The outsiders in these fishing villages not only aroused Jiang Wuhai's vigilance, but also aroused Wang Dongcheng's vigilance.

You must know that this is an extraordinary period recently, and Gushan may heed the call of the coffin at any time and go to the fishing village to explore the way. Any one misstep is likely to ruin the entire plan.

Jiang Wuhai still sent people to guard the village. For fishing villages, he has an advantage. They were stationed here a few years ago, and many of their subordinates have also lived in fishing villages for a long time, so it is not easy to arouse suspicion when entering and leaving. Moreover, he knows the fishing village well, knows how to retreat, and knows how to use the geographical advantage to lay traps. It's like the last time, they almost killed Ren Zhen.

And Wang Dongcheng also began to make moves.

It stands to reason that the land in the fishing village is nominally owned by Wang Dongcheng. It's a pity that Wang Dongcheng can't drive all the people out of the fishing village and occupy the entire fishing village. This is Jiang Wuhai's set for Wang Dongcheng! The agreement stated in black and white that the villagers should not be asked to move out until all the payments were made, which meant that unless Wang Dongcheng could come up with a large sum of money, he, the nominal landlord, had no right to speak or use it.

If it was before, Wang Dongcheng might have overlorded the bow. It doesn't matter what contract you have, what money you don't have money, the uncle owes you later!

But that has changed.

The demon has once again become the target of others' attacks, and history repeats itself again. Even if it wasn't his turn yet, Wang Dongcheng had to choose to keep a low profile. He began to understand why Tang Yulin broke his tail and learned to be a man, why he deliberately hid his identity, and even seriously forbade not to open meat.

It turned out that Tang Yulin had foreseen what might happen in advance.

Tang Yulin, who originally thought he was overly cautious, was actually wiser than him.

If he wanted to learn Tang Yulin's prudence, Wang Dongcheng also had to start by abiding by social rules. On the one hand, he began to go around the banks and the Land Bureau, selling Tang Yulin's last few private houses, and at the same time increasing the intensity of looting the second uncle; On the one hand, they also sent people to send additional men near the fishing village.

They didn't dare to enter the fishing village, and it became the world of demon hunters, so for now, it is imperative to get the ownership of the land as soon as possible.

At that time, the fishing village was his Wang Dongcheng's final say, the lonely mountain coffin was his Wang Dongcheng's final say, and even the lonely mountain was his backer......

The small fishing village was lively and was very lively.

People of all colors want to come in and take a kick, and in their eyes, Gushan doesn't seem to be a demon king, but a fragrant dumpling, a fragrant dumpling that can help them soar.

"Sell marshmallows, sell cotton grain, sweet and soft marshmallows......"

An old man with gray hair was shouting hard, and next to him stood an old woman with the same gray hair.

The old woman's appearance is easy to recognize, and those who are familiar with her can recognize her at a glance, she is Ge Zhentian's mother, known as Grandma Ge. The old man next to him looked like the ninth master twenty years later, his originally black hair had turned into a full head of silver hair, and there were a lot of wrinkles on his face that could trap flies. He was wearing an old man shirt with a stick next to him.

The only thing that is more similar to the ninth master himself is that the eyes that are still bright and not in line with the age, and there are more sensitive than young people, who always jump up and down when no one is around.

"Is that treasure room you went to last time really around here?" When no one was around, Grandma Ge asked in a low voice.

"That's right, it's around here. It's just that there is only a crystal coffin there, and it is not a lonely mountain coffin. The dead man was very cunning, and I thought he would just catch him and find a way to open his mouth with a steel bar. "It's good that the old man doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he is completely exposed, and that is the voice of the ninth master.

"Do you think Jiang Wuhai is really so easy to be caught by you? Wang Dongcheng has not been found for Jiang Wuhai for so long, unless Jiang Wuhai appears by himself, you have no way at all. If you look at the topography of the fishing village, the front yard of each house is connected to the courtyard of other houses, and some places seem to be very close, but you can't get around. The terrain here is much more complex than you might think. ”

The ninth master specially glanced back at Grandma Ge.

It had only been an hour or two since they entered the fishing village, and my mother had already seen the doorway. It was beyond his expectation that such an old mother could maintain such careful thinking and insight, and even do better than the average young person.

After pondering for a while, the Ninth Master said with a glint in his eyes: "If you want Jiang Wuhai to appear, it's not too difficult, there are two ways." ”

"What's the solution?"

