"So, I have to go back to that room to see... Hongjun?"
Li Jinglong frowned, and everyone looked at Hong Jun at the same time, but Hong Jun got up subconsciously, stepped out of the front hall, and stood in the corridor.
This is a familiar place, but in memory, everything has become different. Hong Jun looked around and felt strongly that he remembered a memory that he had never had before——
-what happened? Is it because of the soul-leaving pollen? But doesn't Lihun Pollen have the effect of forgetting? How could it remind him of the past
"Daddy! Daddy!"
In the memory, Xiao Hongjun shouted hoarsely, but a black shadow flew over and landed in the yard.
It's Qingxiong! Hong Jun suddenly turned his head and saw Qingxiong from before.
Dressed in a skirt and robe, he took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Enough killing is enough."
And in the hall, under the golden light, there is a couple embracing each other to death. Their faces have become blurred. But he picked up his collar and dragged him back.
"Father!" Amidst Xiao Hongjun's screams, Qingxiong's voice rang in his ears.
"Hush. Look at me, look at me." Qingxiong knelt down on one knee, making Hongjun turn to him, and fixed his eyes on Hongjun. His lips moved slightly, and he said something to him.
Xiao Hongjun stood in the yard ignorantly, looking around, Qingxiong forced him to look at him again, pressed his head, and spoke to him, but the words had become blurred.
What did Qingxiong say? Hong Jun frowned deeply. Qingxiong seemed to say that sentence often, but he forgot. But what about the Exorcist and the dead couple? !
"Hongjun!" Everyone shouted.
Li Jinglong came to the courtyard, raised his hand and shook in front of him, and asked, "Are you all right?"
Hong Jun always felt that he had forgotten a certain very important sentence Qingxiong said, but he remembered more strange things. He closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, trying to expel these messy memories from his mind.
Li Jinglong asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Hong Jun took a deep breath, waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, went back to the main hall and sat down, raised his eyebrows and asked what the result of the discussion was.
"Action tonight." Li Jinglong said, "We have roughly figured it out. We should have found clues in the poetry column, but we still need to confirm. Now everyone go to rest first, and we will act together at night."
Mo Rigen, Artest and Qiu Yongsi nodded respectively, but did not move, and looked at Hongjun together. Hong Jun hurriedly told everyone not to worry about himself, and they dispersed.
As soon as Hongjun lay down in the afternoon, Li Jinglong came to see him, sat by the couch and asked, "Kong Hongjun, what's wrong with you today?"
At this time, Li Jinglong raised his hand and put it on the back of Hong Jun's hand.
Hong Jun's heartbeat suddenly became faster, and there was an impulse in his heart, he wanted to hold Li Jinglong's hand and tell him his memory just now, but he didn't figure out what was going on, so he replied: "It's nothing. "
"If you have something on your mind, you can talk about it at any time." Li Jinglong withdrew his hand and said, "I feel uncomfortable after smelling Lihun pollen, so I have to find a way as soon as possible."
Hong Jun hurriedly stated that he had nothing to do with Lihun Pollen, Li Jinglong nodded, turned and left. Hong Jun turned over, yawned, and fell asleep temporarily.
As the sun sets, the shadows of the mountains cover the Daming Palace.
The woman in fine clothes walked quickly in the shadow under the palace wall, like a silent ghost.
"I feel it, it's in Chang'an City."
A man in black with a scar on his forehead said nothing.
"Fei Mastiff, go and have a look." The woman urged.
"Give me something to eat." The man in black who called the flying mastiff replied with a hostile look.
"There will be." The woman said in a deep voice, "We must find that guy, the demon is still unstable..."
"Give me something to eat!" The flying mastiff suddenly showed its sharp teeth.
"That's not your food!" The woman took a step forward, threatening, "Bring him back, and then there will be something to feed you."
Her eyes flashed red suddenly, Fei Mastiff stepped back half a step, remained silent for a while, turned around and turned over the palace wall, disappearing into the dusk.
