Strange Tale

"Isn't Madam good?" Si Ren closed the door and turned on the light without haste, "I didn't feel your evil spirit at all."

Jin Ji sat there without moving, "Who the hell are you?"

"Ma'am, you don't just want to ask me who I am, do you?"

"Hmph, your surname is Si, and you usually pretend to be a blind man to tell fortunes, and sometimes you also go to exorcise people and avoid disasters."

"Ma'am, don't you inquire about it very clearly?"

"But I know it's all a pretense to bluff people. Otherwise, with your skills, how could you be willing to hang out in the market?"

"Hmph, Ma'am has won the prize."

The two stared at each other for a while, and Jin Ji suddenly pursed her lips, her voice softened, and her tone suddenly softened, "Is this how Mr. Si treats guests? He doesn't even have a cup of hot tea."

"Then...madam, please wait a moment." Si Ren turned around and walked into the kitchen, feeling vaguely in his heart what Jin Ji was going to do next.

There was a gurgling sound from the kettle.

Jin Ji has been sitting in the room calmly, while Si Ren is standing in the kitchen and dare not act rashly.

Just as Si Ren picked up the kettle and was about to go back to the front hall, Jin Ji came to the kitchen first and stood in front of him, "Sir, the water has boiled for too long, right?"

Jin Ji raised her face, her body was almost on Si Ren's body.

Si Ren took a step back, "Ma'am, be careful not to burn it."

Jin Ji glared at him coquettishly, and her voice became softer, "Why do you keep calling me Mrs.? It sounds so natural."

Si Ren bypassed Jin Ji and went into the front hall to put the kettle on the table, "Although Lord Shi is no longer here, you are still his wife. If I don't call you madam, what should I call you?"

"You can call me..." Si Ren turned around, and Jin Ji posted it again, "...A Jin. Those who are close to each other are called that, and outsiders are called madam."

"A Jin?" Si Ren was a little dumbfounded, "But to Mrs. Yu, I am an outsider."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the side and walked towards the corner cabinet by the wall, dodging Jin Ji again, "What tea does madam drink?"

"That depends on what kind of tea you have?"

Si Ren pulled out the tea and turned around, Jin Ji leaned directly on his shoulder.

Si Ren smiled, and helped Jin Ji up, "Madam, please tell me what you want from me, why bother?"

Jin Ji looked at Si Ren in surprise, "All men like me, why doesn't Mr. think I'm not beautiful enough?"

Si Ren still smiled, "Beautiful, but now I want to know more about how you found this place?"

Jin Ji pushed away Si Ren's hand, leaned against his body again, and stroked Si Ren's chest with one hand, and pulled out her hairpin with the other, "It's easy to find someone, especially for a goblin. Sir, you should You know these things very well. Our feelings are much more sensitive than yours."

Speaking of the word "sensitive", Jin Ji's fingertips just slid across a spot on Si Ren's chest.

Si Ren grabbed her hand, "It seems that Madam has something to ask me? Or is it a difficult matter?"

"Mr. is powerful and smart enough." Jin Ji stood on tiptoe and began blowing into Si Ren's ear.

There was a smile on Si Ren's face, but he still didn't move, letting her seduce him in every possible way, "What the hell is going on?"

"Hehe..." Jin Ji laughed coquettishly, "I, Jin Ji, never beg for nothing..."

As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes that could seduce people's soul, scratched her head, and squeezed a pair of half-covered and half-exposed soft breasts to Si Ren's chest, and her bright and moist lips came close...

After persisting for a while, Si Ren finally couldn't take it anymore, and pushed hard with his hand, Jin Ji couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Frowning, Si Ren turned his face away, "If Ma'am doesn't say anything, please leave, don't do these unnecessary things."

Jin Ji was a little angry at first, then she smiled and stood up by herself, "Mr.

Si Ren didn't speak, but looked at her coldly.

Jin Ji straightened her clothes and combed her hair indifferently before saying, "I want you to sneak into the general's mansion and help me steal something."

"what?"

"You promise me first before I tell you."

Si Ren thought about it, "Madam, please go back."

Jin Ji narrowed her eyes, "You don't want to know what it is?"

"Do not want to."

"Hmph!" Jin Ji shrugged her shoulders and sneered twice, "Women are not interested, and they are not curious about what I want. Then this, I guess..."

When Jin Ji raised her hand, she pinched two weasel hairs in her light-white fingers.

Si Ren stared, walked over in two steps and snatched the two yellow hairs, "Where did you pick them up?!"

"Yo, finally there is a reaction?" Jin Ji raised her sleeves and covered her mouth, "It seems that Mr. doesn't think bad of people, how do you know that I was 'picked up' and not 'pulled'?"

Now Si Ren was annoyed, he grabbed Jin Ji's wrist, "What did you do to Qilin?!"

