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Now Mingchuan can be sure of at least two points.

One is that no matter what the "thing" is, it can disturb people's minds, interfere with people's thinking, and make a normal person become extremely violent. The second point is that the "thing" can send "worker ants" like imps to forage for itself.

"Whatever it is, it's tricky. Ming Chuan narrowed his eyes and whispered.

Pan Shi heard Ming Chuan's whispering to himself, and couldn't help frowning.

He had seen the horror of those ghosts, and even Mingchuan thought it was tricky, what kind of monster could it be?

"I said brother, it's not that I'm unkind, I can only help you in this matter. Pan Shi said to Ming Chuan. He hadn't lived long enough to be in such a hurry to die.

Ming Chuan glanced at Pan Shi amusedly when he heard this, and said, "Don't worry, the next thing, even if you want to follow, I won't take you." "He doesn't even know what his opponent is, so how can he bring a burden by his side?

Seeing that they agreed with each other, the two laughed at the same time, and looked at each other with a lot of pleasing eyes.

Sending Pan Shi back, Mingchuan did not go home immediately, but turned around and went to the wasteland he had been to before.

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Ming Chuan knew that the entrance to the underground was near here. It's just that I can't see anything at all now.

There are two problems in front of you, one is the identity of the other party, and the other is the entrance to the underground, neither of which is easy to solve.

Ming Chuan wandered around the wasteland, and then ran back to Old Man Zhang's residence to look, the charred house looked miserable, Ming Chuan found the burned photo album in the pile of ruins and ashes.

He bent down and picked up the album, and before he could continue to look through it, the album fell apart. Photographs with blackened edges drifted out of the album and landed on the ground.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan sighed, gathered the photos on the ground, picked up one of them, lit it with a lighter, and threw it into the pile of photos.

"Meeting is fate, and that's all I can do. Staring at the flames in front of him, Ming Chuan said lightly.

Before he could finish speaking, a breeze blew, and the ashes on the ground were lifted up with the wind and scattered in the air.

Mingchuan looked left and right, and the persimmon trees in the courtyard were still there, but they had withered, and the trunk was burned black, and there would be no more persimmons in the coming year.

The pressure well under the persimmon tree is probably the only thing intact.

Mingchuan stood next to the well, a little distracted.

The pump of the well was a little black, and the pump mouth seemed to have some rust, and a drop of water gradually condensed at the pump mouth, slowly overflowed, and finally fell to the ground with a snap.

Ming Chuan's half-squinted eyes widened slightly, and he stared at the water pump for a long time.

Ying Lan, who had been squatting in his pocket, noticed his state, crawled out of his pocket, raised his head blankly, and looked at Ming Chuan, not understanding why he suddenly stood here without moving.

After a moment, Ming Chuan couldn't help but laugh a little.

"I see. Ming Chuan took Ying Lan out of his pocket and held it in his hand, and said to it, "Old man Zhang is not the prey deliberately targeted by the little ghost. Instead, he just appeared in front of it. ”

Ying Lan sat in Ming Chuan's palm, tilting his neck, and his little black and round head looked a little confused.

"That little imp came out of here. Ming Chuan pointed to the pressure well on the ground, "This well leads to the underground river here, the little ghost came out from here, and the first living person he saw was Old Man Zhang, and Old Man Zhang happened to be contaminated with the ghost qi before he died, so he just became the target." ”

Ming Chuan said and turned to look around, shaking his head gently.

"It's a pity that this is a pressure well, if it is an old-fashioned well, you can go down and have a look. Mingchuan squatted beside the well, stared at the pump port with his cheeks on his cheeks, and then stood up and walked around the house.

If he wasn't mistaken, this place might be very close to that monster, and if he could open a hole here and go directly down to the underground river, he would probably be able to find the monster's body very quickly.

Ming Chuan touched his chin and thought, there must be a follow-up to the events of that year, otherwise he would not have given up such a big project so easily, and no one cared about this place for so many years.

Not only that, but if the monster had been here for more than a decade and hadn't reached out until recently, that in itself would be strange.

It is impossible for Lao Liang to know about the follow-up events, but maybe Yan Yijie can find out some news.

Ming Chuan thought about it, took out the few remaining enchantment charms, and laid a simple enchantment around the hand-pressed well.

Although he got a lot of rune paper from the pills, he used it as if he didn't need money recently, and he had to smash it into it whenever something happened, plus this incident was completely found by himself, and there was no commission fee if no one entrusted him, so sooner or later he would sit and eat nothing.

No, after this incident is resolved, he has to take a few orders of business seriously, otherwise he will be hungry.

While thinking about these things that are not available, Ming Chuan arranged the enchantment properly.

The enchantment charm is of little use to that imp, but it is better to stop it, and it is better than nothing.

Ming Chuan glanced around a little uneasily, scratched his hair a little irritably, and took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Yijie's number as he walked back.

Listening to Ming Chuan's intentions, Yan Yijie was silent on the phone for a moment, and said after a while: "I don't know the details of the matter you want to inquire about, but ......"

"But what?" Hearing the rare hesitation in the other party's tone, Ming Chuan couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"There's someone who might know. Yan Yijie said.

"Who?" Could it be that there is something wrong with this person? Mingchuan was a little puzzled.

"Zhai Zhuocheng Zhai Lao is Zhai Feifei's father. Yan Yijie's tone was full of respect.

Fifi's father?

The image of a spirited old man came to Mingchuan's mind.

"He's a soldier and he's in a very high position before he was discharged. There are very few things in S City that can hide from him. Yan Yijie said, "What you want to know is a bit old now, and there are no records, even if I don't have any records, it will be difficult for me to help you find out." ”

"So, should I go directly to visit Mr. Zhai?" asked Ming Chuan as he walked through the wilderness.

"Hmm. Yan Yijie paused for a moment as he spoke, and then when he spoke again, his tone was a little strange, "If, after you meet him, you can get his old man's approval, maybe you can ask you what you want to know." (To be continued.) )