Qian Xiaohao's family had already woken up, but they didn't seem to know anything about the events of the day, but the Jin family was having a lively fight, and after Jin Wenyao's mother knew that her son was missing, she insisted that it was the responsibility of Jin's father, and the two of them were calm. As for the Qian family, which is on the cusp of the storm, it seems to be light.

However, under the calm on the surface, there is an undercurrent, what a means the Qian family is, at this time, the entire Jiayi City is panicked, and some people can often be seen on the street, looking at the pedestrians with vigilant eyes, it is said that someone has offered a reward of 10 million for the arrest of the serial killer, Li Yunluo understands in his heart that this is the masterpiece of the Qian family, of course, he also knows that this practice will not receive any results.

During this time, Li Yunluo also inquired about the ground in Jiayi City, where he had a relationship before, and the results were not unexpected, not to mention the people of Dongying, and even several foreign-funded enterprises had closed their doors for vacation, as if the other party also knew that the limelight was tight, and all of them reined in their edges and disappeared.

Under the calm surface, the entire Jiayi City seems to be full of rumors, and only Li Yunluo knows that such a calm will not last long.

On the seventh day after the conclusion was reached, for the sake of insurance, the old man Li led his grandson to move into the small courtyard of the Wang family, since the military compound of the Qian family is not safe, now it seems that only the Wang family can have a glimmer of hope, of course, this hope is not based on the strength of the old man Wang himself, but the original king, half a lifetime of rivers and lakes.

According to Li Shihao, the old man Wang went out to find the means to save his life, which also made Li Yunluo a little predetermined, after all, according to his own deduction, the old man Wang will be the key to this catastrophe.

When he arrived at Wang's house, Li Yunluo suddenly felt very cordial, since he ran away from the Dongying exchange group, he hadn't taken the opportunity to come here again, and when he came back at this time, looking at this familiar courtyard, Grandpa Wang, Grandma Wang, Ye Lingyan and the complicated time spent with him, the scenes in the past were as clear as if they were yesterday.

On the afternoon of the third day when the two moved to the thatched hut, Li Shihao was lying on the rocking chair with a pu fan, listening to the radio while watching his grandson practice.

The grandfather and grandson who were so happy in their hearts just wanted to step forward to say hello, but they saw that the figure of the old man Wang flashed, first revealing a huge package on his body, and then, with his support, a rickety old man figure appeared in the eyes of the grandfather and grandson.

Look at this old man again, short and thin, skinny and bone-like, there is not a single hair on his head, but his eyebrows are long, his teeth may have fallen out, his eyes are narrowed into a thin line, he walks with three trembling steps, one hand is on crutches made of a branch, and the other hand is supported by the old man Wang, and he walks in tremblingly.

"Grandpa Wang is back, I haven't seen you for a long time. As soon as he saw Old Man Wang coming back, Li Yunluo hurriedly put away his posture and stepped forward to greet him.

"Brother Wang, why haven't you and your sister-in-law seen each other for so many days?" Seeing that Old Man Wang had returned home, Li Shihao hurriedly put down the radio in his hand and hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Hehe, Lao Li, take a closer look and see who I invited?" asked Old Man Wang with a mysterious smile at this time.

"Oh, when you say that, I feel a little familiar, it seems," Li Shihao was still recalling.

"Hey, hey, little Haozi, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you're old, no wonder, speaking of which, we've only met once. The old man on the other side spoke suddenly, his accent was a little stiff, although the voice was low and weak, but it sounded like a crow.

As soon as he heard the other party's voice and words, Grandpa Li suddenly jumped up and widened his eyes, full of incredulity: "You are, the shaman of Oroqunbai Nachabu?"

"Shaman?" Hearing this word, Li Yunluo on the side was suddenly shocked, "There are still shamanic heirs now?"

