Grandpa's house is not far away. Fu Yunxin has gone straight there after work and is busy preparing dinner with her grandma.
Lin Xiangnan and Lin Hui locked the door and walked over. At the door, they met the shop assistant who came to pay New Year greetings.
Although several waiters were helping to put up red festive Spring Festival couplets, their faces could not hide their worries.
Seeing Lin Xiangnan and Lin Hui approaching, everyone greeted them with flattering smiles.
When Lin Hui followed Lin Xiangnan through the door, he glanced at these guys and frowned slightly.
There was obviously an inexplicable odor lingering on these people.
It was an indescribable smell, like a sewer outlet that hadn't been cleaned for a long time, or the smell of some pungent chemicals mixed with rotting meat.
When the two of them crossed the threshold, they saw a thin, bald man in a yellow monk's robe in the courtyard, spinning around, constantly moving something in his hand, and occasionally closing his eyes and chanting a few words.
Lin Xiangnan and Lin Hui go around the side and go straight into the lobby.
Grandpa Fu Sanhua is sitting by the door, looking tired. He is a thin old man with a goatee and neatly dressed.
Wearing a black mandarin jacket, gray trousers, and a black round hat on his head. When he saw his son-in-law and grandson coming in, he stood up quickly,
"Here we come, come and sit inside."
"Father, what are you doing?" Lin Xiangnan turned his face toward the yard.
"It's a long story." Grandpa first reached out and rubbed Lin Hui's hair, took out a small wooden sword toy from his arms, and asked him to play with it for a while. Lin Hui didn't care that these people treated him as a child, and walked aside with the palm-long wooden sword. Then he eavesdropped on the conversation.
It turned out that this time it was because a clerk in my grandpa's shop asked for leave to go home to visit his relatives, but it has been more than ten days and he has not come back, so he hired someone to visit the clerk's hometown. After all, my grandpa was also a nostalgic person, and he remembered how good the clerk was and was unwilling to change people easily.
But just looking at it, all the belongings were there, but no one was there. Grandpa felt something was wrong, so he decided to go to the nearby Bright Mirror Temple to ask a senior monk to check it out to see if he had encountered any trouble or weird things.
And the monk in the courtyard should be the eminent monk from Bright Mirror Temple nearby.
"So Bright Mirror Temple, is that the big temple where the magical artifacts are enshrined?" Lin Xiangnan asked.
"Exactly. Just before you guys came, Master Xingde told me that there is indeed a problem here that needs to be cleaned up thoroughly. That guy must have been entangled in something troublesome, and there is no way to retrieve it now. We can only Let's get rid of the evil spirits in our family first." Fu Sanhua said softly. Lin Hui watched the monk's movements from the side, his eyes Central Star's power looming.
In this state, he can see things and states that others cannot.
At this moment, the monk named Master Xingde had begun to take out a small golden copper bell from his baggage.
Jingle bells.
He shook it gently and the bell made a crisp sound.
At this moment, Lin Hui narrowed his eyes and suddenly saw that the bell in the monk's hand suddenly changed color for a moment.
Since the bell started ringing, it started to flash and turn purple.
Not only that, Lin Hui also saw that there was a void around the bell. When the sound rang, something suddenly grew out of the surrounding void. Those things were like countless dense purple roots. They extended out and quickly entangled and pierced the surface of the bell.
But the next moment, purple light flashed, and there was nothing in Lin Hui's eyes.
The bell seems to be an ordinary copper bell.
Suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be something, some sight, looking at him from a high place.
After a while, grandpa got up, went to talk to the mage for a few words, paid him some money, and then sent the person out of the yard. "The mage has finished cleaning up. Alas..." He sat down and continued to talk to Lin Xiangnan about what happened during this time.
Lin Hui did not eavesdrop, but stood up, came to the spot where the mage just rang the bell, and stood still.
Close your eyes gently.
At this time, my mind can still vaguely feel the aura of those purple tentacles left in the air just now.
After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand, condensed a little star power on his index finger, and then moved closer to the direction of the breath.
The next moment, the star power on his fingertips began to flow like crazy, passing by at an extremely fast speed. It only lasted for a second before disappearing completely.
Lin Hui was slightly startled. He had tested it regularly and found that the same amount of star power could persist for at least ten seconds before dissipating.
And just now, it was just one second...
Moreover, he vaguely and instinctively felt that it was best not to let those purple tentacles discover his true identity. Otherwise, there might be big problems. At this time, his father Lin Xiangnan called him from behind, so Lin Hui could only stop temporarily and turned around to go back.
Next, during the dinner party, everyone's topic couldn't be separated from the missing guy.
Grandpa has two children, one is Fu Yunxin, which is Lin Hui's cheap mother in this life.
The other is uncle Fu Chunde.
Fu Chunde runs a business trip all year round and was trained as a successor to the family business.
When he talked about this at this time, he also talked about some strange things he encountered and the mages he invited to solve these strange things.
