After the whole network was hacked, I went to work in the Taoist temple to catch fish

Chapter 36

Huo Dongling hurried into the bathroom, but just after entering, the back of his neck hurt and he passed out immediately.

The peach blossom amulet that he carried with him was also blackened by a corner.

After waking up again, Huo Dongling found himself tied to a pillar, and the surrounding space was very large, filled with different wax figures. These wax figures have one thing in common, that is, they have no eyes, only two empty holes, which look extraordinarily strange weird.

There was a workbench not far away, a man with his head down, a thin figure, long hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, and a man who was still busy with his hands.

Huo Dongling's heart was beating wildly, and he shouted towards the man: "Who are you? Where is this place? You arrested me?"

The man ignored her, and after a while, he raised his head.

This man is called Wang Wenzhe, the owner of this wax museum, and he is deeply obsessed with making wax figures.

Wang Wenzhe finally put down the tool in his hand, stood up tremblingly, then slowly walked towards Huo Dongling, stretched out his hand, and from a certain distance, praised: "You are so beautiful, you are the kind of energetic and aura beauty."

If someone usually praised her like this, the little princess must be a little happy even if she doesn't show it on the surface.

But right now, the place is wrong, and the person in front of him is also wrong.

Huo Dongling's heart beat faster, his head kept shrinking back, trying his best to avoid the other's outstretched hand, and shouted: "Who are you? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?"

Wang Wenzhe ignored her words, and continued on his own: "The wax figure is a dead thing to the ordinary people outside. But they don't understand at all that the wax figure is also flesh and blood, real, and can breathe. They don't believe it. If it were me, I would have to make a living wax figure."

Speaking of this, Wang Wenzhe slowly withdrew his hand, with admiration in his eyes: "A lively little girl like you, beautiful and delicate, should be preserved for a long time. Only wax figures can preserve your beauty for a long time." , I haven’t met such a moving sacrifice as you for a long time.”

Huo Dongling's scalp was numb, and he threatened sharply: "I warn you, my father is Huo Yuquan, if you dare to touch me, my father will never let you go."

Huo Yuquan, the head of the wealthy Huo family in Beijing, is often featured on the cover of financial magazines.

"He can't find you, no one will find here." Wang Wenzhe didn't care.

"I'm an Internet celebrity, many people know me, and I'm still recording a program, it's a live broadcast, soon someone will know that I'm missing in your wax museum, you don't want to escape." Huo Dongling was very anxious, But the mouth will never admit defeat.

Wang Wenzhe shook his head: "Little girl, you are still too naive. It's useless. Besides, it's exciting. The more people there are, the more interesting it is."

"Don't be complacent, even if they can't do anything to you, my friend, Luxi will definitely find me." Huo Dongling took out his last hole card.

"You mean her?" Wang Wenzhe handed over a mobile phone, and the monitoring screen of the mobile phone was clearly Luxi.

"You..." Huo Dongling's complexion was ashen, and cold sweat broke out from his palms.

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Wenzhe looked at the monitor of the mobile phone with a look of obsession: "A beauty like her who is perfect and has no blemishes is really blessed."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, raised his head, and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, she will come to accompany you soon."

Huo Dongling's heart pounded, and he sank to the bottom of the valley. His hands and feet struggled, but they were tied even tighter: "What do you want to do? You are not allowed to move her..."

Facing the empty place beside him, Wang Wenzhe gave a short order: "Go and bring the man."

The air was flowing, and a vague red shadow left.

Luxi looked away from the surveillance camera in the upper right corner, and walked towards the voice calling for help.

Soon he came to a wax figure.

The appearance of the wax figure is that of a young man, of medium height, of medium build, with an ordinary appearance and not very conspicuous. If you throw it into the crowd, you can find a lot of similar people at any time.

The only difference is that the wax figure of this young man has a happy smile on his face, but his eyes and pupils are filled with fear and fear.

The two emotions of excitement and fear are intertwined, making the expression of this wax figure extraordinarily weird.

