"Fuck, Brother Chen, another paper man!" Wu Weiwei shouted in surprise.
Jiang Yu lifted Chen Ling to his front with one hand, "Again?"
Chen Ling honestly lowered his head and explained: "Before I went out to the mountain to find that girl, one appeared in the bathroom."
Jiang Yu gave him a warning look, clearly showing that he was displeased with him for not speaking up when things happened.
He let go of his hand and leaned over to pick up the paper figure.
It was blank, without any spells or aura. Of course, this only applied to Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei.
Jiang Yu flicked his fingertips on the paper man's head, and a line of strange black runes immediately appeared on the paper man's belly.
Chen Ling: "It's the paper figurine technique!"
Wu Weiwei: “What?”
Chen Ling: "It is also called the art of paper cutting and folding. People who know this art can make paper figures serve them."
"Can it be like this?" Wu Weiwei thought carefully about the books he had read before. There were indeed related contents in them. Those were large paper figures used to commemorate the dead, not these mini paper figures that were less than the size of a palm and seemed to have no lethality, but in fact had extremely strong attack power.
Chen Ling nodded repeatedly, and was actually a little excited: "Paper figures don't eat or drink, are invulnerable to swords and guns, and only obey the orders of their masters to move, charge and kill. They can also help move things and find things... Anyway, they have many uses."
After listening to it, Wu Weiwei also felt that it was a must-have for home and travel. With this thing, who would want to do it themselves
Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "But how can Huang Fu ghost know this kind of magic?"
Jiang Yu held the paper figure in his hand, and a faint blue flame shot out from his palm. "Someone is using him to do evil."
Wu Weiwei: "Brother Jiang, do you mean that there is someone behind him?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yu's face was cold, and in his pupils half covered by his eyelids, fire from his palms was jumping.
The flames lost their previous intensity and became very gentle, wrapping the paper figure tenderly but reluctant to burn it completely.
The paper man seemed to really feel the pain, his hands and feet twitched, and he even ignited red flames, trying to self-destruct.
Jiang Yu's brows furrowed, and the red flame seemed to be afraid of something and went out immediately.
The paper man screamed again, and the hellfire slowly burned from the edge to its forehead, and a drop of red blood immediately flowed out from that place.
It was like a spring. When it was opened, bright red blood kept gushing out, dyeing the white paper man blood red.
Chen Ling: "Backlash..."
Wu Weiwei hugged himself a little scared, thinking that even if he had to provoke the King of Hell, he should not provoke Brother Jiang. It was too scary. He was clearly torturing the other party on purpose and did not stop until the backlash intensified.
If the person behind the scenes had an average level of martial arts skills, he would have probably vomited blood and died by now.
After a while, the paper man turned into a wet, bloody man.
Paper soaked in blood was particularly fragile, and would break into floc-like pieces with just a slight squeeze from the fingertips.
Chen Ling took some paper and wiped Jiang Yu's hands, then threw the toilet paper wrapped with the man's residue into the toilet in the bathroom, then pulled the man to the sink and carefully gave him two bottles of hand sanitizer.
The man's fingers were long and slender, and washing was like touching a work of art. Chen Ling was distracted, but pretended to be calm and said, "I don't remember offending anyone. Who do you think instructed Huang's father to release that paper man?"
"I don't know." Jiang Yu's fingers suddenly curled up and held the young man's hand. "Go and sleep with me tonight. It's not safe for you to be alone."
Chen Ling: "That person is not dead yet?"
"No." Jiang Yu said calmly, "He just put a drop of blood on the paper man. He won't die. At most he will be injured."
Chen Ling frowned: "Okay, I'll sleep with you, but what about Weiwei?"
Wu Weiwei’s ability to protect himself is not very strong, and it is also dangerous for him to live in a room alone.
Jiang Yu's tone dropped, and his voice was emotionless: "He will be fine."
Wu Weiwei leaned against the wall outside the bathroom and shouted, "Brother Chen, I actually think that paper man's target wasn't me."
Afraid that the people inside the wall couldn't hear clearly, he turned around, grabbed the door frame with both hands, and stuck his head in: "Before the incident, I heard a little noise in the room, but I went to the window to check and found nothing... Now I think about it, could it be that the paper man was identifying the person in the room?"
It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once Wu Weiwei heard it, he really felt that it was the case, not to mention...
He asked, "Brother Chen, did you say that paper man was put in this afternoon to test your strength?"
