The gang leader of the Internet became famous and became a god through metaphysics variety show

Chapter 72 Issue 3 Border Town ([-])
The three of them walked on the streets of the town.

The simple and elegant, dotted towns are full of exotic customs, and you can see many unique houses.

Shops of all sizes line the streets, offering local delicacies and snacks, special clothing for sale, and inns with small bridges and flowing water, full of strong ethnic characteristics.

There were many locals wearing national costumes in front of the store or on the street, looking curiously at the contestants and cameramen of the program team.

Wei Donglai looked around curiously as he walked, poked Hua Xia, and whispered:

"Have you noticed that there are a lot of things about the Touhou Master in this town?
I saw golden humanoid statues of various shapes with green faces and fangs at the entrances of many shops, and incense was offered in front of the counters. Many locals also wore Buddhist amulets or wood carvings around their necks.

The trend of lowering one's head here is so strong that those who didn't know it thought they were in a Southeast Asian country. "

Hua Xia nodded, having the same intuitive feeling, and frowned in agreement:
"Yes, and these statue tags are all genuine. I can clearly feel the existence of the souls of babies and children inside.

I have heard before that head-lowering techniques are popular in some places in Yun Province. This town is located on the border, bordering a small Southeast Asian country, so it is not surprising that there are similarities. "

He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Zhao with a serious look: "You can see it, right? Speaking of which, what are your thoughts on this case and where do you plan to start investigating it?"

Yan Zhao nodded and said in deep thought: "I did some hexagrams on this matter before. The hexagrams showed that magic was involved in this matter. Since the culture of lowering one's head is so popular in the local area, and all those lost are young children, maybe it is related to Related to the head-dropping division.

Witchcraft always leaves clues. We might as well start with the most recent case and go to the inn where the person seeking help stayed at that time.After going there, I will have my own solution. "

Hua Xia and Wei Donglai naturally had no objections. According to the location of the incident in the file, the three of them successfully found the inn where the couple who sought help this time stayed.

The inn is located next to a meandering stream in the ancient town. The wooden courtyard is decorated in Chinese style and decorated with carefully cultivated green vine clusters. It looks antique, leisurely and comfortable.

The owner of the inn is a middle-aged man with a local accent. Presumably the mayor and the police station have informed the locals related to the case in advance that the program team is coming to record and shoot, or other contestants may have been here before. The arrival of Yan Zhao and the others and their purpose were not surprising.

But the boss seemed quite troubled by the fact that the customer staying in his store had lost his child. He frowned, sighed, and welcomed the three people in.

After passing through the carefully decorated courtyard, as soon as you walk into the door of the three-story wooden building, you can see a golden child statue at the entrance opposite the door, just like the shops on the street.

It is the Gumantong in the head-lowering technique.

The little golden man looked at the visitor with a faint gaze, his dark pupils seemed to be flashing with dark light, and a faint and evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Noticing that the three people's eyes were focused on the altar where they worshiped, the innkeeper was a little surprised: "Why are you looking at my golden boy? The young man who came just now hasn't entered the room yet, so he stared at this for a while. He didn’t say anything, turned around and left.”

He scratched his head and then introduced with a smile:
"Don't be surprised. This is our local custom. Witchcraft culture is more popular here, and the locals are more or less superstitious. In order to seek wealth and happiness, every household will basically enshrine a golden boy in their home or shop. , just like some places offering sacrifices to Guan Gong, the God of Wealth, it also provides peace of mind. You should see it often in our area, and it can be considered a local specialty, haha."

Yan Zhao's eyes fell on Gumantong, and he asked unconsciously: "Do you have a head-turning master in your local area, or someone called a wizard or a wizard?"

The innkeeper shook his head, his expression and tone did not sound like he was lying, and he said honestly: "I don't know this, and I haven't had any special contact with him to understand it. I just want to provide peace of mind to the golden boy for the sake of the inn business."

