"Yingyue-kun? Is she here?"
"Yes and no."
Wu Hui had never heard of such an answer. Shi Wuqi called the girl again. Mo Yi was reluctant, either because she was afraid of trouble or because she didn't want to have too much contact with the two people who were still strangers to her.
She stood beside the coffee table. Shi Wuqi pointed at her and said to Wu Hui:
"Before that, Miss Wu - I want to confirm one thing. Can you cover one eye and look at her, and then tell me what you saw with your left and right eyes?"
Wu Hui felt a little confused at first, but suddenly understood his purpose. As if she had a premonition, she covered her left eye first and looked with her uninjured right eye. What she saw was still a nervous girl, nothing out of the ordinary about her. She hesitated slightly and slowly moved her hand to her right eye.
...It's a bird!
No, is it a crow?
A big living person just disappeared out of thin air. The only living thing in her field of vision was a small crow with its wings folded, standing helplessly on the ground. It is always difficult for people to see any emotions on the faces of birds, but from those dark and bright little eyes, she seemed to see many emotions that only belonged to humans.
Out of surprise, she unconsciously relaxed her hand. And just when the right eye caught the light and participated in the completion of visual information, the human figure covered the appearance of the bird. Mo Weiming didn't understand her surprise. Even if he did as he was told, he would only see a girl named Mo Yi. But Shi Wuqi knew.
"It's exactly what I thought. I've suspected it before - to be honest, because she is too afraid of life and rarely shows herself in human form. Before you two came, she was just a crow flying around the room. But Miss Wu's attitude at that time made me a little suspicious. But Dr. Mo shouldn't be able to see it. It's okay, Mo Yi, change back and let him gain experience. "
"I do not want."
The girl got emotional and did not cooperate. She even looked at the shopkeeper with a bit of resentment in her eyes, and anyone could tell that she was unhappy. Shi Wuqi seemed to be looking at the joke on purpose. After being refuted, he didn't say anything and just looked cheerful.
"I think your eye can see through the nature of many witchcraft. Now that she is in human form, your left eye can see her original form of a monster - and if she turns back into a bird, The appearance, what that eye sees, is the part of her human nature. This is a very convenient ability... Although it often brings shocks, it is normal."
Wu Hui suddenly remembered that the last time he came here, he saw this girl climbing in from the window. She had a sudden realization - how could an ordinary child easily climb to the second floor window without using any tools? But if it’s a crow with wings, then it all makes sense. Only now did Wu Hui realize how unusual the scene he saw at that time was.
If Shi Wuqi treated them like this as soon as they entered the house, Mo Weiming would never believe it. But with the kid's incident as a foreshadowing, he was not completely resistant to all this. What's more, he is the one who knows best about the condition of Wu Hui's left eye. Even if he doesn't believe others, he still remembers clearly what he did.
He asked Shi Wuqi: "You said you can see... is it because of your glasses? Just like the lenses of a camera?"
Shopkeeper Shi touched the frame of the monocle, shook his head and said, "No. This spectacle lens has other uses. However, if Miss Wu can only see with one eye... I would like to ask, have you been like this since you were a child?"
"Uh." She glanced at Mo Weiming, "Actually, my memories of childhood are very vague..."
"When will you introduce us to Mr. Yingyue?" Mo Weiming asked.
"I'm sorry, I'll go right away. Please follow me."
They followed Shi Wuqi and walked to the curtain that Wu Hui once cared about. Mo Yi helped pull a rope next to him, and the curtain slowly unfolded, as if there was a small stage in front of him. She turned on the light again, and the entire small divided space became bright. There are many shelves around the small room, and the shelves are filled with dazzling jade jewelry. Most of them have been finely processed and polished, and a few are still in the form of raw stones. It has the same pattern as the placement of items outside - just not much pattern.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the dark coffin in the center.
"Weren't you very curious last time?"
Shi Wuqi said, walked to the side of the coffin, and gently touched the paint surface with his hand. The two of them didn't dare to get close for a long time. Mo Weiming was still muttering, was Wu Hui so curious about this corner when he came back last time?
However, what Wu Hui is more curious about now may be the array of glittering and translucent jewelry around her. She never knew that she was also a woman who was so interested in exquisite gems - poverty would indeed limit one's pursuit of beauty.
"Since ancient times, various minerals have had various strange and magical uses in various religions. But let's focus on the protagonist this time. Yingyue Jun will definitely be sad if he doesn't get the attention he deserves. Bar."
"He's not kidding us, is he?"
Mo Weiming asked Wu Hui seriously. It's hard for her to say. It can't be that Lord Yingyue is really a dead person, right?
With that said, Mo Yi came to help him lift the coffin lid. The two of them used force simultaneously, one on the left and the other on the right, to move the heavy cover aside. At this moment, many possibilities flashed through their minds, but they did not expect to see such a scene.
There is a person. a woman. She has long, silky black hair, delicate facial features, and exquisite dresses. The style of this dress is very classical, like a palace coat and skirt from a hundred years ago. The color is very simple and elegant, with thin persimmon and red purple as the base, dotted with some primrose-colored knots. She lay there as calm and peaceful as if she were asleep.