"Well, this old man is full of a compelling yin qi, which feels a lot like a shaman. It's just that this shamanism is the ancestor of all religions, but its own method is very primitive, originally I thought that they had already been eliminated by this hundred schools of thought, but I didn't expect to see the real shaman. Li Yunluo couldn't help but think in his heart.

In fact, shamanism can be regarded as one of the oldest sects in China and even the world.

Shamanism, as the earliest sect to communicate with the gods of nature, achieved the most primitive miracles through the methods of "shaman dance" and "shamanic priesthood", which contained the original human understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth, until later, King Wen deduced the eight trigrams, through the eight trigrams and eight hundred and sixty-four trigrams to demonstrate all things in heaven and earth, and since then human understanding of heaven and earth has reached a new level.

Shamanism emphasizes the concept of "asking the gods to possess the body", divination and sacrifice is to invite the gods to use their own bodies, to heal others, and sometimes to invite the gods to join the bodies of others, but the "gods" they invite refer to the spirits and souls of heaven and earth.

Shamans believe that nature is spiritual, so they worship gods, there are heaven and earth, nature, beasts, flowers and trees, etc., the invited "gods" in Yunluo think, should be some powerful souls, so many years of shamans because they are often possessed by the yin spirit, will have some yin energy, and like the old man with such a heavy yin energy, if he himself is not a ghost, it is definitely an old shaman who has practiced for many years.

Just as paper has eliminated bamboo slips, mobile phones have eliminated pagers, more and more developed means, more and more sophisticated technology has eliminated shamanism, the most primitive ancestor, ten thousand laws return to the ancestors, a hundred schools of thought contend, and the development of thousands of years of profound cultural sects in China can really be regarded as wonderful.

However, this primitive and backward shamanism has gradually declined, so that now except for some deep mountain ethnic groups in Northeast Inner Mongolia similar to Evenki and Oroqen, no one knows the glory of shamanism anymore, leaving only a large number of charlatans in the world dancing in the name of "shaman dance", which makes shamanism not only more declining, but also degenerated into the impression of a heresy.

"Hehe, hahahaha" Hearing Li Shihao call out his name, the thin old man suddenly began to laugh wildly, "Little Lizi, you still know the old fairy, we haven't seen each other for fifty or sixty years, or sixty or seventy years, I live like the old fairy, I have forgotten the days." ”

"My God, it's really you, I remember that when we were more than ten years old, we strayed into your village by mistake, and you looked like you were going to be eighty or ninety years old at that time, so you are this year, my God, you have to be nearly two hundred years old this year, you" Old Man Li was obviously in deep shock, and even began to be a little incoherent.

"Okay, little Lizi, don't care too much, my old fairy is not very interested in this day now, and it may not be a good thing to live a long life, this little first son dug me out of the mountain, let my old fairy see a handful of new things outside, and even if I didn't persist for so long in vain. The old shaman's voice was weak.

"Oh Shaman, you can sit down and talk first, but don't tire you down. Seeing the old shaman's weak appearance, Grandpa Li hurriedly gave way to his seat.

"Wait, don't be busy. The old shaman interrupted Grandpa Li's words, and turned his head to look at Li Yunluo who was Leng Keke on the side, "Little Chuzi, this kid is the little cub of the Li family you said." ”

"Yes, this is Lao Li's grandson, the Li Yunluo I told you. Old Man Wang hurriedly replied.

Li Yunluo heard the other party ask about himself, subconsciously turned his head to look, but happened to meet the other party's gaze from the same cast, when the two eyes met, I saw the old shaman's eyes squinted slightly, and suddenly burst out of the cloudy eyes Two essences, Li Yunluo only felt that the old man's eyes were like two sharp knives stabbing straight at him, and he could even feel a yin wind coming.

Li Yunluo, who was shocked, hurriedly adhered to his mind, his consciousness focused on his eyes, and at the same time, his internal strength involuntarily slowly operated, and his body naturally exuded an aura like a great enemy.