Chapter 255: The Way to Exorcism and Evils
After Ono Leung left, Fumimi Kaoru claimed that Section Chief Fujiwara was not seriously injured and that he would wake up after a while, and the evil ghosts would disperse by themselves.
Gentako was skeptical. She observed carefully for a while and saw that Fujiwara Yu breathing evenly and his face was as normal, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Yazaki Momo felt it didn't matter. If Fujiwara Yuki died, she could write the first-hand revelation herself. She had already thought of the title: "Wu Lin'an Haunted House: The son of the director of the Metropolitan Police Department died of evil spirits"...
In short, Fujiwara Yuki lies on the tatami, his face is very peaceful, which is more pleasing to the eye than when he is sober.
Everyone ignored him. After lunch, Fumimi Lu took the rest of the people to take a walk in the yard to digest food under the pretext of catching ghosts.
Ono Xuan acted as a guide and introduced the garden pond of Wulin Temple.
She claimed that the rockery in the garden has a long history and has a history of hundreds of years so far, called "Dry Stone"; the pond also has a history of hundreds of years, called "Shuiqin Cave"; the small courtyard also has a history of hundreds of years, called "Rain Yue Tea Room"... Yuan Yuzi listened for a long time and felt that every grass and tree here had a history of hundreds of years.
He is worthy of being a royal relative and noble, and he really has historical heritage!
"Legendary: Whenever mountain rain soaks into the water-piano cave, if someone holds a gilt tea sap and hits the pillars of the Yuyue Tea Room three times, you can hear the sound of tea crushing from the ground..."
The more Ono Xuan said it, the more exaggerated it was, from history and culture to folklore stories: "The paper door will open without wind, and twelve green and white faces will sit around to drink tea, and the main seat is the vengeful spirit of Chongde wearing straight clothes and standing hooded hats... Those who drink the last cup in the tea room will see the appearance of drowning appearing at the bottom of the tea bowl!"
Yazaki Momo captured the key information and quickly said, "Isn't this the same cause of Miss Akishinomiya's death? Moreover, on the night when Miss Akishinomiya got into trouble, she said she heard the sound of Mizuko..."
Ono Xuan sighed: "It is because it is too similar to the legend that there are rumors that Miss Akishinomiya was killed by an evil spirit."
Genyuko couldn't help but turn her head, leaned back, leaned toward Fumimi Lu, and muttered in a low voice: "It sounds like a common routine in detective dramas. The murders are always linked to various legendary and strange stories. In the end, the truth was revealed but it was discovered that it was a man-made crime."
Fushimi Kazu asked, "Then do you mean Miss Akishinomiya didn't commit suicide?"
Genyuko was not sure yet, she was in a mess, and the evil knowledge was always lingering in her mind. In addition, Fumimi-kun was pretending to be a god, which made her unable to reason normally.
Everyone walked around and went back to their room to rest. Onoxuan brewed another pot of jade dew tea and invited the three of them to taste tea. From this, it seems that Prince Furen really liked drinking tea during his lifetime, so that his wife and maid retained the habit of drinking tea after his death.
Genyuko knelt on the cushion. She held the teacup with both hands, took a sip, smashed her mouth, tasted it for a moment, and said, "Well... it seems to be different from Mrs. Kiko... Ah, I'm not saying it's not delicious, but the tastes are unique."
"Is that true?" Yazaki Momo was a little surprised. She took another sip and didn't taste the difference at all. She turned to ask Fushimi Kaoru: "What do you think?"
"What's the difference between not drinking it?" Fumimi Lu told the truth.
Ono Xuan skillfully hung water and said with a smile: "Ms. Tamako is also a Yake. Most people can't taste it. The tea used by Mrs. Kiko is different from the tea used by me, and naturally tastes different."
"Aren't it all Yulu tea?" Yuan Yuzi asked.