"Ma'am." A maid came, but there was no one there, she whispered, "Is there anyone here? You..."
The woman turned her head in an instant, and the maid let out a heart-piercing scream.
"Save—" Before the maid could yell out, she was surrounded by a black mist. She stared wide-eyed, looking at the furry monster in front of her, her throat couldn't help gurgling, and then her whole body was covered with skin. It shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was instantly sucked into a skeleton-like dry body, making a soft noise, and fell headfirst to the ground.
The noble lady was wearing a fine attire, walked towards the setting sun, and whistled towards the mountains. Several wild foxes came over the wall, grabbed the maid's body in their mouths, dragged her out of Daming Palace, and threw her down the valley.
"Hong Jun, wake up." Mo Zhigen patted Hong Jun on the shoulder, and Hong Jun turned around with a splitting headache from his sleep.
Mo Zhigen tried Hongjun's forehead with his hand, but he didn't have a fever, and asked, "Uncomfortable? Sleep a little longer?"
Hong Jun had a very long and strange dream, and when he woke up, he forgot all about it, so he waved his hand to indicate that nothing happened. When the exorcist came, everyone was ready. Li Jinglong was carrying a bow and the sword, and was assigning tasks to everyone.
Hong Jun remembered the feeling of Li Jinglong putting his hand on the back of his hand in the afternoon, and suddenly felt that he was very reliable, and took a step closer to him, a little hesitant to speak, but when there were others, Li Jinglong didn't say anything, just nodded at him. nod.
The carp demon was riding on a horse, with two hairy legs hanging in the air, and his head was resting on Li Jinglong's back, dozing off, with his hands hanging down.
"Well... let's go." Hong Jun decided to forget about it, although it made him feel vaguely uneasy.
When the evening drum sounded, the five people got on their horses and galloped to Pingkang. Artai and Qiu Yongsi turned to the main street, while Li Jinglong, Hong Jun, and Mo Rigen entered the back alley. Mo Zhigen nodded to the two of them, turned over the wall, and entered the backyard of Yishilan.
"Hammurabi and Pei Yongsi are going to attract the attention of the people in the building." Li Jinglong put the carp essence down, and seeing Hongjun looking up, he explained, "Mo Zhigen sent a message in the middle, let's go back to that room , investigate again."
"Wow, it's so lively." Hong Jun said.
It was the first time for Hong Jun to come out after the twilight drum, and he felt that Chang'an changed drastically in an instant. The buildings in Pingkang were singing and dancing, and all the red lanterns were lit up, reflecting the front of the Goulan to be completely red, the lights were brilliant, and the music was playing.
On the left side, the sound of fluttering warblers and spring pipa is heard frequently, like thousands of pearls pouring down on a giant drum; Hearing the applause of literati and merchants, the maid smiled and walked along the poetry column. There are brightly lit tall buildings everywhere, and the tents are gilded and emerald. Night, Ten Miles of Pingkang" is just right.
"What is this place for?" Hong Jun was always puzzled.
Li Jinglong never expected that Hongjun didn't even know brothels, and he didn't know whether he was really stupid or fake. He looked at Hongjun in front of him for a moment, and seeing that the young man really looked innocent, he asked, "Are you serious?"
Hong Jun: "?"
"It's a..." Li Jinglong really had a problem and said, "It's not a good place anyway."
Hong Jun asked again: "I took you to Liuying Chunxiao last time, why did they laugh at you?"
Li Jinglong waved his hand, held his forehead, and signaled not to ask any more questions. In fact, who would not come to Chang'an civil and military officials? It's just grabbing him to make a fuss.
Hong Jun, however, was always curious to ask the end of the casserole, and asked again: "Have you been here before?"
"No." Li Jinglong replied. At this moment, a literati came from the alley with his arms around a beautiful girl. He was obviously drunk and wanted to enter through the back door. Li Jinglong pulled Hongjun, and the two hid in the dark. .
Hong Jun couldn't help looking out, and the doubts in his heart had almost broken through the sky. Li Jinglong saw that it was not pretending, so he said seriously: "I don't like it..."
