Lian Youyou looked at Fu Mingsu, her smile showing a hint of contempt: "The person who let you see the true nature of this painting did not tell you that you might be entangled by the blood energy in this painting. The breath I just used was to blow away the blood energy in your body, otherwise, you would have a bloody disaster in three days and your life would be in danger."
Fu Mingsu was completely stunned by Lian Youyou's words. The words "bloody disaster, life in danger" made him feel cold from head to toe.
Fu Mingrui and Yi Jixuan, who initially thought that Lian Youyou was teasing Fu Mingsui, were also greatly surprised.
Yi Jixuan, who was friends with the Heavenly Master, didn't fully understand what Lian Youyou said, but he understood about 70% of it. He knew that Lian Youyou's action just now was to save Fu Mingsu. But he was still in great shock. Usually, Zhang Tianshi would have to go through a lot of trouble to get rid of evil spirits, but this Lian Youyou was blown away with just a breath? What kind of powerful Taoism is that!
Fu Mingrui, on the other hand, was surprised for a moment, but soon accepted Lian Youyou's words. He knew in his heart that the painting was indeed an evil object, and it was right to give it to Lian Youyou. But what did Lian Youyou mean by his elder brother seeing the real painting
Lian Youyou curled her lips and winked at Fu Mingsu: "You owe me another favor, remember that." After that, Lian Youyou picked up the painting and left. Her elegant demeanor made the men who misunderstood Lian Youyou seem filthy and vulgar in their hearts.
The Fat Buddha bowed to everyone: "Amitabha." He followed Lian Youyou with a smile.
Only Heiyan was left on the roof, continuing to stare coldly at the three men below, whose expressions changed differently because of Lian Youyou.
Fat Buddha followed Lian Youyou and walked in the bamboo forest corridor where Fu Mingrui and the others had come before: "Lord Lian, Fu Mingsu is a mortal, how can he see the things in this painting?"
Lian looked at the scroll in her hand leisurely, raised her eyebrows, picked it up, put it to her nose and sniffed it. Immediately, a bright fragrance floated out from the scroll, carrying the scent of an old friend returning.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lian Youyou's mouth. There was no worry on her face, but a leisurely smile: "An old friend is back and has set a difficult problem for us. We would not give him face if we don't solve it." Lian Youyou turned the scroll in her hand again, put her hands behind her back, and hummed a little tune.
The bamboo leaves on both sides rustled, as if there was a trap ahead, but Lian Youyou was not afraid and decided to go on an adventure to make her life worthwhile.
On the pavilion, the three men looked at Lian's leisurely back from afar. Yi Jixuan couldn't help but admire: "I really believe that there is a way to these nine gates. I will ask the Heavenly Master to meet the people of these nine gates someday."
“You can’t imagine what Miss Lian is capable of…” Fu Mingrui sighed softly, the haze in his heart slightly dissipated.
Fu Mingsui looked at Fu Mingrui for a while, his eyes showing deep worry: "Yes... Miss Lian's ability, we... can't imagine..." Unimaginable, she is a demon, her magic is naturally powerful!
When Lian's leisurely and elegant figure disappeared in the bamboo forest, Fu Mingrui immediately looked at Yi Jixuan and said, "Take me to the maple forest."
"Okay!" Yi Jixuan also wanted to know the secrets hidden in this house and find out the "ghost" who was causing trouble.
In the bright autumn sun, the maple forest looks even more charming.
The maple forest was in full bloom, just like a red cloud falling above Fu Mingrui and the others.
There is also a pavilion stone table in the forest. The stone table in the pavilion is embedded with graphite, and water can be poured directly for painting. The concave and convex parts are obviously used for square pen holders. The stone table is smooth and the water is cool, and you can faintly see the ink burning into the stone table.
I guess Huang Ye must have been painting in this pavilion, it is so elegant.
"Huang Ye is a well-deserved gentleman." Fu Mingsui stood in the pavilion and admired the elegant layout of the garden. Deep in the maple forest, there was a rockery and a stone table, which was a great place to play chess.
The autumn wind blows and the red maple leaves fall, creating a romantic scene.
Fu Mingsui couldn't help but sit in the pavilion with his robe lifted up, quietly appreciating the beautiful sight of the wind blowing the leaves falling.
Outside the pavilion, Fu Mingrui carefully looked at each maple tree. Although Yi Jixuan pointed out the location to him from the top of the pavilion, Fu Mingrui's sharp eyes and careful analysis had already estimated the location in his mind, and he found the beginning of the incident and began to check the maple trees here.
Soon, he saw the traces of broken branches on a maple tree. This was an old house, and no one lived there before Yi Jixuan bought it. The broken part of the maple tree's branches was bright in color and still moist, which meant that it had been broken not long ago. Then, he saw the same broken marks on several maple trees. The broken branches were all tender branches, which were relatively thin and delicate.
At the same time, he also found some white silk threads on the branches of a maple tree. He followed the broken marks, and immediately, a route was drawn in his mind, which completely overlapped with the route that Yi Jixuan described as the erratic white shadow flying.
He continued to walk deeper and saw a white mark inside a rockery. The size of the mark was like the traces left by burning paper during the Qingming Festival.
Fu Mingrui lay down close to the ground and sniffed. This time, there was a very obvious smell of sulfur.
Fu Mingrui stood up again and looked up at the sky. His mind once again matched the location of the initial flash that Yi Jixuan pointed out from above. It was definitely here.
Therefore, the smoke started from here and dispersed with the wind. The autumn wind was strong, and the smoke dissipated quickly. After the people were scared away, the smoke had also dissipated. After that, Yi Jixuan went to Jiumen to look for Lian Youyou. This round trip was enough for the mischievous person to clean up everything here.
Fu Mingrui was already 70% sure about the cause, and now, he just had to find out the real culprit.
"How is it, Mingrui? What have you discovered?" Yi Jixuan asked curiously.
Fu Mingrui looked at the ashes under his feet, then raised his head and pointed to the maple trees not far away: "The whole process is actually very simple. The suspect first created a white ghost, taking advantage of your weakness of not being able to see clearly because you are standing still, to confuse your eyes. Then, he dragged the white ghost and ran past here quickly..." Fu Mingrui's fingers slowly moved along a route, as if he knew every place the other party had run past.
"He hung a rope on the maple tree in advance, so when he ran, the ghost passed through the maple tree, creating the illusion of flying, and thus broke a lot of thinner branches. Finally, he lit tobacco here to create ghost fog. Because your attic is upwind..." Fu Mingrui pointed to the towering pavilion in the distance from the maple forest, "So you won't smell the smoke he lit."
"So that's it!" Yi Jixuan looked at Fu Mingrui with admiration, "The mystery has been solved. Mingrui is indeed the smartest person in the capital."
Fu Mingrui blushed slightly: "I don't deserve it. I'm afraid Miss Lian already knows the whole thing."
Yi Jixuan also showed admiration on his face. He had a narrow vision before, thinking that Zhang Tianshi was the only Tianshi in the world. He never thought that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. (To be continued)