This place is a bit evil, Cheng Qinghe stared at the crooked neck tree above his head, and he didn't know how long it had grown, the canopy was ridiculously large, and it had not been pruned at all, like a hat covering the sunlight above, impermeable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The river below her was up to her waist, and the banks were lush weeds, which stretched below the surface of the water, filling the air with a refreshing smell of aquatic weeds.

The rippling water waves smashed the mossy stone walls stacked on the shore gurgling, so loud that Cheng Qinghe, who had never seen the world, beat a drum in his heart, there would be no snakes in this place, right? She bent down and touched a stone under the water, and smashed it lightly.

It was just like that, with a soft pop, and suddenly a thread-like thing swept away the water and swam towards her.

She couldn't retreat, but then a cold hand under the water grabbed her ankle, she fell back into the water, a series of white bubbles rose in front of her eyes, and the water that squeezed her four times pressed her chest tightly, and while she sank, she saw a person sitting above the rippling water, on the trunk of a tree with a crooked neck, wearing a sackcloth and a hat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and his face could not be seen clearly.

This, this is Hebo?

"Hebo" flicked the fishing rod, and the fishing line instantly wrapped around Qinghe's hand struggling to stretch out the water, and she was pulled out of the water by the force of the fishing line, and then "Hebo" jumped down neatly, and the churning river water pressed her into the water, for which she drank a few more sips of river water mixed with mud.

In the end, Shiraishi delicately sent Cheng Qinghe, who was sick, back to her grandparents' house.

Speaking of this white stone, we have to talk about the accident that occurred two years ago in the small village on the outskirts of Yu Town.

Two years ago, a corpse that did not decay for decades came out here, and the corpse picker who was in charge of the grave at that time was amazed, and dug it down with a hoe, the skin of the corpse was like white tofu and was mashed at once, revealing the bright red and juicy flesh and blood inside, and finally the corpse was burned, but this digging dug out the reputation of ten miles and eight towns, and an old Taoist came to build a thatched hut on this grave for a long time.

This Taoist priest usually helps the villagers calculate disasters, and after a long time, everyone knows that there is a well-known Kong Lao Dao in the suburbs of Yu Town, and Bai Shi is Kong Lao Dao's apprentice.

Baishi pushed open the chai door, put the liquor he had just brought on the table, took off his **** linen clothes and hung them on the washing shelf, and opened the door of the room.

Kong Laodao was sleeping soundly, and he was stabbed on his eyelids by the bright light outside, and he raised his hand to block it with his dirty sleeve.

"What, the master said that Di Di is right, right? Does it really save individuals? He snorted.

Bai Shi looked at the dark environment inside and snorted sullenly.

"Look, let's follow her in the future, we won't have to worry about eating and drinking!" The hoarse voice also had a little cough.

"......" Shiraishi heard him start talking nonsense again, muttered that he had stopped moving, and estimated that he was asleep again, and sighed and picked up the rag shoes resting behind the threshold.

Hearing Baishi walking away, Kong Laodao removed his sleeves, how could there be half a sense of sleepiness in his eyes, tsk, his apprentice is only nineteen years old, he is so clear-eyed, good-looking, virtuous and capable, and he can't seduce you, a little girl?

After that, whether it was washing shoes, cooking, or bathing, Bai Shi always saw Kong Laodao looking at him obscenely.

Kong Laodao's intentions did not fail, this time the hero saved the beauty still has some effect, although the process is not perfect, the tall image of "Hebo" always goes deep into Cheng Qinghe's small heart.

Cheng Qinghe had a fever, and he was sweating all night muttering about Hebo Yingzi Yingzi Hebo, and his father was holding a piece of soldering iron and guarding this meat lump.

In the early hours of the morning, Cheng Qinghe buried in his father's back, and felt that her back was sore and numb, and she didn't open her eyelids a few times, as if she had been thrown into a narrow space that was completely black, and two hot and humid snakes wrapped around her waist.

Medically call this condition a nerve palsy, snake? It can be explained as hallucinations after being frightened.

Cheng Qinghe tightened her waist, and she clearly felt that one of the "snakes" had penetrated into her hot back nest, which made her muscles contract uncontrollably, yes, this made her want to pee a little, the snake was lewd, thanks to her young age.

The snake's head came out of her little belly and wrapped around her again, and the two snakes slowly went out of her waist and came in and played, and the sultry feeling of strangulation made her twist her waist and hide and hide under her father's back.

When the first rays of sunlight shone in the house, her grandmother came into the house and touched her forehead with her soft, wrinkled face, and the fever subsided.

"Guy, can I make you sweet potato porridge to eat?" She brushed away the sweaty hair on Cheng Qinghe's cheeks.

Cheng Qinghe's wet eyes rolled, and his round white face nodded sluggishly.

So when Lao Cheng got up, he saw that Cheng Qinghe had already cleaned up, holding a bowl of porridge and sitting on the threshold of the gate in a daze.

The environment in the countryside is really good, the cool wind, the eyes are full of green, and then look at his soft and cute girl, it is refreshing!

Lao Cheng took a breath, well, let's go back to the town tomorrow!

In this summer, the coolness of the morning passed, and there was only one whole afternoon heat left, and the squeaks on the trees were endless, and Lao Cheng gave Qinghe a bamboo fan, and sat on the mat in front of the shady hall to weave a bamboo basket.

Her grandparents and Lao Cheng muttered in the countryside, but she didn't understand half of the sentence, and only then did she take advantage of the time to interject: "Grandpa, grandma, how is Yu Ying's family going?" She pondered that this "Hebo incident" was not simple, and she didn't tell anyone about the "hands" in the water! How to get to the shore is also confused.

