The Demon Road of the Republic of China

The fragment of the yin-yang disc in front of him is slightly larger than the two pieces in Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei's hands, like a crescent-shaped jade stone, full of ancient and clumsy feelings.

"Haven't you seen this thing here before?"

Rong Fei turned the fragments in his hand and looked them over carefully, "This is called breaking through the iron shoes and finding nowhere to find them. It takes no effort to get them? But this is too coincidental..."

"The Treasure Pavilion is closed on weekdays, so I seldom come here."

Gu Jinghan stared at the fragments in Rong Fei's hand, with shadows flashing across his eyes, his voice suppressed a sense of coldness, "All kinds of utensils have chaotic atmosphere, but it's a good place to hide things."

"Should you give us a gift, or play tricks..."

Rong Fei stuffed the fragments of the yin-yang disc into his pocket, narrowing his eyes slightly, "You can see if you look behind. Anyway, the fox tail is in our hands now..."

As he spoke, Young Master Rong restlessly pinched Xiao Gu Jinghan's buttocks with his hands fumbling into his pockets, and he was so satisfied that he couldn't control the corners of his lips that rose.

Gu Jinghan knew what Rong Fei was doing at a glance.

It can be said that as soon as Young Master Rong squinted his eyes, Young Master Gu knew which chicken he was going to steal.But if you know it, you know, the little fox raised by oneself naturally has to be reared by oneself.

"What to eat?"

Gu Jinghan raised his hand to wipe off the dust on Rong Fei's sleeve, and said softly.

"Fish," Rong Fei took advantage of Gu Jinghan's lowered head, kissed him in the corner of his eye, and said, "The fish you cook is delicious. When we get back to Haicheng, we'll go hunting again. I'll roast rabbits for you. This young master's craftsmanship is not bad, but he is a bit lazy..."

"Ah."

Gu Jinghan closed the box and said seriously, "I'm a little lazy."

Before the words finished, an arm was hooked up, wrapping most of Gu Jinghan's shoulders.

Rong Fei's flamboyant and beautiful face was close at hand, his brows raised a little, and he said with a low smile, "Young Master Gu speaks with conscience, on the bed... I'm not diligent enough? You tell me to sit and I won't get down, You let me lift my leg..."

"Yeah," Gu Jinghan interrupted Rong Fei, and said seriously, "Keep working hard."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and patted Young Master Rong's lower back suggestively.

Rong Fei gave a "tsk" sound and lost in this round of competition.

After leaving the dusty Treasure Pavilion, Gu Jinghan caught two fish, and brought Young Master Rong, who was carrying a small basket, to pick some wild vegetables, and made a delicious lunch.

Gu Jinghan didn't need to eat, Rong Fei did, so he took out the three yin-yang plate fragments he got and placed them on the table one by one.

Keys, mirrors, pendants.

Seemingly unrelated.

The shape of the three fragments is also irregular.The new ones are crescent-shaped, the ones on the key are diamond-shaped, and the ones on the mirror are round.It's just a rough outline, not completely regular.

After pondering for a moment, Gu Jinghan tapped with a single finger, and the key and the fragments on the mirror shook, and they fell off automatically and gathered together.

The slender fingers moved lightly.

Three fragments that seemed to have completely different materials and colors were slowly put together, and the edges that didn't seem to fit together were perfectly fitted together, forming a semicircular jade that was no bigger than a palm.

"Yin-yang plate..."

Gu Jinghan frowned slightly.He just knocked casually and fought, but he restored half of the yin and yang plate as if it was natural. This feeling... seems a little familiar.

"Their colors are changing." Rong Fei said suddenly.

It is indeed changing.

After the merging of the three fragments, although they are still incomplete, the three colors of different shades seem to be flowing and reconciling, peeling off from the mixed gray, and slowly congealing into black and white.

And when the color was settling, there seemed to be a few words in the condensed jade, like a golden thread tracing, emitting a faint light.

Rong Fei looked at it intently: "There are characters, but not all... Is this Xiaozhuan?"

"birthday."

Gu Jinghan read out the only two complete characters, "This is the word for birthday, the other characters are damaged and cannot be read clearly. Perhaps it is the key to the casting of the yin-yang disc, or some inscriptions."

Rong Fei stared at the two vague words that seemed to be carved deep in the jade, but suddenly felt a dull feeling in his heart, and blurted out: "Birthday... Maybe it's a birthday gift."

After the words fell, Rong Fei was startled, and looked at Gu Jinghan.

Gu Jinghan didn't notice the abnormality of Young Master Rong, and frowned, "It's also possible. We don't know exactly what the Yin-Yang disc is, what kind of power it is, and what kind of origin it is. It is not just a link between Yunzhang and Yunjing. Fate."

He paused, his half-closed eyes were dark and gloomy, "It's still two yuan short, it's time to make some preparations."

The moment the three yin-yang disc fragments were put together, Zhezi, who was more than ten miles away, suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of Changqing Mountain.

"What's wrong?"

A faint voice squeezed out from between the teeth rang in his ears.

Turning his head, he saw Xuanxu walking beside him with a serious expression and a serious look, only his mustache trembled slightly, and he squeezed out some vague words.

"Nothing." Said the word casually.

