Chapter 260 Ghosts of the Pavilion
Yuan Yuzi felt that he was absolutely angry, but he was arrogant, so he was unwilling to lose his temper. He might secretly hold revenge in his heart, thinking about finding an opportunity to take revenge.
She was about to comfort her and told Fumimi-kun that the prime minister could hold a boat in his stomach, so that he could understand how important it is to be kind to others, but Fumimi-kun suddenly raised his finger: "Shh... something is wrong."
Come again?
Yuan Yuzi looked around and there was no one around her. Maybe she would be beaten, so she quickly covered her ears with her little hands.
Fushimi Que looked impatient, pinched her wrist with both hands, clamped her little face with her palm, forcing her to turn her head, and let her look at the pavilion in the rain: "Did you see it?"
Only then did Yuan Yuzi notice that there were three figures sitting around the pavilion in the garden.
Lightning penetrated the dark clouds and vaguely illuminated the three blue and white faces. They couldn't see clearly through the rain curtain. They could only vaguely see that they were wearing white hunting clothes, black hats, and cypress fans, and they were not like living people.
Yuan Yuzi thought of the legend of Chongde and resentful spirits. Her heart trembled and she had goose bumps. The water vapor was swept into her face with the cold wind in the mountains. She subconsciously shivered: "That, that...what is that..."
"Go and have a look?"
Fumimi Lu left as soon as he said that, he held up his windbreaker and rushed into the garden in the rain. Yuan Yuzi wanted to stop him, but she was slower, so she could only keep up with her teeth and follow suit.
The two approached, and the pavilion was quiet.
Gentako shrank behind Fushimi Deer and looked over. Her eyes fell on the figure's face. Only then did she realize that they were all puppets, their heads were carved with facial features, and a layer of white paint was applied, and her face was very smooth, as if it was waxed.
Since she was not a ghost, there was nothing to be afraid of. Guo Tatsuko breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up straight, let go of Fumimira's clothes, put her hands on her hips and began to investigate.
"It's weird. When we came for a walk in the morning, we obviously didn't have these three dolls..."
As he said that, Gentako put on a standard posture of Conan thinking and asked casually: "Fujianjun, what do you think?"
Fushimi Deer shook the rain on her windbreaker. He bent down to look at the dolls, and inexplicably felt a strong sense of incongruity. Facing Yuan Yuzi's inquiry, he ignored it, but reached out to pick up the doll's collar.
Under the pair of hunting clothes was a rough bark. The craftsmen who made them seemed to be lazy and only refined their facial features, with their limbs and torso particularly rough. Fushimi Deer looked at her for a moment and then she realized where the incongruity came from.
They don't look like carefully carved crafts, but rather like some kind of pure natural plant.
The bark is natural, and it is better to say three human-shaped short trees than puppets. Putting them on their hunting clothes and modifying their heads makes them look like this now.
In order to verify this conjecture, Fushimi Deer pulled open the hunting clothes. Genyuko was startled. The two of them looked closely and saw that there was a thick and twisted trunk under the hunting clothes. The hand holding the cypress fan was two branches. The hem of the clothes covered the roots roots roots on the rocks...
Looking at the body, the top head looks like some kind of strange fruit.
"What...what?"
Genyuko has learned gardening and flower arrangement. Most horticulturalists can control the growth direction of plants and make them grow into their ideal appearance. Some farmers will also use steel wire to pull branches to allow them to grow in a specific direction... Even though Genyuko knows that this is not uncommon, she was still shocked by the strange plant in front of her.
Fushimi Deer lowered her head and touched the roots of the tree with her feet. The latter did not move at all, and it really took root and grew on the ground.
The floor of the pavilion was made of stone, and the roots of the tree were drilled into the gaps of the bricks. Yuan Yuzi also tried to reach out and shook it, and found that it grew out of the floor and could not shake at all.
This time things became even more bizarre. If it were just three puppets, Genyuko could reasonably speculate that someone might have secretly placed him here to pretend to be a ghost; but now there are three "little trees" rooted in floor tiles, how can they move at will? It’s impossible that they have grown like this within half a day, right?
Yuan Yuzi originally thought that those rumors were just spreading rumors. Now it seems that this old house with great reputation really has some amazing secrets hidden.
Fushimi deer moves her hands and feet everywhere and studies these three tree trees. At this time, Yuan Yuzi's nose moved slightly, and she approached one of the tree people, sniffing around like a puppy, with a puzzled look on her face: "This smell... is so familiar..."
Fushimi Deer also smelled it, and nothing came out. But he was used to it. Genyuko was sensitive and could not be generalized by human physique.
"Can you still smell what kind of breed it is?" he teased casually.
Genyuko didn't care. She frowned and thought in her mind for a while. She repeatedly compared it with the taste in her memory, and finally made a conclusion: "This is the tea made by Mrs. Kiko!"
"Are you sure?"
Fushimi Lu was really disgusted because he drank that tea too. He thought it was a rare tea, but now it seems that it is not the case...
Genyuko smelled it again, repeatedly confirmed it, and said, "Really, it's exactly the same! The tea made by Mrs. Kiko is a little stronger, and the doll tastes lighter..."
Hearing this, Fumimi Lu immediately clenched her throat and vomited out the supper. Although the tea I drank in the morning must have become a piss now, the dinner at night might not be clean. Just in case, I vomited first, and it doesn’t matter what it is decent.
Genyuko was also very disgusted, but she felt that Concubine Kiko would not harm them, and it was a bit embarrassing to vomit in other people's pavilions, so she didn't pick her throat.
Besides, maybe it just smells exactly the same? There is no smell in the world...
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
But she thought of Sherlock Holmes' famous saying, there are no coincidences in this world, everything is the result of countless inevitable... Thinking of this, Mrs. Kiko is very suspicious. She knew the source of the legend, but she kept hiding it without saying it.
For a moment, various speculations surged in Yuan Yuzi's mind. She simply sat down by the pavilion, biting her thumb and nail and pondering.
Seeing this, Fumimi Lu did not disturb her, but instead started beating around the pavilion.
Listening to the dongdong pounding sound, Genyuko suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered the legend mentioned by Ono Xuan in the morning.
"Whenever the mountain rain soaks the water-piano cave, if someone holds a gilt tea sap and hits the pillars of the rainy moon tea room three times, you can hear the sound of tea crushing from the ground."
"Twelve blue and white faces sat around to drink tea, and the main seat was the vengeful spirit of Chongde and standing in a black hat."
...
"I understand!"
Yuan Yuzi took out a pen from her windbreaker pocket and lay on the ground, her ears pressed against the ground, and she kept tapping the floor tiles with her pen. After listening carefully for a while, she stood up again and knocked on the corridor column with a pen. The sound of stones crushing and rubbing under the floor tiles were heard faintly.
"The pavilion is empty!"
Yuan Yuzi's eyes lit up. This was her unique excited expression after she solved the puzzle: "The sound of the water piano may be the sound of rain water flowing backwards. Maybe some mechanism will be triggered after the water level soars, so tree people appear in the pavilion..."
Fushimi Kaoru also guessed this, but he couldn't prove it, after all, his ears were not as good as Gen Tatsuko. They were about to study it carefully, when a harsh scream suddenly came from the lobby, cutting through the rainy night, and it was particularly shrill under the rumbling thunder.
(This chapter ends)