Supreme Medicinal God

A glance at the bead bracelet on Wu Fei's wrist showed a trace of disdain in Ye Feng's eyes. The bead bracelet in Wu Fei's hand had only the incense wish of about ten years or so. Compared with the amulet in Chen Xinyi's necklace, it could not be compared.

Ye Feng asked with a smile: "Miss Xinyi, why do you have this amulet?"

"I don’t know where it came from. Teacher Zhang told me that when I was sent to the orphanage, this necklace was hung on my neck, and there was this symbol in it, maybe someone related to me stayed It's for me. I've been to the temple and asked someone to ask, this is a powerful amulet that can protect me."

Wu Fei laughed: "This kind of fooling thing, you actually wear it all the time."

Chen Xinyi blushed and wanted to say something, but gave up again, only a faint smile: "Even if it is really useless, it is left to me by people related to me. It has a commemorative meaning."

Ye Feng guessed something from Chen Xinyi's sad look.

Chen Xinyi wanted to say that the necklace might be left by her parents, but when she thought of it, she felt heartache and could only say that it was left by someone related to her.

The moonlight was sprinkled in the lotus pond, and the swaying reflection seemed to be integrated with the lotus leaf. When the breeze blew through, the moon shadow turned into a silver wave.

Chen Xinyi turned on her mobile phone, connected to the live broadcast platform, and started a webcast.

"It's eight o'clock in the evening. I'm standing in the legendary Chenjiayuan's old mansion, with the lotus pond behind me. It is rumored that Shangguan Wan'er will appear every full moon night, sitting by the lotus pond and combing his hair and singing, waiting Her lover is coming."

"Everyone follows my sight. This is the Red Embroidered Building made of Phoebe chinensis. This building has a history of 200 years. Under the light, this Red Embroidered Building is like a burning flame, Shangguan Wan'er The room is on the second floor of the Red Embroidery Building. I will take you to take a look at her boudoir, which is circulating on the Internet. This building will be brightly lit every full moon night. We will take care of this Chen Jiayuan The housekeeper confirmed this."

"Today is June 15th of the lunar calendar, and it is the night of the full moon. I don’t know if we will encounter this phenomenon, whether there is really a phenomenon of magic, or the illusion of a housekeeper. We will reveal this answer tonight. "

We came to the entrance of Hongxiu Building together. The big brass lock still locked the door firmly. Everyone looked at Lan Ling'er together, hoping she would continue to use her hairpin to open the lock core.

But Lan Ling'er smiled strangely and stretched out his hand. There was a key of Huang Chengcheng in the snowy slender hand.

Lan Ling'er lowered his voice: "Haha, I took Brother Tiezhu asleep, and I took it from his house. It should be the key to this brass lock."

Lan Ling'er tried to insert the key into the brass lock. The sound of a crisp spring spring came to open the brass lock smoothly. The heavy door was pushed open and squeaked. It was special in the quiet night. Harsh.

In order to create a live broadcast effect, Chen Xinyi also lowered his voice and made a look to avoid disturbing the sleeping undead: "Below, I will take you into this red embroidery building."

"We have already visited the Red Embroidery Building during the day, and we have installed monitoring inside. We found that coming in at this time is completely different from coming in during the day. Entering the Red Embroidery Building at night has a more thrilling feeling."

"There are also a few friends who follow me into the Red Embroidery Tower. They will join me in finding the soul of Shangguan Wan'er and relive her love story that can be weeping."

At this time, the public screen of the live broadcast room began to flash message subtitles of netizens, more and more.

"It's terrifying here."

"Xinyi, you have to be careful."

"Don't be afraid, Xinyi, I believe you can come out safely."

Ye Feng's destiny eyes swept through the entire Chen Jiayuan compound, and no abnormalities were found. This kind of supernatural remarks circulated on the Internet should be empty.

But what made him doubt was that Tie Zhu was very serious when talking about this matter, not as if he was deceiving people, or if he really had the ghost of Shangguan Wan'er, or someone had lied to him.

Chen Xinyi started her narration: "Everyone can see clearly. The place where we stand now is the second floor of the Red Embroidery Building, that is, Shangguan Wan'er's boudoir. This is her dressing table, that is her bedroom..."

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through, and the window creaked open, and a black shadow floated from the window,

Jiang Yuxin saw the shadow first, and screamed in shock: "Ghost."

Everyone was not scared by the shadow, but Jiang Yuxin was suddenly scared by the sudden throat, and Wu Fei's flashlight fell to the ground.

"Ghost, hahaha."

Lan Ling'er also screamed, holding both hands on her chest, posing a look of fear.

In fact, she was learning Jiang Yuxin and deliberately mocked Jiang Yuxin.

Jiang Yuxin was frightened, grabbed a heavy rosewood wood flower stand at hand, and a pot of begonia flowers on the flower stand, and threw them all over, hitting the shadow on him.

When I heard the sound of the flowerpot cracking, there was also a painful mumbling noise. The black shadow floating in the window thumped and fell down.

"That's not a ghost, it's a person."

Ye Feng had long discovered that the black shadow was a human. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and took a photo.

Everyone finally saw clearly that the black shadow was actually a big man in black clothes, and the moonlight shone through the window behind him, shining on the ugly face of the big man.

Just now everyone felt the cold wind blowing. It was the feeling that when the big man opened the window, the air was convection and the cold wind was blowing in from outside.

Dahan's forehead was smashed by a flower pot, and a trace of blood oozed out.

Jiang Yuxin pouted, flushed, staring at the big man slightly, her breath was a little short, and she seemed startled.

"It's a man, damn, scare me. It's really annoying. I actually pretended to be a ghost to frighten this girl. If it was not being broadcast, I would kill you with my star staff."

Lan Linger snatched his mouth and snickered aside, fearing that the smile was too strong, embarrassing Jiang Yuxin: "Actually pretending to be a ghost to frighten us, or I will let Sanbao bite you to death if I don't live."

Jiang Yuxin glared at Lan Ling'er: "Are it funny? Is it so funny?"

The big man covered his bleeding forehead with a pained look, and saw a large group of people standing in front of his eyes. He scolded angrily: "Who threw the flower pot and hit me."

At this time, from the window, a big man jumped in again, with a beard on his face.

In the Red Embroidery Building, when meeting so many people, the two big men were guilty and tensed.

But seeing Ye Feng and others are very young, at best in their early twenties, the three girls are all beautiful and beautiful, and the two men are also fair-faced. They have no lethality and relax their vigilance.

They glanced at each other with a fierce expression, and each of them drew a sharp knife from their arms, and stopped everyone with great force.

"Boy, who are you, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

(End of this chapter)