But her chest did not rise and fall at all. Wu Hui found it hard to believe that this was a person. Regardless of whether she is alive or dead, she really looks like a dummy. All this would make sense if it were a carefully dressed porcelain doll.
What can prove this speculation is a striking crack on "its" face. Spreading from the left cheekbone to the right ear, a zigzag crack appeared on her face. However, rows of tiny red copper and porcelain nails hit her face, pulling the cracks together tightly. Mo Weiming felt an indescribable familiarity with this: it was like a suture after surgery.
There seemed to be many cracks repaired in this way hidden all over her body. There are traces of distribution on the cuffs and front. Moreover, if you look closely at the "skin" on both sides of the crack under the light, there seems to be some slight color difference. Several details were concerning, and Mo Weiming couldn't hold back. He carefully touched "it"'s face.
The hard texture... there is nothing wrong with porcelain. But the moment he passed the dividing line, the place where his fingertips passed was slightly dented.
"ah!"
Mo Weiming was so frightened by the shouts that he jerked his hand back. When he came back to his senses, he realized that it was Wu Hui who was shouting just now.
"What?"
"Don't touch her... I'm afraid she will move."
"..."
But Mo Weiming had a heart disease, and he could lie down on the spot more than three times today alone.
Shi Wuqi laughed and said:
"It doesn't matter now. It won't be very polite when she comes back."
"return?"
They cannot understand the meaning of these two words.
"Well. Miss Wu, I asked you about your nightmares before... is it convenient for you to tell me now?"
"This...well, actually I'm used to it. Ever since you gave me that little decoration, I don't have nightmares anymore, but when I go to sleep it still feels like I haven't slept, and when I wake up I feel very tired. Every day I open my eyes and feel very tired. , sometimes my whole body is sore, and it takes a while to calm down. Although it doesn’t have much impact, as long as I calm down, the rest of the day is still very smooth. But... if I am scared, like this time I saw that It's like a ghost, and I can't sleep well at all, or even stay awake."
"What little decoration?"
Mo Weiming didn't know why. But no matter how dull he was, he could still tell that Wu Hui must have been here before he knew it. He wasn't very happy, but couldn't explain why. Logically speaking, that is also her freedom.
"You spend money randomly to buy useless gadgets?"
"What do you mean spending money indiscriminately?" Wu Hui was quite dissatisfied, "And why is it useless? No, what does it have to do with you?"
"This is the secret between Miss Wu and I." Shi Wuqi mumbled, "But from this description, I'm afraid I had a nightmare and forgot about it, or - I'm on the verge of having a nightmare. There's nothing to kill my energy yet. It really happened. In the end, it’s better to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. We should think of other ways.”
Mo Weiming pushed up his glasses and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you going to say that she was entangled with dirty things and then took the opportunity to sell some weird things?"
"You misunderstood. Miss Wu should just be frightened. Although she has not been implicated yet, she cannot feel at peace in her heart and cannot completely relax. She is always in a state of tension, and of course she cannot get a good rest."
The words came from behind, and it was a strange, light female voice. Shi Wuqi stood in front of them without moving his mouth. So they both turned around at the same time and looked outside the opened curtain. There was a beautiful woman standing there at some point - as if she had stepped out of a painting. Judging from that appearance and attire, he looked exactly like the dummy lying in the coffin, except that there were no traces of the porcelain. She is nearly perfect.
Looking back, there was nothing in the coffin.
Shi Wuqi smiled proudly, as if he had played a clever trick that no one could expose. The woman took two steps forward, stood in front of Wu Hui, and stared at him for a long time. Even she felt embarrassed after being looked at by her beautiful sister for so long.
"Ying, Yingyue-kun?" Wu Hui looked away awkwardly.
"The complexion is not bad. Give her some mother-of-pearl fragrance, so she doesn't have to run here too often. I'm not sure whether the clams have any effect on her. I'll have to wait and see for a while. I asked Mutsuki-kun, the rest of the clams He has some eyebrows and is waiting for his words."
"Ouyang means, if possible, try not to involve them in the disputes between the star disciples."
"Who? Oh, that reporter. It doesn't matter, I just happened to get one. I believe Mutsuki-kun means the same thing. Fate is not deep or shallow, but it is shallow or not. By the way, give this little brother some fragrance too. , his complexion is worrying."
what is this? Want to know more about it? Yingyue Jun stared at him again. From those clear and bright eyes, Mo Weiming rarely started to care about the fact that his hair was a little messy today - even though it was the same every day.
"I still have things to do. It's about time, right?"
These were the last words Yingyue Jun said. Their vision suddenly began to blur. They closed their eyes at almost the same moment and opened them at the same moment. At some point, they returned to the sofa and fell together. Was what just happened just sleepwalking, or did they never leave here from the beginning?
Ignoring Shi Wuqi's mysterious smile, Mo Weiming straightened up and grabbed the teacup in front of him. Wuhui, who had not regained her strength, lost support and immediately slid down. She got up and shook her sleepy head.
"No drugs were administered. If you don't believe it, you can take a sample for testing."
Mo Weiming's eyes quickly swept across the coffee table. There is no room for anything on the desktop that is so full of clutter.
His eyes were selective, and finally fell on a silver incense burner.