What about the weird men in black sucking popularity in the middle of the night, the poor people whose heads were mounted on the heads of animals, and the weird women who enshrined skeletons in their homes? Lin Hui was stunned for a while, as if he was listening to folklore stories about gods and ghosts.
"Speaking of which, the world is uneasy. Since Xiangnan you are working as a teacher for the commander's family, why not ask A-Hui to find an officer and go to the barracks to learn gun skills. From now on, learning guns will be much better than other useless weapons." Uncle said As he said that, he looked at Lin Xiangnan and suggested, "Learn to shoot?" Lin Xiangnan was immediately tempted. He actually had this idea, but considering that Lin Hui was still a bit young.
Seemingly sensing his concerns, the uncle continued, "A-Hui is so big, he is almost as tall as you and me. It will be no problem to learn to gun in this state. After learning to gun and practicing martial arts, you will be able to protect yourself from both distance and distance."
"I don't want to go." Lin Hui had long observed the passing warlord soldiers on the street. The guns were all rather backward long rifles. They had to pull the bolt every time they fired, which was very troublesome.
"Even if you practice that thing, it's useless if you don't have anywhere to buy guns and bullets. It's still not as convenient as cold weapons." Lin Hui made an excuse casually. "That's right. Nowadays, firearms are not something ordinary people can buy. If you don't touch these firearms for a long time, your hands will get raw... It's still too early. No rush, no rush." Lin Xiangnan thought about it, but still didn't respond.
That's all.
After the family had dinner, Lin Hui made an excuse to go out and play around, wanting to go out.
The uncle was worried that something might happen to him, so he asked his son to take him with him.
As soon as the two of them went out, Lin Hui proposed to Bright Mirror Temple to have a look.
"What's there to see in that place?" Cousin Fu Juntao asked uninterested.
"Anyway, it's okay, just go and have a look. At least it's safer than going to other places, right?" Lin Hui explained.
"Okay."
The two walked through several streets and soon came to an old Buddhist temple on the outskirts of the city.
The temple is full of incense and is full of pilgrims coming and going.
I could smell a strong scent of incense candles from a distance.
Lin Hui didn't go in. He was just outside the temple, watching the monks at the door from a distance.
This is not his first time here. He has been here many times during previous quiet investigations.
But the movement caused by the mage he met today made him have a different thought in his mind.
He has never tried to use more star power near here before.
But today's attempt made him discover some abnormalities that he had not noticed before.
At this time, my cousin had already found a sweet water shop nearby to sit down and eat.
He stood at the foot of the long stone staircase leading to the temple, pretending to be looking at the temple scenery.
In fact, it is continuously increasing the concentration of star power on the hanging right hand.
The right hand was covered by the sleeve, and the place suppressed all kinds of power, so there was no abnormality at all at this time.
Lin Hui noticed that the loss was fast before and stopped moving. But this time, he did not stop, but gradually increased the amount of star power gathered. The total amount of star power covered gradually spread from the fingertips to the entire palm, and then extended from the palm to the forearm.
At this moment, a subtle crisp sound suddenly came from inside the temple.
It was like a crisp sound that no ordinary person could hear.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Hui saw in the temple, a purple mesh tentacle suddenly burst out from the center.
The moment the tentacles appeared, the star power covering his forearms suddenly shattered, dissipated, and completely faded away.
The disappearance speed was more than ten times faster than before, it was as if it was forcibly erased.
"There is indeed something wrong with this place. There should be a reason why this temple was built here.
Lin Hui frowned slightly, already having a guess in his mind.
Before he had other intelligence details, he did not intend to rush into it to avoid trouble.
For a while, the two of them were eating sweet water at the door, one in a daze and the other staring at the temple door.
Not long after, two men in city police uniforms hurried up the stone steps, pushed through a crowd of pilgrims offering incense, and entered through the door. The two men looked miserable and were sweating profusely. The legs of their uniforms were covered with tiny yellow mud spots, and the police hats that were supposed to be on their heads were missing. Only one of them had a short black pistol on his waist, and the other only had an empty holster hanging there.
"Brother Hao, why did we not report the murder immediately, but we came to this place first?"
At this time, among the two policemen who rushed into the temple, the young man behind him asked in a tired voice.
"If you want to survive, just follow me. Just do what I do! Remember!" The middle-aged policeman in front, known as Brother Hao, whispered back to Zhu,
"But why? Didn't you ask Tian Long Temple's mage to handle it last time? Then Tian Long Temple is bigger and stronger than this Bright Mirror Temple, so the matter should have been completely handled long ago, right?" the young policeman asked doubtfully.
"You know nothing!" Brother Hao rushed into the temple gate and breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him.
Turning around, he looked seriously at the apprentice he had been leading for half a year, and said solemnly.
"First of all, what I want to tell you is that when judging the strength of a mage, you cannot just look at the size of temples and Daoist temples. Secondly, what I want to tell you is that all such cases are not completely solved, but are only temporarily suppressed. They are still there, not solved. What the mage did is to stop them from breaking out. That's all!"
"Ah? This... can't even the mage solve it completely?" The young policeman was shocked.