Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

"The protein has changed color, it is indeed a Gu." Xia Jingsheng avoided the crowd and said in a deep voice.

"So, the person who played Gu is hiding in the troupe?" Sun Wenxi glanced around, "Isn't everyone suspected?"

"There are so many people in the theater troupe, but they just happened to be hiding." Xia Jingsheng frowned, "The poison of the venom recognizes the master, we must find out the person who committed the venom, in order to eradicate the future troubles. Otherwise, the venom on Song Hui's body cannot be cured. will be tortured to death."

At this time, Ye Henglang completed the first stage of interrogation.

Lan Chengyun didn't look like he was lying, he didn't know anything about the voodoo.

Ye Henglang suggested: "I have an idea, but I have to suffer for wronging Boss Lan."

Hitting the muzzle of the gun twice, it can only show that the person who played the Gu knows Lan Chengyun's every move like the palm of his hand.

There is a high probability that it is someone close to Lan Chengyun. In this way, everyone in the troupe will be suspicious.

Since the perpetrators tried their best to pin the blame on Lan Chengyun, it is better to simply arrest Lan Chengyun in the patrol room. Firstly, it can protect Lan Chengyun, and secondly, it can make the real culprit relax his vigilance.

It's just that in this way, Lan Chengyun will have to take the blame for a while, and have to stay in the bureau for a while.

After hearing this proposal, Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi didn't speak for a while, and finally looked up at each other.

Seeing the flash of hesitation on Xia Jingsheng's face, Sun Wenxi asked, "Does Jingsheng feel distressed?"

Xia Jingsheng shook his head: "Is there any other way?"

After much deliberation, Ye Henglang's proposal is the most feasible.

Looking at the closed door, Xia Jingsheng sighed softly, "I'll go in and talk to him."

In the room, Lan Chengyun was like a frightened bird, Xia Jingsheng clearly saw that when he entered the door, Lan Chengyun subconsciously tensed up, and only relaxed a little when he saw that it was him.

"Sir, do you also think I did the thing?" Lan Chengyun's eyes were full of despair.

Xia Jingsheng replied: "Of course I believe you, but the murderer is very cunning, your every move is in his calculations. In order to find the murderer as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will take some time to wrong you."

"Sir, it doesn't matter. Chengyun is not a noble person, and I would like to thank you, sir, for taking care of me." Lan Chengyun sat quietly, and did not react very excitedly when he heard the words.

But Xia Jingsheng heard the self-abandonment in his words, and comforted him: "Relax, we will definitely find out the real culprit and return your name of innocence."

Lan Chengyun was still sitting quietly. He was wearing the costume he wore when he was on stage, and his hair was a little messy. The guys who used to serve him had long since hid far away.

After a while of silence, Lan Chengyun said softly: "Sir, wait a moment, Chengyun changes clothes."

Xia Jingsheng nodded and closed the door.

Not long after, Lan Chengyun came out of the room wearing a plain long gown. Unlike when he was wearing heavy makeup, his complexion was pale at this moment, and his brows and eyes were somewhat tired.

In front of people, Lan Chengyun was handcuffed, and Ye Henglang personally escorted him into the police car.

A farce finally came to an end, but the people who watched the excitement discussed it more vigorously.

"I really didn't expect that Boss Lan looked so soft and weak, but his thoughts were so vicious." "Who said otherwise, no wonder everyone said that actors are heartless things." "Lan Chengyun went in, the Song family's Du Miaomiao, I'm afraid I have to confess."

After Lan Chengyun was arrested, Song Hui's situation did not improve.

The pain from the Gu poison came and went, and every time it flared up, his internal organs felt as if they were being burned by fire, and he was writhing in pain.

The Song family kept asking doctors to come and see them day and night, but none of them were good enough.

Diagnosing pulse, getting needles, taking medicine, all available methods have been used. The most surprising thing is that apart from abdominal pain, Song Hui's body is really normal.

But the abdominal pain alone killed him.

In the end, the Song family spent a lot of money to invite a German doctor to do an X-ray on Song Hui's stomach.

The result that came out almost made people's eyes drop, there was something in Song Hui's stomach.

It's just that the shape of that thing doesn't look like a tumor, but like... some kind of living thing.

The Song family was skeptical about the Gu poison theory, but after watching the film, they were so frightened that they almost knelt in front of the Xia residence at night, begging Xia Jingsheng for help.

