I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

After Feng Shu took the Jiangpao doll away, he didn't come back all night.

Ning Cheng closed his eyes and recalled the scene he saw, but he couldn't figure out why.

"Feng Shu...what on earth are you thinking?"

He had been treated coldly by Feng Shu, so he came up with a whim to play with the two puppets.But now, after receiving Xiayun's memory fragment, Ning Cheng became even more confused.He stared at the crackling and dancing candle flames, only feeling chills all over his body.

He wanted to grab Feng Shu by the collar and yell at him, asking him to take off the mask on his face and face himself——

But now, he can only sit alone in the left hall, watching the drizzle outside the window.

"Rain...it's raining, did Feng Shu bring an umbrella?"

Ning Cheng stood up almost subconsciously, pulled out an oil-paper umbrella from the left hall, and stepped out of the hall in a panic.

It was still night outside.Ning Cheng lit a fluorescent light and walked on the gravel road.The silver bell on his waist shimmered and rang softly with his steps.

"Feng Shu, where are you?"

Ning Cheng tried to transmit voice several times, but got no reply.He bypassed the Taolin, walked through the Disobedience Hall, and finally returned to the Fengyue Hall.

The candlelight in the left hall was flickering, Ning Cheng was overjoyed, stepped into the hall, but only saw an empty room.

His hand holding the paper umbrella trembled slightly, and the rain dripped down the tip of the umbrella, together with the mud stained on the boots, staining a small spot of dirt on the ground.

That's right, I was stunned for a while... Feng Shu is carrying a silk umbrella, so why would he worry about a few drizzles?

Ning Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and silently put away the umbrella.He stared at the muddy water stained on the ground, some mana condensed from his fingertips, but quickly dissipated.

"The ground is so dirty, Feng Shu might be shocked when he sees it?"

Ning Cheng took off his boots, went into the hall and took a piece of cloth to wipe off the muddy water on the ground.

He washed the ground carefully, wiped off the wet mud from the boots, and put them back in place.

After he sorted everything out, it was already midnight.Ning Cheng made his own mattress, retracted into the bed, tossed and turned for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.

He accidentally fell asleep, and had a dream in a daze.

He was wearing simple plain clothes, lying on a big bed, covered with a crimson robe.

"Palace Master, it's time to wake up."

Feng Shu smiled lightly and pinched his cheek.

"I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while."

He turned over, and the robe on his body slipped to the ground, revealing the slightly open collar.

Under the neckline, there is a piece of smooth and delicate, with a few red marks printed on it, dazzling like stars in the night sky.

"Why, are you feeling unwell today?"

Feng Shu's tone was a little nervous.

Just as he was about to respond, he felt a chill on his forehead, but it was Feng Shu who put his hand on his forehead.

"It's really hot."

Warm white light gushes out from Feng Shu's palm and melts into his forehead.

"The law has been enacted, why are there still people wantonly destroying vegetation?"

Feng Shu's voice was a little angry, obviously a little angry.

"It's okay. This level of discomfort will pass soon."

He sat up, pulled his long hair, and said, "How long have I been asleep?"

Feng Shu stretched out his hand, helped him up, and said: "It didn't take long, I just missed two meals, and it was the morning of the next day. Is the Palace Master hungry? I prepared some easy-to-digest food, you can use it. "

"The second day? Have I slept for so long?"

He murmured, just about to walk to the table, but suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The body temperature rose instantly, and the whole body felt like being bitten by ants, with a faint numbness.

He bit his lower lip, suppressed the surging blood in his throat, and tightened his grip on Feng Shu's clothes.

"Palace Master?"

Feng Shu also seemed to realize that something was wrong with him, and quickly helped him to the collapsed bed to lie down.

"My lord, are you alright?"

"No problem. Go to the Yamen, don't worry about me."

"Can--"

"Okay, you have to set an example, you can't take the lead and be late, right?"

Feng Shu hesitated for a while, then said: "Palace Master, your seizures have become more and more frequent recently, and each time they are so severe, I'm worried—"

"What are you worried about? It just looks serious, it's okay."

He patted Feng Shu's cheek, and said softly: "Okay, I'm not a child anymore, don't keep crying."

Feng Shu said: "Palace Master, may I help you heal for a while?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Shu immediately mobilized the mantra power and cast it on him.

Looking at the continuous white light, he sighed and didn't stop it.

The white light gradually diffused, and then became brighter and brighter, so dazzling that people could barely open their eyes...

"Fengshu?"

Suddenly, the scenery in front of me pulled away and disappeared like transpiration.

A trace of coldness caressed his forehead, then his cheeks, and finally stayed on his lips, and then left quickly.

"crazy."

Ning Cheng opened his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the silver-blue back.

Windy?

Ning Cheng sat up against the edge of the bed.Following his movements, a small hand warmer rolled down from the bed, and he quickly caught it.