Chen Ling: “…” It’s really possible.
It was because after testing him, he felt that he was not easy to deal with that he chose to transform into Jiang Yu to lure him into the trap.
This method is quite vicious.
If it were someone with poor mental quality, he would probably have a psychological trauma after seeing the ancestor's face now.
Chen Ling clenched his fists and cursed in his heart, "He has such a dark heart that he can come up with such a dirty trick. He is so shameless!"
In order to hide his anger, he rushed to the bed, rolled up the quilt and hugged it, turned around clumsily and looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Brother Jiang, can you help me get the pillow?"
"No need to take it, it's over there." Jiang Yu glanced at the soft quilt in the young man's arms, frowned slightly, and looked quite disgusted.
Wu Weiwei followed and left, and after entering his room, he immediately leaned his back against the door. He regretted very much that he did not bring a weasel or a German Shepherd with him, so that he would have someone to help keep watch!
He shook his head and sighed.
Suddenly I feel a little envious of the people next door. It’s really great to have someone to take care of and protect you.
Chen Ling followed the man into the room and found that the mattress was still neatly laid out as it was, without having been opened or sat on.
He raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You didn't sleep?"
Jiang Yu glanced towards the desk and said, "Copy the scriptures."
Chen Ling moved closer and saw the vigorous and powerful strokes of ink on the white rice paper, which was pleasing to the eye.
He retracted his gaze, put the quilt on the edge of the bed, pushed Jiang Yu's quilt aside, then spread out his own quilt and crawled in.
It was my first time sleeping in the same bed, and I was nervous.
Chen Ling grabbed the quilt, closed his eyes and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"Go take a shower first." The man said and raised his hand to start unbuttoning his clothes.
Chen Ling felt that his hearing had become uncontrollably amplified. The rustling sounds of fabric rubbing against each other seemed to be right next to his ears, passing through his mind one after another, making him feel flustered.
He coughed lightly, grabbed the quilt and turned over, one ear sinking into the soft pillow while the other ear was forced to continue to capture sounds.
It seems that this can eliminate half of the panic.
The bathroom door was moved open, and soon the sound of splashing water could be heard.
Chen Ling couldn't sleep even more. His brain had its own temper and was so stubborn that it portrayed a picture of a handsome man emerging from the bath before his eyes.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he couldn't help swallowing. After rolling around twice, he simply buried himself in the quilt.
The darkness finally calmed his heart.
In order to prevent the mess in his mind from reviving, Chen Ling forced himself to think about some disgusting and scary things.
For example, the Huangfu ghost, and the man or woman behind the Huangfu ghost.
Huangfu Ghost is very powerful. Just a smile can make people sick. In addition, he is good at hiding and changing his form, making it difficult to identify him from a crowd of people. From ancient times to the present, there is no record of them being captured by humans.
It is really unbelievable that such a difficult and hard to deal with creature is willing to obey orders.
The air in the quilt was thin and hot.
Chen Ling was sweating profusely and was about to get out when he felt the mattress behind him sag.
His whole body stiffened and he quickly closed his eyes.
Jiang Yu sat sideways on the bed, his head slightly tilted, wiping his hair with a towel in one hand.
His gaze stopped on the young man's arched quilt, with a smile on his face. He waited until his hair was half dry, threw the towel on the nearest sofa, turned over, and supported himself with his hands on both sides of the young man's pillow.
Chen Ling hunched his shoulders, feeling the other person approaching, and subconsciously closed his eyes tighter.
Perhaps he was too nervous, or blinded by the heat, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness coming in, and the quilt was actually opened without him knowing.
Jiang Yu's body condensed into misty smoke and quickly slipped into the young man's quilt.
He re-condensed his body, and his slender limbs wrapped around her like vines, and sniffed her neck with his nose. After that, he felt unsatisfied, so he opened his lips and kissed her twice, and began to lick and kiss gently.
Chen Ling was as stiff as a stone. When he opened his eyes, he saw a chest.
The curtains in the room were half drawn, half of the moonlight was blocked outside, and the other half slid into the room arrogantly, falling on the white bed. It was precisely this little light that allowed him to see the man's muscular lines clearly.
Just by measuring with your eyes, you can know what it would feel like if you pressed it with your fingers.
Realizing that his thoughts had gone astray, Chen Ling closed his eyes again.
Jiang Yu didn't let him go, but suddenly loosened his arms, moved his body down a little, and stared at the man who seemed to be sleeping with burning eyes.
