeless place.
After crossing a path and bypassing the Imperial Garden, Liu Qizhen and I came to Juanqinzhai.
Most of the houses in Juanqinzhai are dilapidated, and the roads are somewhat bumpy, but the place is very big. After we walked around a small garden, we could see a stage that had been decayed by the wind and sand of the broken moon.
Most of the houses next to the stage have collapsed, and only a few pillars are still barely holding on, as if they want to tell people who come here how prosperous they once were.
With the Shura Sword on my back and a backpack beside me, I unconsciously approached the stage. The dust on it had already accumulated very thickly. I stepped on the ladder next to the stage, and a creaking sound could be heard.
In the quiet place of Juanqinzhai, there suddenly came a strange sound. Liu Qizhen was obviously startled by the sound. He quickly turned around and glanced at me and whispered: "Be careful, scary people can scare people to death."
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I smiled apologetically and waved my hand to show that I understood.
If it were a big stage, I wouldn't be able to see why. I just suddenly wanted to come up and have a look. The stage is not high, but it can have an unobstructed view of the underground courtyard in front of me.
I felt a hint of ghostly energy and resentment on this place. The person who died on this place was probably a poor person.
I unconsciously walked to the middle of the stage.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a high-pitched voice singing an opera.
"I urge you to drink wine and listen to Yu songs to relieve your sorrow and dance."
"Tianju, Tianju?" Liu Qizhen suddenly called me loudly. I came back to my senses and found that I was standing in the center of the stage at some point, holding an orchid finger and making a gesture like an actor singing a song.
I retracted my hand in embarrassment and jumped off the stage. Liu Qizhen smiled and said: "The resentment here is a bit deep. It is normal for you to be affected a little. This ghost is just affected by the strong resentment here and the lingering yin energy of the Forbidden City."
Nourished by him, disturbed by his reserve popularity, he recovered his memories of his life, and then began to harm others."
I crossed my arms and asked him as I looked into the dilapidated wing.
"Did you find anything in there?"
Liu Qizhen suddenly stopped smiling and said with a depressed expression: "I'm afraid... it's going to be a troublesome thing here."
I was stunned and followed his eyes to look in. It was dark and a bit eerie. I blinked my eyes and concentrated my attention. My Yin and Yang eyes instantly turned into a state of entering the netherworld.
There is a black aura surrounding Juanqinzhai. The east wing of the house is said to be occupied by some actors who were recruited into the palace and some palace maids with some status.
I took a few steps forward and saw clearly what was inside.
My eyes widened, looking a little shocked.
this……
There was a slender figure in Ruoda's wing. She was wearing a white undershirt and trousers. Liu Qizhen stared at her closely.
In a blink of an eye, Liu Qizhen and I seemed to have entered a classically and elegantly decorated room, with light blue curtains and white screen windows, a large wardrobe and a sandalwood-style dressing table.
There was a lot of rouge and gouache on the dressing table. The slender figure walked into the large open closet in the back room. There were many colorful costumes in the closet. The figure took out a bright red costume and put it on herself. Because
The body is too thin and the costume looks a bit too big.
The man turned his head and we could see his face clearly.
That's an overly pale face, it's a man's
Wearing a bright red costume, he walked to the dressing table with small steps.
His face reflected in the mirror looked like an evil ghost with bleeding from all its orifices and an ashen complexion.
As if he didn't notice, he picked up the mahogany comb and combed his long hair.
"I urge you to drink wine and listen to Yu songs to relieve your sorrow and dance."
He sang in a low voice, his voice as clear and clear as a woman's, and my heart trembled.
"That should be the female ghost that Mr. Gu said." I turned around to talk to Liu Qizhen, but I saw his eyes staring straight, as if he had seen something terrible.
I looked around and saw that the scene had changed again.
This time the actor in red went up to the stage in the yard.
"I urge you to drink wine and listen to Yu songs to relieve your sorrow and dance. I especially pity the green lotus that descends from the southeast, and I love the beauty of the red plum blossoms."
He was singing, and it sounded good, but at this moment, a woman in Tsing Yi came on the stage, flicked her sleeves, and Hong Yi was pushed by her and fell to the ground. Tsing Yi laughed out loud and pointed at Hong Yi.
He said something, but the expression on Hong Yi's face showed his surprise and fear.
At this time, suddenly a bright light came in and brought Liu Qizhen and me back to reality.
"This, I'm afraid, is the memory of Hong Yi's life. He seems to be telling us stories in his own way, and the story is Hong Yi's past."
I nodded!, indicating that what Liu Qizhen said was basically correct.
Originally, we should still be able to see what happened next, but at dawn, the yang energy dispersed the environment created by the yin energy gathered by the male ghost in red, so the scene just disappeared suddenly.
"Let's go back and report first, and come back tomorrow to take a closer look." Liu Qizhen said, stroking his chin with one hand and looking into the room.
I nodded in agreement and drove back to the manor with him.
At half past six, a group of workers entered Juanqinzhai to work. Although a series of things happened before, the superiors still wanted to develop Juanqinzhai. Mr. Gu had no choice but to send two Xuanling
The team's internal staff looked at Juanqinzhai.
In the east wing of Juanqinzhai, there was a man in red sitting on the dressing table in one of the rooms. The man was thin and had heavy makeup on his face. He looked at the construction workers outside and waved a bright red
Shui Yunxiu turned around and disappeared into the back room.
The workers outside felt a gust of cold wind blowing over them, making them shiver, and then the wooden door in one of the east wing rooms suddenly slammed shut.
The two back-office staff from the Xuanling Group felt something was wrong, so they walked over together to check the situation.
The workers felt something was wrong, but didn't think much about it and continued the work at hand.
One of the young workers was tired from work and stopped to rest for a while. He looked at the Juanqinzhai. Even though it was in disrepair, it still looked exquisite and elegant.
Suddenly! A cyan figure floated by.
The young worker found it very strange, it seemed to be a woman? He seemed to have seen her long hair.
He put down the tools at hand and followed lightly.
After bypassing a small courtyard and a dry well, he seemed to have come to a small garden. A woman in a blue costume was walking in the garden, her back was graceful and graceful.
The young worker looked a little stupid. He hid behind a rockery and looked at the back of the woman in green.
A group of palace maids came forward and surrounded the woman in green.
A man in a dragon robe stepped forward, smiled, hugged the woman into his arms and said something.
The woman in Tsing Yi seemed to be very happy, and she snuggled into the man's arms. The young worker looked at her for a moment, thinking it was filming.