67 Aromatherapy Block
2125 Words
The second floor of Stealing Heaven Pavilion suddenly exudes an extremely strange atmosphere.
Like the kind of warehouse that stores a lot of old things, it is also a place where horror legends often appear in the impression. It seems that among the old things that have been silent for a long time, something... terrible will breed.
Jia Qingming stepped back in panic, only to find something hit behind him.
It's not a hard object, but a soft one with some temperature.
Jia Qingming turned around and almost hit the...er...indescribable (funny face) on Xiao Bai's chest.
"Hey! What are you running around?" Xiaobai didn't seem to feel anything, but this big-hearted look made Jia Qingming blush.
Only then did he realize that there was something more in the hands of Xiaobai who suddenly appeared behind him.
Is that a...feather duster? !
Then she handed the feather duster to Jia Qingming incomparably naturally: "Leave it to you. You can watch the stuff here, but you must clean it up as soon as possible. When Miss Bai Ling comes back at night, it will be too late..."
"So you meant this when you were late?!" Jia Qingming suddenly felt unlovable, he felt as if everything was under the control of Miss Bai Ling.
"Yes, Ms. Bai Ling specifically explained it. When she went out, I asked Qingming to help clean the second floor. After all, no one came here to work for a long time, and the second floor also accumulated a lot of dust." Xiaobai said to himself. Said, I can't feel Jia Qingming's inner chaos at this moment.
Since he could explore the mysterious places in the pavilion, like the second floor of the Stealing Heaven Pavilion, he did it under the instruction of Miss Bai Ling.
Why is there a sudden feeling of being controlled?
Jia Qingming reluctantly took the feather duster and began to clean the second floor of the Tooting Pavilion, dusting off the floating ash from these ancient utensils.
All kinds of blue and white porcelain, enamel, and some pottery fragments placed on beautiful handkerchiefs, they seem to be ancient objects passed down from the pottery age.
He also saw a tripod tripod, but the size is obviously not that exaggerated. Just looking at the texture on the surface of the bronze material makes people feel that it is a very old thing.
In that era, such bronze tripods often symbolized power.
These... should all be antiques!
Think about it, too, Miss Bai Ling is the one who ate the meat of the beast Baize. The beast Bai Ze is rarely mentioned in the antiquity online games of this era. It is an ancient myth that has been forgotten because of time.
People who have lived from so long ago to the present must have a lot of antiques at home. Even the tableware and dishes he washes may contain old stuff.
He was thinking like this while cleaning, covering his mouth and nose with one hand with his sleeve to form the simplest protective mask.
According to this logic, in fact, Miss Bai Ling usually purchases very modern things, and it is not an unacceptable “thing with a very different style of painting”. After all, judging from her endless life span, these things are still a pile of old antiques in the future, even if they are only a certain treasure from the "bad street".
In this way, the old monsters that have lived for a long time are very special creatures that can accept new things...
He carefully pushed aside the dangling voodoo doll blocking the road in front of him, keeping his movements as gentle as possible. After crossing the road, he turned his head, folded his palms, and pretended to bow to the voodoo doll.
He seems to have heard of this mysterious Native American object somewhere. In short, if you treat it roughly, you will be cursed. There seems to be such a saying. In short, just keep it respectful and leave it alone.
Zi said: Respect ghosts and gods and stay away.
This is probably the truth. In short, it’s always right to be careful, especially when Miss Bai Ling opened a shop where you can realize your wishes. Since you often deal with ghosts and demons, you will naturally collect some very evil things, right?
Jia Qingming suddenly felt a vague feeling, as if he could find something here... and it was something related to the affairs of Zhuang Yan.
Cleaning and wandering around without any clues, he finally walked to the cabinet like the medicine cabinet, ready to start cleaning here. According to Jia Qingming's habit, of course, the ladder must be moved to the far left, and then raised to the highest, so that you can start with the first drawer on the left.
Probably some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, some constellations will have more serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, for example...
Jia Qingming frowned, and suddenly realized that things weren't that simple...He really seemed to be a Virgo.
But before moving the ladder, he looked up and suddenly found that there was a drawer on it that was not closed tightly. It seemed that it was opened by someone but did not push it back carefully.
It's a deadly obsessive-compulsive disorder series! Jia Qingming looked at the drawer with a small half exposed, and thought painfully.
After discovering this strange detail, Jia Qingming looked down at the ground again. This ladder had traces of dragging, and there was only a thin layer of gray on the traces. Compared with the surroundings, the traces were exceptionally clear. It shows that there is not a long time since that drag, and it seems that after being dragged here, it has not moved again.
He raised his head again and scanned the huge cabinet again. It was indeed that the drawer was unique, as if it hadn't been closed properly, and a small section was exposed.
It should have been used not long ago, and may have been used repeatedly, so I didn't put the ladder back in place, but put it here for convenience.
When Jia Qingming judges this way, of course he does not rule out that Xiao Hei, Xiao Bai or Miss Bai Ling are too lazy...
So Jia Qingming boarded the ladder and was about to open the drawer.
