After Qiangzi left, only me and Master Qiangzi were left in the room, as well as Miao Ying'er in a coma. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For a moment, no one spoke, and the room was silent.

Uncle Yang walked in and said something to Master Qiangzi, and left. When Hadron came back after treating the sewage, the master arranged for him to light an oil lamp and stay by Miao Yinger's side.

"Girl, come with me." Master Qiangzi threw me a sentence, whether I agreed or not, and walked out of the room.

I glanced at Miao Ying'er who was in a coma, and then fell on Qiangzi: "I'm sorry for you, take care of her for the time being."

"Hmm!" Qiangzi was very polite and smiled: "Don't worry."

I was relieved and followed Master Qiangzi into a side room. Looking around, here...... It should be an ancestral hall.

Master Qiangzi ignored me, took three pillars of incense from the table, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner.

I looked at the row of spiritual positions directly above, and I always felt hairy in my heart. It was not good to stand like this, so I walked over and took three pillars of incense, lit it and bowed, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Master Qiangzi walked to the side and sat down, poured a cup of tea: "Girl, I'll tell you directly."

"Please." I walked over to the master and sat down, and suddenly noticed a strange painting hanging on the wall. The picture on this drawing...... Kind of familiar.

Master Qiangzi noticed my gaze, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Do you recognize the place on this painting?"

I nodded, then shook my head again: "It's a little familiar, it seems...... Where have I seen it. ”

I can't remember it for a while!

"Familiarity is right." Master Qiangzi smiled, pointed to the building on the painting and said, "On the way here, is the building you saw the same as this?"

After being reminded by him, I took a closer look at the building on the painting, and it was indeed very similar. But...... The buildings I saw on the road were dilapidated and desolate. The building on the painting is prosperous, with many people gathered downstairs and some stalls, which is very lively.

"This is what it looked like more than 30 years ago, and this building used to be a small factory for the production of fabrics, and then it ...... There was an explosion that killed dozens of people. ”

"Explosion?" I withdrew my gaze from the painting and looked at him in bewilderment: "How could there be an explosion in the factory where the fabric is produced?" Don't...... Is it artificial? ”

"Well, that's right!" Master Qiangzi stood up and straightened the corners of his clothes. His face was heavy, as if he was recalling something: "After the explosion, bad things often happened in this village. At midnight, some villagers will see the people who died in the accident, and the village will gradually decline......"

"Alas~" Master Qiangzi sighed helplessly and turned to look at me: "My father is a feng shui master, and when he died, he told me that only a person who can pay attention to the accident over there can completely send away those resentful souls."

"Pay attention to that accident......," I slowly stood up, a little hesitant, "but I just saw the building, and that doesn't mean anything." Because I can see something unclean, and it's okay for someone else to open their eyes, right? ”

Master Qiangzi shook his head and said in a firm tone: "Only you can see it!" I've tried all of them over the decades. You suddenly appeared here, and there is a definition in the dark......"

"I'm sorry, I ......don't want to get involved in these things."

Master Qiangzi frowned tightly and said in a tough tone: "Girl, I'm not discussing with you." You don't have the right to refuse, just ...... It's a good deal, I saved your sister, and I ask you to save the people in the village. ”