kidnap a beauty to catch a demon

From the appearance alone, this is indeed a round fan with exquisite workmanship, the fan bones of Xiangfei bamboo, the soft and white tulle fan surface, a few peach blossoms in full bloom are painted on the fan surface, and a small fan hangs from the fan handle. The dark green tassels make this round fan delicate and elegant.

It's just that a lot of blood beads were splashed on the peach blossom petals embroidered on the fan, and the blood has long since dried up, showing a slightly dark color.

Fang Yize stared at the round fan for a long time, except that he could smell some yin energy that was about to dissipate from the blood on the fan, but found nothing else.

"Do you have any ideas?" Ji He, who was also staring at the round fan, suddenly said, with a little uncertainty in his voice, "I feel like I'm thinking too much."

Fang Yize looked at the round fan splattered with blood again, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, he turned his head to look at Ji He, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled softly: "Tell me, maybe we can think of it Let's go together."

Ji He met Yize's gaze above, and the two of them spoke almost at the same time, ""Peach Blossom Fan"?"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Yize couldn't help but put his arms around Ji He's shoulders, lowered his head and rubbed against Ji He's hair, "Hey, Ji He, look, is our tacit understanding getting higher and higher? "

"Get the serious stuff done first," Ji He was somewhat unresponsive to his sudden embrace, and couldn't help poking Fang Yize's arm with a serious face, "Then we'll discuss the degree of tacit understanding." What is it, Second Young Master Fang?"

Fang Yize let go of Ji He with a dissatisfied expression, with interest in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "When did you become so serious? As a demon subduing master, I'm not in a hurry."

"Then just think it's me who is in a hurry to do something else. Be good, hurry up and work." Ji He couldn't help laughing, bent his eyes, and said softly. Fang Yize was stunned for a while when he said that.

"Hey, why didn't I realize Ji He, you are so, so..." Fang Yize pondered for a while, but couldn't find a suitable adjective, so he could only turn his eyes and continue to look at the bloody fan, and said casually , "The reason why we both think of "Peach Blossom Fan", I think it's mostly because the round fan is embroidered with peach blossoms and has some blood on it. But there is no factual basis. Besides, "Peach Blossom Fan" is just an ordinary drama." ? It doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the haunting of this hotel.”

Ji He took a few steps closer so that he could see the embroidery on the fan more clearly, and said slowly: "I also think it's strange. I don't have a deep impression of "Peach Blossom Fan", which is basically a performance written by Kong Shangren." The historical drama of the hatred of subjugation, in the late Ming and early Qing period, should be the love tragedy between Li Xiangjun and Hou Chaozong. I don’t have much impression of the others. I don’t know whether the appearance of this fan has something to do with "Peach Blossom Fan". So sure."

Fang Yize looked at Ji He in amazement, and couldn't help laughing: "I was still counting on you to explain this play to me carefully."

Ji He glanced at him sideways, and said expressionlessly: "What age is this? Ask Baidu if you don't know, and Google if you're not sure. I'm not an encyclopedia."

Fang Yize raised his eyebrows, and while taking out his mobile phone to surf the Internet, he couldn't help teasing: "I seem to be a little uncomfortable with the new relationship, I really want to ask online, the new boyfriend always hates me, swollen Is it broken?"

Hearing Fang Yize's words, Ji He's eyes also had a thin layer of smile, as if rubbed into the dazzling gold, although they didn't speak, the atmosphere between the two became warm and tender.

Fang Yize quickly found the relevant encyclopedia of "Peach Blossom Fan", and read it at a glance, but found nothing suspicious. He couldn't help but frowned, and turned his gaze back to the bloody fan on the window sill.

He handed the phone to Ji He, and the opened web page showed the information of "Peach Blossom Fan". Ji He looked at it and was a little surprised, then followed the link on the web page to continue to open to see the information about "Peach Blossom Fan" on Tianya " gossip: "It's just an ordinary love tragedy, mixed with a little element of subjugation, it really doesn't seem to have anything to do with this fan... Wait."

Ji He's fingers paused on an entry, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "During the Republic of China, a troupe came here to perform "Peach Blossom Fan", but one night the whole troupe suddenly disappeared, and there was not even a single bit of news about it. None left."

Fang Yize raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said casually, "Maybe the troupe is going to change places after the performance?"

"It's the fault here," Ji He handed the phone to Fang Yize, pointed to a line of text on it, and said in a low voice, "The theater troupe has been performing here for a week, and it's only been two days before. It also said that it opened at [-]:[-] pm every day, but suddenly disappeared, and there was no one left. Later, the manager of the local theater went to the backstage to check and found that the dowry and costumes of the troupe were all there, the only thing that was missing was the troupe. A round fan prepared by Li Xiangjun's Danjiao for the scene of 'Blood Splattered Peach Blossom Fan'."