"What don't you like?" Hong Jun looked back, the two of them were very close, and Li Jinglong stepped back a little unnaturally.
"I don't like this kind of dewy marriage." Li Jinglong replied.
Hong Jun could probably guess the meaning of these words, Li Jinglong was surprised and said: "Why don't you understand anything? Don't talk about your parents, that carp demon never taught you?"
"Then tell me?" Hong Jun hurriedly pricked up his ears, the more mysterious he was, the more interested he was.
Li Jinglong: "..."
At the same time, leaning on the main entrance of the poem column.
"Hi baahoubi!" Artest laughed exaggeratedly, opening his arms.
"Wow—he's at it again!"
"It's that barbarian! That barbarian playing the piano is here again!"
"Sweetie—baby—"
Artest picked up the chin of the bustard who came forward to greet him, and made a "kiss" gesture. The bustard suddenly blushed, and said with a smile: "Young master is here again! It's been a few days since I've been here, and the girls are all waiting." It's on."
Artest laughed and said, "I can't help it, ah, I'm new here, I have to please my boss, so I'll come to see you when I'm free?"
"what-"
As soon as Artest walked into the hall, the girls rushed out, screaming, and rushed downstairs to meet him. That scene made all the guests behind the screen in the hall couldn't help but look around.
"Young Master Qiu is here too!" Another girl said, "Will you compose a poem for us?"
"Tell us about your cousin!"
Qiu Yongsi smiled and said, "Let's listen to Artest's piano first tonight."
When Artest walked through the hall, all the dancing girls stopped and rushed up one after another. Artest hugged one of them, kissed her softly on the tender face, and walked straight to the innermost couch in the hall.
"Why don't you have some wine?" Qiu Yongsi smiled.
The waiter served the wine right away, and sitting in the poetry column tonight, there were many candidates from all over the country who came to the capital to catch the autumn test. Seeing the accompanying girls looking around, they were dissatisfied: "What's wrong with the barbarians?"
"Shh." The girl signaled her not to ask too many questions, and couldn't help but look out of the screen.
There were several bright lights hanging above Artest's head, the railings on the second and third floors were already full of girls, and all the benefactors didn't know why, so they came out to have a look. Under the bright lights, Artest had dark brown curly hair, his eyes were blue and deep like sea water, his eyes were deep and his nose was high, his skin was as white as milk, and he smiled at the audience.
The audience was silent, and Artest sat cross-legged, holding the Barbat in his arms, but did not pluck the strings, cleared his throat, and sang first.
"How many moors have been flowering gardens..."
"How many palaces have become ruins today..."
After a pause, Artest plucked the strings of the Barbat with five fingers, and the strings vibrated continuously, as if a strange magic power flowed from his fingertips, just like the moonlight flooding the courtyard, and the silver ornaments made small crackling sounds. White-glowed stags walked through the weedy courtyard, and snow-white flowers bloomed all over the courtyard in an instant.
"I am intoxicated by your eyes, I have already forgotten the passing time..."
Artest turned his head slightly, closed his eyes, his handsome face was breathless, the doors of the rooms on the second and third floors leaning on the poetry column opened one after another, everyone was attracted by the music, and came downstairs lightly.
At that moment, the whole building seemed to be trapped in a dream, unable to control itself in the music.
Qiu Yongsi was smiling, with two balls of cotton stuffed in his ears, and his head shook slightly.
In the back alley, after listening to what Li Jinglong said, Hong Jun blushed, excited and curious, and asked, "Really?"
Li Jinglong never wants to repeat what he just said to Chao Hongjun in his life.
"Don't tell anyone!" Li Jinglong ordered.
It stands to reason that Hongjun has reached the age of sixteen, and the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty are open, and Chang'an teenagers are considered adults when they are thirteen or fourteen. However, when facing Hong Jun, a strange sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart.
"Why don't you come to such a good place?" Hong Jun asked.
"Of course I won't come!" Li Jinglong was almost blown away by this sentence, "Do I look like that kind of person?"