After a lot of effort, Ye Henglang got the negatives stored in the hospital and handed them to Xia Jingsheng: "I looked at it for a long time, but I'm not sure what it is."

Xia Jingsheng took a look at the negative and concluded, "It's a toad."

"Toad?!" Ye Henglang was quite surprised, "It's so good, how could there be such a thing in Song Hui's stomach."

"Do you still remember the Raw Snake Gu I took out from Zhou Ningchuan's belly last time? This is the same, but the species is changed."

Ye Henglang's back felt cold: "So, this person can manipulate all kinds of poisons proficiently."

The refining process of Gu poison is very complicated. Starting from raising poison, the Gu raiser puts snakes, toads, centipedes, spiders, scorpions and other poisons in a container, and lets them fight on their own. The poison that survives to the end is Gu making. first choice.

Before Xia Jingsheng could answer, the phone in Ye Henglang's office rang.

After picking up the phone, Ye Henglang's expression instantly became very serious.

"Lan Chengyun had an accident." He said.

Since Lan Chengyun was imprisoned, because of Ye Henglang's care, he has not suffered much. Even the cell is a single room, and the bedding and bedding inside have been packed in advance.

They rushed to the cell and saw Lan Chengyun who had fallen into a coma.

Xia Jingsheng reached out to touch Lan Chengyun's forehead, the high temperature made him frown for a moment and said, "How could this be?"

The inspector in charge of supervision explained: "Boss Lan hasn't spoken a word since he came in. We brought in three meals a day and brought them out intact. Every night, Boss Lan would cough for a while, and we didn't Pay more attention, I didn't expect him to fall asleep today, we didn't dare to delay, so we shook the phone for Chief Ye."

Xia Jingsheng checked Lan Chengyun's pulse, his face became more and more ugly.

Ye Henglang: "But the situation is very bad?"

"His pulse condition is normal."

"What is no abnormality?" Ye Henglang asked in surprise.

"Chengyun has always been weak, and he has had cough for many years, and now his pulse is the same as when he usually suffers from cough." Xia Jingsheng had the worst guess in his mind, "The deterioration of the condition is likely to be caused by Gu of."

Ye Henglang only felt overwhelmed, Song Hui's abdominal pain was still unresolved, and Lan Chengyun was suspected of being poisoned.

"After the incident, Boss Lan lived in a prison and had no contact with the outside world. How could he..."

"I'm afraid that this Gu has been lurking in the body for a long time, and it just waited for us to arrest him and then attack him again." Xia Jingsheng looked at the man whose cheeks were flushed from the illness, and said hoarsely.

"This..." Ye Henglang was terrified and speechless after thinking carefully.

Xia Jingsheng tested it with the protein method, and he really saw the protein change color.

The speculation was confirmed, Xia Jingsheng stood up, and he, who was always calm, punched the wall with his fist.

From the first incident to the present, they seem to have been led by the nose.

First, Xia Jingsheng cracked the raw snake Gu, but Zhou Ningchuan died, so the clues were interrupted.Then came Song Hui, half of his life had been lost by the Gu.Then Lan Chengyun got a Gu, and developed a high fever while in prison.The real culprit was hiding behind the scenes, step by step, if Lan Chengyun really died in prison, he would be accused of committing suicide in fear of crime.

"Mr. Xia..." Seeing that his expression was not right, Ye Henglang stepped forward to comfort him, "You don't have to blame yourself too much, it's really unexpected that things have developed to this point."

"I want to be alone for a while."

Ye Henglang's consolation did not have any effect, Xia Jingsheng walked out of the dark cell.

There is a fortune-telling booth opposite, and the black and white gossip tricks are fluttering in the wind.

Xia Jingsheng took a look, laughed at himself, raised his hand and stopped the rickshaw.

When he got into the car, he didn't speak, but the driver couldn't help reminding him: "Sir, where are you going?"

"Find a place to drink."

"Okay." The coachman didn't hear the loneliness in Xia Jingsheng's tone, he pulled the cart for a trot with vigor, and finally stopped in front of a small tavern.

Xia Jingsheng entered the tavern, and the shopkeeper served homemade rice wine.This rice wine tastes sweet when you first drink it, but it has a lot of aftertaste.Xia Jingsheng drank hard at the beginning, but his stamina picked up, and he was a little confused.