Turning his gaze, he was facing Ning Yun'an who was looking up, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, showing a gentle smile, "Are you tired? Shall I help you?"

Ning Yunan frowned and turned back.

Just entered the county at this time, it was noon, the sky was gloomy, there were no clouds and no sunlight, and the chill of late autumn was gradually rising, and the fallen leaves rolled across the street, and there were hurried pedestrians.

The four policemen, two at the front and two at the front, led Ning Yunan and Xuanxu through and went straight to the police station.

"I'm really sorry, Boss Ning, to trouble you to make this trip, because what happened this time is a bit big and evil..."

After entering the police station, the bald chief who came seemed to be a fan of Ning Yunan's drama, with a very good attitude, he touched his shiny head and said with a smile, "But it's nothing, just asking. When we went to the mountain, It's all a handful of ashes, so..."

"Handfuls of ashes?"

Ning Yunan's complexion changed, and he forced a smile, "Director Zhao, I don't quite understand what you mean, where is the corpse? At least we have to... go to the ground and rest in peace."

Director Zhao was taken aback for a moment: "Ah, this matter... don't you people talk about it, the demons from Changqing Mountain do evil methods and burn people to ashes... Why, Boss Ning doesn't think so Once out?"

Ning Yunan frowned and said, "I just took a look, and then I went after the suspect."

Director Zhao nodded noncommittally: "Let me just say that the two of you are evil, don't believe me."

But in the words, he didn't pick up the "suspect" at all.

Ning Yunan frowned even tighter, "Director Zhao, this matter..."

"Well, Boss Ning," Director Zhao interrupted Ning Yunan, "Leave a testimony, make a pledge, and you'll be fine. Boss Ning is also a busy man, and Haitang is only a name. Waiting for Boss Ning to revive, I won't let you go." delayed……"

Director Zhao was extremely enthusiastic: "It just so happens that we have lunch together, Boss Ning, let's eat together. I, Mr. Zhao, is a fan of Boss Ning's drama, and Boss Ning will give Zhao a good voice later..."

Over there, Ning Yun'an was so kind, and was dragged out by Chief Zhao, while Xuanxu, who had no sense of presence, glanced at the character next to him, and said in a low voice, "How do I feel... Ask if the case is fake, please Ning Yun'an." It's true that Yun An eats."

Zhezi stared at Ning Yun'an's back, and said with a sneer: "In today's world, life is like nothing. Where can anyone really ask the case?"

"Aren't you going?" Xuanxu raised his chin.

The turbulent black air covered Zhe Zi's face, making his voice a bit blurred and hoarse: "I have something to do, you go. Protect him."

Xuanxu was fed up with being blind everywhere, but he didn't eat all day yesterday, and this morning he only drank two mouthfuls of porridge, he was really hungry, the meal in front of him was worthless.

In Haicheng, Daoist Xuanxu, who often went to big households to eat and drink, quickly lost his face and walked a few steps to follow.

The place to eat is in the restaurant in the county seat.

Director Zhao was willing to be generous with others, and ordered a large table full of dishes. Ning Yun'an seemed to have something on his mind, so he didn't eat much, and was frequently persuaded by Director Zhao to drink, his cheeks flushed in a short while, and he became drunk.

Xuanxu looked reserved, but he ate quickly, and when he was [-]% full, he wiped his mouth and raised his eyes, and saw Director Zhao holding Ning Yunan's hand and pouring wine into Ning Yunan's mouth.

Thinking of the words of Zhe, Xuanxu frowned slightly, pinched two fingers, broke a small piece of chopsticks, and flung them out casually.

"hiss!"

Director Zhao suddenly twitched and gasped, only to feel a pain in the numb point on his elbow, and he lost all feeling in his arm.

"Director Zhao, why are you knocking?"

Xuanxu coughed dryly, got up and walked over, picked up Ning Yun'an with one hand, and moved the bald director indiscriminately with the other, "Looks like he's drunk too much. So is Boss Ning, how can he bump into Director Zhao? What? Want to go to the toilet? You can't walk steadily...OK, I'll help you...Director Zhao, excuse me, excuse me."

Lianzhu shot the drunk Director Zhao with his head covered, and Xuanxu dragged Ning Yun'an out of the private room of the restaurant.

"How can I go back after drinking like this..."

Xuanxu's head hurts, "That ghost has been following around, why is it gone now..."

He half-armed and half-dragged Ning Yunan into a street, ready to find an inn to stay temporarily, but suddenly a voice came from his ear: "Turn in, walk three hundred steps inside, the house is on the right."

Xuanxu was startled, and turned his head to meet Ning Yunan's eyes.

It was still red, but it wasn't cloudy at all, but it was extremely sober.

"Do as I say." Ning Yunan whispered.

Xuanxu didn't move, "Do you think I look like a kind person?" He looked at Ning Yunan with coldness in his eyes, "You wanted to kill me before."

Ning Yunan was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"It was all for that ghost to see," his eyes flickered, "I need your help. We are allies."

Xuanxu didn't understand why, but his face was still watertight: "What do you mean?"

"Do you really believe that there are ghosts that don't do evil?"

Xuanxu was taken aback.

"I don't believe it," Ning Yun'an said with a cold expression, "So, I want you to help me kill that lingering... ghost."

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