At first glance, he will only feel that he is very real, as if what is in front of him is not a wax figure, but a living person.

But at the second glance, you will feel that he is too real, the smile of the wax figure is distorted, the eyes of the wax figure are staring at you tightly, and he is asking for help.

The wax figure in front of me is so realistic that you can even see the texture of the facial skin.

The more real, the less expression on Luxi's face.

"You are asking me for help, who are you?" Luxi asked.

The photographer behind her was puzzled and didn't understand why she was talking to herself. Obviously there was no one else around except the two of them, but subconsciously felt that her back was a bit cold, and couldn't help but gather up her clothes.

"Master, save me." Inside the wax figure, the ghost who had been imprisoned in the dark for several years couldn't help reaching out to her, trying to grab the only hope.

The name of this ghost is Yuan Jun, a native of Beijing, who was originally a staff member of the Wax Museum. He disappeared after a few days of work.

The family called the police, and the police also came to the Wax Museum to check.

Surveillance showed that on the day of Yuan Jun's disappearance, he left the Wax Museum normally during off-duty hours, and disappeared after that.

In other words, Yuan Jun's disappearance has nothing to do with the Wax Museum.

After several investigations, the police did not have any clues.

Five or six years have passed, and even Yuan Jun's family members have given up any hope, thinking that something happened in an unknown place.

But he didn't know that Yuan Jun not only had an accident, but also his soul was not safe.

"He is a lunatic. I was drugged by him. When I woke up, my soul had been pulled out of my body. I could only watch helplessly as my body was used as a mold and covered with plaster After being sealed with thick plaster, the lunatic still refused to let me go after the wax figure was made successfully. He put my soul into the wax figure, then cut off the skin of my body, and put it on the wax figure "The more Yuan Jun spoke, the more excited his voice became, and the more desperate he became.

The wax figure that trapped his soul moved slightly, and the terrified eyeballs became darker and more real.

Knowing the truth, Luxi turned to look at the photographer beside him, and said two words: "Call the police."

"Ah? Ah!" The photographer opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a word, listening to her voice like a wooden man, took out his mobile phone, and called the police directly.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

Huo Dongling quickly ran towards Luxi: "Luxi, I saw a wax figure over there just now, it's a bit weird, you accompany me..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xi stretched out his hand, and pinched her neck with his slender and powerful fingers, his voice was as cold as ice: "Where is she?"

'Huo Dongling' had limited breathing, he grabbed her palm with both hands, and said with difficulty: "Lu Xi, who is she? Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

Lu Xi sneered at this posturing: "Painted Skin Ghost, your skill is not enough in front of me, should you say it or not?"

With a wave of Lu Xi's hand, the face of the person in front of Huo Dongling suddenly changed. It was still a beautiful skin, seductive and gorgeous, like a blooming peony, so beautiful that it ecstasy.

Painted skin ghost, who has a thousand images, kills people and takes their skins. Instead, he knows illusions and can transform into another person for a short period of time, which ordinary people cannot recognize.

Painted Skin Ghost was seen through his real body, so he didn't put on an act anymore, he smiled coquettishly: "Young lady has good eyesight, but my family is also controlled by others, so I can't tell the truth, instead of wasting time with me, I don't know who can wait or not. "

"You're threatening me." Lu Xi exerted force on his hand, but his voice was not in a hurry.

The white and tender swan neck under his hands twisted a little bit, and bent into an incredible arc. If it were a real person, he would have died already, but this Painted Skin Ghost could still laugh.

"My family doesn't want to help the tyrant, but I'm controlled by others. It's not that my family doesn't want to help the girl, but because I don't want to help the girl." The Painted Skin Ghost smiled with tears in his eyes. His whole body was just an appearance, but in the end he was just a miserable person.

The photographer is just an ordinary person. He is dumbfounded by fright at the moment, but he still can't help showing sympathy.

Lu Xi smiled slightly: "Since I'm a useless person, it's not worth my wasting my tongue."