However, just as Sun Wenxi walked out of the gate of Baohui, he heard two passing employees muttering: "Hey, the drunk guy just now is Young Master Xia." "It's him, I remember his appearance."

Sun Wenxi frowned, and stopped the passing employees: "Who did you see just now?"

"Mr. Sun." The two employees didn't expect to be blocked by this big Buddha, and quickly apologized, "It's Young Master Xia. We happened to pass by the Kaile Tavern and saw Young Master Xia drinking in it. A lot."

Sun Wenxi looked for it according to what the staff said, and when he reached the door of the tavern, he saw Xia Jingsheng at a glance.

There weren't many customers in the tavern, they gathered together in twos and threes to chat and laugh, and it was really eye-catching for someone like Xia Jingsheng to drink alone.

Sun Wenxi walked over and grabbed the wine glass in Xia Jingsheng's hand.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xia Jingsheng's expressionless face, Sun Wenxi instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Although Xia Jingsheng was confused, he understood what Sun Wenxi said. He looked at Sun Wenxi, and after a while, he said: "Chengyun...he's been poisoned."

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Sun Wenxi was startled: "What?"

Xia Jingsheng supported the wine bowl, smiled wryly and said, "I thought I could protect him, but in the end, I got the point."

Drunk here because of Lan Chengyun's bewitching.

When Sun Wenxi recalled it, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a small needle.

Terrified, uncomfortable.

"Stop drinking." He snatched the bowl from Xia Jingsheng's hand, "It's not your fault."

"Do you know? The first time I saw Chengyun, he is not as famous in Jiangcheng as he is now. He was originally from a wealthy family, but after his family's fortune fell, he signed a contract of sale with the theater troupe."

Lan Chengyun is good at singing and good looking, so many people covet him.

The business in Liyuan is not as clean as it looks on the stage, and the head of the troupe will also do some pimping in private.

Naturally, Lan Chengyun couldn't escape such a fate, but although he looked gentle, he had his own principles in doing things.

Xia Jingsheng saw that he was worrying all day long about those unsightly dirty things, so he simply offered a high price in exchange for the opportunity to be alone.

It can be regarded as finding a peaceful life for Lan Chengyun.

"I thought I could protect him like this, but I didn't expect to hurt him instead." Xia Jingsheng smiled wryly.

Sun Wenxi listened carefully to the words, and suddenly asked: "So, when you were alone, you never did the transgression?"

After Xia Jingsheng drank, his reaction was a little slow, he paused for a moment before he understood what Sun Wenxi meant.

Without defense, he said, "Chengyun and I are just close friends."

Just a word, the sky is blue after the rain.

Sun Wenxi's heart relaxed, and the previous pinprick-like mood dissipated in an instant.

He picked up the wine jar and poured half a bowl for himself: "Then why does everyone say that you have had... a skin-to-skin relationship?"

On a normal day, Xia Jingsheng would have heard the impropriety in these words long ago, but now that his thoughts were dragged down by alcohol, he just replied honestly: "That's just nonsense."

In fact, Xia Jingsheng had worked so hard to protect Lan Chengyun, and it was precisely because of this unique "love" that Lan Chengyun was in the limelight in Jiangcheng.

It is said that if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Xia Jingsheng had never experienced it deeply before, but now that the time has come, Lan Chengyun's life is in danger.

Thinking of this, Xia Jingsheng couldn't let go.

"The fortune-teller was right. The lone star of Tiansha is indeed a loner by nature, but anyone who gets close to me will inevitably end up with bad luck." Xia Jingsheng just sighed, but Sun Wenxi couldn't see his depressed look. look.

"Who said that?" Sun Wenxi's voice became serious.

"It's always been like this." Xia Jingsheng said, "The last time I was in the mountains, if I hadn't been there, you might not have encountered the fog barrier. Today, Cheng Yunheng suffered such a calamity, and it was also because of me."

Sun Wenxi laughed: "Okay, as long as what you said is completely reasonable, there will be people who will not be affected, and they are still healthy and safe."

"Who?" Xia Jingsheng looked bewildered.

Sun Wenxi smiled and pointed to himself: "I'm close to you, but I don't see me being affected. It can be seen that the lone star of Tiansha is just nonsense and not credible."

Xia Jingsheng stared blankly at Sun Wenxi, then suddenly picked up the wine bowl on the table and threw it at Sun Wenxi.