After Fang Yize heard it, his eyes darkened and his face became serious.Seeing this, Ji He couldn't help lowering his voice, and said while thinking: "This matter has always been an unsolved mystery in the local area. It has been passed down for decades, from grandparents to grandchildren. But It was the period of the Anti-Japanese War, and there was turmoil. No one can say for sure what happened. The news about supernatural events on the Internet was several years ago, so I can’t believe it all. It still depends on the specific situation. "

"Yeah, I'm a monster subduing master anyway," Fang Yize smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his brows, suddenly felt a headache again, and wanted to blame others, "No, this is not the imperial capital, there are demons and ghosts from other places It doesn't seem to have much to do with me. I might as well just leave it alone and call the president of the branch here and ask him to send a demon subduing master to check the situation."

Ji He's eyes paused for a while on the window sill, and his tone seemed a little narrow, and he said slowly, "I'm afraid it's too late."

Why is it too late?Just as Fang Yize was about to ask, he followed Ji He's gaze and couldn't help but froze for a moment. What's the matter?Is the number of demons this year hitting a record high?

On the window sill, a child in a large school uniform was smiling and looking at them, with his legs dangling on the window sill.The child was not very old, he looked about eleven or twelve years old. He was wearing a baggy school uniform, with delicate features and bright smiles in his slightly curved eyes.

The weather outside was still gloomy, and Fang Yize was almost dazzled by the child's bright smile for a moment.He silently put the phone with the address book turned on back into his coat pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat, smoked a cigarette from it, took out a lighter, lit it, and took a puff slowly, Only then did he look carefully at the child in front of him again, pondered for a moment, and asked him: "Little ghost, please give me a name?"

The child's dangling legs stopped in mid-air, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze for a moment.Ji He on the side spoke at the right time, with a cold voice: "The night I first arrived at this hotel more than half a month ago, he appeared in Zhou Zhou's room."

Fang Yize, who was smoking, stopped suddenly, and turned his head to look at Ji He in amazement. If there was nothing in the smoke, he saw Ji He's pair of peach blossom eyes that were as calm as water. I can't say it.

He suddenly remembered the golden flash in Ji He's eyes that he had seen just now in their room.

Tsk, I almost forgot, Ji He is not human.It must be more than enough to deal with such a little devil.Those red leads, spells, and so on that he prepared for Ji He are probably even more useless.

Fang Yize just thought about it for a second or two, and then came to his senses. He looked at the kid in front of him with a strange face, and asked with a smile, "I came here once more than half a month ago, why are you here again? What's going on here? Something that attracts you?"

The child shook his head, then he didn't know what he was thinking of, nodded his head lightly, and finally spoke, his voice was clear, with a little hoarseness that was about to change, but it was surprisingly nice: "I'll give you Help. I know how this fan got here."

"Oh? How do you say it?" Fang Yize took a puff of cigarette slowly, and looked at the kid in front of him through the smoke.

The child lowered his head and played with his fingers for a while, then waved to Fang Yize, "Come closer, and I'll tell you."

"It's so mysterious, you don't mean to say that the shocking treasure is hidden on a certain island and you want me to find it?" Fang Yize clicked his tongue, and moved closer to the child as he said, listening to him like reciting a book. Word by word: "Thousands of ghosts cry together, and the killing array will appear. There is a mystery on the fan, and the solution can be understood."

Fang Yize was taken aback by these very mysterious and profound words, looked at the child in front of him, and was about to ask something more, when the child suddenly waved at him, a gesture of farewell, the next Seconds later, the child turned around and jumped out of the window sill, before disappearing from their sight.

Fang Yize was in a daze, turned to look at Ji He, and asked him subconsciously: "Did you understand what the kid said just now?"

Ji He's brows furrowed deeply, but he didn't answer the question: "Why did he do that?"

Yeah, why do you want to do that?

Fang Yize put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the coffee table in the room, without further hesitation, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, a soft red halo danced on his fingertips, and said neatly: "Don't worry about why Alright, let's solve a riddle first."

There are mysteries on the fan surface, which can be solved clearly.

Fang Yize raised his hand, and flicked it lightly on the fan, the red halo on his fingertips scattered like feathers of auspicious light, and landed on the fan, the peach blossom fan, which was originally soaked in blood, suddenly changed.

The spots of blood gradually faded, became lighter, and finally disappeared slowly, while the peach blossoms that had not yet fully bloomed on the fan surface seemed to be blown by a spring breeze overnight, and all of them bloomed in an instant, delicate, pink, and scorching.

#####I feel like I am a little science expert!There is wood!Kong Shangren's "Peach Blossom Fan" is actually quite good-looking. Of course, in this story, "Peach Blossom Fan" is just an introduction. I don't need much details~

Remember to come tomorrow, I will give you a big change!

The author shouted expectantly, waving a small handkerchief.