Between the ceremonies is an independent bungalow with a brick red roof, which looks a bit mysterious. In a spacious room, huosi Xingzi in a black evening dress and a young man who looks somewhat rebellious sit around the round table in the middle. When Gao Cheng walks into the room, a young maid with a dining car is putting tea.
"Excuse me..."
Gao Cheng and Jingze sit together at the round table with a polite smile and can''t help looking around curiously.
There is a red square carpet in the middle of the wood floor of the room, and a floor lamp with peculiar bat wing decoration. The yellow light of the lampshade adds a bit of magic atmosphere to the room, and there are two windows covered by curtains.
"Let''s wait a long time," Huo Sixiao walked into the ceremony with a young girl wearing a black dress and a pair of lively balls. "Most of you know the rapid development of our Huo Si company in the past five years. This is because of the mysterious power of the black magic we believe in, so there is a black magic ceremony every month..."
Gao Cheng looks slightly tight.
Black magic is not the ordinary kind of magic performance. To be exact, it should be black magic. Although I don''t know whether this kind of strange thing really exists in this world, but I''m right. This fire worshiper is a bit abnormal.
Huo Sixiao looked at Gao Gaocheng and said with a smile: "although it''s called black magic, it''s not the worship of demons. The black magic we believe in is more noble and noble, which can be called philosophy. Capitalism is competition, and competition is to extract other people''s interests, so cursing this kind of thing is a legitimate means handed down from ancient times..."
Gao Cheng frowned and did not make a sound. He just looked at Huo Sixiao in silence.
Since he came to huosi home, he has gradually believed in the judgment of yantaro inazawa. There must be something secret about the death of the former President
"Well," Huo Sixiao said, getting out of his way, "let me introduce the black magician, the black gourd ghost teacher this time..."
A blonde man in a black suit and mask walked into the ceremony from behind huosixiao. He looked at Gao Cheng casually and said with a smile: "Hello, I''m the black magician who presided over the ceremony, black gourd ghost gate..."
The maid passes by Gao Cheng, takes away the tea cup on the table and exposes the masked man in front of him. An invisible breath is directly on Gao Cheng.
Gao Cheng looks at the mask man''s eyes tightly, and the last time he meets Gao yuanyao, the smiling face appears in his mind.
This familiar feeling
"Sorry," the masked man walked up to Gao Cheng, grabbed the white tablecloth and pulled it away. "The ceremony... Now
Gao Cheng stands up from his chair and looks at the table where the wumangxing magic array appears. The golden tadpole Wen seems to be swimming on the table.
"This is..."
"It''s nothing strange," the masked man said with a smile to Gao Cheng, looking at the maid who began to put props. "In the west, black magic is very common in business. It''s not as terrible as you think..."
"Excuse me," puzzled the maid, "don''t you need a candle? All previous magicians are useful... "
"It''s enough to have this magic lamp nearby," the mask man pointed to the floor lamp. Seeing the surprised expression of the fire worshipers, he chuckled and said, "don''t you know? In fact, this lampshade is made of human skin
"From the perspective of style, it should be made in England in the 19th century. At that time, it was in the period of rapid development of the industrial revolution, and this kind of underground mysticism was also very popular..."
"It''s true that this lamp was there when my father bought it. I didn''t expect that there was such a secret."
The faces of all the fire worshipers were different. They were calm, disgusted, scared and excited. If the ceremony didn''t start, I''m afraid they all wanted to study the mysterious floor lamp.
The ancient weird black magic ceremony lasted for more than an hour. Several people of the fire worship family and the black gourd ghost door kept chanting incantations that they couldn''t understand or understand. Gao Cheng could only see a few of them as spectators.
It''s right not to let Guangyan''s children come here, otherwise those guys will not be able to bear it
Gao Cheng holds up his arm and looks at the black gourd ghost gate holding the magic sword.
It''s very similar to Gao Yuanyi, but it''s not sure that this guy is Gao Yuanyi
If it''s gaoyuanyaoyi, what''s the purpose of this guy?
"This is the end of the ceremony, everyone." as the room light turned on again, the black gourd ghost door solemnly put away the magic sword. "Now there are elves coming between this ceremony. In order to maintain the effect of curse, please don''t let this magic light go out..."
Then he turned to leave and said, "well, next, gather in our living room at 12 o''clock in the evening. Don''t enter this room until then."
"It''s finally over..."
"But is this lampshade really made of human skin? It''s disgusting
The young man stood up and didn''t want to see the floor lamp. He followed Huo Sixiao in a hurry.
"He is Jiuyao, the elder brother of Xingzi," he said before Gao Cheng asked him. "I don''t come here many times, but Xingzi said that his elder brother is a little neurotic. Especially after Qinglong was killed, he always said that someone wanted to kill him, and his attitude towards Xingzi is getting worse and worse."“ It''s a strange family, "Gao Cheng said, holding his elbow in front of the floor lamp." how did President Qinglong adopt them? " Well Ze shakes his head: "this is not clear, they don''t seem to like to say these..." "don''t even say Xingzi?"“ Er, it seems that there is something hard to say... "Gao Cheng squatted down and looked at the wires sewn on the carpet at the base of the floor lamp, which looked like some years ago“ Well Gao Cheng touched the carpet along the wire and found that the wire went directly under the carpet and was finally connected to the wall socket. In the middle of the whole square carpet, it was cut along the inner side, and only the other end was connected. Uncovering the carpet, a hidden door on the floor appears in front of Gao Cheng''s eyes“ Sure enough, there is a secret. This room is used for black magic ceremony... "No, Mr. Chenghu!" The maid picked up the props and came back. Seeing Gao Cheng''s action, she said anxiously, "the master said you can''t lift the carpet!" Gao Cheng''s finger stopped on the secret door: "why is there a door here..." "that door is the entrance to the ancient basement." Secretary hayazaki''s figure appeared at the door. "Former president Mr. Qinglong liked that basement very much, so he held the black magic ceremony here..." "basement?"“ Yes, although I also want to know the truth about the death of President Qinglong, there is no clue to this basement, because it has been abandoned by groundwater infiltration long ago. " "I''ve heard president Qinglong say that this basement existed before he bought it. There are a lot of horrible torture tools in it. It''s like a torture room," he nodded“ Do you all know this place? " Gao Cheng frowned“ Yes, because President Qinglong, "said yantaro inazawa with a bitter smile," master Chenghu, I''ve heard about you from Xiaoqiao. Don''t worry. If you are a famous detective in this case, it will come to light soon. "“ Maybe. " Gao Cheng shook his head, thinking about restoring the carpet. There must be something secret about the fire worshiper, but it''s not so easy to find out. Let Xiao AI check the past of huosi''s family first. By the way, I''ll ask officer Mumu about the incident in which President Qinglong was killed. Maybe there''s a clue to use“ Yi, I won''t let you leave, never again! Don''t leave me... "In the lakeside villa, Xiao AI is lying on the bed in her pajamas, watching TV quietly, and biting snacks from time to time. No one bothers me. A comfortable life is a kind of enjoyment. It''s right not to go to the grape house... "Didi!" Lost in the bedside mobile phone suddenly rang up, see the screen display of high into the call, small sad eyelids instantly sink down.