dragon hunter

Chapter 387
After listening to the policewoman's narration, I remained silent for a long time.

The policewoman's surname is Jiang, and her name is Jiang Xiaoxi, but her mother's surname is Ruan, a descendant of the Ruan family.

According to Jiang Xiaoxi, her ancestors were medicine doctors who walked the streets and alleys. Because she had contact with many people, she was well-informed.

And what she told me just now, and the story told by the old Fangtou, corroborate each other, and there are many more secrets that others don't understand.

Jiang Xiaoxi said that the Ruan family had indeed been taught the secret technique by a stranger back then, and also left behind an ancient painting.

It is said that this painting can make the Ruan family prosperous, but there is one condition, if there is a fortune teller surnamed Zhang who finds the Ruan family, they must hand over the ancient painting to the other party unconditionally, otherwise disaster will come.

But people are greedy. The Ruan family saw the magic of that ancient painting, so they were naturally unwilling to hand it over. They even used the power of black and white to drive away all the physicists near Panlong Town.

Even so, they were still worried, and left a message, as long as a foreigner surnamed Zhang came, just call him out, and if his leg was broken, their Ruan family would be responsible for the medical expenses.

Coincidentally, after several decades, a physicist surnamed Zhang came to his door, claiming to be the descendant of that alien, and wanted to retrieve the things left by his ancestors.

The Ruan family relied on that painting to gain their status and wealth at that time, so how could they hand over the painting?
The physicist surnamed Zhang, in desperation, said that he had the secret method left by his ancestors. If the Ruan family was unwilling to hand over the ancient painting, he would use the secret method to seal the ancient painting and lose the help of the ancient painting. , the wealth of the Ruan family will naturally disappear.

The head of the Ruan family at that time sneered, saying that after handing over the painting, what would they use to guarantee the wealth and status of the Ruan family?

The physicist surnamed Zhang became anxious all of a sudden, saying that the Ruan family already had the current wealth and status, so why not be satisfied?

Naturally, they broke up unhappy, and the head of the Ruan family at that time was also ruthless enough. In order to keep the ancient paintings, he decided to kill the grass.

But when he brought people to the inn where Master Zhang was staying, there was no one in the guest room, only a note was left on the table.

The physicist surnamed Zhang spread rumors in a note, saying that since the Ruan family had betrayed their promises, he would not care about favors, and within a month, disaster would surely strike the Ruan family.

What happened later was exactly the same as the story told by the old Fangtou. It can be said that everyone was innocent, but he was guilty of being pregnant. The Ruan family prospered because of ancient paintings, but also declined because of ancient paintings.

Later, the ancient painting was indeed stolen by Fang Youcai's ancestors, but in Fang Youcai's generation, I don't know if he was fascinated by ghosts, and actually dedicated the ancient painting to the Dao Festival of Shenglong Temple.

What's even more bizarre is that the Dao Ji of the Rising Dragon Temple, after getting the ancient paintings, personally copied several imitations, and these imitations, without exception, have the magical effect of deceiving people's hearts.

"You mean to say that the painting we saw today is actually a fake?" I frowned and stared at Jiang Xiaoxi.

"Yes, not only Fang Youcai's family has such imitations, but also prominent figures in the surrounding cities have such imitations in their homes. A gathering like today's is not an isolated case." Jiang Xiaoxi replied in a deep voice.

"Is Dao Ji crazy? No one cares about his rampant demagoguery?" I said incredulously.

In our circle, there are indeed many people with incredible power, and some people use this power for profit, but this is the first time I have met someone as crazy as Dao Ji.

"That's right, even if he's not crazy, he's probably about the same. He blatantly recruits disciples and uses sorcery to confuse people. Does he think the law is just a show?" Jiang Xiaoxi said righteously.

"You came to find me just to help you deal with Dao Ji?" I stared at the other party and asked.

Jiang Xiaoxi nodded and said, "I heard Lao Liu talk about you, and I also know that you are a descendant of the Zhang family. Everyone's purpose is at least the same."

"Why don't you do it yourself? Even if that Dao Ji is powerful, can he still resist bullets?" I asked puzzled.

If Jiang Xiaoxi is helpless in the face of invisible ghosts, I can understand that, but no matter how powerful that Dao Ji is, he is still a living person. Can he fight against hot weapons?

Jiang Xiaoxi gave a wry smile, spread his hands out, and said, "Do you know how powerful that Daoist priest is at deceiving people? The villagers living around the Taoist temple are basically his followers. Whenever there is trouble, they will be killed immediately." Swarming out, we can't use guns to deal with these victims, right?"

I stared at Jiang Xiaoxi in a daze, it was really one thing, and that Dao Ji was cunning enough.

"What's your plan?" I lowered my head and pondered for a moment, then raised my head and asked.

"I don't have a plan, I've tried every means, and I can't even get close to the other party." Jiang Xiaoxi spread his hands rascally.

