Mo Qin entered the yard unhindered and pushed open the door.
The cold moonlight poured in from the door. There was only a table and a chair in the room, empty and old, with nothing else.
Mo Qin turned her head to look at the bustling brothel. It was dazzling and noisy, but Jiang Yisheng didn't make a sound at all.
The talisman paper she burned just now could only convey very limited information.
She could only remind Jiang Yisheng that she had discovered something wrong with this brothel, but she could not reveal more information.
But since Jiang Yisheng knows that there is a problem here, he will most likely find a way to meet up with her.
It may not be easy to find clues in the building, but isn’t it easy to find a person?
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the breeze blows gently, and the sound of stringed instruments seems to be coming from the distant other side through a thin film. If you listen carefully, you will notice that the sound is filled with dense light sounds.
Mo Qin frowned slightly, feeling that the sound seemed to crawl into her ears and drill into her brain.
She did not delay any longer and took out a fire talisman from her bosom. With a thought, flames appeared on the paper. The golden-red flames formed a circle about one meter wide at her feet with Mo Qin as the center.
The fire burned something, crackling and exploding, and a strange smell rose.
Sweet, rancid, and with a hint of burnt feathers.
The scene around her did not change. Mo Qin stood at the door of the hut, but the fire under her feet burned more and more vigorously.
Snap——
There was a dull knocking sound from the left front nearby, as if something had fallen on the table, rolled down the table, and hit the ground with a "bang".
A rusty bronze lamp rolled over from somewhere, crushing the fire circle and scattering a pile of black ash from it.
Mo Qin took a closer look and realized that it was not black ash at all, but a bunch of bugs.
The flames devoured the insects.
The light above suddenly dimmed, and the originally dry and yellow soil was covered with black ash, which was the remains of the burning insects.
Mo Qin was not standing outside the house, but inside the house, a house full of black bugs.
"Woo~"
The fox appeared at noon. He stood at the corner of the table, staring at Mo Qin with his big amber eyes, his tail swinging behind him, driving away the dense black insects on the table behind him.
It was obviously he who knocked over the bronze lamp just now.
Seeing that Mo Qin had woken up from her fantasy, the fox jumped and threw itself into Mo Qin's arms.
There are so many bugs in this place, he doesn't want to stand on it.
The corner of the table where he had just stood was instantly covered with insects.
There was fire under Mo Qin's feet, and the insects seemed to be unaware of their own life and death, and rushed into the fire with all their might.
Mo Qin patted the fox's head, signaling him to move somewhere else as he was no longer interfering with her spell.
The fox looked up at Mo Qin, seeming a little disgusted, but still jumped onto Mo Qin's shoulders, trying not to get in the way.
Mo Qin directly set fire to the house.
The insect finally knew to escape, but it was obviously too late.
The house was surrounded by flames, but the flames only burned the insects and had no effect on the furnishings in the house.
The firelight illuminated the wooden house, and it was then that Mo Qin discovered something hanging above the roof.
The net bags were woven with black threads, and each net contained several walnut-sized blue and white beads. Looking around, there were hundreds of such net bags hanging on the narrow wooden roof.
The flames could not burn through the black line, but simply climbed up and burned all the way to the roof.
Like snow, the burned insects fell from the roof, but they avoided the place where Mo Qin was standing.
If the floor is covered with these dead insects, no matter how many times you wash it, it won't be enough.
The fox stood on Mo Qin's shoulder, half leaning against her ear, with fire dancing in its amber eyes, and its tail hanging behind it swayed for a while and then stopped moving.
A fox face full of seriousness.
It seemed to be much more powerful than he thought.
He didn't understand why such a demon hunter wanted to save him.
He remembers it very clearly.
The reason why Mo Qin took action that day was because the half-demon attacked her first, and she drove the half-demon away in self-defense.
Even if I saved him later, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision.
There was no demonic aura on him, so how did Mo Qin discover his identity?
Knowing that he is a demon, why feed him with blood?
Mo Qin had no idea what the fox was thinking. She drew her sword and cut open a bag. The beads fell out. Mo Qin reached out to catch them and filled her hands.
The beads felt cool to the touch, smooth and moist, and even had a faint fragrance, which was completely different from the insect-filled room.
The beads were clearly dead objects, yet Mo Qin felt a surge of vitality from them.
What is this?
There was nothing in the original owner's memory that could match it.
The fox stared at the bead for a while, then jumped down from its shoulder, but didn't go over to it. It was unclear whether he was disgusted or something else.
Mo Qin looked at him, "Do you know what this is?"
The fox raised his chin with a bit of pride.
Mo Qin took out a small cloth bag and put the beads into it.
We will study what it is later. The most important thing now is to find the monster.
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Jiang Yisheng came out of the room and didn't find Mo Qin.
The chaotic scene outside made him even more irritable.
After it's over, he will definitely have a good talk with Mo Qin.
If he keeps running around like this, what if something happens and he can't get there in time?
Jiang Yisheng searched the building at his own pace.
He broke into several houses and saw some indecent scenes. Even though he warned himself again and again, he still blushed.
"Hey! Sir, how can you wander around in this building?"
Jiang Yisheng was about to go upstairs when he was stopped by a woman.
The woman's hands were soft as if they had no bones, and her body smelled strongly of perfume. Jiang Yisheng wrinkled his nose and quickly shook off the woman's hand.
At this moment, Jiang Yisheng felt the communication card on his waist getting hot.
Junior sister’s signal!
There is indeed something wrong in this building.
Jiang Yisheng glanced at the deserted stairs. He didn't want to get entangled with the woman, so he raised his hand, touched the woman, and jumped up the stairs.
There was a long corridor upstairs, with dazzling red silk hanging on both sides. Even the lit lanterns were red. The red color enveloped him, and an eerie silence came over him.
Jiang Yisheng drew his sword and prepared for battle.
He moved forward step by step, listening carefully to the movements around him, not daring to relax at all.
He could hear no sound except the creaking of the wood boards under his feet.
After checking each room one by one, they found that each room had the same configuration. All the decorations were bright red, and a wine jug with a dragon and phoenix painted on it was placed on the table in the middle of the room.
It's like they're getting married here.
“Mmm…”
A woman's sobbing sound came from the front.
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