Early the next morning, Bai Tang went to step on the spot as he said the night before, and Ning Yuan no longer hid it, asked for a new paper figure from Bai Tang, and took Yu Youyi out again to follow someone.

This time, he was conclusive and promised in person that he would not enter the mountain casually alone.

However, according to the battle in this mountain forest, even if he wants to enter, he can't get in with this power of binding chickens.

Jiang Futing was basking in the sun in the front yard, the weight of his body was all hanging on the back of the chair, and he was rocking the stool leisurely with his eyes closed.

He wanted to see if he could see yesterday's things again, but he didn't have a superfluous vision.

Everything yesterday was like an occasional coincidence, but he bumped into it by mistake.

The sun's rays move upwards and upwards over the head little by little over time, and after a long period of time, the current time can be determined by the sense of light and heat alone.

The scorching sun for several days did not darken his skin a little, and if you got closer, you could even see a light and transparent mist on his fair face.

While waiting, he naturally absorbed the yin and yang qi of the mountains and forests, and operated in his body on his own.

However, the supreme yang energy of this mountain forest seems to be much richer than that in the city, and it is effortless to absorb, it feels like gold that should have been panning for a long time, but he suddenly hit a mountain of gold, which is everywhere.

Could it be that where the natural environment is good, even the quality of yang energy is a few points better?

Jiang Futing was unreasonable, originally just following what he was doing, and his thinking diverged casually, but he didn't expect to hit it crookedly, thinking about it, he suddenly felt wrong!

No matter how good the environment is, can the pure yang qi be everywhere?

It's gold, it's not sand, and it's the purest gold!

Since it is impossible, where does the pure yang qi in the mountains and forests come from?

He snapped his eyes open, just in front of the blazing white sun above his head.

It was almost time for him to go out, he pursed his lips, and a thought welled up in his heart: Could this be the reason why these ghosts can't show up during the day.

Judging from "Thousands of Taoism", ghosts can't appear in the sun, usually because there are two reasons: one is that the Tao is not enough, and the other is that the exuberant yang qi in the daytime will suppress them to death.

It is likely that Yu Youyi found them just to facilitate her movements, after all, at night, none of the villagers came out, even if she wanted to check something, she couldn't find out.

And the biggest difference between Yu Youyi and these ghosts is that Yu Youyi can enter the house, but all the ghosts that belong to this mountain forest can't enter.

As he pondered, he had already picked up the branches at his feet and stumbled most of the way.

On the way to Li Liang's house, he didn't hide it too much, after all, Li Yu, who can pierce the sky, how could he cover up the relationship he played with him.

Basically, more than half of the people in the village know that Li Yu has been playing well with mutes recently, and he is desperately sticking it to people like a kraft candy.

Most people don't talk about it, but they know that most of the people in the village chief's family are there

I fell in love with this dumb man, and sooner or later I had to buy it back.

Therefore, occasionally one or two people will accidentally bump into someone on the road, and they will not stop him.

There is even an occasional talkative person, who will hypocritically pile up a warm smile and take the initiative to greet him: "Go to Li Yu to play?" ”

Jiang Futing had no choice but to be polite with three points, and the remaining seven points were still nodding indifferently.

However, there were not many people coming and going in the village at this point, and when he walked to the door of the village chief's house, he met a total of three or five people.

He stopped at the gate, knocked twice, and waited.

No one opened the door.

That's not good to be dumb, you can't talk or scream, you can only wait quietly outside.

Jiang Futing had to knock a few more times.

I waited for a while, but no one opened it.

It's normal for the village chief to be not at home, but I didn't expect Li Yu to be at home either.

When he came out, he circled around the clearing, and there was not half a muddy monkey, and he was not seen.

Could it be that there are other activities today that they don't know about?

Judging from the current situation, it is impossible to find out the news of the village chief, so we can only find a way to get the bell out first.

At this point, for the first time in his life, Jiang Futing felt that he was a thief who stole chickens and dogs.

In the past, he acted confidently, and he could not be surprised even if he fell into the ghost cave, but the moment the thought came to mind, he had already been thrown out of the clouds.

Obviously, his steps are so light that he can't even see ghosts, and his alertness is so high that even half an ant can't get into his body, but he still has to look back and look left and right step by step.

I'm afraid that someone who shouldn't come out will suddenly appear in the back and catch him.

He half-groped and half-groped to the window of Li Yu's room, stood quietly against the wall for a while, as if rushing to the battlefield, and took a deep breath with a nervous expression.

He poked his head into the window, and his sharp gaze quickly swept around the room, and there was no one there.

His fingertips poked out an extremely fine gray, and Jiang Futing faintly slipped through the crack in the window and opened the window lock.

The moment the lock was opened, he didn't hesitate, pushed the window open, and jumped in with one hand on the windowsill.

Jiang Futing closed the window with his hand, and a glimmer of light finally penetrated into the room, and he was cut off again, leaving only black paint.

Like Amin's house, as soon as the living room door is closed in broad daylight, there is nothing to see, and it is really like a coffin.

Now was not the time to think too much, and as soon as he landed, he began to make quick judgments.