The exposed upper edge of the drawer did not accumulate dust, indicating that it was not long ago. It seems to have been used very recently, but it was not closed due to some negligence.
He opened the drawer, and the scent immediately changed from faint to thick. There was a scented block lying quietly in the drawer, which looked very complete, irregular in shape, and equipped with a small cutter for cutting. . Jia Qingming opened the other drawer, and sure enough, there was a special knife in each drawer. I think it was Miss Bai Ling to prevent these incenses from contaminating each other because of the cutting tools.
But this taste seems familiar...
Where have you smelled this scent?
Was it the other day? Miss Bai Ling was disturbed by nightmares, so she prepared some incense to light him. Did he give him the kind of incense used to help him sleep?
It seems not.
He stared at the incense stick, in a trance, as if suddenly saw a...no, many beautiful butterflies, sleeping in the incense stick, looking like a huge amber, accidentally became The tomb of the butterfly group...
But in a flash, these butterflies disappeared, as if they were just ordinary incense pieces, the light golden yellow was somewhat transparent, and it was indeed amber. It's just that those butterflies seem to be hallucinations and disappear.
This thing is...
"That... your name is Jia Qingming, right?" A girl's voice suddenly came from behind, which sounded a bit weak and weak.
He also heard this voice somewhere.
Jia Qingming turned his head, and the thin and pale face was stained with an ominous color. He didn't expect that Zhuang Yan actually appeared behind him. It stands to reason that she should still be hospitalized.
"Sister Zhuang Yan?"
Zhuang Yan smiled softly, "So Jia Qingming, you work here... I am Miss Bai Ling's guest." She said.
"Ah... I saw Senior Sister on the way here before." Jia Qingming scratched his head in embarrassment and was about to get down the ladder.
"Wait, can I trouble you something? The aromatherapy in the drawer you opened...can you give me a small piece?" Zhuang Yan said, there is a kind of magic in that voice, it is difficult for anyone Refuse.
The voice sounded like a girl who was chasing happiness, making good expectations. As if a little refusal would destroy the girl's longing.
Jia Qingming remembered, the smell of incense...
"This...this...Miss Bai Ling is not in the store today. I'm just doing chores here. It's not good to be self-proclaimed, right?"
Ms. Bai Ling did not say what to do if there is a visitor, leaving only two tips that need to be opened in sensational situations, such as encountering a powerful enemy, or what happened to the stealing tower, it sounds like very Important matter.
And... the smell of this incense is exactly the same as the ash residue in the incense burner found in the dresser drawer of Zhuang Yan's room...
"Please. It was agreed before. That is the medicine for treatment."
She stared at Jia Qingming, her eyes were very earnest and sincere, and then she couldn't help but cough, her thin body was like a small flower swaying in the wind and rain, sprouted with a meaning that people wanted to protect.
"Has it been agreed?"
"Yeah." Zhuang Yan nodded and said with certainty, "Now only this, only this is the medicine that can cure me. Miss Bai Ling said that I can come and get it."
"Is this really medicine...what is it used for?" Jia Qingming's eyes were complicated, and he looked at the incense stick lying quietly in the wooden drawer.
"There is no other way. I didn't lie to you again. I can't treat a disease like me in the hospital. They only say that I am under too much pressure and rest and rest is fine, but they don't know. Only Miss Bai Ling Can help me. Please, Jia Qingming, although there are only a few sides, I know you are a good person."
This is a good person card.
"And if Miss Bai Ling was there, she would definitely give this thing to me. Please show me some...please..." Her eyes were very sincere.
Jia Qingming is not good at dealing with girls, especially beautiful girls, so she had to give in. It must be Miss Bai Ling's instruction. Since she could find the way to the second floor and knew that what she needed was the things in this drawer, Miss Bai Ling should have taken her to fetch it herself. Although I don’t know what happened to Zhuang Yan’s weird disease that is becoming thinner and weaker, but...
Jia Qingming used a knife to cut incense pieces directly in the drawer.
"Thank you, thank you so much." Zhuang Yan said, "Can you give me a little more? This will allow me to use more time. My illness... Once it gets serious, I don't have the strength to rush here. There really is no way."
Her voice was very sad. Jia Qingming thought for a while, but nodded.
"Then, let's take the usual twice the amount." He said, and cut off that double the size, deliberately splitting the two portions with a knife, for fear that she would overdo it or something.
Although he didn't know what would happen to an overdose of incense, since Zhuang Yan said it was a medicine for her strange disease, it would be better to be cautious.
"Here. Alright." He handed the two cut incense pieces to Zhuang Yan, "I'll help you find a paper bag to wrap it up. I remember there is a paper bag next to it..."
"No, thank you. Thank you." She almost grabbed two pieces of incense from his hand, pinched it tightly in her hand, and then turned and ran towards the direction of the stairs.
"Hey-slow down... be careful on the road."
Jia Qingming reminded her aloud, but she walked in a hurry, and she didn't know if she heard him.
She took the incense cube and ran away, as if she had no more pain, but her thin body and pale face still showed that she was a patient...
This feeling……
Why does something seem to be wrong?
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