The big man at the head, mighty and tall, pushed Cheng Da away and said, "What nonsense? Let me go in and search for them! ”

"Yes~"

"Hey, what are you guys doing?!" Cheng Da said busily.

Dahan took someone into Lin Damiang's house, rummaged around, seemed to be looking for something, and as soon as he came in, he turned the three people's beds upside down.

Cheng Da followed slowly in, "Hey, what do you all mean?" As soon as you come in, you can't talk well, and you turn over things? ”

The leader glanced at Cheng Da coldly, and his eyes fell on the other two people in the room, what were you doing just now? ”

He asked casually, his nose moved slightly, sniffed, and said, "Why is there a strange smell in this room?!" ”

Jiang Futing didn't answer when he heard this, he looked up at the big man, he slowly twisted up a sunspot, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Play chess~"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the big man and the villagers looked at it, and they were quickly attracted by the things on the table.

It was a crystal chessboard, with white and black sons on top of it, round and shining, and you could tell at a glance that it was definitely a good thing.

When the big man led by him saw this chessboard, his eyes lit up, and he looked back and forth several times, and he could see that he was shocked and curious, he slowly came over, with a little flattering smile on his face, "Jiang Gongzi, your chessboard looks really ......."

Dahan was about to touch it, but Jiang Futing raised his hand and slapped it away, raised his chin, and said with a cold and arrogant expression: "I can't touch this chessboard~"

“……”

Dahan's face turned red all of a sudden, and then he looked at the other people's faces with smiling smiles, and he suddenly became angry, "Get out, what are you laughing at~"

"Jiang Gongzi, excuse me!" With that, he led a group of villagers out of the house and out of the yard.

Cheng Da hurriedly followed, tied the latch, and then hurried back, "What do you mean by that?" ”

When Jiang Futing heard this, he raised his hand and waved, and the crystal chessboard on the table disappeared immediately, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Heh, what else can it mean?" ”

"Brother Jiang, what should I do? Didn't Hou Lao doubt us? Cheng Ming said.

Jiang Futing glanced at the worried Cheng family father and son in the house, pondered for a moment, and said: "It's okay, even if they are suspicious, as long as they can't produce evidence, they naturally don't dare to come to the door to confront us~"

"This ......" Cheng Da was about to say something, but when he saw his son pressing his shoulder and shaking his head, he was speechless.

"Who's that man?" Cheng Ming couldn't help but be curious.

Jiang Futing raised his eyes, knowing who Cheng Ming was asking, and said to the Cheng family's father and son that someone who surprised them extraordinarily.

"What? What lady do you say?! ”

"Uh, where did she go?" Cheng Da was surprised and puzzled.

Jiang Futing shook his head, he didn't know what was going on, so he didn't want to mention it again, "What's going on over there in the ancestral temple?" ”

Cheng Da sat down on the chair, waved his hand casually and said: "It's nothing, it's just these days, let the villagers not go out to visit the village at night, and also set up a night patrol team..."

Jiang Futing nodded when he heard this, and it didn't take long for Aunt Lin to come back, and when she saw the three of them, she didn't seem to be surprised by their return, but she just nodded slightly, then turned around and entered her room, closed the door, and was still as cold as before.

Jiang Futing originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask He Niangzi, but who knew that the sound of the villagers' patrol team could be heard from time to time outside the courtyard wall.

Jiang Futing stopped thinking and stayed in the house obediently.

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Lin Jing'an's house, he listened to the villagers' reports, and there was no joy or anger on his face, but when he heard that the villagers saw that Jiang Gongzi had a crystal chessboard, his eyes lit up, and he quickly sent the villagers out.

After waiting for the people to go out, he turned around and entered the suite inside, and Hou Lao was calm, looking angry.

Lin Jing'an's eyes fell on Hou Lao, although the two met when they were young, but it was the first time he saw Hou Lao so embarrassed, his robe was torn, and there were a lot of grass clippings, his face was gloomy, well, he should be angry.

Lin Jingan raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, "You also heard their report just now!" ”

"Humph!" Hou Lao slapped the table suddenly, and the whole person exuded a terrifying momentum, "Why did you listen to this side of the story, and think it wasn't them?!" ”

"No, I didn't mean that, I just think things are too bizarre, they are at most an idle and rich boy, how can they be so powerful?!" Lin Jingan argued, but he couldn't stop thinking in his heart: Are they really that powerful? I'm afraid I've run away a long time ago, and I can still be locked up by them for one night?