The young man's eyelashes were thick and curled, like two beautiful little fans. They lay quietly, leaving a faint shadow under his eyelids.
Jiang Yu raised his hand, his fingertips slid across the tip of his eyelashes, landed on the tip of his nose, and then on the small lip bead below.
The lip bow is soft and moist. Press down gently and let go, and the lip bow will slowly return to its original shape.
Chen Ling felt a little itchy and pretended to lick his lower lip unconsciously. When he was about to retract his tongue, it was bitten by a pair of teeth.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
Jiang Yu's eyelashes were so close to him, and his rapid breathing sprayed on his lips, carrying a confusion and anxiety that was not there in normal times.
While Chen Ling was stunned, the man took the opportunity to advance straight ahead. His teeth loosened the tip of his tongue and instead swept everywhere, from the teeth to the walls of the oral cavity, leaving no corner untouched.
The temperature regulating effect of the air conditioner seemed to have disappeared. The temperature in the air was obviously rising rapidly. The atmosphere was as sticky as if it was injected with honey, stirring everything with a sweet attitude.
Chen Ling was lucid at first, but gradually became confused and did not even notice that the collar button of his clothes had been pulled down.
By the time he noticed, the kiss was over.
Jiang Yu pulled his collar back, held him in his arms, and rubbed his chin against the top of the young man's head, "Sorry for waking you up."
Chen Ling: “…Are you serious?” I suspected that you knew I was pretending to sleep, but what could I do without evidence
Jiang Yu hummed and pushed the person into his arms again.
Chen Ling sensed something and immediately closed his eyes, moving his body back a little. "Excuse me, I'm asleep. Good night."
Jiang Yu chuckled, and the desire in his eyes was covered by a gentle smile.
He bent down and kissed the other's forehead, "Sweet dreams."
That night, Chen Ling really had a good dream. In the dream, he was lying in the air. There was a bright white light in front of him, but there was a bottomless abyss behind him. He heard someone roaring, someone crying loudly, and someone shouting and cursing.
And the bright half is silent, peaceful and harmonious.
It was even more terrible in the second half of the night. He was dragged down by a pair of hands. The strong smell of blood filled his senses, as if it was going to devour him.
But just as he was suffocating, the smell disappeared again, replaced by a familiar cold breath.
Chen Ling wrinkled his nose subconsciously, wanting to take a few more breaths of the nice-smelling air to replace the smell of blood that had not yet faded from his lungs, but he felt a pain in his nose.
He quickly opened his eyes and saw white flesh in front of him.
I touched it with my hand and pinched it. It was a little hard. I don't know how he trained such strong muscles. The key point is that it is not exaggerated and there is no greasy feeling at all.
It seems that our ancestor was a man who loved fitness very much when he was alive.
Chen Ling yawned, and weakly moved his head forward a little, resting it on the man's chest, "Morning."
Jiang Yu lifted his head and looked down into his eyes.
This was the first time he saw the young man who had just woken up early in the morning. His usually clear eyes were misty and his eyelids drooped. Perhaps he had just woken up and was not conscious enough. He did not realize some of the awkwardness between two grown men in the early morning.
Jiang Yu brushed his thumb under his eyes, "Morning."
The man's voice was low and hoarse, but the contentment in it was obvious that he had slept very well last night.
Chen Ling was stunned by the sound, and his consciousness returned a little. He finally realized that something was wrong with him. He moved back as if his butt was on fire, and said quickly: "I'm going to take a shower first, sober up."
Before he could finish his words, he had already gotten out of bed and rushed into the bathroom in an awkward posture as if he was being chased by a ghost.
Jiang Yu supported his head with one hand, lying on his side and looking at his back. His posture did not change at all from the time the young man went in to the time he came out.
When Chen Ling came out wiping his hair, he stood up lazily, showing his naked upper body generously, and reached out to take the towel.
Chen Ling obediently lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the other person's ankles. After a moment, he continued to look upwards dishonestly.
His whole body froze, and he was completely motionless. He waited for the other person to finish wiping him, and hurriedly said thank you, grabbed the towel and walked away quickly, "I'll go back to the room and change my clothes first."
Jiang Yu looked at the young man's fleeing back, smiled, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.
Chen Ling ran halfway when he ran into Wu Weiwei who had just woken up.
"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red." Wu Weiwei yawned and rubbed his eyes twice. He felt that his brother Chen's face looked weird, as if he had done something wrong.
