Qin Bai walked into the dilapidated shop and felt the smell of mildew as soon as he stepped into the door.
Fortunately, there is no other odor, which shows that it is cleaned frequently.
Because the windows were all closed, the light in the room seemed extremely dim.
With Qin Bai's eyesight, he saw densely packed exorcism talismans all over the walls, various specious magical instruments placed on the table, and some weird tools placed in the corners.
In Qin Bai's opinion, the talismans on the wall were okay, but those magic weapons only carved some rough formations and were of no use at all.
"I can temporarily hand over the store to you, but I must give our father and son a place to live, and..."
"Don't worry, I will keep this house intact." Qin Bai doesn't plan to demolish it and rebuild it. After all, there is still a lot of free space in the courtyard.
And the theater can be built with multiple floors of strong wood, which is more than enough.
"Dad, can you tell me more about that demon?"
Li Maochun's eyes swept across the passers-by passing by the store. He hesitated for a long time and shook his head without speaking.
Qin Bai followed the other person's gaze. He didn't know what Li Maochun was wary of. His mind couldn't detect anything strange about these passers-by.
There was obviously a streak of paranoia in the old man, which could also be said to be madness. He seemed to value the so-called demon extremely, even more than his own life.
"Okay, then I'll go first."
Qin Bai agreed, and then he had to contact the carpenter and try his best to finish the affairs of Deyun Society in the next few days.
There are still more than twenty days left before the examination, and there is really not much time left.
Even if there are demons, it won't matter. There are more than four warriors in the capital, let alone the other hidden masters.
Qin Bai left anxiously.
After he left, Li Maochun sat in his seat with a solemn expression, staring at the wall in deep thought.
Even he himself didn't know why he could tell whether others were monsters, but he just subconsciously felt something was wrong.
Moreover, in Li Maochun's view, the closer to the palace, the safer it is. Demons who transform into human beings are usually concentrated in the outer city.
Could it be that I have really gone astray after all these years?
No...impossible! !
Li Maochun immediately denied it. He pulled up his sleeves, revealing the dense scars on his skin.
These scars vary in depth and are spaced at certain intervals. They look like they were dug out with a blunt instrument to endure pain.
And on his shoulder, there were some words vaguely engraved.
"do not forget."
"Leave quickly."
Li Maochun gets a splitting headache every time he looks at the handwriting, but he can't remember what happened.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "What did I forget..."
A stinging feeling came from his head. He subconsciously touched the scar with his rough palm, and fragments of incomplete memories came flooding back.
In my memory, in the same room, I was holding a dull knife and reluctantly cutting my skin.
Dense murmurs sounded from Li Maochun's ears, as if countless people were reminding him not to forget, but what exactly did he forget...
At this time, the door was opened, and a loud noise brought him back to reality.
Li Lingfa walked in wearing the clothes of the Imperial City Secretary, holding a roast duck wrapped only in oil paper.
"Dad, do you think it's still too late for me to practice martial arts?"
Li Maochun took a long time before replying: "Aren't you going to mess with your messy institutions?"
He seems much more normal in front of his son Li Lingfa, and he won't talk about monsters anymore.
"Well……"
Li Lingfa scratched his head in embarrassment, and then suddenly remembered something.
"Speaking of mechanisms, because the room was too closed, I suddenly had an idea a few days ago. If I could rotate the turbid breath through the fan blades..."
Li Maochun couldn't help but interrupt: "Take care of your debris. A theater will move it into the yard."
Li Lingfa was stunned for a moment, then covered his face with his hands: "A theater?"
"It seems to be called Deyun Club."
"Are you mistaken? There is a theater next door. This is very disturbing to the public..."
"It also seriously affects my rest. Recently, my hands and feet are cold, I feel dizzy and hot, and my energy and blood are weak. Sometimes I feel dizzy when I squat down and then stand up."
Li Maochun ignored the chattering Li Lingfa and turned around to prepare the meal.
Qin Bai in Geng Mansion sneezed and glanced out the window. It was late at night before he knew it.
He put the file in his hand on the table, then closed his eyes and leaned on the chair to meditate.
Bao Zheng passed away more than 20 years ago in Jiayou's sixth year, and he took over this case in Jiayou's fifth year.
The case is named "Twin Case" in the file. It is more like folklore to say that it is a case, but since it can be included in the file, it must be true.
It is about a farmer named Zhang who came home one day and found that there was someone exactly like him in the house.
The two fought uncontrollably and were eventually escorted to the county magistrate in the capital at that time.
After a long trial, the case reached a deadlock. The two men had exactly the same living habits and memories, even the scars on their bodies.
The monks of the Taoist sect found no differences in the two farmers surnamed Zhang. They seemed to be two similar people in the world. The case alarmed Bao Zheng, who was working at home.
In the end, Bao Zheng and Li Maochun collaborated to investigate the case, but what happened later was not recorded in the file, and it seemed to have ended hastily.
Qin Bai felt that it was not necessarily a demon. He did not notice the demonic or yin energy. It might just be some kind of heavenly and earthly treasure.
In fact, there are similar ingredients in the points mall that can give birth to a body, but it is impossible to achieve a complete similarity, and the problem of soul cannot be solved at all.
If he didn't dwell on it, the matter would become an unsolved case. No one would know what happened unless Li Maochun said anything.
Qin Bai focused on the theater itself and began to redeem wood at the points mall. The carpenters would start building it the next day.
It is foreseeable that when the Deyunshe signboard is put out, it will definitely cause trouble.
Everyone in the Deyun Club went to various famous theaters and received mixed reviews. Some of them were still confident after returning, while others were uneasy.
In Qin Bai's view, Deyun Society may not be able to act like it originally did in Hangzhou. If it starts a price war, it will definitely be attacked by a group of people. If it wants to attract people's attention, it must innovate.
He considered putting a horror drama on stage on the opening day of Deyun Club.
And just a wedding dress may not be enough, why not try selling girls' small matches...
As for the problem that drama may summon monsters, it is actually easy to deal with.
Judging from the situation of the wedding dress, the scripts also have different levels. Even if a demon appears after the performance of Little Matches Selling Girls, their cultivation level is only about a thousand years at most.
There is Qin Bai inside the city, and there are donkeys and other beasts outside the city. It is not difficult to kill them.
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