The group got into the car and entered the village again.

Shu Rou asked, "Do you believe his words? Do you believe that a person can live for more than a thousand years?"

Chen Yang said: "Do you know that there is a kind of evil art of borrowing life among the people?"

Shu Rou said: "Is it possible?"

Chen Yang didn't explain, he looked at the dark clouds in the sky that he didn't know when they gathered, and said, "You even believe in ghosts, why don't you believe in these?"

"It's not the same. Shu Rou said: "Ghosts can be explained by science, borrowing life, this is nonsense." ”

Chen Yang said: "But this is the truth. Of course, you don't have to believe it, you can't help anything this time, and when you enter the village, you can do whatever I tell you to do, don't run around. ”

If the old Taoist priest really existed and lived for more than a thousand years, Chen Yang was a little afraid to think about it.

Even if it is a rat that lives for a thousand years, it is very scary.

But it doesn't seem that terrible.

How powerful it really is, fifty years ago, it was impossible for Ming Jiu and the three of them to deal with it.

And in the end, he also caught the old Taoist priest, although he was released in the end.

From what we know, we can deduce some useful information.

The old Taoist priest may not be a Taoist priest, the means are limited, and the purpose is to borrow his life to continue his life.

"Gu family?"

Chen Yang muttered in his mouth.

That old Taoist priest, nine times out of ten, is a member of the Gu family.

Borrowing life is a great cause and effect, and two people who have nothing to do with each other can only borrow life from each other for one epoch at most, that is, twelve years.

But he has lived until now.

Then he must be the Gu family.

For the family of the bloodline, it is easier to borrow life, as long as the person who is borrowed agrees, there is almost no such thing as retribution.

This family is so vicious.

In his eyes, the lives of his children and grandchildren are equivalent to piglets in captivity.

The evil of the world, but that's it.

"Whoa~"

It's raining.

In just a few seconds, it was a raging storm, and large raindrops smashed on the glass, blocking the view.

The speed is already slow, and it can only be slower at the moment.

Chen Yang opened the car window and shouted at Renping's car, "When will Gu Qingshan be buried?"

Renping said: "If it is cremated, it will be buried tonight." ”

"They won't be cremated. Chen Yang said: "Park the car here, you stay, and I'll go to the village." ”

Chen Yang pushed the car door, and Shu Rou suddenly grabbed him: "Let's go together." ”

"It's too late. Chen Yang said: "I said, this is a borrowed life, Gu Qingshan Yangshou is still alive, and the person is not dead." That old Taoist priest would never let Gu Qingshan be buried after the first seven days, once he was buried, Gu Qingshan would really die. ”

"Don't you don't believe this? When the people are alive, you will come and discuss these things with me. ”

Chen Yang took off her hand and jumped out of the car.

Shifang's shoes were wet but not soaked, and when the rain fell, Chen Yang seemed to have an invisible umbrella on his body, blocking all the rain.

"When the rain stops, go back to town. ”

Dropping these words, Chen Yang stepped away with both feet, and his figure quickly disappeared into the rain.

Now that the situation is known, the rest of the matter is much easier to solve.

Whether it was Qianyuan Temple or Changdao Temple, Chen Yang didn't think about asking them to help.

After all, it's just a trifle.

"Strong. ”

Renping snorted, slammed on the accelerator, and chased after him.

Du Changheng was not to be outdone, and also stepped on the accelerator to catch up.

Several cars didn't drive far, and the chassis was suddenly stuck by a raised stone, and they couldn't advance or retreat, so they turned off the fire directly.

Meanwhile.

Chen Yang was still running wildly, getting closer and closer to Dulong Village.

When he came to the entrance of the village, he looked up and saw that the sky above the entire Dulong Village was almost bloody.

It's only been fifty years, how many people have died in Dulong Village?

The resentment is so strong that it almost soars to the sky.

Chen Yang walked into the village, and every house closed its door.

The rain was so heavy that I couldn't hear any conversation in the house.

At this moment, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was dark and depressing.

The whole village is full of evil.

Chen Yang took out the dust, his clothes were not stained with dust, and he walked on the muddy yellow mud road, like a fairy who got rid of the dust.

He walked to the front of the Gu family's old mansion, and the two doors of the old mansion were tightly closed, revealing an eerie atmosphere.

"Knock knock. ”

Chen Yang knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time.

He was about to forcibly push the door, but he didn't know when a dozen villagers appeared behind him.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Yang turned his head, looked at the villagers who were glaring at him, and said, "Poor Dao is here to save people." ”

"Save whom?

"The gate of the old mansion can't be opened!"

The villagers were nervous.

Chen Yang asked, "Why can't you open it?"

The villagers are divided, as if there is something unspeakable.

"Anyway, you can't open it, you leave quickly. ”

Several young villagers came up to pull him, Chen Yang shook it off casually, put one hand on the door, and said, "If you don't say anything, the poor road will be pushed away." ”

"Stop!"

"Get your hands off the way!"

"Do you want to kill us?"

The villagers were emotional, shouting in panic, their faces full of fear.

Chen Yang said: "If you don't say it, the poor road will be pushed away." ”

"Stinky Daoist, are you wrong?"

"I knew you were here to get in trouble from the beginning!"

"Hit him, beat him!"

The villagers shouted and rushed up.

"Squeak~"

Chen Yang's hand was forced, and the door opened half a gap.

The villagers suddenly stopped, and their anger turned to fear and pleading.

Chen Yang said: "Talk to the poor road, why can't you open it?"

In the end, a young man said: "The Taoist chief said, before the first seven, the door cannot be opened, and if it is opened, we will all die." ”

Chen Yang's heart moved, and he asked, "What Dao Chief?"

The young man didn't care about anything: "The Ming of Qianyuan Guan is long." ”

"That's not a long way. Chen Yang shook his head, this old Taoist priest is deep enough.

Knowing that Ming Yi was kind to Dulong Village, he specially pretended to be Ming Yi's identity.

However, only the older generation in the village knows about these things.

I just don't know when this old Taoist priest came to the village.

Without making a sound, the entire village was controlled.

His own group of true Taoist priests is not cared for.

Chen Yang took his hand back and asked, "How many old people are over fifty years old in the village?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"Poor Dao came to them to talk to them. ”

"There's... Many. ”

"Can you trouble a few donors to bring these old people here? if you don't want to die. Chen Yang smiled and said a reason why they couldn't refuse.

"Then you are not allowed to open the door. ”

"There is no way to open the road. ”

"Okay, you come with us. ”

The villagers were very angry with Chen Yang and hoped that this Taoist priest would get out of the way quickly.

But I'm afraid that this Taoist priest knows some messy things and really kills them.

So I had to be polite to him on the surface.

Chen Yang followed them into the largest house and sat in the lobby waiting.

Five young men were left standing in the lobby, watching him.

Others went to invite the village elders.