But at the moment, Jiang Futing obviously didn't have extra time to take care of this, just after he finished looking around the room, the woman outside howled, and seeing that no one answered inside, she was impatient to lock the door!

Obviously, this woman really has the skill of stealing chickens and dogs, and within three or two clicks, he heard the sound of a jingling bell outside the door.

The heavy lock, which was supposed to be wrapped around the door, was opened. After the chain was opened, the woman outside barely paused, and in the next second, she extended her magic grip to the door lock.

Jiang Futing looked at the door lock that was being pounded at the moment, and under all the tension, his pupils slowly condensed, and there was a "click" and "click" in the keyhole, which sounded like a life-urging charm.

Gotta find a place they don't dare to search!

He turned his head, and was about to look around quickly, when his gaze flowed past the huge painting on the wall, but suddenly he paused, and his dark eyes suddenly lit up in the dim room.

There is a one-meter-high locker under the painting, on which are some fruit bowls, a candlestick on each side, and a copper incense burner in the middle, which looks like a tripod in all directions.

It seems that the locker was used by Li Liang as an offering table, but the candles and incense on it seemed to have been burned out long ago, and there was not even a residual smell in the air.

Jiang Futing had just searched this cabinet and knew that there were only a few packets of candles and incense wrapped in oiled paper in this cabinet, which could accommodate people, so he immediately opened the cabinet door without hesitation and went in.

Since these people believe in the mountain gods, they must not dare to offend the side of the Taiwan at will.

And the moment he closed the cabinet door, "Click! "The outside door was violently opened.

This was followed by a very soft "Jingle bell!" It was so thin that it was like a needle falling to the ground, and no one noticed it at all, and before Jiang Futing had time to calm down his heart, he was immediately mentioned to the tip of the knife again.

If this voice was placed in the past, he might not have noticed it, and even if he heard it, he would only think that he had heard it wrong, but he was really brainwashed by the ringing bell for so long last night, even if there was a row of different bells in front of him, he could pick it out with such a sound.

Since you can hear this sound, it means that the bell is indeed in the living room, and it must have missed some inconspicuous place.

As he held his breath and pondered, the women outside had already led three young men into the living room.

The woman shouted loudly, not giving any face: "Li Liang, you come out for me!" Don't hide! Since you are the head of a village, you should know that this matter involves the lives of our entire village, and you can't harm the whole village for your own selfish desires! ”

Jiang Futing hid in the cabinet and listened to this familiar voice, twisted his eyebrows and recalled, and suddenly remembered who this person was!

Isn't it just to look at the hostess of Zhou Qi's house?

The dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory can still say such serious things like a human being.

The woman paused for a moment after shouting domineeringly, and the room was still quiet, and even a few flies could be heard flying by.

She was unwilling

After a cursory look at the house, he continued to threaten: "I'll tell you! Your betrayal of the mountain god is not your own thing! Instead, we will bury hundreds of lives in our village with you!

Her voice was indignant, reasonable, and she could hear that the three men she had brought with her on the side were all filled with righteous indignation, and they shouted one after another:

"Why are you special, which family in our village didn't come here like this? Why do you want all of us to suffer with you because you are alone? ”

"Since you are the village head, of course, you must focus on the overall development of our village, if you will only use this name to seek power and profit for yourself, what kind of village chief are you, it is not as good as a wild dog in my family!"

"That's right! You are the village head, is your life more expensive, we are ordinary villagers, and our cheap life is so worthless in your eyes? ”

Several people scolded one after another, but there was still no abnormal movement in the room.

The woman in the lead frowned, she raised her hand and gestured, and the other three immediately fell silent like obedient chickens.

All of a sudden, the whole house returned to its previous empty silence.

She stood with her back to the door, and the strong sunlight outside the house was shining in from behind her, illuminating her back, but the front was becoming more and more gloomy.

The cabinet where Jiang Futing was staying was facing the light at the door, and the sunlight just happened to spread on the entire surface of the grandfather's hanging paintings.

The cabinet was slightly blocked by the Eight Immortals Table, only a small part of it was exposed, but because it was in disrepair, if you got closer, you could see the vaguely hidden figures inside along the gap between the two doors.

He was pondering in the cabinet what these people had just said, why did he say that the village chief had betrayed the mountain god, and he wanted the whole village to accompany him to suffer?

Didn't the mountain god do something to him last night?

But before he could figure it out, he felt as if he was being targeted by someone outside, and the back of his neck was subconsciously a little cold.

He nodded slightly along the crack in the door, just in time to bump into the woman who was looking at him without saying a word!

It was as if the gaze had already caught him, piercing through the narrow gap like a knife, stabbing at his eyeballs.

Jiang Futing's heartbeat suddenly burst violently!

The next moment, the woman raised her hand and commanded the three people on the side: "You go and search first, are those two people hiding somewhere?" ”

As soon as she gave the order, the three people on the side immediately assigned a room to search very doggy.

After the three of them had gone their separate ways, she put down her hand and approached the painting very slowly, as if to take the prey that had fallen into her trap, for fear of disturbing the other party.

