At this time, Ke Xing remembered her brother's entrustment, she should take care of He Zhi and Doudou after dark, and immediately exchange her husband to put the bowl after eating and wait for her to wash it, she wanted to go to her brother's house to accompany He Zhi.

"Are you still worried that your brother and daughter-in-law will see something unclean? Didn't she go to worship Huang Banxian with Ke Yang today? ”

Liu Dakuan put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, Ke Xing didn't answer him, walked into the back room quickly and knocked on the door, and pushed the door in without waiting for He Zhi to invite her into the house.

"Wow, what are you doing?"

Ke Xing entered the door and found He Zhi stunned at the window next to the bed, she was also startled, looked out the window and saw nothing, hurriedly went over and patted He Zhi's arm.

"He Zhi, did you see anything again?"

“……”

He Zhi relieved herself and didn't speak, she reached out and wiped her forehead, her forehead was not feverish, the picture she saw just now was not her hallucination, it was as real as yesterday. It's just that today's miserable white face is not sitting on the edge of the bed, but sticking to the glass window in front of the bed.

She took the pillow that Doudou was holding and put it away, let Doudou lie down and prepare to tell Doudou a bedtime story, and inadvertently turned her head to look at the face on the window pane.

At that time, He Zhi felt as if her heartbeat had stopped, and her breathing seemed to sink into the dantian, and she seemed to be the only one in the room, silent, and the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

The face was expressionless, and its gaze was glued to the window, as if it was unaware of He Zhi's surprised and frightened gaze as she looked at her.

When Ke Xing came in to speak, that face slowly disappeared.

"Auntie, I want to hear the story."

Doudou pulled He Zhi's sleeve.

"Okay, I'll talk about it right away."

He Zhi looked at Ke Xing and looked much calmer.

"It's nothing, it seems a little uncomfortable just now."

He Zhi didn't want to create any more topics for the Ke family.

"If you're not feeling well, go to bed and lie down, and I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

"Oh no, I'm not thirsty. Sit here and help me tell Doudou a story. ”

Ke Yang is not here, and having Ke Xing can also make her feel a little more at ease.

"My brother doesn't know where he's gone, and he can't get through to the phone. My mom got drunk alone at my aunt's house and had to stay at my aunt's house for one night, and my mom used to never stay at anyone else's house. I'm really getting old and I can't stay at home......"

"Auntie, I want to hear the story."

After waiting for a long time without waiting for the story, Doudou pulled He Zhi's sleeve again.

"Aunt He Zhi is uncomfortable, is it okay to let Aunt Apricot tell Doudou a story?"

Ke Xing sat on the edge of Doudou's bed, patting Doudou while telling an old story.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, that mountain was called Jigu Mountain, and there was a yellow half-immortal ...... at the foot of Jigu Mountain."

Hearing Huang Banxian's name at such a time, He Zhi's heart was very uncomfortable, but she was embarrassed to stop Ke Xing's kindness in telling Doudou a story on her behalf.

She knew that Ke Yang must be at Huang Banxian's house at this time, and she couldn't get through to Ke Yang's phone, Ke Yang should have adjusted the phone to airplane mode.

At the foot of Jigu Mountain, the night seems to be extraordinarily quiet, and the icy air seems to make people feel more chilly than elsewhere.

A yellow light lit up in the courtyard of Huang Banxian, and the figure reflected on the window pane looked like a man.

Everyone in the villagers of Jigu Mountain knows that Huang Banxian only lives with her nephew and daughter-in-law, and they never socialize with anyone except for paying homage to others. At this time, the figure of the man reflected on the window pane looked incredible.

Ke Yang clinged to the red brick wall, staring at the man's figure lengthening and shrinking, and then disappearing from sight.

The yellow light suddenly dimmed, and it was estimated that only the other party's hazy face could be seen in such a dim light.

The mountain wind whistled and swept by, and a cold wind poured into Ke Yang's cotton jacket. In order to facilitate his movement, he deliberately wore a thin cotton jacket, and in such a cold mountain night, the chill quickly hit his whole body. He didn't feel the cold at the moment, he had to witness his speculation, and his heart was full of passion.

The cat leaned over to the window, and although he couldn't hear the people in the house, he could see two shadowy figures in the room through the half-drawn curtains.

The man and the woman leaned together, as if they were about to go to bed, and as if they were whispering. Women wear their hair in a high bun, and men raise their hands from time to time to twist their noses.

Huang Banxian's niece and daughter-in-law and Ma Yong really have a leg!

Ke Yang didn't come to catch the traitor, he wanted to find out if Huang Banxian was coerced by Ma Yong and her so-called niece and daughter-in-law to pretend to be a psychic immortal in Jigu Mountain to cheat money.

As long as Huang Banxian's confession is confirmed, he can send Ma Yong and the woman to the police station to report the case.

He had already scouted when he came during the day, and Huang Banxian's abode should have been in the room where he met with the believers.

For Ke Yang, who is professionally trained, it is not difficult to pick the lock and enter the house. He dodged like a shadow and leaped in front of the dark screen.

Everything in the room was the same as when he came during the day, except that there was no incense burning on the low table. There was a small door behind the dark screen, and the small door was tightly closed, presumably locked from the inside.

Ke Yang was not in a hurry to go in, he wanted to check the secrets in the low table first.

Pull open the drawer of the low table where Huang Banxian sat during the day. In the drawer was a pair of copper-plated scissors, a stack of gold-sprinkled yellow straw paper, a lamb's pen, and a box of red ink.

Ke Yang couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and after thinking about it, maybe Huang Banxian or her assistant had put all the props in other places to fool people, and only put them in the drawer of the low table when needed.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound in the small door behind the screen, as if something wooden had fallen to the ground.

Ke Yang stretched out his hand and pushed the small door, and the small door was locked from the inside. He took out a silver card from his pocket and quickly inserted it into the crack of the door, flicked it up and down a few times, and the small door creaked open.

There were no windows in the house, and it was pitch black.

Ke Yang stood at the door for a moment, and finally could see a blurred shadow in front of him. A long figure hung directly in front of him, like a thin stub hanging from the roof, still swaying slightly.

Realizing that it was the figure of Huang Banxian hanging on the house lamp, Ke Yang hurriedly looked for the switch of the lamp.

Where the light was on, Huang Banxian's blue face just turned to the top of Ke Yang's head.

"Ahh

Ke Yang picked up the chair that fell on the ground, kicked on the chair and untied Huang Banxian. Reached out and tried it under her nose, and the faint breath was only out but not in.

"Auntie can't die!"

Ke Yang quickly pressed Huang Banxian's chest, and then Ma Yong, who heard the movement, ran in, and then the woman with high hair who came in saw Huang Banxian lying on the ground silently as if she was dead, so she screamed in fright and pounced.

"Auntie, auntie!"

The woman howled twice, suddenly stood up and grabbed Ke Yang's collar.

"Why do you want to kill my aunt, you go to the Public Security Bureau with me."

Ke Yang was so engrossed in Huang Banxian that he didn't expect someone to pull him by the collar. Feeling the ups and downs of his chest pressed by his hands, Ke Yang broke away from the woman's hand and turned his face to stare at the woman's face.

"I'm going to call the police."

The woman took her mobile phone and called 110 to call the police as she spoke.