Twist rummaged through the whole room and didn't see the jade flute, standing there next to the bed, muttering: "It's strange, I remember that the third child loves to put the baby here." ”

Twist walked out of the room, came to the lobby, and said, "The jade flute is gone." ”

Zhang Xijing said: "Look carefully, this is not a trivial matter. ”

Twist nodded, and went back to look carefully.

Mo Qing stood at the door of the room, looking at the blood stains on the ground, there was still its breath here, looking at the twisted flowers that were prying the bricks, and asked, "Did you see Zhang San before he died?"

Mahua stopped, and when she talked about Zhang San, she cried again, and said in a choked voice: "I saw it, die in front of me, woo..."

Mo Qing asked, "Do you see what killed him?"

Zhang Xijing heard what he wanted to hear, and he also came to the side to listen.

"I only saw a dark shadow that night... It seems to be chasing the third child, by the way, there are some voices, like crying and laughing. ”

Zhang Xijing took out two pieces of rune paper from his pocket and folded them into a triangle, handed it to Mahua, and said: "You take this thing from Mahua, don't leave it, you also put it on the little third son who is studying in the county, just in case." ”

Twist took the talisman, nodded, and hurriedly found a rope to string it and put it on.

After Mo Qing listened, he walked aside alone and pondered alone under the locust tree, but saw a little hidden blood on the ground.

Something happened, Twist planned to go back to her mother's house to live, the house was vacant, and the lobby became a mourning hall, supplying the three spirit cards.

The excavation unearthed an ominous object, the construction was stopped, and the people discussed digging a new way out.

The jade flute was gone, and the villagers began to panic a little, for fear that something would happen again.

Mo Qing stood under the old locust tree, looking at the bits and pieces of blood on the grass, whose blood stain was this?

Zhang Xue walked through the crowd and came to Mo Qing's side, looked at what he was looking down at, and said, "Husband... What are the adults looking at?"

Mo Qing turned to look at Zhang Xue, showed an evil smile, and said, "It's nothing, why did Xue'er come here and not play with Mo Ziqi?"

Zhang Xue shook her head, lowered her head and whispered: "If the mountain road is repaired, Ziqi will leave to go to the county seat, I really hope there is no way out." ”

Mo Qing touched Zhang Xue's head, picked her up, looked at her and said: "There is no banquet in this world, and you will not never see each other, if there is no mountain road to go out, you will be trapped here, which is not a good thing." ”

Zhang Xue looked up at Mo Qing, nodded as if she didn't understand, pouted, and still didn't want to be separated from Ziqi in her heart, so it was best to be together forever.

Mo Qing left here with Zhang Xue in her arms, walked out of the crowd of people, and walked back to Zhang's house slowly, passing by the east courtyard on the way, the green ghost watched them walk over, and Zhang Xue smiled at it.

Back home, Zhang Xue went back to her room to do her homework, and the adult's affairs, as a child, couldn't interfere. Glancing at the yellow calendar next to him, it's been so long, why haven't Brother Zhang and grandma come back?

Zhang Xijing came back from the mayor with a sad face, and asked Mo Qing to come to the study, and stayed in the study for more than two hours, not knowing what they were discussing.

On the street, there were very few people who went out, and because of Zhang San's mysterious death, they didn't dare to go out.

This way out is still needed, everyone discussed, and the mayor finally decided to open a passage in the direction of the sunrise in the east according to Zhang Xijing's words, and the road to the north was abandoned, after all, something ominous was dug out.

After Zhang Xue woke up, she glanced around the room, but she didn't see Mo Qing, and muttered, "Where did he go to play again?"

Huang Nianzhu was drying clothes in the courtyard, watched Zhang Xue run out, and shouted: "Be careful!

Zhang Xue responded: "Got it, mother!"

The streets at the end of the town were quiet, because the road was restarted, men and women went to help, and because of Zhang San's death, everyone did not dare to stay home alone, and they all went out with their children and old.

Zhang Xijing and Mo Qing came to Zhang San's residence together, as for why Mo Qing participated in this matter, it was because the inscription of the turtle stele made him a little concerned.

Zhang Xijing saw that the seal left at the door was not broken, pushed the door open, and a gust of wind blew. Mo Qing looked at the back of the old man in the courtyard and frowned slightly.

The old man was gray-haired, skinny, and wearing a black robe, he turned around and glanced at Mo Qing and Zhang Xijing with a deep gaze.

When Zhang Xijing saw the old man, he hurriedly said respectfully in surprise: "Old ancestor, why did you wake up?"

The ancestor of the Zhang family, the real long-lived one, is already three hundred years old, and there are few who can live to this age.

Mo Qing looked at the ancestor of the Zhang family and shouted respectfully: "Grandpa." "I have been in the Zhang family for some days, and I naturally know about his existence, but this is the secret of the Zhang family, only the Zhang family knows, and outsiders don't know at all. Of course, just call him grandpa like Zhang Xue, and it is impossible to call him an ancestor.

The old ancestor nodded, looked at Mo Qing and said, "You have a relationship with my Zhang family, treat Xue'er well." He added, "This thing in the north is a female ghost and a little zombie, and the resentment is very heavy... Soon after, I'm going back... The Zhang family has a bloody disaster..."

Zhang Xijing didn't ask more, but said respectfully: "Yes, Xijing understands." "This heavenly opportunity must not be revealed, what did the ancestor calculate, the Zhang family will have a bloody disaster?

Mo Qing watched the old ancestor leave, for him, he would not believe that he would die so simply, he was full of yang energy, and his life was not exhausted.

It wasn't until the old ancestor left that he couldn't see anyone, Zhang Xijing straightened his waist, looked at Mo Qing, and said: "The words of the old ancestor will not be wrong, if there is anything to happen to the Zhang family, please bless Xue'er safely." ”

Mo Qing glanced at Zhang Xijing coldly, walked directly into the main hall, and glanced at the tablet. Zhang Xijing then came in, put incense sticks on Zhang San, and then prepared things.

Tonight is Zhang San's first seventh, that is, the night of the soul.

Zhang Xijing wanted to learn something from Zhang San's mouth, and only in this way did he understand some things.

Mo Qing came to the old locust tree again, glanced at the dense and lush canopy, and the few drops of blood he saw before were gone.

Zhang Xue walked out of the threshold of Zhang's house, glanced at the passers-by next to her, and didn't see Mo Qing after turning around the house, and muttered: "No matter, go and play with Ziqi, my mother said that the road was not repaired, and Ziqi will stay at home for a while!"

At the gate of the east courtyard, the green ghost stood in the shadow, looking at Zhang Xue who ran over, and Zhang Xue also turned around and showed a cute smile to the green ghost.

In the mountains and forests to the east, Li Liang led a team of people to determine the route on this mountain, and the surrounding environment was very familiar, and they were all natives here.

Li Liang looked back at everyone and said, "Big guy, rest for a while, and you can go back to hand in errands later." ”

Several people came to the tree, and each found a place to sit down, and all those who had cigarettes were handed out and smoked.