Yan Zhao hummed and asked no more questions, then continued to follow the store owner upstairs to the room where the person seeking help was staying at the time and where the incident occurred.

The room is located on the top floor. It is a large bed room, consistent with the style of the inn. It is carefully decorated in an antique style and seems to have been specially cleaned. The windows are clean and tidy.

The innkeeper explained: "We kept the crime scene at first. After the police station came to collect the evidence, they said it was OK, so I hired someone to clean it up to prevent it from affecting future customers."

He sighed, unable to hide his depression: "As a result, as soon as the tourists who came later heard about what happened at the inn this month, they became a little taboo and would not stay at my house. In fact, similar incidents of mysterious missing children have happened in other inns before. It's just that the incident occurred closest to my home, so my business was most severely affected by this incident.

You say, why is this child so good that he is lost? It’s really an evil thing, it’s an unreasonable disaster, alas! "

While the innkeeper was sighing, Yan Zhao, Hua Xia and Wei Donglai each walked around the room and looked at the files carefully.

Hua Xia crossed his arms and crossed his chest, frowning and looking at Yan Zhao: "I didn't find any useful clues at all, what about you? I remember you said just now that you will have a method after you come here. What method is it and can it be used?"

"Yes, you can't see the clues with the naked eye." Yan Zhao nodded and smiled: "Even if the room seems to be clean, there is still an invisible aura of evil spirits left, which has not completely disappeared. You only need to follow the aura and track it to find it. Just go to the source.”

"How to track?" Wei Donglai opened his eyes wide and asked curiously: "I suddenly thought of a police dog. Does Sister Zhao also have such a sharp nose?"

Hua Xia kicked him directly on the butt, laughed and scolded: "Go, how can you talk."

Yan Zhao smiled softly and said to Wei Donglai: "Did you bring the yellow paper I asked you to help prepare last time?"

"Take it, take it, my sister Zhao told me, it must be prepared as a top priority."

Wei Donglai nodded immediately, took out a stack of yellow paper from the bulging shoulder bag he was carrying, and deliberately shook it in front of the camera of the cameraman behind him, revealing a businessman's smiling face:

"Dear audience friends, this is the yellow paper sold in my store. It is of high quality and is very effective for drawing talismans. Zhaoshen has certified it as easy to use. You are welcome to come and purchase it if you need it!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room: […]

After Wei Donglai finished selling, he turned around with a smile, handed the yellow paper to Yan Zhao, and asked curiously: "Sister Zhao, do you want to use it to draw talismans? I also brought cinnabar, do you need it?"

Yan Zhao shook his head with a smile, took a piece of yellow paper, folded a thousand paper cranes lightly, and drew a tracking talisman in mid-air with his free hand. After the talisman was completed, the golden light flashed and fell into the paper crane's body.

Immediately afterwards, the paper crane in her hand came to life, twisted its neck, swayed its wings, and flew slowly and automatically without wind.

In the eyes of a few people and the melon-eating netizens in the live broadcast room, who were either surprised or curious, the small paper crane first landed on the window eaves, remained motionless, paused for a few seconds, and then suddenly reacted, turning to face Yan Zhao He clicked, flapped his wings, and flew out of the window in a graceful gliding arc.

When the innkeeper saw this scene, he opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "It's amazing, this thing seems to be alive, it's amazing!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room also called out "miracle", "I want it, Zhao Zhao 666!"

Yan Zhao and the others turned around and went downstairs to follow, following the paper cranes that flapped their wings and flew slowly in the air through the intricate alleys.

Finally, we came to a relatively remote narrow dark alley and stopped in front of a house in the corner.

The two dark wooden doors of this small house were tightly closed. There was no sign or sign at the door, and it didn't look like it was inhabited at all.

Moreover, there was a person known to all three of them standing at the door.

Wu Qing, the head-turning master of Yun Province wearing national costumes.

(End of this chapter)