As he said that, a sky thunder talisman appeared in his hand, and under the sky thunder, his soul flew away and he went straight to bliss.

"Wait." Painted Skin Ghost didn't care about putting on airs, and hurriedly called a timeout.

Having lived for hundreds of years, Painted Skin Ghost knows very well that women are soft-hearted, so who would have expected to meet a hard-hearted one today.

Luxi didn't stop moving, and the Sky Thunder Talisman was about to hit Painted Skin Ghost.

Painted Skin Ghost yelled, "I know where she is."

"Lead the way." Lu Xi let go.

Painted Skin Ghost's neck has been bent at ninety degrees, so it doesn't have the peony-like charm before.

But she didn't dare to do other little tricks, and she led the way honestly.

Go upstairs, the second floor is next to the largest workshop inside, the door is already opened as soon as you get close.

Seeing that Painted Skin Ghost is under the control of others, Lu Xi has already come to the door by himself, Wang Wenzhe did not change his face, and stretched out his hand to stop: "The private workshop is not open to the public."

Lu Xi didn't come to play tricks, nor did he come to hear how he was delaying time, so he clenched his hands into fists, and several wax figures placed in the corridor were smashed into pieces one after another.

Wang Wenzhe's complexion changed, he was anxious and angry, and immediately stopped him: "What are you doing? Do you know how precious these wax figures are?"

Lu Xi sneered, raised his foot and kicked, and the person was kicked two meters high and three meters away, forming a parabolic arc.

The photographer was stunned, subconsciously holding the camera to record the real flying scene without any special effects or hanging wire.

Lu Xi went straight into the door, and as soon as she entered, a figure came towards her, and then passed directly through her body.

Huo Dongling looked at his hands and feet in astonishment, looked at Luxi with his mouth pursed, and burst into tears instantly: "Luxi, I'm dead, I've really become a ghost, you must avenge me, that turtle outside My son hurt me."

Lu Xi looked at her dumbfounded, and comforted: "You're not dead, you're not a ghost now, it's just that your soul is separated from your body, and it will be fine if your soul returns to your body."

Huo Dongling stopped crying abruptly, sobbing: "Really?"

Lu Xi nodded solemnly: "I promise."

Huo Dongling burst into tears and laughed, the corners of his mouth just raised, thinking of something, he suddenly became anxious: "My body, that bitch is going to throw my body into the plaster liquid, so I don't want to be so dirty."

Lu Xi followed her line of sight, and saw Huo Dongling's body leaning from a platform, and the bottom was full of gypsum liquid.

Seeing this, Lu Xi jumped up and flew over, hugged Huo Dongling's body, turned around a few times, and fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, it's okay." After Lu Xi finished speaking, he met a pair of shining star eyes.

Huo Dongling held his face in his hands, his little face was flushed, he watched Princess Luxi hugging her body eagerly, rounding it up, it was hugging her princess.

The more he looked, the redder his little face became.

The more you look at it, the more you dream about it.

Lu Xi coughed lightly: "Your body has been taken back, now I'll help you put your living soul into your body first, it's not good for the living soul to leave the body for too long."

Huo Dongling wandered into the sky, and his mouth automatically responded: "Okay."

Lu Xi had no choice but to put her body aside, pinched a finger, and said: "Heaven and spirit are one, peace of mind, return!"

Huo Dongling only felt a dizziness, his body changed from being light to heavy, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already changed from standing to lying down.

She subconsciously raised her hands, and then hugged Lu Xi's thigh, this time she really hugged Luxi's thigh.

Huo Dongling was overjoyed, got up excitedly, hugged his thighs instead of hugging his arms, jumped up and down: "I'm alive again."

Lu Xi was forced to follow her, moving a few times.

After the excitement was over, Huo Dongling started to get angry: "Where is that bastard son? If I don't beat him up, he won't know that my Huo Dongling's Huo is not so easy to write."

Luxi pointed out the door.

Huo Dongling rushed out angrily, and soon there was a voice outside the door: "Bitch, today either you die or I live, I will fight with you."