"Go away, stay away from me, or you will be the next one to suffer!" Xia Jingsheng's eyes turned red, and he kept pushing Sun Wenxi away.

Sun Wenxi was taken aback by the situation, he stretched out his long arm to hold down Xia Jingsheng's restless arm: "I won't go! You are not a lone star, a loner, you are Xia Jingsheng, my..."

Halfway through the sentence, I got stuck.

Sun Wenxi suddenly felt that he was unusual.

At this moment, Sun Wenxi was holding Xia Jingsheng tightly with both hands, and could clearly see Xia Jingsheng's red eye sockets.

His heart was as if soaked in salt water, bitterly salty.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he couldn't see Xia Jingsheng like this, he couldn't see Xia Jingsheng belittling himself, he couldn't see him complaining about himself, and he couldn't see his red eyes.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng like this, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

In this way, who is Xia Jingsheng to him?

Sun Wenxi was confused.

Not long ago, they were not even considered friends, but now, Xia Jingsheng's emotions are all affected by him.

For some reason, Sun Wenxi remembered Xia Jingsheng's face in the bronze mirror of the wedding in the mountain.

Going around in this world, the person he couldn't let go of the most was Xia Jingsheng.

Sun Wenxi was shocked.

However, before he could react, Xia Jingsheng was desperately trying to break free from his hand.

"Let go, stay away from me, I was born an ominous person, and if you get close to me, you won't end well." Xia Jingsheng shouted.

When the people in the tavern heard the movement, they all looked this way.

Sun Wenxi smiled awkwardly: "If that's the case, let's take down that Asura Hell together."

Xia Jingsheng looked at him in disbelief, and didn't move for a while.

Sun Wenxi took advantage of the situation and shook his hand: "Don't be afraid, look, I'm still fine."

These words were said so tenderly, Xia Jingsheng looked at him and unconsciously shed tears.

He has never been afraid that people will dislike him, loathe him, or fear him, but he is afraid that someone will treat him tenderly.

Afraid that this hard-won tenderness would suddenly disappear.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Sun Wenxi quickly signaled the boss with his eyes, and removed the wine jar and bowl.

"Let's go home." Sun Wenxi said softly.

Xia Jingsheng had an outburst, but now he calmed down, and followed Sun Wenxi to stand up, but his body was not very stable, staggering.

Sun Wenxi stretched out his long arms and brought him into his arms.

Not surprisingly, I heard gasps from around me.

Sun Wenxi did not avoid suspicion at all, half hugging and half hugging him out of the tavern, and hailed a rickshaw.

As soon as he said something about going to Xia's mansion, he heard Xia Jingsheng's muffled voice: "I won't go back."

Sun Wenxi smiled and said: "My young master, you are so drunk that you can't go anywhere else."

Xia Jingsheng said over and over again, "I won't go back."

Sun Wenxi lowered his voice, and said against his earlobe: "If you don't want to go back to Xia's mansion, I'll take you back to Sun's house?"

Originally thinking about Xia Jingsheng, he was thinking about not going back.

But this time, Xia Jingsheng actually calmed down.

Sun Wenxi's heart trembled, and he asked again in a raised voice: "If you don't object, I will take you back to Sun's house."

The people around me didn't move at all.

Sun Wenxi said to the coachman, "Go to Sun's house."

Along the way, they attracted the attention of many people. There was always only one person in that rickshaw, and it was rare to see them crowded together like this.

Not only did they sit together, but they were also two big men.

All the way back to Sun's house, the concierge took a look at this posture and hurriedly helped him up: "Master, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Sun Wenxi picked him up and walked quickly into the lobby.

After a while, the news spread throughout the Sun family—Master Sun brought back the young master of the Xia family.

Even Sun Qiman was startled, it was rare for him to go downstairs in person.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Sun Wenxi holding a towel and wiping the face of the person lying on the sofa.

Sun Wenxi had never served anyone since he was a child, and it was the first time he had done so personally.

"What's going on here?" Sun Qiman opened his mouth, and Sun Wenxi quickly made a silent gesture.

"Dad, keep your voice down, it's hard to fall asleep." Sun Wenxi turned over the veil and pressed it carefully.

When Sun Qiman saw him like this, it seemed that when he was young, he was afraid that the girl he brought home for the first time would be wronged.

Suddenly angry and funny: "What's the matter? We're not friends this time?"

