Otherworldly Merchant

I didn't react until the woman entered the hall. I rushed after her!

I spilled a thin layer of glutinous rice powder on everything in the palace, and as soon as she touched it, it naturally left a breath and I locked it in.

I broke my middle finger and drew a trap charm on the gate, which pushed the palace gently.

The whole palace was empty, but the lights were on.

The gracious smiling Moon Goddess waited for the girl on both sides as if she had seen it during the day. It was just that the boy with the water bowl in his hand, besides being covered in cracks, was shaking with a hint, and the water in the bowl was pouring everywhere.

Looks like I'm right, the spirits who live in the shadows have gradually regained some sanity after killing several young girls in a row.

It seems to recall some of its lifetime stories, but it hasn't fully recovered, or even remembered who it is?

However, the memories of its inner desire, love and indelibility have been aroused.

I followed the smell of glutinous rice flour and turned around and found a cloth curtain in the corner of the hall shaking slightly, looking at it as if there was a rat hiding inside eating light oil.

But I know perfectly well that this must be the ghost!

It sensed a crisis, but I wrote on the door that there was no escape, only to hide here for the time being. I took two steps forward, and the cloth curtain was shaking harder.

I pulled out a medium character, pinched it in my hand, and approached it two more steps.

Whoo!

A gust of wind struck.

Half of the lights in the hall went out immediately, leaving only a few by the door with extremely faint lights.

I smoked my nose and found the shadow wind, though spiky, filled with a refreshing scent, as if it were a body fragrance on an ancient beauty, making people feel refreshed.

With the shadow wind, the cloth curtain also followed the drum, slowly forming the shape of a person, as if hiding a figure, beautiful to the ultimate goddess.

I took another two steps forward, the scent was stronger, the cloth curtain trembled more sharply, obviously she felt the danger and was terrified.

Its figure is just like Na Na's. This shake is even more fascinating...

As long as my mind is slightly unsettled, I will be confused, but I am not a beginner, and naturally I cannot be enchanted.

Now the spirit charm is lit and thrown at the cloth curtain!

As soon as the spirit charm approached, the people in the curtain seemed extremely painful, making a slight scream, and the vagina in the hall was reduced by a few points.

I pulled out three more charms in a row and threw them over, and the curtain finally stopped moving.

I waited a while and saw nothing unusual, so I walked over and found a vanilla bag lying in the cloth curtain.

The bag is made of colorful silk embroidery with a very rustic pattern. It is a rare ancient collection that reveals both the grandeur and the elegance of nature!

From the bird print all over it, I estimate the age of touching this capsule was around the Spring and Autumn Warring States.

A small line of golden yellow lettering is embroidered at the bottom of the bag: "The fragrance is full of light. ”

Flashing?

I whispered, as if I had seen the name in one of the books, and then suddenly woke up. Isn't that Cecil?

I'm afraid I'm not unfamiliar with the mention of Xishi, one of Huaxia's four most famous beauties, whose stories are widely disseminated in the folk. Xishi, formerly known as Yi Guang, was a warring Vietnamese, and because he lived in the West Village, his name was Xishi.

Legend has it that she looks like a moon, and every time she washes her clothes, even the fish in the water unforgettably sink into the water, which is why the sunken fish are so famous.

At that time, Vietnam was defeated by Wu Guo. Even the Vietnam King's practice became a prisoner of Wu Wang. Wu Wang Baiyu humiliated the practice, allowing him to raise horses, eat cow shit, and even sleep with his wife in front of him, but the practice was merely silent tolerance.

He has endured this for three years, and every day for the past three years he has had the audacity to remind himself that he can finally suffer.

At last, Wu Wang rewarded him with the courage to pay his wages, and Wu Wang felt that the practice was very good, so let him go home.

