Beiquan turned around in Wei Fuyuan's arms, turned into a face-to-face position, and gently held Wei Fuyuan's paw that slipped to his waist.
"This is your house."
Beiquan reminded with a smile, "Also, lunch time should be coming soon."
Wei Fuyuan angrily withdrew his hand that wanted to slip into Beiquan's shirt.
Indeed, they are still at their parents' house now. If there is a real riot, and it is almost impossible for the family to not hear the movement at all, unless he wants to annoy his parents and is swept out of the house on the spot, he should be restrained. as well.
Although the ambition of "fighting for 300 rounds with loved ones in the place where I have lived since I was a child" cannot be realized for the time being, Wei Fuyuan is still reluctant to let go of Beiquan, so he simply maintains the posture of wrapping people in his arms, chin Sticking to Beiquan's temples, he rubbed coquettishly.
"My dad is sick, what do you think?"
Wei Fuyuan asked:
"Is it really 'hit evil'?"
Beiquan didn't answer and asked, "What do you think?"
Wei Fuyuan thought, this is probably because Beiquan wants to test himself again.
"My dad's illness is really strange."
Before entering the "Three Ways River", Wei Fuyuan would definitely feel that his father must have some rare incurable disease, but it happened that the doctor in Fengxingcheng had never seen it, and he was helpless for a while.
But now, with more knowledge of ghosts, spirits, and talisman formations, Wei Fuyuan also began to tend to add the possibility of strange powers and chaos to his thinking when he encountered some strange things that were difficult to explain with common sense.
"It's just that I just opened my eyes and looked at it, and I didn't find any kind of yin and evil things attached to my dad."
Wei Fuyuan rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of a possibility:
"If there is really something 'thing' at play, is it hidden in this house?"
"good."
Beiquan laughed:
"At least you can get seventy points."
Wei Fuyuan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that he guessed right by saying it casually.
But then he frowned again, "But what 'thing' is at work? Where is he hiding now?"
Beiquan replied, "Actually, it's more a curse than an evil spirit."
Wei Fuyuan: "You mean, someone cursed my dad!?"
"I can't tell yet."
Beiquan smiled:
"However, when I find the source of the curse, I should be able to find out."
When Wei Fuyuan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He has always been very confident in Beiquan.
My lover goes out, and there is nothing that can't be solved by keeping it safe.
So Wei Fuyuan hurriedly asked, "Then are you going to investigate now?"
"Don't worry."
Beiquan replied with a smile:
"Before that, I have to confirm one thing first."
Wei Fuyuan: "What's the matter?"
Beiquan looked at Wei Fuyuan's room, then turned to his little boyfriend and smiled slightly, "Take me a tour of your house first."
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Twenty-two at noon, just in time for lunch.
However, only Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were seated on the huge dining table.
Since Dad Wei grew hair on his face, he almost never went out of the house except to seek medical treatment.
Wei's mother came out once, greeted her son, nodded to Beiquan embarrassedly, and went back to her room with her husband's lunch in person.
As for the nanny aunt, she went to the hospital to help Dad Wei get medicine. After making lunch, she hurried out with the driver.
Although the Wei family is a well-known industrialist in the Fengxing City business district, their lifestyle is not extravagant and exaggerated, and they only eat ordinary home-cooked food.
Lunch consisted of three dishes and one soup, stir-fried pork with green peppers, crispy salted fish, stuffed eggplant, and a bowl of soup with bean sprouts. Although the dishes were ordinary, Auntie Zhang’s cooking skills were very good. Beiquan had a great time eating, even better than usual. Added half a bowl of rice.
After the two finished their meal, they began to wander in and out of the villa.
In order to better understand the problem, Beiquan also took out a compass that was rarely used, and began to wander around the house in a professional manner.
Wei Fuyuan followed behind him and followed suit.
"What the hell are you looking for?"
He asked, "Is there anything wrong with our house?"
"Just a doubt."
Beiquan smiled slightly, his expression very mysterious, "But I have to make sure."
Wei Fuyuan has long been accustomed to his character who likes to play tricks, neither rushing to ask questions nor urging him, but patiently accompany him around and around.
Beiquan strolled around meticulously, not even letting go of the garden. It took him half an hour to walk around before he was finally satisfied.
Then he reached out to Wei Fuyuan: "Give me paper and pen."
Wei Fuyuan brought the pen and paper in cooperation.
Beiquan sat at the dining table and began to draw the floor plan of each floor of the villa.
The whole house is facing north and south, there are three floors, and there is a very spacious balcony on the roof.
The design of the mansion is very conventional. The first floor is the living room, dining room, kitchen, public bathroom and the nanny room where Aunt Zhang sleeps, the second floor is the master bedroom suite and the study on the southeast side, the third floor is the second bedroom where Wei Fuyuan lives, and the other two temporarily. Vacant guest bedroom.
Wei Fuyuan sat beside Beiquan and watched his drawings carefully.
