Nightmare Attack

Zhu Jie was a little impatient, but he couldn't show it too clearly, "This hydrangea won't say anything, I mean it's dangerous."

Tang Qisheng on the side shook his head, "Probably not. After all, it's dawn and the mission should be over."

But just to be on the safe side, Jiang Cheng waited until the sun really came out of the horizon before taking a serious look at the hydrangea. The hydrangea was sewn with high-quality brocade, and the stitches on it were meticulous. It could be seen that the people who made it put their heart into it.

There was nothing unusual on the outside, but when he touched it inch by inch, Jiang Cheng suddenly paused, and the touch from his fingertips told him that there was something hard inside the hydrangea ball, which felt like a wooden sign.

"Is there something in it?"

The mature and prudent Zhang Qizheng also became nervous. Since they came to this world, the clues they collected were too scattered, and most of the clues were related to the tragedy on Chunshen Lake many years ago, and this late wife was the key to this tragedy. , How could this make him not excited.

Jiang Cheng simply nodded his head, and Li Bai took out a small knife from his arms. The blade gleamed coldly in the dark, "Cut it open with a knife."

"No." Tang Qisheng stopped immediately, perhaps because he felt that he was being abrupt, and quickly explained: "Miss Li Bai doesn't know that hydrangea belongs to auspicious things, and auspicious things need to avoid disasters. After the hydrangea is made, you need to avoid knives and axes." Sharp tools like scissors, there is a saying that cut the hydrangea and send a girl to throw it, which means that once the hydrangea is cut, after the marriage is completed, even if the child is born in the future, it will only be a girl.”

The matter of patriarchal patriarchy has a long history, especially the rich and powerful families in ancient times, they were very particular about it, and the weird customs evolved from it are even more unimaginable.

Jiangcheng has even heard the saying that in the past, some wealthy families in ancient times, if a woman gave birth to a daughter as her first child, she would not be able to keep the girl. They would find a fortune teller and choose a dark and windy night , kill the girl, and then bury it under the threshold of one's own gate. This is called frightening evil, and the implication is to scare away the girl who comes to the house to reincarnate, so that the next child will be a boy.

If this method does not work, if the next child is a girl, they will continue to be killed and buried under the threshold until a boy is born.

After listening to Tang Qisheng's words, Jiang Cheng slowly nodded, and then signaled everyone to spread out, and then followed the gap between the stitches, grasping one end with one hand, tensing his muscles and exerting force slowly, the hydrangea was actually torn open.

At the same time, a pitch-black wooden sign fell from the hydrangea, and the fat man caught it with quick eyesight and quick hands, so that it did not fall to the ground.

This scene was also seen by Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Fugui even more highly. They saw the situation just now. The dark wooden sign was not too big, and it was very inconspicuous in today's environment. They didn't even fully Noticed, but this Wang Fugui's reaction was surprisingly fast.

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The person who can survive from the road of unjust ghosts really has two brushes. The most important thing is that he is good at disguising. He pretends to know nothing, and only Jiangcheng will follow suit.

Zhu Jie and Tang Qizheng looked at each other, and secretly communicated in their hearts. They guessed that maybe Jiang Cheng was just the nominal commander of this group of people, but in fact the core of these people was this person named Wang Fugui.

Strange to say, standing next to Wang Fugui, they felt an indescribable feeling, like a sense of security. In short, everyone felt at ease wherever Wang Fugui appeared. They had never felt this kind of feeling before.

The ability to cause changes in the environment can be called terrifying.

Jiang Cheng held the wooden sign in his hand and took a closer look. There were many strange patterns engraved on the sign, which seemed to be some kind of font, but everyone couldn't understand it at all.

"What is this?" The fat man blinked and complained, "Why does it look like a ghost drawing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng moved the wooden sign closer to him. He probably thought of something later, and frowned slightly, "This seems to be a water book."

"What is Shuishu?" Fatty asked without understanding.

Seeing this, Yao Shunyu explained, "Shuishu is the language of exorcism, which is the language used by priests to communicate with ghosts and gods in ancient ceremonies. This language can also be used to communicate with ghosts under special circumstances, but it can only communicate with those who are deeply resentful. Evil ghosts, these ghosts have a way to walk on them, ordinary ghosts can't understand."

Fatty's scalp tingled when he heard it, he only remembered one sentence, this kind of weird words can communicate with evil spirits.

Zhang Qizheng stepped forward, stared at the wooden sign in Jiangcheng's hand, and finally nodded after a few seconds, as if confirming, "Yes, it's Shuishu, and it's very authentic. It's so rare that someone actually writes something like this , presumably this person has considerable Taoism."

"Before I heard people in the mansion mention the words "Tianshi Mansion" and those exquisitely crafted lightning-struck wooden signs. I think it's likely that they came up with this level of Shuishi."

Li Bai's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Why, Mr. Zhang knows Shuishi?"

Seeing the clues in front of them, but everyone can't understand, this kind of thing is really too tormenting, the clues about Mrs. Xian must be solved.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang shook his head, and said in a regretful tone, "Sorry, I only know a little bit, that is, I can tell whether it is a real Shuishi. I can't translate it. Perhaps the only people I know are People like Yu Chengmu have a way, after all, that's what they eat."

Unexpectedly, Yu Chengmu still had such ability, the fat man couldn't help feeling secretly, fortunately he followed the doctor, otherwise the ashes would have been thrown away by Yu Chengmu and the others.

Suddenly, a steady voice came from behind, "Shui Shu? I'm not talented, maybe I can understand a little~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Following the prestige, I saw Shao Tong walking over, at this time he and It was much more normal than before, at least not one Daoist, after Lu Qin died, the shackles on him disappeared.

After receiving the wooden sign, he held his breath and looked at it for a moment, then Shao Tong exhaled, "It really is like this."

The fat man was in a hurry, "What is it, what did you see?"

"It records the birth date of Mrs. Xian, and the name of Mrs. Xian." Shao Tong looked at the crowd, "Her name is Guo Shaoyi."

The moment the name came out, Jiang Cheng immediately thought of the General's Tomb in the backyard. On the tombstone was the tomb of Guo Shaotang, the mighty general of the town army.

Judging from the name and the clues I have obtained before, the current situation is already obvious. This former wife is a family member of General Guo, and is most likely his own sister.

It is precisely because of this relationship that General Guo neglected to take precautions against the Marquis of Zhennan, and eventually he was calculated and wiped out on Chunshen Lake.