"Brother Ning is awake? Come and have breakfast."

Through the gap in the screen, Ning Cheng saw Feng Shu sitting in front of the coffee table.

He stood up, put on his outer robe, and sat opposite Feng Shu with the stove in his hands.He paid attention to Feng Shu's face, but after only one night, Feng Shu smiled the same as before, as if nothing happened last night.

"It's so cold...it won't be snowing outside, right?"

Feng Shu smiled, and said: "How can it snow before the cold dew arrives. Brother Ning feels cold, so drink some ginseng soup."

Ning Cheng took a sip from the soup bowl in front of him, and said, "It smells so good, Feng Shu, your cooking skills are really good."

Feng Shu smiled and said: "Okay, eat quickly, you have to go to the government later."

Ning Cheng drank a few more sips of soup, put down the soup bowl, and said, "Feng Shu, did you personally set up the home furnishings in the left hall?"

Feng Shu said: "That's right. Why did Brother Ning ask this question?"

Ning Cheng said: "It's nothing, I just feel that the arrangement of items in this hall seems to be random, but it seems to be particular. It doesn't look messy, and it's not too empty. It's really just right."

Feng Shu smiled, and said: "Brother Ning started making fun of me this early in the morning."

Ning Cheng waved his hand, and said, "I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. Feng Shu, is your residence before the court judgment so exquisite and elegant?"

Feng Shu said: "I can't talk about how elegant it is, as long as it is not messy."

"Really? I thought you were born so noble and elegant because you came from a famous family."

"Brother Ning was joking, Feng Shu is only interested in delicate objects."

Ning Cheng smiled, noncommittal.He turned his gaze to Feng Shu's hand holding the cup, and said, "Feng Shu, you can draw pictures and also understand home furnishing. If I move out in the future, can you do me a favor and design a house?" appearance, built-in?"

Hearing this, Feng Shu pulled back his smile and said, "Brother Ning, why do you always think about moving?"

Ning Cheng said: "No, I just thought of it suddenly and asked casually."

Feng Shu was silent for a while, took a sip of tea, and said: "If you feel uncomfortable living in the palace, I can also..."

Ning Cheng smiled and said, "I just said it casually, why do you take it seriously? To be honest, I just thought that you have a talent in design, maybe it can be applied to building houses."

Feng Shu pushed the plate containing jujube cakes towards Ning Cheng, and said, "Feng Shu is ashamed, but he really has never dabbled in this clay brick building technology."

Ning Cheng picked up a piece of jujube cake and said, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, you can do whatever you want, and you'll really become a fairy."

Feng Shu said: "No one is perfect, even the immortals in the sky are not omnipotent."

After he finished speaking, both of them fell silent.After a while, Ning Cheng said: "Feng Shu, do you believe that there are really gods in this world?"

Feng Shu said: "There can be grieving ghosts and evil spirits in this world, why can't there be immortals?"

Ning Cheng said, "Then, what does the fairy in your imagination look like?"

Feng Shu said: "I never thought about it, it should be the same as in the script."

Ning Cheng thought for a while and said, "You said before that those two wooden dolls were magic weapons that I forged when I was young. Then where did you learn your art of making weapons from?"

Feng Shu said: "Both my parents died when I was young, and I was taken in by a family of toolmakers. I worked as a servant there, and learned some ways of toolmaking along the way."

Ning Cheng didn't expect such an answer, and couldn't help being taken aback: "Sorry, I don't know..."

Feng Shu smiled lightly, and said, "It's okay. I don't have much memory of getting along with my parents. Brother Ning, don't need to feel offended."

Ning Cheng pondered for a while, and then said: "Then, you said before that you spent a period of time with someone who doesn't like coriander. Is that person the utensil maker who took you in?"

Feng Shu said: "No. Brother Ning, you have asked me so many questions, can I also ask the last one?"

Ning Cheng said, "Please do."

Feng Shu said: "Brother Ning, what did you dream about last night during the half stick of incense that you fell asleep?"

Ning Cheng smiled and said: "I dreamed that a young man carrying a girl on his back met a big monster. In order to protect himself, he actually offered the girl to the monster as rations, and he ran away—you said this dream , isn’t it strange?”

Feng Shu pondered for a moment, and said: "It's a bit weird. It stands to reason that the young man abandoned the girl because he was no match for the monster. So, why did the monster let the young man go instead of arresting both of them?"

Ning Cheng said: "I don't know about it, it's just a dream, why should it be so real."

Feng Shu nodded slightly, and said, "Yes."

The two silently stopped talking.After breakfast, they each had their own concerns and went to the Yamen in the Hall of Disobedience.

On this day, Ning Cheng and Feng Shu went out of the palace as usual to search for clues related to the case in hand.

The memory of seeing Xuehua before, coupled with the stories he heard from Huafan, made Ning Cheng interested in the Hualin murder case.