The little princess had never been wronged like this before, so she went into a rage, flew up, and sat on the seriously injured Wang Wenzhe, raised her hands, and worked from left to right, grasping and pinching, every time she made a move, she never failed, screaming one after another .

When the police arrived, he was already on the verge of death, with scratches all over his face, bruises and pinches, and he was no longer human.

It was an acquaintance, Lao Zhang from the special office.

Lao Zhang looked at this ugly thing suspiciously: "This is?"

"The culprit is the culprit." Lu Xi explained, "A soul is trapped in [-]% of the wax figures in the showcase below."

Hearing this, Lao Zhang's complexion changed.

This time, the reason why people from the special office came instead of ordinary policemen was because the weirdness of this wax museum had already been targeted by the upper echelon.

The people who disappeared before have more or less a little bit of connection with the Wax Museum.

It's just that many times of overt and covert investigations did not find any strange things inside, but I never thought that Wang Wenzhe was so crazy.

Killing and killing, even the soul is not spared.

Suddenly, Wang Wenzhe, who was lying still, shouted, "Master, save me."

In the next second, his whole body was lifted upwards, and then he fell down again, without breathing.

At the same time, a new soul floated out of his body.

Immediately afterwards, the honest Painted Skin Ghost at the side also suddenly attacked.

The combination of the two caught Lao Zhang and others by surprise.

Lu Xi had known that they would not be so honest, so he made seals with both hands, and the two thunder talismans pierced through the air.

Wang Wenzhe wanted to escape, but he was caught off guard by the Painted Skin Ghost. He became a scapegoat, forcibly received two Heavenly Thunder Talismans, and before he could say a word, his soul flew away.

Painted Skin Ghost seized this opportunity and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lu Xi looked at the place where the Painted Skin Ghost disappeared, and letting the tiger go back to the mountain does not mean that it will leave a curse, but to use this to lure the snake out of the hole.

From the moment he entered this wax museum, Luxi felt a familiar atmosphere, just like the basement of Cao Lei's villa back then.

After the Painted Skin Ghost escaped, he changed several skins one after another, and finally entered a house without anyone noticing.

Entering the door, a slap came over.

"I told you to protect Wen Zhe well, what about others?" the old man in black robes asked angrily.

Painted Skin Ghost directly knelt on the ground: "This subordinate is not doing enough to protect you, please punish your lord."

The old man looked at her coldly, and asked for a while, "Have you brought anything back?"

Painted Skin Ghost respectfully presented something, white in color, round and as shiny as jade.

This is the spiritual source formed in the inner mansion by people in the Xuanmen who practiced Xuanshu, including the cultivation base of every Xuanshi.

Often after a person dies, the spiritual source will also be broken.

It is useless to keep it, but if it is a complete spiritual source, it is the best tonic for some ghosts and monsters.

The old man threw back the spiritual source in his hand, and it fell into one of his mouths. With a clicking sound, a familiar figure appeared.

The old Taoist patted the shoulder of the visitor: "My good boy, I have raised you for so long. Now it's time for you to repay her. Go and kill her."

Cao Lei's body was full of black resentment, his face was as stiff as a puppet, and he left without showing any expression.

The old Taoist clapped his palms and smiled, his laughter was cold: "Luxi, you have ruined my good deeds one after another and killed my apprentice, and I will make your bones disappear and your soul fly away."

On the Wax Museum side, one of the culprits died and the other ran away, but the matter is not over yet, especially the souls trapped in the wax figures.

Fortunately, special people came from the special office this time, to lift the seal for them, and then save them.

The few visitors to the wax museum were invited out, and Lu Xi and others also left here.

"Who is she?" Not far away, a pale and handsome man sitting in a wheelchair asked.

The assistant pushing the wheelchair replied: "Young Master, she is Luxi."

"It turned out to be her. My good second brother has become neither a human nor a ghost. It is thanks to her that I have avenged myself." The man smiled, "I should come to thank you." yes."

After speaking, he coughed heavily again.

