Along with the boy's corpse, the branches of the locust tree were smashed.

After being burned by a drop of my blood, the locust tree's dark blue eyes and huge mouth disappeared, and it turned into an ordinary tree again.

I snorted coldly, "It's really a toast and don't eat and drink!" ”

As soon as the boy's body was dragged ashore, I called Mai Mendong and asked her to notify the families to claim the child's body.

Not long after, a group of people from Wuyang rushed over from the direction of the stone bridge, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least a hundred people.

The leader is a crane-haired, stiff old man.

He was on a rattan cane, staring at the little boy's corpse with old yellow eyes, and swept over me.

Judging from the "qi" emitted by Lao Suo's body, she is one hundred and seventy-six years old this year!

Presumably, this person is Shi Chengxian, the village chief in Shi Jianguo's mouth!

More than 100 villagers, not the slightest surprise at the child's death, but their faces were gloomy, and they gathered around the little boy's corpse, whispering something.

It is enough to see that they have known about the boy's death for a long time!

The boy's body was floating on the water, and several men in the village stood on the shore watching, and no one wanted to go down to salvage it.

Soon after, a village brought a bamboo pole, but they never thought that the first thing they picked up was the broken locust branch.

When the branches were fished up, the stubble was drenched with red blood, as if it was alive.

A young girl took out a clean white cloth and wrapped the branches tightly.

As for the boy's body, it was dragged ashore haphazardly, wet and left unattended.

Soon, the villagers took a hoe and shovel, dug a big pit under the locust tree, dragged the boy's body into the pit, and then put the wrapped locust branch in the boy's arms.

The pit was filled in, and there wasn't even a tombstone on it.

Hundreds of people in the village circled around the big locust tree, knelt on the ground in unison, bowed to the locust tree with five hearts, and muttered some incantation in their mouths.

As the incantation was chanted, the leaves of the locust tree made a rustling sound, and the original stubble was quickly pulled out of the young leaves and re-emerged branches.

I stood aside, silently watching the strange scene.

Lao Suo walked closer, and his wrinkled old face squeezed out a grim smile, "Mr. Li, you go to rest first, and we will deal with the matter here." ”

"Okay."

When I turned to leave, Qin Lan asked in a puzzled whisper, "Let's just leave?" ”

I said, "People have been dead for too long, and there is no point in us staying here." ”

"If there's a girl on the verge of death as I expected, maybe we can help......"

Qin Lan seemed to want to ask something, and I made a gesture of booing, "There are many people, be cautious." ”

……

Walking along the lakeside path for 120 steps, a three-story Western-style villa is impressively presented in front of you.

Therefore, the place is backed by the mountain wall, the structure of the house is irregular trapezoidal, the courtyard is narrow, and the house looks particularly bloated.

The blue-gray floor tiles, the white walls covered with a layer of loess, and the sharp towers, are particularly eerie in the moonlight.

The righteous one in the gate is auspicious, and the one who lives in the corner of the wall is fierce. The entrance door is too close to the corner of the wall, protruding outside, and the feng shui is oblique.

Those who commit this evil will not have enough money, otherwise their families will be ruined.

The doorbell rang, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of me, holding my hand with a red face.

"Mr. Li, please come inside, I have cleaned up the room, and I have prepared wine and food, just waiting for you to pick up the wind and wash the dust."

I couldn't help frowning and asked, "Are you Shi Jianguo's son?" ”

"That's right. My name is Shi Geng, you can call me Xiao Shi. ”

Shi Geng took my hand and said with great enthusiasm: "Thank you for traveling thousands of miles to handle my father's funeral......"

The white-haired old father was lying on the hospital bed dying, and Shi Geng, as his own son, was full of red light, as if he was introducing me to a trivial matter.

Shi Geng was still chattering, and I walked into the villa with Qin Yin with an expressionless face.

On the table of eight immortals in the living room on the first floor, a table of delicacies is placed. Sauce elbows, squirrel fish, and whole salt-baked chicken are all steaming.

Qin Lan swallowed his saliva, glanced at me secretly, and grabbed the corner of my clothes without saying a word.

The phone rang, Shi Geng glanced at the caller number, and his face suddenly turned red, "Mr. Li, you eat first, I'll go to the office to deal with something." ”

"Go ahead."

Shi Geng's face was ruddy, and a black-red blood hemorrhoid appeared in the center of his eyebrows. Feng Shui is said to have a windfall tonight.

However, the red mole in the center of the eyebrows is bloody, which represents a windfall and is accompanied by a bloody disaster.

This physiognomy is in response to the feng shui pattern of the oblique door and the corners.

The oblique door breaks the wealth, and the windfall will attract natural disasters!

After Shi Geng returned to the office, Qin Lan cautiously asked, "Master, can I eat it?" ”

"Yes."

Qin Lan happily tore off an elbow and was about to stuff it into his mouth, his delicate appearance was particularly cute.

Before the meat could be swallowed, Qin Lan suddenly froze, and after listening for a while, he suddenly said vaguely: "Master, did you hear someone shouting for help?" ”

I didn't answer, but gestured to the plate, "Don't worry so much, eat first." ”

At this point, I already had a physical body, and I had to rely on food for energy.

After eating and drinking enough, I took Qin Lan to the second floor. All doors are semi-open, and there are four rooms in total, so you can choose from them.

Qin Lan pinched the corner of my clothes and said nervously, "Master, I'm a little scared, can I sleep with you tonight?" ”

"Yes."

There are many dangers in Changshou Village, Qin Lan is not under my nose, and I am not at ease.

The large double bed is covered with goose-down blankets and satin. The old paintings hanging on the walls are all authentic, and they are very particular about the decoration and structure.

I casually pulled a blanket and spread it on the balcony, sat down cross-legged and meditated with my eyes closed, and instructed Qin Lan, "You rest early." ”

"Master, can I learn to meditate with you?"

"I can't."

"Oh."

……

It's not that I don't teach, but only those who are deeply cultivated can meditate instead of sleep.

A few minutes passed, Qin Lan breathed evenly and fell asleep, and I slowly opened my eyes.

From the moment I entered this room, I knew something was wrong!

In the southeast corner of the second floor, I could feel the breath of human existence, but the person's breath was faint and accompanied by a certain amount of turbid death, which looked particularly weird......

Just as I was about to go out to check, Qin Lan, who was sleeping, suddenly sat up from the bed.

Her pretty face was pale, and fine beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead, "Master, I had a nightmare!" I dreamed of a girl who was hanged on a big locust tree, bleeding from seven holes, and was constantly shouting to me for help! ”