However, after all, this is an unsolved case that has passed 12 years, and it has not been included in the search again.

Therefore, Ning Cheng could only secretly plan to go to Zangshuge to look up relevant case files when he was free in the future.

What they are investigating now is a supernatural case that happened in the Yu Mansion in the west of the city.According to the records in the case, since half a month ago, strange things have happened frequently in Yu's house, such as the food in the back kitchen disappearing out of thin air, inexplicable chatting and laughing in the empty room, the curtains in the room fluttering without wind, etc.

At first, everyone in Yu Mansion just thought it was some prank, and didn't take it seriously.

Later, there were more and more strange things like this, and Yu Fei, the Patriarch of the Yu Mansion, couldn't bear his wife's crying and begging, so he had to report the matter to the Disciplinary Palace to find out who was behind the scenes.

At that time, Disobedience Hall still had several important cases on hand, so the case of the Yu Mansion was temporarily put on hold.

Today, three days later, Feng Shu ordered his servants to deal with the aftermath of the remaining cases, and then brought Ning Cheng to the Yu Mansion.

Speaking of the Yu Mansion, Ning Cheng is actually no stranger, after all, the Yu Mansion is next door to the Ning Mansion, so it can be regarded as his old neighbor.

Back then, he had a pretty good relationship with the young master of Yufu, and even went to drink the other party's wedding wine.

When arriving at Yu Mansion, Ning Cheng couldn't help but glance at the open space next to Yu Mansion.

After the murder case of the Ning family was uncovered, the neighbors were grateful for the benevolence of the Ning-Shan couple, and volunteered to help clean up the ruins of the Ning mansion.

With their enthusiastic help, the ruins were quickly cleared into an open space, leaving only the seemingly fertile black soil.

After Ning Cheng learned about this, accompanied by Feng Shu, he went door to door to thank the neighbors, and said that the open land could be used for them to plant crops or use it for other purposes.

Right now, the open space has been plowed into several soil furrows.Ning Cheng remembered that when he visited last time, some potatoes and radishes were planted here, but now there are only a few potholes left. Maybe they were all harvested before winter.

"Hello Feng Juan, and Ah Cheng."

The one standing in front of Yu's mansion is none other than Yu Yan, the young master of the Yu family.Because of his acquaintance with Ning Cheng, he greeted Ning Cheng after politely bowing to Feng Shu.

Feng Shu nodded as a response, while Ning Cheng smiled and said, "Ayan, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are getting thinner."

Yu Yan smiled and said, "Ah Cheng was joking. Sisi is sick now, and I'm worried about her condition, so I also lost weight."

Ning Cheng was slightly startled, and said, "Sister-in-law is sick? Is it very sick?"

Ning Cheng also recognized Yu Yan's wife—Meng Si.

The three of them were about the same age, and they always got together when they were young, playing kite flying, swinging, drinking at home and so on.

Among them, what they do most often is to act out the love-hate entanglement of each character according to the storyline in the script.

Ning Cheng had a quick mind and made up some small stories by himself, acting out one play after another with Yu Meng and the two of them.

Later, Ning Cheng was sent to the Lanyan Hall by his father, and gradually separated from Yu Yan and Meng Si.

Feng Shu glanced at Ning Cheng, and said, "Let's discuss it in detail after entering the house."

Yu Yan said: "I'm sorry, it was Yu Yan who was rude. Lord Feng Juan, please."

He welcomed Feng and Ning into the lobby of Yu Mansion, and then ordered the servants in the mansion to serve tea.

"My father sprained his foot last night, and the doctor told him to rest. If Yu Yan has any incompetent hospitality, please forgive me."

After Yu Yan arranged for the two to sit down, he said so.

"Young Master Yu, you're being polite. Could the matter of your father's injury be related to the evil spirits in the mansion causing trouble?"

Yu Yan nodded, and said: "That's true. Last night at three o'clock, when I settled down for my sick wife, I was just about to wash my hands when I saw someone in the ancestral hall of the mansion passing by.

I was worried that thieves would sneak in, so I immediately notified my father and led five servants to investigate.However, we searched the entire ancestral hall and found no signs of intrusion. "

He paused, and said: "Just as we were about to leave, the candles burning in the ancestral hall suddenly went out without wind. In the darkness, my father tripped over the stick in the hand of the servant and sprained his foot. "

Feng Shu said: "When Mr. Yu was searching the ancestral hall, did he order people to pay attention to the rest of the mansion?"

Yu Yandao: "Before entering the ancestral hall, I was worried about thieves breaking into other rooms, so I ordered my servants to guard the doors of each room, but I never saw any suspicious people. Recently, strange things happened frequently in the mansion, and the candles in the ancestral hall were suddenly extinguished. The matter was treated as a disturbance by evil spirits."