When they left the courtyard, the Cheng family's father and son had already walked around, so they were quite familiar with it and showed Jiang Futing the way.

This village is criss-crossed, there are many small alleys, the ground is paved with bluestone floor tiles, Cheng Da led Jiang Futing around, and muttered in a low voice: "The people of the boudoir village are really strange, you see that many of them are squatting in front of their homes or carving fierce beasts on the door bricks, and there are wind chimes hanging on the eaves, these things, although in feng shui, are to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters, but every household here has them, which is really strange......"

Jiang Futing looked at Cheng Da, shook his head slightly and said, "It's not strange~"

“？！” Cheng Da looked puzzled, but Cheng Ming came up very curiously.

Jiang Futing looked back and forth and asked, "Where is the terrain high here?" You can see the whole village clearly. ”

The father and son of the Cheng family rolled their eyes and immediately said: "Houshan~"

"Let's go, take a look~" Jiang Futing said, raising his feet and moving forward.

Cheng Da and Cheng Ming glanced at each other, both of them were a little confused, and when they saw Jiang Futing walking away, they hurriedly followed.

In the blue sky and daytime, it was rare to see people in the village, and occasionally one or two people were seen, and before the three of them could talk, they saw those villagers turn around and go back to the courtyard with a gloomy face, or directly hid.

"......" Cheng Da muttered to himself, the three of them, is there a virus or what's wrong? How do you feel that they are walking in the village, it is like doing something terrible~

Everyone ran away, but it didn't stop those people from hiding in the shadows to spy on them.

Jiang Futing could feel that countless eyes were glued to the three of them, and it wasn't until their figures were far away that those people's eyes were less.

Soon through a path, the three of them finally climbed the back mountain.

Jiang Futing found an open position and walked over with the Cheng family's father and son, as soon as he saw the location of the boudoir village, Cheng Da's face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "Hey, how did it become like this?" This...... Isn't this a place of great evil? How can you live with people?! It's nonsense! ”

Cheng Da's sense of mission as a heavenly master suddenly came up, and he scolded and shouted in his mouth: "No! I'll have to go back and tell them about this, and tell them to move out of here. ”

He had just taken two steps forward, and was immediately stopped by Jiang Futing, "They have lived there for generations, and you just say a word now to let them move, do you think they will listen to you?" ”

When Cheng Da heard this, he scolded a dirty word, and said confidently: "Then it doesn't matter?" They are also human beings, how can they do this to them, since we, as Heavenly Masters, this kind of thing touches our hands, we can't stand idly by. ”

Seeing this, Jiang Futing pressed his shoulder and said, "Don't get excited, I know you feel heartache and discomfort about this, but have you thought about it carefully?" These people live in the land of great evil, and can live a long life, I am afraid that there is a way for them to keep secrets, and if you make noise at this time, they will definitely think that we have ulterior motives, and maybe we will not be able to stay in the village at that time. ”

These words were like a basin of cold water that suddenly extinguished Cheng Da's righteous mission that had just emerged, he thought about it like this, yes, there are so many centenarians in the village, how could they not survive? When he thought about it, he figured it out.

Cheng Ming also opened his mouth to persuade: "Yes, father, don't worry, we didn't see that the feng shui layout of the house seems to be a bit special, as well as the auspicious beast on the ridge, the wind chimes on the eaves, and the fierce beast guarding the gate, such a layout is probably from the hands of others!" ”

When Cheng Da heard this, he gradually calmed down, and when he saw the eyes of his son and Jiang Futing, he snorted unhappily, "What master?!" I don't think it's a fart, otherwise how would I let everyone in the village build a house here. ”

Jiang Futing and Cheng Ming glanced at each other, twitched the corners of their mouths, and were about to take a few steps forward before speaking.

Suddenly, an old voice appeared in the forest, "Juniors, this is not a place to have fun, no one from other villages is allowed to enter, please leave quickly!" ”

"Who... Sleeping and talking?! Cheng Da turned his head suddenly, and saw a few figures in the forest, and the squeezing anger in his stomach suddenly came up, "Who are you?" How sneaky, what are you doing?! ”

The old man's temper didn't seem to be very good, and he said coldly: "Where did you get the hairy boy, don't hurry up and go back, our boudoir village does not entertain people from other villages, please leave quickly, so as not to cause trouble!" ”

Cheng Da wanted to choke a few more words, but Jiang Futing held his shoulders and shook his head to signal him not to say anything.

"Let's go, let's go back first~" Jiang Futing said in a low voice.

The father and son of the Cheng family nodded at this time, Jiang Futing raised his feet and walked away, Cheng Da still looked unhappy, "Hmph, what is it~"

After that, he followed.

The three of them returned to the old woman's house again, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw the old woman turning over the herbs, and they all smiled and took care of the old woman, who knew that the old woman just glanced at them lightly, and then turned back to his own house.

In short, I didn't want to say a word to them.

The father and son of the Cheng family touched their noses, and they offended another one.

They went back to the house, and Cheng Ming knew that they were going to speak, so he immediately closed the door neatly.

"Xiao Jiang, what do you think about this?" Cheng Da asked.

Jiang Futing looked at Jiang Futing, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "Aren't you good at measuring words and asking divination?" ”

Jiang Futing raised his chin and motioned for Cheng Da to do the math himself.

