A bucket of river paste

Sensing that something was wrong with Song Tianjun, Song Yunzhou didn't dare to speak out, and made up a random sentence: "I got it by accident when I was traveling abroad."

"You dare to carry something unknown with you, I will confiscate it."

"No!" Song Yunzhou was astonished, and hurriedly snatched back the bottle of psychedelic, holding it in his hand, "Grandpa, when did you become so cheeky, you don't have to be ashamed to steal things from your grandson."

Song Tianjun's face was full of thick clouds, and his voice sank to the bottom: "Junzhou, give the things to grandpa, grandpa will not harm you."

"No, my grandson got this thing through hard work." Song Yunzhou grinned cheekily, thought for a while, raised his brows, and asked tentatively, "Grandpa insists on confiscating this thing, so what is the origin of this thing?" no"

"Nonsense!" Song Tianjun's eyes flickered undetectably, and he slightly missed Song Yunzhou's direct gaze, "You... If you insist on staying, then keep it!" Sheng Feng walked away angrily.

Looking at Song Tianjun's back, Song Yunzhou's eyes were filled with complicated light.

He and Qin Yanlou looked at each other and nodded.

He handed the bottle of ecstasy to Qin Yanlou, and Qin Yanlou was in charge of the investigation. Afterwards, he and Qin Yanlou separated in two ways. Qin Yanlou went to examine Song Jing's body, while he went to search for delicious tea. The person who gave it to him - the master of the medicine hall.

After arriving at the pharmacy, Song Yunzhou was not in a hurry to explain why he came, but just slowly asked for a bowl of fragrant tea, put his feet up and took a sip, pretending to be intoxicated: "The tea smells so good."

"This is the tea I bought some time ago, no, I even gave some to you, Song San Gongzi."

"Oh? Is this the same tea you gave me?"

The hall master cheerfully said: "Not bad."

"No," Song Yunzhou smelled it, put down the teacup, and clapped a golden fan in his hand again and again, "It's still not right."

"Dare to ask Third Young Master Song, what's wrong?"

Song Yunzhou looked at the hall master with deep meaning, trying to see something wrong from his face, but unfortunately he didn't see anything.He lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "The place to drink tea is not right." He shook the teacup in his hand, "You should drink it in my courtyard, it will taste better."

The hall master laughed loudly: "Hahaha, how can the humble room be compared with the attic of the third son of Song Dynasty. I..."

Song Yunzhou waved his fan to stop the hall master's next words, picked up the teacup with a smile on his face, and took a sip: "Since you're here, why not have a drink with the hall master."

"Hahaha, the third son of the Song Dynasty has been wronged to live here."

"Since it's a condescension," Song Yunzhou's eyes lit up, "How can the hall master not make up for it?"

"Song San Gongzi, just give orders." The hall master is a shrewd person, and he can see at a glance that Song Yunzhou has something to ask.

Therefore, Song Junzhou threw the psychedelic medicine to him without hesitation, saying that he had smelled the psychedelic smell in the tea leaves he gave him, and the bottle of psychedelic was found in Song Jing's room. of.

The hall master glanced at the psychedelic medicine bottle, his expression remained the same, he patted Song Yunzhou on the shoulder with a big laugh and said, "Yes, this medicine is indeed from here, when I ran into a senior near the villa many years ago, The secret medicine he left for me, because of its evil nature, I kept it in the secret room. Come, Third Young Master Song, I will take you to have a look."

With that said, he led Song Yunzhou to get up, went to the cabinet and turned on the mechanism, instead of coming into the secret room.

Although he guessed that there must be a secret room in the medicine hall to store secret medicines, Song Yunzhou couldn't help being surprised when he actually entered the secret room.

It's too big here, unbelievably big.

While Song Yunzhou was still looking around the surrounding environment, the hall master had already walked to an open space, pointed to the empty place and said: "Unfortunately, this hallucinogenic drug was stolen a few days ago. I have been sending People searched for it, but they couldn't find it, so I didn't expect it to be at Song Jing's place."

Song Yunzhou seemed to have guessed that there would be no result. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and asked, "Apart from you, who else can enter this secret room?"

The hall master's face suddenly became stiff, his facial muscles twisted strangely for a while, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Song Yunzhou's eyes faded away, he grinned his white teeth and asked, "Where is the senior who gave you the medicine?"

The hall master shook his head and sighed: "I don't know either. When I met him, he was already dying. He is probably dead now."