When he returned to his homeland, he immediately changed his appearance. He sent a variety of languages to manage the affairs of the country, Fan Xiao to manage the military, himself trained with the soldiers on the front line, told the soldiers all the humiliations they had suffered over the past three years, and made the soldiers bite their teeth!

With the efforts of the whole country, Vietnam finally slowly and mightily, while practicing to go to the West Village to find the first beauty Xishi, kneeling in front of Xishi, imploring Xishi to sacrifice little me, the beauty plan to confuse Wu Wang, to buy time for the Vietnam counter-attack war.

The sincerity of the practice touched Xishi, who promised to give himself to Wu Wang.

After the arrival of Wu Guo, Xishi made Wu Wang obsessed with wine day and night, ignored the dynasty, and took advantage of the opportunity to launch an offensive.

Wu Guo was definitely annihilated and Wu Wang died, but Xishi was also mysteriously unaware of his whereabouts. Some say that Xi Shi has died in the war, others say to practice the patriotic manipulation of Huai Xi Shi, and give him a thousand gold to return Xi Shi and his loved ones to the hidden mountain forest...

Some history books have documented that Xishi's ability to attract Wu Wang 3,000 lovers together is due to an intriguing body fragrance. Husband is extremely obsessed with this fragrance, especially not enough with Xishi Night Song, and has also made a poly bag for Xishi to carry around to hide the scent of Nana.

I had no idea that the incense bag had ever flown, and I just happened to bump into it.

Apparently, the sneaky spirits are Xishi, but she's completely insensitive at the moment, just a common ghost.

More pathetically, a generation of patriotic women has been exploited to maim so many innocent girls! If she knew under the fountain, she didn't know how to feel.

So far, the truth about the case is very clear.

Wu Lao, who donated Guihua Mountain, has two daughters, the two old nuns in Guihua Anvil.

When they were living in poverty, the cripples came to the door and introduced them to a godfather, the old white eyebrow from Longquan Mountain.

Through the incense bags of Dragon Springs Village, several of them raped and cheated ignorant girls to tie up the sacrificial red rope, refining them all into dandruff.

After that, sell Dan medicine to rich women at high prices and collect money!

Fortunately, they accidentally missed something in the refining process and misplaced two sacrificial red ropes, which led me to track them down.

However, Old White Eyebrow is dead, and the trace of Longquan Mountain continues to be broken...

Who killed Old White Eyebrow?

I was thinking of a rush of footsteps coming out of the yard.

I looked back and it was Zhang Xiao Ai, Royang Lori and his siblings.

“Are you all right?” Zhang Xiaoai asked with great concern.

“Nothing.” I answered, looking at Laurie.

Laurie understood what I meant and looked down red-handed.

Luoyang explained, as I said, that his sister had not been harmed, but had turned it off on her own initiative, deliberately avoiding everyone.

While visiting Osmanthus Mountain, she happened to meet a very admirable male classmate, who had not met for a long time, fell in love at first sight and went to a concert.

She turned it off in the concert hall and was surprised that the picture with the red rope would remind his brother of the disappearance of the teenage girl.

Subsequently, Zhang Xiaoai introduced me to the fact that all the fleeing old nuns and injured cripples had been arrested. They confessed to the facts of the crime, and the disappearance of the girl who had spooked the storm in the city had finally come to an end.

I wasn't invited to the police celebration. After all, my identity is a bit special, and the identity of a shady trader is not easy to promote. After a two-day break, he returned to Wuhan.

Before leaving, Zhang Xiaoai praised me harshly, saying that I was highly skilled in probing and that I had the courage and resourcefulness to fight with Song Yang, the chief advisor of the provincial office!

I just laughed and didn't know who Song Yang was.

Never thought that one day in the future, I would deal with him because of a shocking case, but that was the last word.

I took this bag back to the antique store and sold it to a movie star via Yin Xinyue - she was superior in appearance acting, just a natural fox smell and hated by her peers and directors. Since the incense bag was worn, the stars have sailed smoothly and have become world-class.