Cheng Da was stunned, patted his head, and said, "Yes, I can count it myself~"

Soon, Cheng Da picked up the beans from the courtyard outside, and he sprinkled the beans in his hand on the table, which startled him and gave him an "ah".

Jiang Futing and Cheng Ming, who heard the movement, came over, and saw Cheng Da's face change and change, colorful, "This... This is a hexagram, and within three days, there will be a blood disaster in the boudoir village. ”

"Dead people?" Jiang Futing asked.

Cheng Da frowned and said, "Yes and no, it may just be injured." ”

For a while, the three of them were silent, since the hexagram meant that something would happen, then they couldn't leave.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded, already having an idea.

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After dinner, in the evening, the three of them sat around the table, and the room was lit with oil lamps, and the light was very dim.

Jiang Futing glanced at the door diagonally opposite, it was the room where the old woman lived, and he secretly wondered to himself, this old woman was too strange, staying in the house all day.

And it had been several hours since they had returned, and he had only heard the door open once, and only saw a figure flash by and then disappear.

When Jiang Futing chased him out, the old woman was gone.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Jiang Futing went to bed early, and Cheng Da gave his son another lecture before letting him sleep with him.

slept until midnight, Jiang Futing was woken up by the complaining song as he wished.

He listened for a moment, lifted the covers, and got out of bed softly.

Just as he was about to put on his shoes, he heard Cheng Da's voice behind him, "What are you going to do?" ”

Jiang Futing was stunned for a while, and when he turned around, he saw that Cheng Da had also woken up.

"Cough, I'm ......" Jiang Futing's hand curled up slightly, pressed it to his lips and said, "Get up at night~"

"You're going to the back mountain?"

The two said at the same time, glanced at each other, Cheng Da carefully covered Cheng Ming with the quilt, and quietly got out of bed, "I'll go with you~"

Jiang Futing still wanted to persuade him, but he saw that Cheng Da had already dressed and walked to the door.

"......" Jiang Futing had no choice but to agree, quickly packed up, and set off with Cheng Da and the two.

The figures of the two soon disappeared into the night, and they had not been gone long before they heard the strange singing, sometimes far and sometimes near.

"Xiao Jiang~" Cheng Da grabbed Jiang Futing's arm, his heart was tense, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Jiang Futing raised his eyebrows, looked at Cheng Da's panicked look, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he continued to walk forward.

After a while, something appeared in the distance, white, floating in mid-air and then to the ground.

Recently, Jiang Futing and Cheng Da saw clearly that the white thing was a man in white, floating in the air.

Cheng Da's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, but Jiang Futing didn't have the slightest expression on his face, as if he had known that this was the case.

"It's... This ......" Cheng Da stammered, and he couldn't understand it for a while, no, that thing doesn't have a ghost~

"Let's take a look~" Jiang Futing said in a low voice.

Soon the two followed, and in a short time the white thing floated down and disappeared.

Cheng Daqiang had the courage to glance over there, and then took a closer look at the surrounding environment, "Isn't this the back mountain we came to in the morning?" ”

Jiang Futing nodded and said, "That's right, yes~"

Cheng Da thought in his heart not to be afraid, but he didn't hold back, swallowed his saliva, and asked Jiang Futing: "That... What is that place? ”

Jiang Futing glanced at it and said, "If I guessed correctly, it should be the ancestral tomb of Boudoir Village~"

“……”

"Xiao Jiang!"

Jiang Futing seemed to know what he was going to say, turned his head, and said indifferently: "Don't forget that you are a heavenly master~"

"......" Cheng Da cleared his throat and said, "Ah, that... What, I'm trying to ask if we're going to go over? ”

Jiang Futing didn't speak, raised his feet and walked forward, Cheng Da could only follow, and soon the two walked along the path.

Sure enough, it was a cemetery, a small hill bag, which looked lonely and strange in the dark night.

Jiang Futing was not afraid, and walked over with his feet raised, Cheng Da hung his face, so he had to raise his heels. Not long after the two left, before Cheng Da could shout this time, Jiang Futing stopped.

"You... You..."Before Cheng Da finished speaking, he followed Jiang Futing's gaze, uh, a white cloth fluttered to the ground.

"It's... This is ......" Cheng Da was surprised and undecided.

Jiang Futing walked over, his feet flicked twice, Cheng Da hurriedly stepped forward, and at this moment, he saw clearly that this white shadow was actually a rag cloth.

Jiang Futing didn't speak, raised his feet and went to the cemetery, and Cheng Da hurriedly followed.

Soon, the two walked along the cemetery, and Jiang Futing stopped not long after he left.

Cheng Da looked at Jiang Futing's gaze suspiciously, and soon he saw footprints on the ground.

“？？”

At this moment, several beams of light came from the forest, Jiang Futing reacted quickly, and dragged Cheng Da behind the grass, and the two quietly hid.

After a while, two trembling voices sounded.

"Brother Lin, it's eerie here, let's go~"

"Shut up!"

Two young men who looked to be in their early twenties, with lamps in their hands, slowly moved towards here.

"Ringo~"

"Don't make trouble, the village chief told us to pay special attention to the movements of the ancestral tomb and report to them at any time."

"But ......"

The baby-faced young man wanted to speak, but was interrupted by his companion shaking his head.

Soon, the two walked around the ancestral tomb before leaving with the lamp.

After they left, Jiang Futing and Cheng Da also sensed that it was not early, so they went back.