I stared at the other party with some bitterness, and the emotional girl ran over, not looking for cooperation, but desperate, looking for someone taller to stand in front of her.

"You can't help me much, why should I cooperate with you?" I was not led by the nose just because the other party is a beautiful woman.

"Who said I can't help?" Jiang Xiaoxi's eyes widened, "At least I've been staring at that guy for so long, and I know his behavior well. You don't know where you live, and you want to snatch the painting from him. That was dreaming."

"That's a happy cooperation!" I stretched out my hand to the other party.

It's not my character to be procrastinating. Since the two parties have the same goal and she has no bad intentions, cooperation is also a way out.

When Fatty Wang saw that we had reached a cooperation agreement, his fat face almost turned into a flower, and he moved to Jiang Xiaoxi's side, flirting shamelessly.

However, Jiang Xiaoxi ignored this, the guy with a mouth full of oil, but pulled Zhen Qingyi affectionately, and the elder sister and the elder sister called out shortly.

Looking back at the two women behind me, in just a few minutes, they became one and became old friends who seemed to have known each other for many years. Incredible flashed in my eyes, and I said with emotion, the heart of a woman is the needle in the sea.

Fatty Wang was bored, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and angrily bit the chicken leg in his hand, but he didn't want to bite on the bone, and screamed while holding his teeth in pain.

"It deserves it!" I glared at the guy without any sympathy in my heart.

Now that the goal is determined, there is no need to hang out outside. Let's go back to the hotel and discuss the next action plan.

Before the discussion came to a conclusion, Lao Fang ran over sweating profusely, saying that something happened to his father again.

I reached out and slapped my forehead weakly, wanting to yell, whoever I love, I don't care about your Fang family's shit.

But this is impossible, not to mention Lao Liu's affection, even if it is Lao Fangtou, everyone is an acquaintance, so we can't just leave him alone.

I asked feebly, what happened to the old square head this time, was he bewitched, or disappeared?

"Not at all, my father, he...he ran away with a little girl!" When Lao Fang said this, his face flushed red.

Fatty Wang was drinking water, when he heard this, he spewed out a mouthful of water, almost hitting me.

Astonishment flashed in my eyes, and I felt as if ten thousand muddy horses ran past me, staring blankly at Lao Fang, not knowing what to say.

"It's a good thing. Congratulations to Brother Fang on his second life." Fatty Wang said with a playful smile.

"What's the matter, they went to the old house of the Ruan family together, I asked my little sister to watch, but she didn't dare to go in." Lao Fang anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks.

I blinked, feeling that accidents happened one after another. I don't know why old Fangtou went to the old house of the Ruan family after saving his life.

"Is he still thinking about your mother's dream?" I asked after a while before I came back to my senses.

"No, I've been talking about it these days." Old Fang's forehead was wrinkled.

"Then what's going on with that little girl you mentioned?" I asked puzzled.

"Ah, I remembered. I met that little girl. Last time I was in the old house of the Ruan family." Lao Fang clapped his hands and said.

In my mind, a handsome figure immediately appeared, I didn't expect that the one who abducted the old Fangtou was actually the little girl who pretended to be a ghost and frightened people.

Lao Fang talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and he picked up the water glass and took a few sips.

When he put down the water glass, he noticed that there was an outsider in the room.

He stared at Jiang Xiaoxi for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, knowing that he had lost his composure just now, so he blushed and greeted her.

"Forget it, let's go and have a look. Old Fang is already old, and his bones can't stand the toss." I sighed and stood up.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Lao Fang couldn't stop thanking him with a smile on his face.

When I introduced Jiang Xiaoxi to the other party, I was stunned for a moment. Speaking of which, the two sides have a common acquaintance, and that is Lao Liu.

When I came to the old house of the Ruan family again, I felt a sense in my heart. There were many stories in this old house, some of which were even related to our Zhang family.

I once asked Jiang Xiaoxi if she knew where the Zhang family's phase master who failed to get a painting went.

Jiang Xiaoxi shook his head, saying that it has been so many years, who knows the whereabouts of that physiognomist, he probably went home.

Fang Xiaomei stood in front of the house, poking her head, not daring to go in. When she saw us coming, her face showed joy, and she walked over quickly.

"Brother, you guys are here, hurry up and take a look. Dad and the little girl have been in for a long time, and there is no movement inside." Fang Xiaomei said worriedly.

I casually comforted her and told her not to worry, and walked straight into the old house of the Ruan family.

Jiang Xiaoxi is a local, so she naturally knows the reputation of this house, but she is also brave enough to walk in with me.

I just remembered that her mother is a descendant of the Ruan family. Speaking of which, she also has some connections with this house.

"It's really a coincidence that several people related to the Ruan family have come here today." I muttered.

Whether it's the old Fangtou, the girl pretending to be a ghost, or Jiang Xiaoxi, these people all have direct or indirect connections with the Ruan family in one way or another.

(End of this chapter)