"Oh!" Jin Ji took the opportunity to fall into Si Ren's arms again, "Don't worry, sir, the little guy is fine now, but if it takes a long time... then it's hard to say."

Si Ren pushed her away, "Is the Qilin in your hands?"

"Yes."

"Why did you arrest him?"

"'Catch'? Oh, so you have wronged me, sir."

"What do you mean?"

Lowering her eyelids and squinting at the ground, Jin Ji smiled strangely, then raised her eyes again, "You will know this of course in the future."

"Then how do you know he's my friend?"

"Since I can find Buji Pavilion, it is not difficult to know who is living here."

Gritting his teeth and frowning, he walked back and forth a few steps, finally Si Ren sighed and sat down at the table, "Tell me, what do you want me to steal from the General's Mansion?"

Jin Ji also smiled and sat down, "Sir, you are really transparent."

"Ma'am, let's talk straight."

"Okay, then I won't beat around the bush. Do you know the magic of harvesting life, sir?"

"I know. But I don't know much about it. It has been lost for many years since the birth-harvest magic was banned. Why do you ask this? Madame understands that magic?"

"Sir, if you don't understand, how can I understand. I only know that the captured living souls should be controlled by paper dolls with hair tied and five-colored silk. As for why you mentioned the magic of harvesting life, you have to talk about dragons." Nine."

Si Ren's eyebrows twitched, "Long Jiu? Does he know the sorcery of harvesting life?"

"That's not true. But beside him is an old witch named Dudu Diwan, who is good at harvesting."

"Alone? How do you know?"

"My people dealt with her."

"What does that have to do with what you want me to steal?"

"What I want you to steal is the paper figurines that alone can control living souls."

"Why? Why did you steal that thing?"

"Then you don't have to worry about it, anyway, just find a way to steal it for me. Within three days."

"No, the time is too short."

"I will help you."

"help me?"

Jin Ji took out three emerald green feathers from her chest, "You take this, I don't think I will teach you how to use it."

Si Ren hesitated, put away the feathers, "Why..."

Jinji got up and stretched out her finger to gently press Si Ren's mouth, "As long as you help me get what I want, not only will the little Huangxian return to the Buji Pavilion unscathed, but you can also ask me three questions. question."

"Three questions?"

"Yes, any question is fine, and I will tell you everything I know."

Now that Qilin's life is in the hands of others, life and death are uncertain, Si Ren has no position to say more, no matter whether there is something he wants to know, it seems that he can only nod in agreement.

Seeing that Si Ren didn't say anything more, Jin Ji was very happy, "It seems that I have found the right person. Well, if there are no doubts, I will leave first."

Si Ren sat still, "Madam, go slowly."

When she got to the door, Jin Ji stopped and turned her head, "Sir, is he really just an ordinary mage?"

"Well, there is still no name in the Jianghu."

Jin Ji shook her head, "I don't think so."

Without waiting for Si Ren to say anything, Jin Ji opened the door and stepped out, a purple light flashed, and the door was empty.

Holding three chicken feathers in one hand and two weasel feathers in the other, Si Ren sat at the table in a daze: Three days, General's Mansion, Caisheng Demon Art, Dudu Diwan, Yechang, Long Jiu...

I really have no clue, the more I think about it, the more chaotic I get.Si Ren looked up at the wall clock: it will be midnight soon.He has one last "person" to ask, and one last hope.

Beside the stone workshop outside the Buji Hall, Si Ren held onto the stone pillar with both hands, chanting words.

Soon, a silly voice sounded in his mind, "Mr. Si, what's the matter for calling me out?"

In fact, this is just an induction, and others cannot hear it.

It turns out that this stone square in Yancheng was originally built to commemorate a hero who defended the city, and it has been built for more than 200 years.Stones are originally spiritual things that can ward off evil spirits. Over time, stone workshops become refined and become spiritual objects that can communicate with people. Of course, the premise is that they have a little knowledge of magic.

Si Ren found out about this shortly after he rented the Buji Pavilion.

"Two days ago, that night when it rained heavily, did you see Qilin running out of the house?" Si Ren asked in his heart.

"I see. He's still sheltering from the rain with me."

"Oh? Did he say anything to you?"

"No."

"Then when did he leave the vicinity of Buji Pavilion, and in that direction?"

"It rained strangely that night, and then all the evil spirits in the city drifted in one direction. Qilin avoided the rain and said it was meaningless and wanted to join in the fun, so he left from me and headed north."

Although it was expected that there would be no gains, Si Ren couldn't help being a little disappointed.After thanking him and saying goodbye, Si Ren had no choice but to think of an excuse to go to the general's mansion again.

Early the next morning.

Long Jiu just woke up when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A guard on duty that day pushed open the door, "General, the guy who pretended to be a woman and tried to get out of the city that day is here, and he said he wants to see you."