Her grandmother calmed down and looked at each other, and Lao Cheng was also stunned for a moment: "Although we are called Yu Village, none of the families are surnamed Yu, which baby has fooled you?" ”

I'm so happy to make friends so soon?

Something must have gone wrong! Cheng Qinghe recalled that the incident in the early morning was probably inseparable from yesterday's incident, and there were four suspicious points, Yingzi, Hebo, the underwater hand and the unknown object swimming towards her......

But she didn't count that she was planted in the hands of that person!

In the night, the two snakes did not visit her again, her father lay on his side, and Qinghe buried him uneasily deeper and deeper under his father's back.

Although she was asleep, her consciousness began to feel something disobediently again, and a cow as high as a hill walked up and down the house, and the ground shook and shook as it went, and her father's back was a sinking point, and she was thrown down by a little earthquake, until she fell into a coffin with an open lid under the ground, which was completely black.

The coffin containing her fell down for a while, and suddenly it was pushed back against the lid of the coffin, and the world was silent.

Finally, I can't listen to that noisy voice! Qinghe furrowed his brows......

"Chief Kong, is the chief of Kongdao?"

Kong Laodao has always slept until three o'clock in the morning, he twisted his eyebrows and shouted a few times Baishi to open the door, no one answered, and the drowsy appearance outside the window was in the early three o'clock in the morning, well, it seems that he went out.

I had no choice but to put on my clothes and open the door.

"Yo, it's the village chief, what's the matter with me looking for me so early?"

It was not easy for the old village chief to climb a mountain, his face was sweaty, one hand trembling and pressing the crutches under his hand, and the other hand was supported.

"It's almost evening, Chief Kong Dao, the granddaughter of the Xiao Cheng family hasn't woken up since she slept in the morning, I'll invite you to take a look!"

Xiao Cheng's family? Could it be Cheng Qinghe's girl? Kong Laodao panicked, his sunken thin cheeks trembled, and he was in a hurry: "Why don't you send it to the hospital if you don't wake up?" ”

"Ahem."

This sound woke up Kong Lao Dao, he stood there stiffly, looking at Bai Shi, who was looking at him helplessly not far away, and then looked at the village chief in front of him who was staring at him speechlessly, his eyes moved, and he flicked his sleeves and said: "Ben Dao has already calculated that this girl has such a catastrophe." "Walking~

"Her milk, don't be tough, let Xiao Cheng send her to the hospital."

Qinghe's grandmother Fengyu sat on the bed and hugged the unconscious Qinghe alive and didn't let go, her grandfather's persuasion was fruitless, and she leaned on her back and sighed against the door.

"Cheng Ming, it's not that I'm superstitious, if you want to be my son, I'll listen to your mother once, this child is not sick or painful, and suddenly it's like this, it must be a demon." As he spoke, he stroked the child's trouser legs and showed them to Qinghe's father.

I saw a bruised and swollen palm print on Cheng Qinghe's fleshy white ankle, about the size of a child, this ......

Cheng Ming was shocked, this is obviously not a scar that ordinary people can make, which child can have such strength? Cheng Ming slapped himself, usually boasting about how much he loved his children, but in the end, he let the child have an accident under his nose, not to mention how much he regretted it.

"It wasn't so obvious when I saw it in the morning." Feng Yu rubbed her chin against Cheng Qinghe's forehead, and her old tears were all over her face.

At this time, there was a noise outside, it was Kong Laodao who came.

Kong Laodao entered the door, first smelled the smell in the air, waved his hand to make Baishi incense, and then sat on the chair in the main lobby.

Xiao Cheng's family hurriedly came out of the small room, and her milk Fengyu knelt in front of Kong Laodao with Cheng Qinghe, who was lying on his stomach.

Kong Laodao accepted it calmly, he was more than a lap older than her compared to his age, and he could accept this courtesy.

The white stone raised three pillars of incense and inserted them in the center of the hall, three long and two short, but after a minute, one of the short and good ends was broken.

Kong Laodao smiled, saw that everyone was confused, and explained: "This is called Pathfinder Incense, that thing used the ghost three shocks to set Qinghe's soul, one shock, two shocks, and three shocks to the ghost coffin to transport the corpse, it's just a small trick." ”

This means that there is salvation, Cheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to bow.

Kong Laodao touched his white sparse beard and waved his hand: "But I have one condition, after this child is rescued, he should worship me as a teacher." ”

That's a great thing! This happened, how could Xiao Cheng's family be unhappy. The villagers who were watching outside the door were envious, what kind of **** luck did this go?

At this time, a villager ran in outside: "Cheng Ming, Cheng Ming, your rice field has been stolen and planed!" Your aunt sent a message to tell you to go back and take a look. ”

In recent years, I don't know how, the harvest of a large piece of land in the Chengjia canal is very good, and the diseased seedlings that are thin and not garbage can grow hundreds of catties of rice.

Therefore, over the years, how many people's eyes have become red in this feng shui treasure, and there are no people who have openly and secretly explored Cheng Ming's know-how, so the villagers are even more reluctant to leave.

They are all shaved in the ground, and most of them know that the seedlings at this time have left the soil, and there will definitely be no harvest in the autumn.

Seeing the mess in front of the hall, Bai Shi stepped forward to pick up Cheng Qinghe from Feng Yu's arms. Kong Laodao said hello, and three days later, he was sent back safely, and hurriedly returned home.

She sat down on the ground and cried: "My poor Qinghe! The one who should kill a thousand knives alas, "I feel sorry for Qinghe, and I feel sorry for my own land."

Her grandfather shook his head and sighed.