"The first way is to set fire to the fishing village, so that everyone in the fishing village has no way to hide, and finally burn the coffin of Gushan, completely ruining the plan of returning to Gushan's coffin."

"If the lonely mountain coffin is really so easy to burn, it will not be called a lonely mountain coffin. It doesn't matter if you burn the miscellaneous households, what if you burn the people of the fishing village? No, no. Grandma Ge shook her head firmly: "Tell me about your second method." ”

"Last time, Ren Zhen stole a lot of treasures in the treasure room, if these treasures are auctioned, Jiang Wuhai will definitely not sit idly by, as long as he sends someone forward, we will follow the vine when the time comes......"

Grandma Ge slapped **: "Okay, that's it!" "Regardless of whether Jiang Wuhai knows the whereabouts of Gushan or not, he has lived in a fishing village for so long, and he is also the person who is most likely to know the whereabouts of Gushan's coffin. In other words, if even Jiang Wuhai couldn't find the coffin of the lonely mountain, then it was even more impossible for others to find it.

Now it seems that the shortest way to find the coffin of the lonely mountain is to work Jiang Wuhai's body.

Until Grandma Ge and Jiu Ye went back, there were still many people wandering around the fishing village for a long time.

"Well, you think these houses don't look like here?"

"It's a little like it, but it's not quite like it."

"Could the woman in the first picture live here? And what is the relationship between the woman in the third picture and the woman in the first picture? Mother? Rival? Or is it the same person? ”

"It's hard to say, maybe it's a self-portrait of a senior. Could it be that the seniors have already found the whereabouts of the lonely mountain, suggesting that we should go to the seniors first? ”

"Otherwise, the people in the portrait live in the village, what do they know? Shall we ask one family at a time? ”

"Let's go!"

"But...... How can the person in the painting ask if he can't see his facial features clearly? ”

"Just ask if there are any women who like to wear red dresses."

"Great idea!"

“……”

In another place, two women dressed as beggars are talking to each other. The two female beggars, one fat and one thin, were dressed in tatters, their faces were deliberately smeared with pot ashes, and they wore a big hat, so that they could hardly see their original appearances.

They sat on the ground in a cul-de-sac, with houses on both sides of the alley, and about ten meters away, there was a fishing pond, next to which sat an old man who was dozing off while fishing. The old man tilted his head to the side from time to time, and when he occasionally woke up, he would unconsciously sweep a few glances to the left and right with his residual vision, and then go back to sleep.

It was early afternoon, and it was very quiet.

The fat beggar said, "Hey Cai Zhuoting, have you found anything that we have been here for so long?" ”

Cai Zhuoting pinched his fingers and said with a deep face: "Do you know what our family is best at?" That's divination. My divination has always been very clever and I have never made a mistake. ”

"What do you mean by being here? Could it be that the Lonely Mountain Coffin is near here? ”

The fat girl Wu Qionghua looked excited. Even with the thick layer of pot ash, you can still see the flush on your cheeks.

Cai Zhuoting nodded solemnly: "That's right, it's within a two-kilometer radius around here." ”

"Two kilometers?" Wu Qionghua's voice raised an octave in vain, and she said in a sharp voice: "In this place where the bird's egg is big, what are you talking about two kilometers?" If it were me, I would be able to divination. How did you study in the Immortal Academy, did you go through the back door......

"Shhhh Cai Zhuoting couldn't bear to interrupt Wu Qionghua's words, lowered his voice and said, "Do you want the whole village to hear it?" I'm not done yet. ”

first subconsciously covered her mouth, and then looked left and right, Wu Qionghua raised her chin at Cai Zhuoting very unconvinced: "You say! ”

"Did you see an old man fishing there just now?"

"See, how's that?"

"That old man is a miscellaneous man."

"How do you know? Can you see it from this distance? ”

"I said I would do divination. I secretly calculated a hexagram when I passed by him just now, you see! Cai Zhuoting stretched out his right hand and showed Wu Qionghua a few copper coins of different sizes in his palm.

Wu Qionghua looked dazed: "I don't understand, what do you mean?" ”

To put it simply, it means that this person is the culprit. If the murderer is not eliminated, he will one day become the right-hand man of the lonely mountain. But I deliberately got very close, and I didn't notice that there was an obvious demonic aura on this person...... So I concluded that this person was a miscellaneous household, and it was not an ordinary miscellaneous household. ”

"You mean...... That person is the head of the beggar gang, Jiang Wuhai? ”

Cai Zhuoting nodded, and a gleam flashed between his eyes. (To be continued.) )