It was absolutely impossible for Li Yu's room to hide the bell, so he walked out of the door very decisively and rushed to the living room first.

The bell form is not too big, and it has been a long time, only when Li Liang rings the bell, it will emit the luster of energy, if you want to hide it, it is really not easy to find it when you don't know anything about this thing.

Jiang Futing fumbled in the living room for a while, the living room in the countryside is generally very simple, facing the door, with a large table of eight immortals in the middle, and a hanging painting that almost occupies the entire wall will be hung on the wall of the entrance.

In the picture is a person sitting upright, this person

He looks old, although his eyes are closed, but he can feel the aura on his body through the picture.

He twisted the dust in one hand and dragged a white crescent moon in the shape of a curved tadpole, round to pointed, with an unfathomable circle in the middle of its rounded head.

Just looking at it like this is like sucking people in.

He always felt that this thing was a bit like half of the Yin and Yang Taiji diagram.

On the far right of the picture is also inscribed with a row of vertical characters written with a brush: Respect for the Ancestor of Changsheng, Shangyang Yuanling Tianzun.

This man is the founder of the Immortal Sect.

Jiang Futing looked at it twice more and wrote down the person's appearance and characteristics.

Probably how many people who have been cultivated and baptized by the Damen Sect, in terms of clothing and shape, they are still quite dignified, and their clothes are fluttering, and they can be regarded as a bit of an immortal.

However, don't the villagers in this village all believe in the mountain god, and if they want to hang the portrait of the mountain god, why did they hang the ancestor of the immortal sect.

He looked at it for a moment, and with a burst of brains, he strung together two identities that were not related.

Isn't it possible that the mountain god and the founder of the Immortal Sect are the same person?

It is not difficult to understand why there are so many corpse golems and controlled ghosts on the mountain.

That bell must also be a unique magic weapon in the Immortal Sect, and to ordinary people, it is like a divine object, and it cannot be violated at will. Since it is such an important treasure, it should be hidden in a secret place that will not be desecrated by him.

It's best to keep it all the time, so that you can protect your family.

With a general range in mind, he didn't waste time in those impossible rooms, and walked directly to Li Liang's bedroom.

Unexpectedly, his room was locked like a thief, Jiang Futing pressed it down, but he didn't push it open.

Even though he knew that there was no one, he still habitually looked around, and only then did his fingertips tap on the lock hole, and the turbidity climbed in like an earthworm, and after two seconds, "Click! "A bang.

As soon as he pushed the door, a smell of old and body sweat suddenly came to his face, and he didn't even know how long the smell of smoke had been backlogged, entangled in the dampness, and it was so smelly and choking that people subconsciously felt nauseous.

Jiang Futing forcibly endured the suffocating smell and forced himself to step into the room indifferently.

This room is not even tidy enough for a child to clean up on his own.

Not to mention the dust floating in the sky, the most basic clothes are spread all over the floor, I don't know how long those clothes have not been washed, most of them are stained with mud, large patches of dirt are so bad that they change color, and there is an indescribable sour smell when they are gathered together.

A pile of chemical and biological weapons alive.

Jiang Futing used to often dislike Bai Tang's sloppy living habits, such a comparison is a trivial matter.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, and tried to hurry up and quickly search for the whereabouts of the bell, but he didn't expect to rummage back and forth in the house twice, and there was no landing at all.

In addition to the fact that the house is the most private and safe place for a person, where else can it be hidden?

Li Liang's room furnishings are also very simple, one wooden bed, one none

A square table with drawers, and a wardrobe that was rotten in the corner and had only one door left. There was only one page of the door, the hinge seemed to be loose, and the door was ajar and hung in the air, as if it was struggling to hold on.

Jiang Futing stood at the door, taking in the room at a glance.

He doesn't know much about Li Liang, and Li Yu rarely talks about it. The only impression is that he can't help but say that he is arrogant and unreasonable to abuse his power and shut down the firewood house.

If you have to say something different, it is Li Liang's doting and unconditional trust in the face of his son, and ······

Last night was only ten minutes before and after, but the whole person was shrouded in the smell of residual candles before the wind.

Such a person is too ignorant to guess his habit of receiving things.

Just when he was at a loss, there was a violent knock from the door, "Knock knock! ”

It doesn't sound like a knocker, it's more like a person who comes to the door to stir up trouble and slam the door.

"Knock knock!" The sound of kicking the door was still ringing one after another, and every time the people outside knocked, it was like a drummer's hammer hitting his chest.

How can this be true for ordinary people to visit!

Jiang Futing saw that the situation was wrong, so he immediately calmed down and quickly swept around the house, only to find that there was no hiding place in this house!

Even the toilet stove is not easy to hide.

This knock on the door is imposing, who knows how many people will be outside, will they come in and search the house with great fanfare, if they really search the house and find him, it will really be a failure!

"Li Liang, come out for me! Don't think you're hiding and you're gone! You can't hide! The people outside seemed to have lost patience and shouted domineeringly.

The voice is a woman, and if you look closely, you will feel that this voice is a little familiar.

(End of chapter)