It was getting darker and darker.

Darkness shrouded Shenjiabao after nightfall.

Yang Chengan returned home.

Yang Cheng'an inserted the latch on the door.

After he locked the door, he turned to look at the black Zhuangzi, who didn't even have the light of the lamp, Yang Chengan, who was only about ten years old and half a year old, sighed as a young man.

"Did Daddy go to bed early today, and did Daddy forget to light the lamp oil today because she was too tired?"

Yang Chengan patted the dust on his hands, and with the last dim light before dark, he touched the dark room with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In the empty yard, the sound of footsteps seemed crisp and empty.

"Dad, mother, I'm back. ”

Yang Chengan shouted.

But in the dark room, no one responded to him.

"Daddy, have you eaten?"

"I'm hungry. ”

"What are you going to eat at home today?"

In the empty dark Zhuangzi, no one answered.

Yang Chengan seemed to have long been accustomed to such a scene, and he dragged the lonely figure alone to the kitchen to find food.

Yang Chengan walked into the dim kitchen, he touched the dark, moved a small bench, stood on the small bench and stood on tiptoe, carefully lying on the stove with only a vague dark outline, and uncovered the lid of the pot.

Yang Chengan smiled happily.

Sure enough, there was dinner in the pot that his father and mother specially kept for him before going to bed.

Yang Chengan stood on the small bench, trying to stand on tiptoe, and most of his body was lying on the stove, so that he could reach the dinner in the pot.

It's just that dinner is cold to the end.

The dinner that was originally hot has cooled down.

Yang Chengan sighed, it had been a long time since he had a hot meal with his parents, and every time he ate cold rice, he felt resistance and grievances in his heart.

He squatted at the kitchen door with the bowl in his hand, and tried to finish the to-day's dinner before it was completely dark.

It's just that.

Dinner had just been eaten, and Yang Chengan frowned.

"Today's food is a little rancid......"

But Yang Chengan still ate it with relish.

The last faint light before it was completely dark revealed that it was a bowl of cold, hard rice with colorful mold stains, covered with a few slices of meat......

......

......

"Little brother, it's strange to say, the little boy's voice is obviously still around the corner, and when we chase here, the person is gone. ”

"I don't know if it's a person or what?"

Shenjiabao, a corner intersection, an old Taoist priest with a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, rolled up his trouser legs, and his robe was still tied around his waist, stood at the intersection indecently, and said wonderingly to Jin'an.

"Little brother, it's dark here, and it's not a way to look for it blindly, according to the old way, in my opinion, it's better for us to find a place to lie dormant quietly and brake quietly. ”

"If Feng Zhutou and them are really trapped in this fort, there will definitely be some movement at that time. ”

"It's better than squirming like a headless fly, as you are now. ”

Jin An thought about it, and the old Taoist priest definitely made sense, so near the intersection, he casually found a family to live in.

"Little brother, why don't we choose the big Zhuangzi that looks more upscale?"

"The old way to travel to the five lakes, go south and north, usually to the land temple, the wild temple as the quilt, in this life has not lived in the big Zhuangzi. ”

"Although the dead man's underworld here, the houses here are all yin houses, but ant leg meat is also meat, and the big village of the yin house is also a yin house. ”

The old Taoist priest pointed to the intersection of the road, another dark and quiet, quiet big Zhuangzi, and did not hear any unusual movements.

"The Great Zhuangzi is too complicated to be conducive to the vigil. ”

"In case of a sudden accident, there is no way to save people in time, or rush out in time. ”

Jin An glanced at the big Zhuangzi that the old Taoist priest was referring to, and then turned his head again and stopped looking further.

"If you like to live in the Great Yin Mansion, don't worry, I will never stop you. ”

When the old Taoist priest heard Jin An say this, he smiled on his face and continued to follow Jin An with a cheeky face.

Jin An tried to open the door door from house to house, and after trying six or seven houses, he finally found the house of the villager who had his home and locked the door.

It's night.

It's deeper.

Jin An and the old Taoist priest checked the house and saw that there was no hidden danger, so they stayed.

However, in order to prevent it from being too dazzling, it will attract any danger.

The two of them did not light a lit bonfire or candle in the room, but groped in the dark.

Fortunately, after Jin An practiced martial arts, his internal organs were regulated, and his vision was already stronger than ordinary people, and he could barely see the outline of the things around him in a dark environment.

The night was getting darker.

The two of them were quietly dormant in the room.

Knowing Suosuo –

In the darkness, there was a grinding sound that looked like something was there.

"What are you doing, old god?"

"What are you touching in the dark?"

Originally, Hengdao was placed on his lap, guarding the bedside, and was in charge of the vigil while meditating and practicing, but he was so noisy by the old Taoist priest that he couldn't meditate, and opened his eyes and stared in the direction of the old Taoist priest in the dark.

In the dark, the old Taoist priest said: "Little brother, I always feel a little restless about the old Tao, so I want to take out a pen and cinnabar from the Tai Chi gossip jacket, and write some "Xingqi Golden Light Seal" to the doors and windows of this house to ward off evil spirits and exorcise demons, so as not to be attacked by evil spirits at night......

But in the end, Lao Dao found that Lao Dao's eyes were dark, like a blind man touching a river, and there was nowhere to put a pen, so I was putting the pen and cinnabar back into the blanket. ”

Then the room was quiet again.

But the old Taoist priest hadn't been quiet for long, click, click, click......

In the quiet of the night, there was a strange sound, which sounded sharp and harsh, like the sharp and piercing sound of sharp nails scratching hard objects.

"What are you doing this time, old god?"

In the darkness, Jin An opened his eyes again.

Who knows, the old Taoist priest shouted with grievances on his face: "Little brother, this time it's really not the old Taoist I made a move, this voice... It came from under the bed under my butt. ”

At this time, the expression on the old Taoist priest's face was as wonderful as it was.

He was sitting on pins and needles, he didn't dare to move his buttocks at all, and looked in the direction of Jin An for help, so he almost directly picked out and said, little brother, I have something under the bed!

Click......

Click......

The nail scratching sound continues.

Jin An listened carefully this time.

The sound of fingernails scratching was indeed coming from under the bed under the ass of the old god stick.

"What's that?"

"Old god stick, get out of the way!"

Money!

Jin An pulled out a long knife, grabbed the edge of the bed with his palm, and directly lifted the wooden bed weighing dozens of catties with one arm......

At the moment when Jin An lifted the bed, the strange sound of fingernails scratching under the bed disappeared, and there was nothing under the bed.

However!

Jin An was under the bed board and saw a dense patch, plastered with a large number of yellow talismans to ward off evil spirits.

There are no less than twenty or thirty of them, and almost all of them are almost full!

"Master Sanqing is on top!"

"It's a bad omen!"

The old Taoist priest gasped.