Sun Wenxi figured it out, and didn't avoid people, and said openly: "It's not in my heart anymore."

Sun Qiman was startled, and it took him a while to figure out the meaning of Sun Wenxi's words. He laughed and said, "You boy, you're not half as good as your father and I. If you figure it out, go after him."

Sun Wenxi replied with a smile: "Yes, Dad."

After Xia Jingsheng was drunk, he became extremely clingy, he pulled Sun Wenxi and refused to let go.Afraid of hurting him, Sun Wenxi said softly, "Master, if you don't let go, I'll take you into the room."

A few seconds later, Sun Wenxi picked him up and went back to the room.

The servants thoughtfully put hot water and towels in the room, and Sun Wenxi twisted the towels to help him wipe.

Looking at the long gown that smelled of alcohol, Sun Wenxi hesitated a few times, and finally put down the veil, and only slightly unbuttoned the long gown to make people sleep more comfortably.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw Xia Jingsheng was looking at him with his eyes open, his appearance was quite sober.

Sun Wenxi found it interesting, and stretched out a finger and asked, "Jing Sheng, what is this?"

"two."

"What about this?" Sun Wenxi counted again.

"Eight." Xia Jingsheng was really obedient, he answered whatever he asked.

Sun Wenxi saw the clue, and asked softly: "Jing Sheng, do you have someone you like?"

If Xia Jingsheng was still awake, he would be amazed by Sun Wenxi's gentleness at the moment.

Xia Jingsheng opened his eyes, thought about it carefully, and replied, "I don't know."

Sun Wenxi changed the way of asking: "What does Jing Sheng think of Sun Wenxi?"

Xia Jingsheng frowned suddenly and said, "You are a disciple who messes with flowers and grass."

Sun Wenxi was startled, and hurriedly defended himself: "Where did you start?"

"Treat everyone a gentleman, I didn't see that everyone's eyeballs were growing on him." Xia Jing shook his hand angrily, and finally loosened the restraint on Sun Wenxi.

Sun Wenxi rubbed his nose, then heard Xia Jingsheng say: "He is still close to Cheng Yun."

There was a hint of disappointment in these words, but Sun Wenxi was uncertain, so he could only ask tentatively: "Jing Sheng doesn't want them to get closer?"

Xia Jingsheng shook his head.

Sun Wenxi said patiently: "If Jing Sheng doesn't want to, that Sun will naturally keep a distance from Boss Lan in the future."

Xia Jingsheng understood, but turned his head aside: "Why, I gave you all the agate inkstones."

Sun Wenxi's eyes lit up, and he recalled: "Jing Sheng, are you jealous?"

The drunk Xia Jingsheng stared blankly at Sun Wenxi, neither admitting nor denying it.

But enough to make people happy.

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When Xia Jingsheng opened his eyes again, the feeling of hangover hit him overwhelmingly.

The smell of western fragrance floated in the air, and he was keenly aware that this was not the room he used to sleep in.

Fragments appeared in the memory, I only remembered that I was drinking in the tavern, and then Sun Wenxi came in somehow.

They talked for a while, and then...

Xia Jingsheng sat up with support, and suddenly saw someone lying on the ground.

It's Sun Wenxi!

Xia Jingsheng was taken aback, only to find that the room was furnished in a Western style, with a gorgeous Western-style bed under him.

This is... the Sun family? !

His head was in shock, but he didn't know that Sun Wenxi under the bed had been awake for a long time, and was watching his every move right now.

Xia Jingsheng moved lightly and got off the bed carefully. He had just taken two steps when he heard Sun Wenxi's voice—"Jingsheng, where are you going?"

Xia Jingsheng paused, and hastily buttoned his gown.

"I drank too much yesterday, you brought me back?" Xia Jingsheng asked tentatively.

"You made a fuss yesterday and refused to go back to Xia's house, so I had no choice but to bring you back." Sun Wenxi laughed.

Xia Jingsheng nodded: "I didn't find out about Chengyun's poisoning in the first place, it's my responsibility, I..."

"Jing Sheng!" Sun Wenxi interrupted him, "This is not your responsibility, Lan Chengyun, he is not your responsibility either, you don't have to blame yourself for not protecting him well."

"You... how do you know?!" Xia Jingsheng looked at Sun Wenxi in surprise, and after a while he suddenly understood, "I must have said something to you after drinking."

