The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 25 The Unburnable Wooden Doll

Qing Moyan followed Xuanyu outside, and many people gathered outside the study, including Mr. Bo Tang, the master of Dali Temple, and Mr. Gu, the recorder.

Xuanyu pointed to a wooden box placed on the ground and said, "Just now I tried to have someone burn the wooden doll, but the firewood burned out, but the doll was intact."

Qing Moyan frowned, and spit out two words: "Try again."

Xuanyu ordered the servants to bring a brazier, put charcoal into it in public, and threw the box containing the wooden doll into it.

The wooden box made a crackling sound when it met the charcoal fire, and it didn't take long for it to burn.

All eyes were cast on the brazier, watching the wooden box gradually turn into ashes in the fire.

The wooden doll was gradually exposed, and in the golden flames, the face carved from white jade stared at them with a ferocious expression, the corners of its eyes were crooked, which was indescribably strange.

"It's really evil, why can't it be destroyed by fire?" Someone in the crowd sighed in a low voice.

"It's more than just an evil door. Didn't you find that... even the clothes on it are not exposed to fire?"

"This thing...is it possessed by a ghost..."

"How is it possible? This is Dali Temple. Even if there are ghosts in the world, they would never dare to come here."

The Yamen is full of evil spirits, and even ghosts dare not come forward.

Qing Moyan watched the flames in the brazier gradually go out, the doll was lying in it intact, the corners of its mouth curled up as if mocking their incompetence.

"Get some oil." Qing Moyan said coldly.

Soon, someone got some oil and poured it on the doll.

"Light the fire again." Qing Moyan ordered.

This time, the whole body of the doll was engulfed in flames.

"Crack... creak..." The doll made strange noises from its limbs, as if it was struggling in the fire.

Just when everyone was staring at the fire with full attention, there was a loud "bang", and the flame in the brazier exploded.

"My son, be careful!" Xuan Yu quickly stood in front of Qing Moyan.

As the sparks splashed in all directions, everyone backed away one after another, and only after ten steps away did they all gather their minds and stretch their heads to look into the brazier.

The jade-faced wooden doll was still lying there in good condition, the face carved from white jade was not even stained with black ash, even the clothes were intact, and there was not even a trace of the oil poured on it just now.

"Sir... Master Shaoqing, should we find a monk to take a look..." Someone said nervously.

To find a monk is to practice deeds.

Qing Moyan's face was cold, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

"Shizi." Xuanyu called tentatively, "How should we deal with this?"

It can neither be burned nor closed, which is really helpless.

"Go find an iron box, lock it up and store it separately, without my order, no one is allowed to go near it." Qing Moyan ordered.

Xuanyu hurriedly sent someone to prepare the iron box.

"Where is the handyman controlled by it today?" Qing Moyan asked.

"He's awake, but he's too weak to get out of bed." Xuanyu reported, "The subordinates have interrogated him, but he can't remember anything at all. He has already seen a medical officer, saying that he is stupid, and he can't get out of bed." I don't know if I can recover in the future..."

Qing Moyan's jaw was a little stiff.

Stupid... Could it be that people who are possessed by this strange thing will become like this?
He couldn't imagine his little one waking up to be so stupid.

A pair of round cat eyes appeared in my mind, looking at him full of spirituality, either flattering or acting like a baby...

He couldn't imagine that his little thing would become like that.

(End of this chapter)