Receiving Wuming's consent, Liu Ziang and Xu Ling both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Three corpses and nine insects, three corpses and nine insects." Secretly, Liu Ziang raised his hand and gently knocked on the table.

"Three corpses and nine insects! Luckily the fat man wasn't there, otherwise he would have been scared silly. ”

Just after speaking, Liu Ziang sighed softly again, "But then again, it would be nice if the fat man was here." With his ability, maybe he can really deal with three corpses and nine insects. ”

After that, he hurriedly looked at Xu Ling, "Miss Xu, then again, how long will it take for the fat man to be there?" ”

"I've been paying attention to it." Xu Ling glared at Liu Ziang, got up and took Ling'er's fleshy little hand.

"You'll be okay tonight, right?" Then, she asked Liu Ziang again.

Liu Ziang also got up, shook his head at Xu Ling, and then turned around and arched his hand to Wuming.

"Little Master, there should be nothing to do tonight. Let's go and rest first. ”

Wuming also nodded, "Tomorrow after breakfast, let's leave for the temple where I became a naturalist." ”

"The mountains are high and the road is long, even with our foot strength, it will take some time."

After saying that, Wuming also got up.

He nodded to Liu Ziang and Xu Ling, and finally smiled at Xiao Ling'er, and took the lead in walking towards the apse.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, just as Liu Ziang, Xu Ling and Ling'er also turned around together, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

It's very quiet.

But it's very transparent.

After penetrating through the gate not far away, it hit the ears of Liu Ziang, Xu Ling and Wuming like thunder.

All three stopped at the same time.

Then they looked at each other.

The eyes of the three of them were full of surprise!

The villagers in the mountain village are all in the cemetery.

And this day of the immortal sacrifice is definitely of great significance to the villagers.

It was definitely not a villager who knocked on the door.

But if it weren't for the villagers, who else could it be in the middle of the night?

Who would go to such a ravine, climb up the mountainside, and knock on the door of the mountain village?

"Bang bang bang!"

A distant and dull knock on the door rang out again.

And this time, the faces of the three changed again.

Although there were still doubts, there was no surprise.

The three of them glanced at the people around them again, then turned around and walked towards the door.

Firm steps.

"Bang bang bang!"

When they reached the door, the knock was heard again!

Liu Ziang immediately took a step forward and opened the door of Yizhuang with lightning speed.

At the same moment, Wuming's body bowed slightly.

Xu Ling quickly protected Ling'er behind him, and his fist was slightly clenched.

However, in the next second, everyone paused.

I saw an old man with extremely long and unkempt hair standing outside Yizhuang, and his clothes were ragged.

The old man didn't know from which mound he crawled out of.

Covered in mud.

Liu Ziang sniffled, and even smelled a very pungent earthy smell.

The old man was about seventy years old, and his face was full of wrinkles.

But a pair of eyes are bright.

But on the contrary, the eyes in these bright eyes were radiant and depressed.

It's like a soul wandering for nine days, and hysteria attacks.

Looking at his clothes again, they are tattered, but you can see that the craftsmanship is very old.

It is an ancient linen robe.

Glancing at the old man, Liu Ziang couldn't help but turn his head and look at Xu Ling.

In modern society, there are groups that like the old style.

There are also many little girls who like Han-style ancient costumes and occasionally wear them.

But to be honest, it is really rare to find a woman like Xu Ling, who wears ancient style all the time, whether on major occasions or in daily life.

Unexpectedly, now I actually see another one.

Judging by the tattered nature of the robe on this old man's body, he must have worn it day and night.

Just a look, Xu Ling saw what Liu Ziang was playing in his heart.

She immediately glared at Liu Ziang, then stepped forward and asked the old man.

"Old man, where are you coming from?"

The old man didn't answer Xu Ling's question, but craned his neck to look at Yizhuang.

"Excuse me, does anyone play chess?"

After looking at it for a while, a deep inquiry came from the old man's throat.

"Playing chess?" Liu Ziang, Xu Ling, and Wuming all frowned.

In the middle of the night, an old man who came out of nowhere still wants to find someone to play chess?

"Uncle, do you want to play chess? Is it chess, or is it Go? While asking, Xu Ling turned his head to look at Wuming.

I want to ask him if this old man is a villager in a mountain village.

Wuming was thorough, and he also understood what Xu Ling meant.

He lowered his head slightly and shook his head at Xu Ling in a very small amount.

"Nobody plays chess."

However, the old man still did not answer Xu Ling's question.

He muttered to himself, and shook his head to himself.

"After so many years, why is it that no one still plays chess. Why is there still no one? ”

From beginning to end, the old man paid no attention to the crowd.

By this moment, he had turned around, and as he paced, he kept muttering.

"So many years!"

"How long will it take?"

"How long will it take?"

"Where are you?"

"When will you come?"

"How long will it take to finish that game?"

"I can't wait."

"It's painful."

A low murmur, like the cry of a night owl under the moon.

It's both deep and weird.

If it is an ordinary person, in such an environment, it will definitely make the scalp hairy.

However, Liu Ziang and the others just frowned, secretly thinking about what the old man said.

"Little Master, could this be Uncle Zhang's old acquaintance." Seeing the old man drifting away, Xu Ling turned his head to Wuming and asked.

Wuming shook his head decisively without thinking about it.

"It's not!"

"Ahh

As soon as Wuming's voice fell, a miserable scream suddenly came out.

It's the old man's.

He suddenly raised his head and roared loudly at the full moon that hung high in the sky after the clouds had cleared.

"I can't stand it!"

"I want to die, I want to die!"

He roared loudly twice, then turned his head sharply and walked wildly.

Liu Ziang's faces changed at the same time.

The old man actually ran towards the edge of the platform outside Yizhuang.

Everyone knows what he wants to do.

Almost at the same time, the three of them all raised their steps and rushed towards the old man.

The physical fitness of the three of them has long surpassed the limits of ordinary people.

At this moment, I am also running with all my might.

However, the old man's house was not far from the edge of the cliff.

The three of them rushed wildly, even when the old man was on the edge.

But after all, it was still a step too late.

The old man, who rushed to the edge of the cliff, raised his feet and jumped down the cliff.

When the old man fell, the three of them reached the edge of the cliff.

Without hesitation, Liu Ziang and Wuming jumped down at the same time!

The cliffs are steep!

The old man jumped out again.

Even if Liu Ziang and Wuming wanted to save people, they could only jump out together.

After jumping, there will be nowhere to borrow.

After the two of them jumped out, they kicked their feet on the edge of the cliff to borrow their strength, so that they could speed up a little bit down.

However, even both men had exhausted the methods they had come up with.

After jumping off the cliff, he still didn't speed up much.

Three people, in a triangular trend, fell down.

Although the mountain is high, the ground is only halfway up the mountain.

It doesn't take long for it to hit the ground.

The thin old man will surely be stoned to death.