Xia Jingsheng said again in a low voice: "If the Gu poison is not understood for a day, the victim will be in danger of life."

"Jing Sheng." Sun Wenxi pushed him to the side of the bed and sat down. "From Zhou Ningchuan to Lan Chengyun, the murderer's plan is very meticulous. It can be said that he has planned it long ago. Instead of blaming yourself, you might as well calm down and think about it. Only then can we find the person who released Gu."

Gu art originated from the Miao people in Southwest China. Generally speaking, it is passed on from female to male.The actors, musicians, and handymen in the troupe come from all corners of the country, and their places of origin are not recorded. The most time-consuming but most effective way is to search thoroughly.

To release Gu, one must first raise Gu, and to raise Gu, one must have utensils, and these utensils containing poisonous insects are likely to be hidden in the room of the Gu releaser.

According to what Xia Jingsheng said, Ye Henglang applied for a search warrant to the police station and conducted a comprehensive search of the troupe.

The building of the troupe is a traditional Chinese wooden structure with two floors.The first floor is the hall, and the second floor is the private room for entertaining distinguished guests.The staff's bedroom is from the backstage to the outside, the characters like Lan Chengyun have their own wing rooms, and the rest of the servants and handymen live in the common bunk.

The patrol first checked all the women's rooms one by one. Ye Henglang was directing people to move things, when suddenly a person rushed out from the crowd and knelt down in front of Ye Henglang.

"Sir, I did it, it's none of Yunlang's business, you arrest me."

The woman kneeling in front of Ye Henglang had disheveled hair and looked haggard, her eyes were swollen badly.

"Feng Baoer, you..." Ye Henglang frowned, "You really did it?"

"I did it, you let Yunlang go, I'll go with you!" Feng Baoer spoke decisively, and Ye Henglang brought him in front of Xia Jingsheng.

When Feng Baoer saw Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi, his aura was weakened by half, and he stood with his head bowed like a walking corpse.

Xia Jingsheng looked at her pale face, pointed to the embroidered pier in front of him, and said softly, "Sit down."

"Don't be nervous, have a sip of tea." Xia Jingsheng didn't press Feng Baoer right away.

Feng Baoer held the warm teacup in her hand, the heat of the tea made her eyes red.

"You said...you planted the Gu on Zhou Ningchuan and Song Hui's body?" Xia Jingsheng looked at Feng Baoer's expression.

"Yes." Feng Baoer's eyes flickered slightly.

"Why do it?"

"They...they bullied Yunlang." Feng Baoer gritted her teeth.

"Oh?" Xia Jingsheng's eyes sharpened, "The Gu on Lan Chengyun's body was also planted by you?"

Feng Bao'er raised her head in astonishment, and said in a panic, "What Gu? Yun Lang also got a Gu?"

"What? You want to tell us that you are not the only one in this auspicious troupe who knows how to release Gu?" Sun Wenxi, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, said at the right time.

"No...how could this be..." Feng Baoer's face was pale, "Yun Lang, how is Yun Lang?"

"You're a Gu breeder, don't you know how he is?" Xia Jingsheng closed the document in front of him, "Let's go, since you said that you released the Gu on Song Hui, then you will solve it. "

Feng Baoer stretched out her white wrists to Xia Jingsheng: "You...don't you arrest me? Arrest me and let Yun Lang go."

"Arrest you?" Xia Jingsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "That's something for another time. Only the person who cast the vomit can detoxify the voodoo poison, and the person who tied the bell has to undo it. You don't understand, do you?"

"I...I..." Feng Baoer's lips trembled, and beads of sweat rolled down from her forehead.

"You are lying." Xia Jingsheng stared at Feng Baoer with his eyes that saw everything.

Feng Baoer couldn't stand such stares, she knelt down with a "plop", and reached out to grab the hem of Xia Jingsheng's gown.

"Young Master Xia, please let Yunlang be the master, he will never know Gu skills, please..."

Feng Baoer begged repeatedly, Ye Henglang's face turned ashen, and he motioned for his subordinates to pull her away.

"Feng Baoer, if you act like this, I can be charged with obstructing official duties!" Ye Henglang's tone was very serious.

Sun Wenxi clicked his tongue, "Lao Ye, you're frightening the girl." As he spoke, Sun Wenxi refilled her tea.