Beiquan's hand is very steady when he is accustomed to writing in Liuyun, and he doesn't need a ruler to draw straight lines.
After painting, Beiquan pasted the three pieces of paper together, held them up in the air, and gestured to the light.
"… I see."
Beiquan smiled, "It's really well thought out."
Wei Fuyuan: "???"
He leaned over to Beiquan and looked at it carefully for a while, but still couldn't see any clues from the three overlapping drawings.
"Explain to me."
Wei Fuyuan simply surrounded Beiquan, like an extra-large pendant, and pressed his entire body on his lover's back, "What's wrong with our house?"
Beiquan no longer sells the secrets, unfolds the three pictures one by one, and explains his findings to Wei Fuyuan...
…
…
"Fuck!"
After listening to Beiquan's explanation, Wei Fuyuan was about to explode in rage, jumping up and wanting to copy the guy, "I'm going to kill him!"
"and many more!"
Beiquan's eyes were quick and he grabbed Wei Fuyuan's arm.
"Don't worry, things haven't been figured out yet.
Beiquan clasped his fingers into Wei Fuyuan's five fingers and comforted his irritable boyfriend softly:
"And as the saying goes, 'If you fight a snake, you'll get hurt if you don't die,' right?"
Wei Fuyuan took a deep breath.
He understood what Beiquan meant.
"Understood."
Wei Fuyuan sat down again and felt unconvinced after thinking about it. He squeezed Beiquan's fingers with some force, "Then what should we do now?"
Beiquan replied: "First of all, we have to find the 'medium' of the curse."
Wei Fuyuan asked, "Then how can we find it?"
Speaking, he frowned and carefully analyzed the details Beiquan told him just now, "After all, according to what you said, curses are different from evil ghosts and spirits. Even if you open the eyes of the sky, you may not be able to see..."
"Yes, it might be hard for us to find out, but someone can."
Beiquan smiled and opened the suitcase, took out a bamboo tube, and released Guanhu Suying.
The cases received by "Thriller Night Talk" in the past two weeks are not difficult, and they don't use Su Ying very much. The little fox stayed in the bamboo tube for a long time, and was really panicked. When Beiquan was released, he was so relieved that he walked around the two of them a few times before sticking to Beiquan's trousers and rubbing furiously.
Beiquan bent down and stroked the little fox's back soothingly.
"Go ahead and find out what's most resentful in this house."
He commanded Su Ying.
The little fox nodded his furry head and jumped out with a "swoosh".
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan followed behind Su Ying and circled the villa again and again.
Finally, the little fox jumped on the wine cabinet lightly, and used his paws to pick up a bottle of wine on the top of the cabinet.
Wei Fuyuan raised his hand and took off the bottle.
It was a one-liter wide-bellied wine bottle, which was filled with home-brewed rice wine. About a third of it had been drunk, and there were still many medicinal herbs at the bottom.
Beiquan asked Wei Fuyuan to fetch several other containers, pour out all the liquor, and then put the soaked medicinal materials into another large bowl.
Next, Beiquan used his chopsticks to pick the medicinal herbs for a while, and then he picked out a yellowish-brown flat hard object similar in size to the little tail finger.
Wei Fuyuan leaned over, "What is this?"
"The bones of some kind of animal, look at the color, have been soaked for a while."
Beiquan smiled and said:
"As for the specific animal, it's hard to say now."
"My dad... he just drank this?"
The thought of an unknown animal bone being soaked in wine, drank by his own father unknowingly, and hair growing on his face, Wei Fuyuan felt terrified and shivered. .
"That's right."
Beiquan smiled and nodded, "Nine times out of ten, it's because of this."
…
…
Fifteen minutes later, Wei Fuyuan and Beiquan knocked on the door of the master bedroom of Wei's father and Wei's mother.
Wei's mother opened the door following the sound, and when she saw her son standing outside the door with her boyfriend with a bottle of medicinal wine in his hand, she was suddenly very surprised, "Is there something wrong?"
"There are some things I want to ask my father."
Wei Fuyuan carried the wine bottle to Dad Wei's hospital bed, "Where did this wine come from?"
Dad Wei got out of the bed with a furry monster face.
"Are you asking about this bottle of wine?"
Although Dad Wei didn't know why his son was suddenly interested in a bottle of medicinal wine, he still replied:
"This is given to me by your second uncle. It is said to be Bazhen wine. It is made of high-quality angelica, Chuanxiong, Huangbaiju, etc. It makes up very well..."
He scratched the yellow hair on his chin and blinked uncertainly, "What? Is there something wrong?"
Wei Fuyuan thought that that was really not right, because in addition to the "Eight Treasures", there was also a bone attached to the purchase of eight for one, "Have you ever drunk this wine?"
"Drinked..."
Dad Wei nodded, then turned to look at his wife, "Just, just two or three times... It's only a cup each time..."