"It's the 21st century that believes in science, and you old antique still take the wizard's nonsense seriously, a joke." Jiang Zizhan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and casually flicked the hedgehog's head with one hand, looking away from his unnatural gaze.

I'll wipe it, if I kill Jiang Zichun, will he disappear with him?

Thinking that his immature shoulders might have to carry the burden of protecting his ancestors, Jiang Zizhan felt that the future was bleak.

No, he won't admit it if he kills him!

"Whether you recognize it or not is not something you can calculate." Jiang Zichun raised his chin triumphantly, and his appearance of showing off his martial arts was in stark contrast to Jiang Zizhan's earth-colored complexion.

"Alright, we'll talk about your origins when we're done with business." Qin Luo glanced at the innocent and ignorant Ling Xiaoxiao with a headache, and Xiao Hei also looked confused.

Jiang Zichun heard the black cat say that Qin Luo was with Jiang Zizhan, and hurriedly rushed over with someone regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

This guy actually came to 'seduce' the master again, and even went to such a distant place for a tryst, if the other party hadn't been his great-great-grandson, he would have been unloaded long ago!

Jiang Zichun glared angrily, his teeth creaking.

"I came with him to find a problematic old locust tree." Qin Luo briefly repeated the cause again, and Jiang Zichun stopped slightly.

"Can we see many, many ghosts?" Ling Xiaoxiao waved her short arms and legs and gestured with her fists, and her little face was full of excitement.

"Little baby, this is not something to be happy about." Jiang Zizhan shook his head, amused at the child's senseless ignorance.

Qin Luo, Jiang Zichun, and Xiao Hei all looked at him with pity.

You have the opportunity to see how bold this girl is.

"Tiny is yin and yang." Qin Luo answered him as he explored the way deep into the forest.

Jiang Zizhan was even more puzzled, "Yin Yang Eye still dares to take her, say okay first, I won't coax you to cry." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao pulled his trouser leg unconvinced, "Xiaoxiao won't be afraid." Her bright eyes carefully identified Jiang Zizhan, and suddenly said, "Brother, I've seen you, do you live in our community?" Grandpa sued me and said you were a very powerful big boss! ”

Jiang Zizhan raised his eyebrows, gently hooked the corners of his mouth and glanced at Jiang Zichun beside Qin Luo proudly, and took the initiative to hug Ling Xiaoxiao, "Haha, it's okay, it's okay, there are many branches on the ground, my brother will carry you away." ”

"Okay~ Thank you, big brother." Ling Xiaoxiaole was leisurely, patted his ass and got a free mount ←_←

One of the special abilities of psychic animals is to communicate with animals.

So the group was fairly unimpeded.

"Meow—"

I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Hei, who had been opening the way at the front, let out a strange shrill scream.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Luo hurriedly stepped up to protect it behind him, and the purple light wrapped around the nine-toothed dragon pattern whip in his hand was still vigorous.

"Meow~"

[Sister, it's weird here, we can't even find a cricket nearby, we have no direction.] ]

Its little pointed ears moved, drooping in frustration.

Qin Luo touched the black cat's head, his eyes wandering in the shadows around, "It should be here, everyone cheer up." ”

Jiang Zichun and Jiang Zizhan also sensed that something was wrong, the soil under their feet was too loose and wet, as if it had been dug up and then filled, and it was not too soft and comfortable to step on.

It was about eleven o'clock at night.

Ling Xiaoxiao lay in Jiang Zizhan's arms, her eyelids fought, she dozed off in a daze, and her long eyelashes finally fell asleep quietly after closing and closing a few times. Qin Luo took off his coat and gently covered her, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"There were."

Feeling that the air was becoming thin and viscous, she quickly hung a charm on Ling Xiaoxiao's neck, frowned, and said, "Which of you stays to take care of Xiaoxiao?" ”

"Him!"

"Him!"

←_← Is it interesting for two ghosts to point fingers at each other?

"Forget it, anyway, Xiaoxiao is asleep, and there is the spirit talisman of the old monk Huiming, let's go."

The white mist was thick, and the old locust trees that appeared out of thin air swayed without wind.

The cold smoke is vast, and several old houses from the Republic of China period are like nothing under the trees.

"Master, are you cold, take off my clothes for you to wear." The cold wind blew into the placket and caused goosebumps, and besides, she didn't have a coat to block the wind.

Jiang Zichun's whole body is yin, so naturally he doesn't need to care about this temperature.

"Not necessarily." Qin Luo waved his hand, his eyes locked on the old locust tree, and then he vaguely saw a yellowish light in the house, which seemed to be a very old-fashioned kerosene lamp.

No wonder there will be lost tourists automatically sent to the door, and people will choose the latter when they freeze to death outside and warm houses.

"Good grandson, follow closely, the fog is thick." Jiang Zizhan was a few steps behind with the child in his arms, and Jiang Zichun turned his head and lowered his voice to kindly remind.

Jiang Zizhan: ......

The brick-and-tiled houses were painted white, and in many places large chunks had long since fallen off, and the wooden doors were tightly closed, with iron buckles hanging from them, without locks.

There are no superfluous plants around, only a striking locust tree that huddles the house under the branches and leaves, high up and overlooking with a cold eye.

The fog was nothing in front of Qin Luo, who had excellent eyesight, and two ghosts and a cat followed her steps and slowly approached the old house.

"I'll open the door."

Probably the reason why Jiang Zizhan was also there, Jiang Zichun was very heroic this time, and he didn't hide behind Qin Luo.

The moment the door opened, a cool breeze was set off, and the candles in the room were extinguished.

"It's so dark......"

I couldn't see my fingers around me.

"You walk half a meter forward, and there is an oil lamp on the table. Jiang Zizhan, take out your mobile phone for lighting for the time being. ”

- "Jiang Zizhan? ”

Qin Luo turned around, empty, Jiang Zizhan and Ling Xiaoxiao disappeared together.

"Stupid!"

Looking back, Jiang Zichun disappeared quietly at the same time, right under her nose.

"Huh...... It's smart enough to separate us. ”

She glanced over to the furnishings in the room, then walked over to the half-man-tall cabinet and tore off a few old black and white newspapers that were pasted on them.

In 1914, it was the third year of the first year of the Republic of China in 1912.

At that time, the law was not perfect, and it was about the tragedy of a weaving house shopkeeper, a family of four and six or seven workers were all poisoned to death in the workshop overnight, which seemed to cause quite a stir at the time.

Weaving workshop.

Qin Luo opened the door of the other main house.

Buckle fastening.

There seemed to be some movement in the cabinet where the newspaper was glued.

She stared silently for a long time before continuing into the main room.

There were tools and a hill-high ball of braided thread, as well as stools scattered and crooked.

"Hmm...... It's time to deliver...... Hurry up and finish all this......" The old man's voice was like a leaky broken copper, and she crossed the pile of threads and saw a gray-haired old woman sitting on the bench with her back to her, her hands shuttling all the time.

"You're a weaver worker?"