genius divination

Chapter 1345

"So it's really possible to be a Japanese magician?" Long boldly asked with some surprise.

"Jiannan, what are you looking for?" Seeing Fan Jiannan looking around for something, Feng Yuan couldn't help but said, "We've searched all around here, and it seems that there is nothing. It happened yesterday, even if there is something Or traces are left, and they should be cleaned up now."

Fan Jiannan shook his head and said, "No, I feel that there must be something left behind. But what exactly, I am a little unsure. I can feel a very subtle remnant of magic power, the Japanese magician must have missed something. Maybe That's how we tracked him down."

"What? Look there!" Lin Zhongxiu suddenly whispered, "What is hanging on the tree?"

Fan Jiannan raised his head, but found a strange thing hanging from a tree next to him.This thing is like a white puppet, and it seems to be very crudely made.It's just a simple drawing of a person's facial features on a wrapped cloth ball, just hanging there alone.

"This is... I seem to have seen this somewhere, it should be some kind of Japanese custom." Long boldly said in surprise.

Feng Yuan immediately said, "I know, this kind of puppet is called a sunny doll. In Japan, it is also called Sao Qing Niang, or Fang Qing Niang. It is said that there is a custom in Japan that when it is raining, if you pray for a sunny day, you will be in the Hang a sweeping lady under the eaves outside the window, and then read a song to pray for the weather to clear up."

Fan Jiannan's eyes moved, "This is it." He walked over and took down the puppet hanging from the branch.I held it in my hand and looked at it. It was just a very ordinary puppet, but the eyes were red.Fan Jiannan touched it with his hand, smelled it under his nose, frowned and said, "It smells like realgar yellow, but the eyes are still dotted with cinnabar."

"This puppet looks weird. I seem to remember that this kind of puppet doesn't have red eyes on purpose." Feng Yuan frowned.

"Anyway, this is also a clue." Fan Jiannan frowned.

Fang Min said anxiously, "No, I have to tell Mr. Wu about this, otherwise something serious will happen. The sudden disappearance of the great shaman may mean that someone is watching us."

Fan Jiannan nodded and said, "Maybe they are just here for the big shaman, but it is also possible that they want to use the big shaman to understand what we are doing now, such as the river map. How about this, you can quickly contact Mr. Wu to see Is there any news about him. I'll ask from other sources to see if anyone else knows about it."

"Other people?" Fang Min was a little puzzled. "Mr. Fan, I think the less people know about this, the better."

"Don't worry, I know everything. There are some things I will never reveal." Fan Jiannan waved his hand and said, "Especially to these people." phone call.

The person who answered the phone was Jubu Zongzang. After he heard Fan Jiannan's voice, his voice was a little unnatural, "Fan Zongshi, you are..."

"Stop talking nonsense, and hand over the phone to your uncle. I have something to talk to him about." Fan Jiannan said in a blunt tone.

"My uncle is not feeling well, and it's the same if you tell me." Kikube Zongzang said in a deep voice.

"You go and tell him now, even if he still has breath, he still has to answer my call." Fan Jiannan said coldly.

Jubu Zongzang could hear Fan Jiannan's restrained anger, so he could only whisper, "Wait a moment."

Fan Jiannan calmly held the phone and stood beside the Yellow River, watching the rolling river flow.Within a few minutes, Kikube's regular voice came from the phone, "Mr. Fan, don't worry, call me today, what's the matter?"

"Actually, it's nothing serious. I just want to ask you if you still remember your promise." Fan Jiannan said flatly.

"My promise? Yes, I remember I said that as long as you, Fan Jiannan, are here, I will never set foot in China. Why, does Mr. Fan have any doubts about this?" Chrysanthemum's regular Chinese is still Pure, even with a bit of Beijing accent and Beijing rhyme.

"Just yesterday, someone attacked one of my companions. Now my companion's life and death are unknown, and all the traces at the scene show that it was done by an onmyoji. What's your explanation for this?" Fan Jiannan said in a deep voice.

"It seems that Mr. Fan is very suspicious of us, that's why he questioned me like this. However, I can also assure you that no one in my family of Yin and Yang would dare to do this without authorization. You also know that our rules have always been very strict .As for the traces you mentioned, I can also explain." Kikube Yuki said calmly.

"Then please explain, I'm listening." Fan Jiannan shrugged.

"The Yin-Yang style has developed to this day, and it can be said that it has almost affected the entire Japanese art world. Therefore, someone who uses the Yin-Yang style does not mean that this person is a member of our Yin-Yang style. Just like your country, the talisman method of the Taoist Talisman Sect is based on the dragon. Hushan is respected. But even a folk god, man and witch can draw a few effective talismans. You can't just rely on this to conclude that they are also authentic Taoists, can you?" Jubu Guizheng sighed, "such a Judgment is not very fair to us."

"Okay, I admit that what you said makes sense. Then let me ask you again, do you know Sao Qingniang?" Fan Jiannan said in a deep voice.

"What, Sao Qingniang?" Kikube Kisho asked in astonishment, "What does this have to do with what you said?"

"Then let me tell you, someone cast a spell here, causing almost all the plants and trees within 20 meters to die. This technique should be your yin and yang technique, right? And this person doesn't know what the purpose is. On a dead tree at the scene, there was a Sao Qingniang puppet hanging." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "I remember this is a Japanese custom, right?"

"This..." Kikube Jizheng hesitated and said, "It does sound like an onmyoji's method. But I haven't heard much about hanging the doll of Sao Qingniang."

"Then let me remind you again, this puppet's eyes are dotted with cinnabar." Fan Jiannan said in a deep voice, "You'd better tell me who this person is, otherwise, I can only settle the debt with you."

"This matter really has nothing to do with us, I can assure you..." Kikube Yumasa paused, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute, what did you just say? The puppet's eyes are red of?"

"Yes, red." Fan Jiannan replied.

Kikube Kisho was silent for a while before whispering, "Is it painted with natural cinnabar?"

"It smells like realgar, so it should be natural cinnabar." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "Why, what did you remember?"

"No. This matter has nothing to do with us. What you want to do is your own business. I'm sorry, I'm not in good health and I need to rest." Kikube Yumasa actually hung up the phone decisively.

(End of this chapter)