Mo Zhigen poked his head out of the backyard, whistled to the two of them, and beckoned that they could go in. Li Jinglong's expression was serious, indicating that Hong Jun must keep his mouth shut, but it didn't seem necessary.
"Work has started!" Li Jinglong moved the carp demon and said, "Go and watch in front of the building."
The two turned around and ran quickly to the backyard.
The second and third floors were actually completely empty! Hong Jun threw out the hook and flew up to the second floor with Li Jinglong. Mo Zhigen waited on the outside of the second floor and handed Li Jinglong and Hong Jun two balls of cotton. Li Jinglong stuffed it into his ears immediately, and Hong Jun held the cotton, not knowing what to do for a while.
Li Jinglong walked in front, Hong Jun touched the fence next to the building, and glanced down, the sound of the piano came like the sound of nature, and the people leaning on the poem column were fascinated by it, like pinned puppets.
Hong Jun: "..."
Artest's singing has moonlight like flowing water, a thriving courtyard... Mo Zhigen grabbed Hong Jun's hands and stuffed cotton into his ears. Back to reality in an instant.
Li Jinglong dragged him in front, pulled him into the room, and whispered: "Stop listening, work quickly."
Mo Zhigen stood guard outside the door to avoid further accidents. Hong Jun couldn't stop looking out and asked, "Is that Artest playing the piano?!"
Hong Jun can probably guess that this is probably Artest's spell, but he never used it on them when he played the piano in the exorcism division to entertain himself. He lay down on the bottom of the couch and looked in. Li Jinglong didn't notice any abnormalities. He put away his sword, came over to carry the couch, and gritted his teeth, "Didn't you hear it?"
"It's not like today... I found it!" Hong Jun found that there was indeed a long cloth bag under the bed, and hurriedly pulled it out, but saw the dead man's shriveled head again.
"Wow!" Hong Jun yelled in fright, and shouted, "It's this again!"
Mo Zhigen knocked on the door, Li Jinglong responded, indicating that he was fine inside.
"Huh? Why did I say again?" Hong Jun said to himself.
"Drag it out." Li Jinglong said.
After Hong Jun dragged out the mummy, Li Jinglong put down the bed. This time, Li Jinglong came prepared and there was no panic. He tore apart the cloth strips, put on a pair of black silk gloves on both hands, and began to examine the corpse. Hong Jun looked terrified and hid behind Li Jinglong.
"Men, aged between thirty and forty." Li Jinglong said, "Look at this clothes, it doesn't look like a businessman, nor does it look like an official. Maybe it's a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam... Hong Jun?"
"I dare not look!" Hong Jun saw the swarthy mummy with its mouth wide open, revealing its gums, stripped of its clothes by Li Jinglong, and exposed to the light. It was unspeakably disgusting, and the hairs stood on end.
Li Jinglong said: "Don't be afraid, I can't eat you again. Look, what kind of demon has sucked his blood? This can't be the effect of slow decay."
"Is the monster the owner of this room?" Hong Jun suddenly had an idea, and searched for cabinets and drawers.
Li Jinglong said: "Don't mess with things, you will be found out."
Hong Jun buried his head and said: "If it is a monster, there must be some magic weapons or evil things with it, but there are none here."
Li Jinglong pondered for a moment, while downstairs was still playing the piano and singing, Mo Rigen asked outside: "Are you still okay?"
After searching, Hong Jun said, "There are no monsters in this room."
"I have a question, do you feel the evil spirit?" Li Jinglong asked.
Hong Jun shook his head, and Li Jinglong murmured: "The demon must be in this building... The only thing we can do now is to be bold, Hong Jun, let me lend you a hook. Later you and Mo Zhigen will go to the two sides of the building respectively. Go sideways, keep an eye on everyone in the hall, and throw knives at any time..."
"I only have three flying knives left."
"Put it on me, and I will definitely come back."