Chen Ling said vaguely: "It's a little hot."
Wu Weiwei straightened his thin coat, took another look at his brother Chen's short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and said sincerely, "You have great firepower, worthy of you."
Chen Ling: “…”
We had a buffet breakfast at Zhenxiulou. As soon as we sat down, someone shouted in our direction.
It’s Li Hongyu.
In addition to the fat and thin senior brothers, Li Daoxuan, the team leader of the Special Investigation Department's Group 1, also came with him.
Li Daoxuan still looked gentle. He walked over, nodded at Chen Ling with a smile, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Yu who was standing behind him.
He asked, "Who is this?"
Chen Ling introduced: "Yuheshan's financial manager, my boyfriend, Jiang Yu."
"I've heard something about it." Li Daoxuan took the initiative to extend his hand.
Jiang Yu glanced at the hand below him, reached out and shook it, "Nice to meet you."
Li Daoxuan let go of his hand, and felt more certain about what Li Hongyu had said. The man in front of him was indeed unfathomable.
He calmly took a half step back and said to his junior nephew, "Since we all know each other, why not share a table?"
Of course Li Hongyu had no problem with that. He walked over to Chen Ling and asked, "You don't mind, do you?"
"I don't mind." Chen Ling felt that Li Daoxuan could bring the two sides closer together, so he went with the flow and sat down with them at a round table.
The fat and thin brothers and Wu Weiwei were responsible for getting the meals, while the rest of the people sat at their seats and talked about yesterday's case.
Li Daoxuan took the initiative to say: "I heard from Hongyu that you were the first to discover the body parts. Apart from that, did you find any other clues at the scene?"
Chen Ling said no.
Li Daoxuan pondered and said, "If that's the case, how can you be sure that it was Huang's father ghost who said that?"
Chen Ling really didn't know how to answer. After all, they didn't see it with their own eyes, and all their judgments came from Wu Weiwei's experience and the marks on the body.
Li Daoxuan smiled and eased the atmosphere, saying, "I don't question your intentions. I'm just worried about other possibilities."
"Mr. Li is right." Chen Ling took a sip of tea and turned to look at Jiang Yu. "What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Jiang Yu glanced at the cup of tea that the young man had drunk from and shook his head gently, "No need."
Li Hongyu glanced at his junior uncle and felt that his attitude in speaking and doing things today was more assertive than usual. After thinking about it, he thought it was probably because of this case.
After all, anyone would be unhappy if they were called back to work overtime during their vacation.
Li Hongyu coughed lightly and asked Chen Ling: "Wu Weiwei didn't tell me the details of his encounter with Huang's father ghost last night. Can you tell me what happened?"
It is not a glorious thing to be scared to the point of almost peeing your pants by Huang's father ghost. Chen Ling said: "When he comes back, ask him yourself."
Speak of the devil; he will appear.
Wu Weiwei came back with a tray and put down the side dishes and porridge one by one.
Putting the tray aside, he glanced at Li Hongyu who was staring at him intently, "What's the matter?"
Li Hongyu: "Tell me how you met Huang Fugui."
Wu Weiwei's face was distorted. He felt like vomiting when this was mentioned and he even lost his appetite.
Seeing his expression as if he had eaten a dead fly, Li Hongyu gave up the idea of asking: "If you are scared when you think about it, don't say it."
"Who said I was scared?" Wu Weiwei stiffened his neck, "I just find it disgusting."
In order to prove that he was a brave man, he recounted the entire cause and effect of the incident without leaving out a single detail, to prove that he had no psychological barriers towards the Huang Fu ghost.
Li Hongyu glanced at Li Daoxuan and said thoughtfully: "So, if it was a little later, that thing would crawl out of your stomach?"
Wu Weiwei: “…” Chest tightness and nausea.
Li Hongyu didn't notice it and turned to look at Li Daoxuan: "Uncle Master, is Huang's father ghost really like this?"
"Yes." Li Daoxuan drank a mouthful of porridge. "How Huangfu ghost appeared in this world is unknown. Maybe it was caused by the will of heaven, or maybe it crawled out from the abyss of hell. They are not like other monsters who need to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to practice and prolong their lives. They only need to cast a spell and use the bodies of living people to raise embryos. When the embryos crawl out of the corpses..."
Li Daoxuan paused, stirred the porridge with his spoon, and continued, "It can be regarded as a continuation of life."