Ono Xuan explained: "The backyard of Wulinan is a tea garden. Prince Fumien personally selected seedlings, cultivated and planted them during his lifetime. The tea leaves used by Mrs. Kiko were all picked from the tea garden herself; and the tea leaves I used were bought from outside."
"So that's it."
Yuan Yuzi took two more sips and felt refreshed, her body and mind were comfortable. The fragrance of tea penetrated into her internal organs, which was so satisfying that she narrowed her eyes.
After eating and drinking tea, everyone was doing nothing. Yazaki Momo regretted it. It wasn't a good thing to come too early, and it felt like he was lying on someone else's house for free.
Fortunately, Ono Xuan was very thoughtful in the hospitality. Seeing that everyone was bored, she brought a game of Go to relieve the guests. After drinking tea, Yuan Yuzi followed her to play chess, and she felt like a master of hermits. It seemed good to live leisurely in the mountains like this, and she could see the scenery or something when she was free.
Genyuko couldn't help but start fantasizing: she was wearing a kimono, with her hands in her sleeves, standing by the porch, looking at Qiuyu, and inadvertently chanting a beautiful haiku, showing a grand manner of being all over her body...
It's really too fashionable.
Fushimi Deer is very unsightly. He likes to regret playing Go, and even formulates some inexplicable rules, such as putting the chess piece into the lid of the box after eating, and even losing it if it falls outside... It's simply inexplicable.
Before we knew it, the sky became dark. The sunset in the mountains was like fire, burning all the forests. When Yuan Yuzi came to her senses, the bright moon was already hanging high. She put down the chess piece, thinking that this day was so fast!
The psychic master at the end was from 8:00 to 9:00 pm, but in a blink of an eye it was already past ten o'clock. Genyuko looked at the Western clock in the corner. The psychic master at the end was already an hour late.
Accompanied by a thunder, lightning illuminated the earth, and it started to drizzle outside the house.
The tea on the tatami was almost drying out. Fushimi Tarot took the others away under the name of exorcism, leaned against Fujiwara Yuki's ear with his butt sticking out, and squeezing his throat and telling ghost stories in a gloomy tone.
"The evil spirit is chasing you... It is terrifying, distorted, an indescribable monster... It wants to eat you, it wants to eat your soul..."
"You are scared...you are running away...and hiding...but to no avail, it will always find you..."
In order to appear more realistic, Fumimi Deer was still pressing on Fujiwara Yuki and whispered: "The evil ghost caught you... and pressed on you... Its tentacles kept wandering on you..."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Accompanied by the demonic whisper of Fushimi Taranta, Fujiwara Yuki, who was sleeping, gradually frowned. His eyes were rhythmic under his nose, and cold sweat bursts appeared on his forehead.
——Boom! !
Another thunder sounded, and Fujiwara Yu was shocked and woke up from his sleep. He let out a loud scream and struggled subconsciously.
Fushimi Lu quickly turned over and evacuated, leaned over and patted his shoulder, and comforted softly, "It's okay, it's okay, the evil spirit has left."
Fujiwara Yu gradually recovered from his senses. He sat up, feeling his headache was split, his ears were buzzing, and hearing Fumiji Deer speak as if he was passing through a layer of water curtain.
"Me, I...what is wrong? What happened?" he asked with a confused look on his face.
"You were attacked by evil spirits and fainted," Fumimi Kaoru began to exude the social charm of Lv7. He smiled intimately and said, "But don't worry, I have dispelled evil spirits."
Fujiwara Yu finally remembered that the last scene he saw before his consciousness dissipated was the slide door that was about to be opened; after losing consciousness, he dreamed that the evil ghost was chasing him, and he ran all the way, but in the end he was caught by the evil ghost...
The feeling was so real that Fujiwara Yuki could even feel that there was still a strange touch on him.
He couldn't help but tremble.
"You, are you really a psychic?"
When Fujiwara Yuki asked this question, Fushimi Ka knew that he had an answer in his heart and smiled sincerely.
"Yes, I'm the psychic detective Fumimi Rein."
(This chapter ends)