Jiang Futing solemnly watched her approach to his side, but he didn't panic in his heart, and he was full of thoughts about how to make the ancestral master on his head appear in a normal way.

However, this woman's intuition was unusually powerful, and he was a little worried, if he really borrowed the spirit of the ancestor to appear, would he be exposed.

It's just that before he could think about it so much, as the woman got closer and closer, the rough face turned out to be a little familiar.

The woman stopped in front of him, separated only by a cabinet door

distance, but she raised her head at this time, looked at the painting of her grandfather, and bowed three times very solemnly.

Jiang Futing did not let his guard down at will because of his move.

Sure enough, the next second after the woman finished worshipping, she lowered her head again, and at this distance, no matter whether the person was blind or not, she could see whether there was anyone in the cabinet!

Just as her eyes were about to catch a glance, the three men who had just dispersed to search the house gathered back with quick movements, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Sister Xiu'e! I've searched all over it, but there's no one at all! ”

"I even looked at the toilet, but I couldn't find anyone!"

"I just ran to the firewood house and the backyard, and there are none."

The woman turned her head sideways and answered vaguely, and her eyes were about to drift here, intentionally or unintentionally, when she was noticed by a man with good eyes.

"Sister Xiu'e, you don't want to check this cabinet, do you?"

When he mentioned this, the other two people noticed that they were slow to react, looked at her together, and then looked at the huge paintings on the wall.

Although it is only a portrait, it is inexplicably indescribably deterrent!

Wu Xiu'e didn't say anything, since she didn't deny it, it means that she does have this intention.

The three men were almost frightened to death by her bold idea, and the man who had just taken the lead in speaking immediately stopped her: "No matter how you say this, it's all the mountain god's offering platform, you can't find it!" ”

"No matter how bold Li Liang is, it is impossible for him to directly offend the mountain god! I can't say for sure, it's hard to save my life tonight! Offended the mountain god, without protection, how could he survive the night! ”

"Sister Xiu'e, be sensible, don't mess around! Offend the mountain god directly, even you may be punished, don't be impulsive! ”

These people opened their mouths and closed their mouths to take a bite of a mountain god, and it seemed that they only recognized the mountain god and didn't know what the Immortal Sect was.

Under the persuasion of the other three people, Wu Xiu'e's expression finally flashed a trace of wavering.

In fact, what these people said made sense, and she didn't have to watch it.

It's just that when she was borrowing the light at the door just now, she saw an unclear shadow vaguely, and she always felt that the cabinet was cold and swishing, and after looking at it for a long time, she seeped into a panic, as if there was something hidden in it that shouldn't be hidden.

When the three of them saw her hesitating, they thought she was unwilling, and they were reluctant, and they took turns to persuade her like a gun.

Wu Xiu'e was impatient when she heard this, and even the thought of staying longer was worn out by them, and she turned around and said:

"I know, you guys put the news out, let them pay more attention to Li Liang and Li Yu, and tell me as long as they see traces. Be clever when you speak, and don't tell the reason why you are looking for them, lest you cause panic and say that they are missing. ”

The three of them were originally the only ones who looked at her, but when they saw that she finally let go of the idea that she shouldn't have, they naturally became more obedient and responded together: "Okay! ”

After these people walked away completely and left for a short while, Jiang Futing confirmed that it was safe and slowly pushed open the cabinet door.

His face was fair, and his pupils were dark, probably because the air circulation in the cabinet was not good, he held it for too long, and the color of his thin lips was a little dark.

The whole body exudes a cold air.

In the dimly lit room, a person suddenly crawled out of the cabinet, and it was really scary to look at.

He stood up straight, thinking of Wu Xiu'e's pious appearance when she respectfully worshiped the hanging painting, and felt quite ironic.

He turned sideways and glanced at the old man in the painting with nonchalant eyes.

Remembering the conversation between those people just now, if these people knew that the ghosts and corpse puppets that harmed people at night were the work of the mountain gods they all admired, would they still look at him with such worshipful eyes?

As long as they are disobedient, the mountain gods they worship will take back their supernatural powers and kill them.

This is a mountain god, and the mountain ghost is almost the same.

He withdrew his dismissive gaze and began to take a closer look at the humble living room.

The places that should normally be looked for just now have been searched, for a person of faith······

He suddenly thought of something, and looked at the huge hanging painting on the wall, which was facing the door, and the bell rang just now when the door was opened.

He walked directly behind the door, and looked at the two pages of the wooden door carefully.

At first glance, it really didn't look famous, but when he swept his gaze over the top of the door, he found that the top of the door frame had thin dents on all sides, connected into a square.

Because this door itself is in disrepair, it is normal for potholes to be a little rotten, and after a long time, there are basically scratches of different shades, if you don't look closely, you really can't notice it.

He lifted his hand, moved his fingers, and the gray thread came out of his body, swept upward, poured into the gap, and pulled the wooden plank that had cut the lid on the outside, and saw a small bell lying inside.

He took it off with great care, no wonder only those people stung when they opened the door, probably because it was too violent when they kicked the door, and it just shook the door frame.

(End of chapter)