"Then do you still remember the appearance of that senior?"

"Just remember vaguely." As he said that, the hall master told the general appearance of the senior, and Song Yunzhou drew a picture. After finishing the pen, he showed the portrait to the hall master to confirm that he took the portrait with him. I'm looking for Qin Yanlou.

As everyone knows, not long after Song Yunzhou left, an inexplicable black shadow appeared around the corner, staring at the direction Song Yunzhou left with burning eyes.

After Qin Yanlou returned, he told Song Yunzhou the results of the autopsy. It turned out that Song Jing died of an overdose of hallucinations.Song Yunzhou's face darkened, and he threw the portrait in his hand to Qin Yanlou: "Look, this is Yang Daozi, the 'ghost doctor' you mentioned earlier?"

"Well, it's definitely him. His subordinates reported that Yang Daozi's cheeks were sunken and his beard was like the character horoscope, exactly like the person in the painting." Qin Yanlou replied.

"It seems that the clue is broken. Let's start with Siji Changqing." Song Yunzhou said with his mouth curled up.He lifted the evergreen between his fingers, and decided to start with it.

He spread out the pen and paper, wrote the characters on the four leaves one by one on the paper, and assembled them into smooth words according to different order of assembly. Qin Yanlou also put down the portrait of Yang Daozi in his hand, and studied with him .

Two hours later, when the sun was setting, Song Yunzhou put down his pen, rubbed his painful eyes, and waved his hand: "No, no, my eyes are so sore. You can come to Xiaoyanlou."

"Jun Zhou, look at these two sentences." Qin Yanlou pointed to two of them and asked, "Do you feel that these two sentences are implying something, such as..."

Song Yunzhou focused his eyes on the first half of the day, and suddenly his heart brightened, and his face changed drastically, as if he had discovered some news of a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

At this time, Song Ci just knocked on the door and came in with food.He held the food with a smile, and said hello to Song Yunzhou. When he was preparing the dishes, his eyes glanced at the portrait on the table, and his face suddenly changed: "This... this, this, this, isn't this an evil spirit!" His eyes were terrified, and the hand that pointed to the portrait on the table was trembling.

"What evil spirit?" Song Yunzhou looked at Yang Daozi's portrait, and unfolded it in front of Song Ci, "Have you seen him?"

Song Ci's eyes were full of fear, he widened his eyes, and nodded like a smash: "I... I heard the story of the midnight horror in the back mountain hut, so... I couldn't help being curious, and I secretly took a look at it a few nights ago. , and then... ahh, then I heard a strange sound in that room, and saw a ghost in the mirror!"

"It's over. I don't believe in evil spirits. What did you see in the mirror?" Song Yunzhou tapped Song Ci's head with a fan, comforted him, and made him recover a little bit of sanity.

Song Ci heaved his chest a few times, and muttered word by word: "I was frightened and stupid at the time, and I ran away after seeing this man appearing in the mirror."

"Unreliable!" Song Yunzhou glanced at him, and said to Qin Yanlou, "Xiaoyanlou, are you interested in going to the back mountain hut to find out?"

Qin Yanlou looked at him, nodded, and pushed the door away with him.

After waiting for the night to fall, Song Yunzhou and the two came to the hut in the back mountain.

Before they got close to the hut, the two heard a strange sound coming from the hut. The sound was indescribable in ordinary words. It was like a wave of evil spirits screaming loudly, or someone holding a weapon. However, when they entered the house, they found that there was no one in the house, only the cold wind howling, making a chilling sound.

Song Yunzhou couldn't help shivering too, looked at Qin Yanlou, and leaned towards the mirror Song Ci said.

The moonlight slanted horizontally, casting a dark beam of light on the mirror, and the flickering light made the mirror even more weird.

The two walked towards the mirror with their hands in their hands. However, when they stood in front of the mirror, Song Yunzhou was shocked.

The dim light on the mirror flickered, and the light and shadow were distinct, but they did not reflect their figures. Instead, four people appeared, and three of them turned out to be the dead Second Brother Zhang, Jin Wu, and the "Ghost Doctor" Yang Daozi!The three of them were pale and covered in blood, and they were fighting with the man with weapons in their hands, as if they were trying to escape the man's pursuit.

And the man who chased and killed the three of them shocked Song Yunzhou and Qin Yanlou. It turned out to be Song Yunzhou's grandfather, Song Tianjun!

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