Men no longer have the energy to care about the entertainment tabloids, and for their benefactors, they can only meet each other without knowing each other.

The assistant looked worried, but he was not surprised, and handed him the medicine he was carrying.

After the man took the medicine, he finally stopped coughing, his pale and colorless lips became rosier because of the excitement, and he looked a little more human.

"Go back! You still have to go back now." The man waved his hands, his tone cold.

The assistant silently pushed him away.

At this time, Lu Xi looked back, but he didn't see the face, only saw the tampered and plundered fate line on the man.

A sweet date has turned into a thrilling adventure. Deer Creek, Wax Museum, Huo Dongling, "Sweet House", and related topics have been trending on Weibo one after another.

Chief director Hou Guotai was angry and laughed, he had a good romance, sweet love, he was almost competing with the horror drama next door.

But looking at the number of people in the live broadcast room, the rising upper line has not changed, and the popularity is getting higher and higher, which means that the commercial value of "Sweet House" that can be realized is also getting higher and higher.

Now, several sponsors are already in contact with the assistant director.

In the end, he was more happy than depressed, Hou Guotai smiled.

But at this moment, there was one family who couldn't laugh.

Just as Lu Xi and the others left the Wax Museum, they were stopped by a group of three and a family of three.

"Master Lu, can I take a step to speak?" The middle-aged man was cautious and respectful.

Huo Dongling beside the deer creek said in surprise: "Uncle, aunt, why are you here?"

Everyone who came was her acquaintance.

The two people she called uncle and aunt were Yin Yi's parents.

Both the Yin family and the Huo family are wealthy families, and people from the same circle don't see each other when they look up.

Don't look at Huo Dongling and Yin Yi's confrontation, it's just playing games between the juniors. For the previous generation, the cooperation that should be cooperated will not be affected by the conflicts between the juniors.

Huo Dongling followed his parents several times and participated in Yin's family gatherings, and Yin Yi did the same.

"Dong Ling is here too." Yin's mother smiled and greeted, "It seems that she has become more sensible, she has really grown up. Unlike my family, Yin Yi, who only grows tall but not brains." As he spoke, he poked the iron with hatred Yin Yi's head.

Look at other people's children, and they can make friends with a big boss if they go to a variety show casually.

What about your own?

It will only cost money.

Yin Yi was aggrieved and awkward, and lost a lot in front of her arch-rival, not to mention how depressed she was.

Huo Dongling laughed inwardly, but said on his mouth: "No way, Yin Yi is also very good, very filial, she came to us specially to buy some amulets yesterday and went back to be filial to uncles and aunts."

Of course, these words were not meant to say good things for Yin Yi, but to poke a painful foot, reminding her not to forget that she lost a game yesterday.

Losing three games in a row, Huo Dongling was so beaming, Yin Yi was so heartbroken.

Yin Yi turned her head away, not to look at the face of that villain Dezhi.

Here, Father Yin couldn't hide his eagerness between his brows and eyes, staring at Luxi intently.

Although Yin's mother was talking to Huo Dongling, she was also listening to the movement here.

Lu Xi nodded lightly: "Mr. Yin please first."

"The master should invite first." Father Yin did not dare to go ahead.

After shuffling around a few times, the two followed Huo Dongling and the others to the nearest restaurant box.

"Master Lu, please help our family of three. We really can't do anything." It's about to collapse.

Lu Xi gave her a hand. She boasted that Qian's eyes were open, but she didn't need to be humbled: "I'm here with you, of course to solve the problem. First, tell me what's going on?"

Father Yin's status, he has heard of people from the Taoist sect, and recently because of family matters, he has also dealt with some people from the Taoist sect.

Most people in the Taoist sect have a pure personality and a clean eye. It's the first time I've seen someone as talkative as Luxi.

It's just that those Taoists with a high posture didn't solve the troubles at home.

Probably the real high person is not high in posture, but in ability.

Father Yin was sure, so he spoke slowly.

"The story has to start from half a month ago..."

(End of this chapter)