In the main hall leaning on the poetry column, A Tai played the piano, rushing like clouds and flowing water, and when it was high, the music sounded like a storm rising, covering up a full moon, and like thousands of leaves flying together, covering the sky and covering the earth.
"...I'm chasing in this storm..."
Artest's singing resounded throughout the building, and at this moment, with a bang, a mummy fell down from upstairs with a rope tied around its neck. Qiu Yongsi and Artest were caught off guard and were taken aback at the same time. Artest didn't know what happened, so he subconsciously turned his head to look at the second floor.
The singing stopped abruptly, and hundreds of people in the hall stared blankly at the mummy. After a few breaths, a burst of screaming suddenly broke out!
Inside the poetry column, the old bustard screamed wildly, and the guests panicked suddenly. There was a large-scale commotion in the building, screaming one after another, and many girls fainted.
And at this moment, Li Jinglong, Hong Jun, and Mo Zhigen observed the guests in the hall from three directions on the second floor at the same time, and saw a woman in the corner change her face and take a step back.
In the other two corners of the hall, two girls accompanying the benefactor were shocked and glanced at the woman, and then the three of them coincidentally raised their eyes to look at the door of Jin Yun's room on the second floor!
Suddenly, three flying knives came through the air and shot at those women! The woman didn't realize that she had exposed her identity, but she knew that a catastrophe was imminent, so she waved her hand immediately, and the silk fluttered away, emitting a dim purple light. Unexpectedly, the throwing knife was not afraid of the purple light at all, and shot it with raging fire, and it sank into the woman's shoulder in an instant!
"Follow the flying knife!" Li Jinglong shouted, "Don't let them run away!"
Li Jinglong climbed over the railing and flew down to the hall on the first floor. At this time, the hall was already in chaos. Artai put away the piano and rushed out with Qiu Yongsi. Mo Zhigen supported the railing and smashed open the window on the second floor with his shoulder.
The woman near the door in the hall yelled in pain, and the three women stretched out their hands to grab the flying knives on their shoulders. When their palms touched the flying knives, they were burned and screamed wildly. Knowing that a master was coming, they immediately turned around and ran away.
One of the women, who seemed to be the most skilled, turned her head before jumping out of the window, and a flame shot out from between her fingers, and shot into the midair of the hall.
At that time, Hongjun was jumping down from the second floor, Li Jinglong suddenly shouted: "Hongjun, be careful!"
Hong Jun turned his head abruptly, and the flame flew past him, but the target was not him, but the corpse hanging in mid-air. When the flame touched the mummy, it immediately burst into flames, burning the mummy to ashes!
As soon as the woman next to the door rushed out, Mo Zhigen smashed through the window on the second floor and flew out. While in mid-air, he bent his bow and set his arrows swiftly, and flew away with three arrows in succession.
When the woman rushed out, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the pursuers. It doesn't matter if she doesn't turn her head. When she turned her head, her neck instantly met the flying arrow, and she was shot right through. With a "buzz", it turned into a blue eye in the white light. The brown-haired fox opened its mouth wide, spurting blood from its neck, and then two more arrows flew in, and another arrow hit its abdomen and legs, killing it on the spot!
Li Jinglong roared angrily: "It's too hard! A warning! Where are the other two?!"
Mo Zhigen landed on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, three arrows flew back, tearing the fox to the ground with blood.
"I didn't want to shoot it in the neck!" Mo Zhigen shouted innocently.
At this time, Hong Jun retracted his neck and chased him out, pushing and trampling against the poem column, making a mess.
Hong Jun waved, the flying knife returned to his hand, and said in surprise: "Fox?"
"Fox demon." Li Jinglong said, "Go find your throwing knife, hurry up!"
"In..." Hong Jun turned his head and looked around, and said, "In the alley!"
"Where's Zhao Zilong?!" Li Jinglong said, "Hurry up! Why don't you have any tacit understanding?"
The carp demon grabbed a kit, ran over wagging its tail, and said, "Come here!"
Li Jinglong kicked the carp demon into the building, and immediately went to track down the other two fox demons with Hong Jun and Mo Zhigen.