"Boss Feng, who is responsible for Lan Chengyun's daily tea and food?"

Feng Baoer thought about it carefully for a while: "If we talk about the food we eat on weekdays, Yunlang is the same as us. All the food is cooked by the cooks. In addition, Yunlang coughs all the year round, and he needs to drink tea when he coughs. I really don't know what it is. Who played the Gu."

At this time, the subordinates came to report: "Mr. Ye, there is nothing found in the room of the troupe's female relatives."

"Where are men?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

"This..." The subordinate showed embarrassment.

Most of the hottest actors in the troupe are men, especially Gandan, all of them raised eyebrows at this moment: "What are you going to do, my nice room is messed up by you!"

Ye Henglang would not let it go easily, his back was as straight as a cold steel plate, there was no room for intercession, and he told everyone to check every room carefully.

This time Xia Jingsheng went out in person and accompanied everyone to check the rooms one by one.

"Whose house is this?" he asked as he entered a wing.

"It's for the boss." Someone replied.

Ye Henglang looked at the room: "Why, is there something wrong with this room?"

The gauze curtains, curtains, and quilts in this room are all peach pink, and there is a scent of cosmetics in the air, which looks like a woman's boudoir.

There is also a small door on the wall inside the house, Xia Jingsheng pointed to that door: "What's inside this door?"

Ying Changfang didn't put on makeup today, she was wearing a lake green gown, her appearance was a little less gorgeous and more delicate.

He snorted and said, "There's nothing rare in it, it's just a tool for practicing exercises."

Don't look at the good looks of the actors in the troupe, in fact, they have to practice unremittingly every day. This waist, figure, and every frown and smile have to go through repeated practice.

Xia Jingsheng opened the door, and saw behind it was a dark room with no windows, so he had to light candles to see the whole picture.

As Ying Changfang said, there are indeed costumes and materials for performances piled up inside, and there is also a pile of plum blossoms standing on the ground.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng's eyes fixed on the plum blossom stakes, Ying Changfang smiled and said, "It's not that I'm boasting, but when it comes to playing plum blossom stakes, if I'm the second in the Jixiang troupe, no one will dare to recognize the number one."

As he spoke, he stood on the high platform, tapped his fingertips lightly, and crossed over the piles, and finally stood firmly.

Xia Jingsheng smiled lightly: "This footwork is not bad, please explain to Boss Ying why the stake is hollow?"

"What?!" Ying Changfang's face changed slightly.

Xia Jingsheng knocked on one of the wooden stakes: "Is there something inside here?"

"Young Master Xia, what are you talking about? I don't understand..." Ying Changfang said with twinkling eyes.

Xia Jingsheng directly jumped onto the pile, walking the plum blossom pile steadily and quickly with his footwork.

Miraculously, the moment Xia Jingsheng landed, the stakes on the ground made a sound.

"This is the sound of the mechanism." Sun Wenxi took a closer look, and those wooden stakes were indeed hollow.

There are all kinds of snakes and insects inside, and when the mechanism is opened, they will come out one after another.

Where is the practice room in front of him, it is clearly a nest of poisonous insects.

"It really is you." Sun Wenxi stood where he was, but those poisonous insects didn't dare to approach him at all.

At this point, Ying Changfang also knew that he had been exposed, but he was not panicked at all, and there was a small smile on his face.

"I also ask Young Master Sun to enlighten me, so that Changfang can know where she is showing her feet?"

"The room is so clean."

"what?"

"Jiangcheng is located in the south, and it is humid and rainy on weekdays. This dark room is dark and damp all year round, but there is not even a spider web on the wall, and there are no small flying insects when candles are lit. Only Gu people In the room, there will be no spider webs and no mosquitoes." Sun Wenxi said.

"It's so, I've been dealing with bugs all day, but I forgot." Ying Changfang smiled wryly.

He was a beggar who lived in the slums, and was often bullied because of his good looks.One day, the food he begged for was snatched away by others, and he was crying sadly, when suddenly someone handed him a white flour steamed bun.

It was a pair of wrinkled old man's hands. Ying Changfang was taken aback by the wrinkled face and strange dress of the man, but the temptation of white flour steamed buns was too great. The white flour steamed buns were devoured.

Then he heard the old man ask in a strong local accent: "Did you eat it?"

Ying Changfang timidly agreed, but he didn't expect that since then he has learned the Gu technique.