Chen Ling glanced at the other person's expression. There was actually some emotion in those eyes looking out the window.
Yes, it is emotion, not anger or disgust.
He turned his eyes away, pretending he saw nothing, and lowered his head to start peeling eggs.
The egg was still hot. He knocked it all over, then pressed it with his palm and rolled it forward. The crackling sound of the shell breaking was refreshing.
A tip of the white and tender egg white appeared. Chen Ling handed it to Jiang Yu, then turned around to peel his own.
Li Daoxuan looked at the two of them, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Li Hongyu: "After breakfast, take the others to search the mountain. Tourists at the foot of the mountain cannot be ruled out. Regardless of whether it was done by Huang's father ghost, we must be extremely vigilant and guard against the next tragedy."
Li Hongyu nodded seriously: "Yes, Junior Master."
Wu Weiwei curiously buried his head and sent a text message to Li Hongyu: You really listen to your junior uncle.
Li Hongyu looked up at him but didn't reply.
Wu Weiwei curled his lips and said, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. He's not very curious anyway."
Immediately afterwards, the phone vibrated, and Li Hongyu's reply was: Junior Master is very talented, and everyone in Qingxuan Temple obeys him very much.
Wu Weiwei grinned and made an OK gesture to Li Hongyu, indicating that he understood.
Behind him, Chen Ling looked at the two of them thoughtfully.
Speaking of which, Li Hongyu and Wu Weiwei had a very bad relationship at first. They were always at loggerheads, especially Wu Weiwei. He had a lot of opinions about Li Hongyu because of the Special Investigation Department's suppression of half-baked groups.
But after spending a few times together, the two became more and more familiar with each other.
Wu Weiwei still has the same attitude as before, but Li Hongyu's attitude has changed a lot, from being indifferent to answering every question to answering every question.
Good phenomenon.
It would be best if you could get along harmoniously with the people in the Special Investigation Department. Even if you happen to snatch a business, you can rely on your personal connections to negotiate and avoid the risk of a fight.
Chen Ling patted Wu Weiwei on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "It's up to you, brother."
Wu Weiwei chewed the egg with a confused look on his face.
Chen Ling waved his hand: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just keep developing as you are now."
Wu Weiwei seemed to understand, but he still said yes in cooperation.
After the meal, everyone split into two groups. A group from the Special Investigation Department quickly went to carry out orders, while Chen Ling and others were responsible for sightseeing.
There is a traditional village about four or five hills away from the hot spring resort.
The village still retains a strong ethnic style, with small stone buildings and villagers wearing traditional colorful costumes embroidered with flowers everywhere.
Jiang Yu parked the car in a spacious courtyard outside the village and found that besides theirs, there were other cars parked outside.
He should have come from the hot spring villa as well.
After parking the car, they walked towards the village. The first thing they passed was a huge Huangguo tree. The tree was at least several hundred years old and very sturdy. Its lush branches and leaves cast a huge shadow on the ground. Several people in T-shirts and casual pants were enjoying the cool underneath.
Wu Weiwei recognized him as the old man who had taken a bath with him and boasted to him before.
Several middle-aged men also saw him, and one of them raised his hand and greeted him.
Wu Weiwei turned around and said to Chen Ling: "I'll go find out what's going on."
After some conversation, we learned that this village is called Fengling Village, and that it was migrated from the valley where the hot spring resort is.
Chen Ling suddenly realized: "No wonder the stone houses here look so new."
The mountains are humid, and houses built of wood or stone will be covered with moss over time, but the small buildings in the village are almost new.
He asked, “Did they say anything else?”
Wu Weiwei said: "They said there is nothing to see in the village, and it's full of old people. Oh, and there is also a statue of a god."
"Statue?" Chen Ling became interested and turned to ask Jiang Yu, "Want to go and see it?"
Jiang Yu: "Go ahead."
The statue is deep in the village. In order to worship him, the villagers built a stone temple for him.
The stone temple is a miniature building, only about 1.5 meters high, with a black bronze statue sitting cross-legged inside.
The statue has bulging eyes, a sunken nose, and a wide mouth with sharp teeth vaguely visible. He is also wearing a yellow cape.
Wu Weiwei was so surprised that his tongue got tied: "It's Huang, Huang..."
Seeing that he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, Chen Ling said for him: "It's the ghost of Huang's father."
A ghost creature that makes people sick and uses living bodies as a carrier for reproduction is actually the god worshipped in this village.