Hou Lao was obviously still very angry, and shouted: "How can there be so many coincidences in this world, you see, since they came, our village has been unstable~"

"Well, no, before they came, weren't there villagers who heard female ghosts singing at night?" Lin Jing'an said.

Hou Lao kept his face calm and did not speak, his eyes fell on Lin Jingan's face, and he stared for a long time without speaking.

"Don't look at me like this~" Lin Jingan opened his eyes, his expression was a little unnatural, and a trace of emptiness flashed in his eyes.

"Heh, I heard that he has a crystal chessboard, aren't you tempted again~" Hou Lao opened his mouth to sarcastically.

Lin Jing'an was exposed to his heart in person, and his old face was a little unbearable, "What do you mean by this?" I've pacified people, aren't they all doing what you want? ”

"Heh~" Hou Lao glanced at Lin Jingan with a mocking expression, got up in embarrassment, threw off his sleeves and left.

Lin Jingan looked at his mouth and snorted, holding the teacup and drinking tea slowly, a shrewd light flashed in his eyes, and he pursed his lips and thought about the big things in his heart.

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Another day passed, and in the morning, Aunt Lin went to dig sweet potatoes, but somehow, she injured her foot and came back with a limp.

Seeing this, Jiang Futing and the father and son of the Cheng family hurriedly greeted them, Cheng Da helped Aunt Lin, and said anxiously: "Auntie, you are... What's wrong? ”

Aunt Lin stared at the three of them, brought her a stool, supported her, and cared about her, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth pulled for the first time, "It's okay~"

Jiang Futing didn't say anything, he squatted down and checked Aunt Lin's ankle, and found that it was only twisted, red and swollen, and it didn't hurt the muscles and bones.

He asked Mrs. Lin to take the medicated oil, rubbed it in the palm of her hand, and after it was hot, she carefully rubbed her ankles.

Aunt Lin watched Jiang Futing's movements, as well as the father and son of the Cheng family, who were holding cloth towels and carrying water, her eyes were moist, and her lips moved but she didn't speak.

After Jiang Futing rubbed the eldest lady for a quarter of an hour, he saw that it should be okay to slow down for two days, he let go of his hand, helped the eldest mother put on shoes and socks, and said seriously: "It doesn't matter, it's just a sprain, it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, and it will be fine in two days~"

Aunt Lin looked at him fixedly, nodded and said, "Hemp... I'm sorry for your trouble~"

She stood up, Cheng Da wanted to help, but was rejected by Aunt Lin, she staggered to the wall, slowly walked to her door, pushed the door open, and was about to go in, the figure hesitated, turned back to look at the three people: "My wife will give you again, if you are well, go early~"

After speaking, Aunt Lin bent her waist, turned around and entered the house, and closed the door again, the whole person seemed to be ten years old.

Jiang Futing and the Cheng family's father and son glanced at each other, and a strange feeling crept into their hearts, if it was said that before, Aunt Lin urged them to leave with a vicious voice, the three of them had always thought that Aunt Lin did this because she had a strange personality and did not like people.

But they were going to be taken away, and Aunt Lin helped them speak and defend them, but today's words sound like advice, but don't you hate them.

The three of them thought about it for a while, and soon thought of another layer, when they first arrived, the children were afraid of them, and the adults also avoided them.

Children are afraid of foreigners, they should be taught by adults, but why should they be afraid? If you are afraid, you will not be contacted, and if you do not touch, you will not understand......

Soon, a small pebble, as if it had been cast into the heart lake of the three people, caused countless ripples. I'm afraid there is a big secret hidden in this village, or a secret that must not be known to others~

Jiang Futing rolled his eyes and said, "Since Aunt Lin's foot is injured, why don't we go and dig up the sweet potatoes?" ”

In this way, he can also probe He Niangzi's tone and see what happened?

Cheng Da didn't know what Jiang Futing meant, so he immediately nodded and said, "Okay~"

The three of them changed their clothes on the ground, except for Jiang Futing and Ah Ming, who were too eye-catching, the three of them also looked like ordinary villagers working in the field.

Cheng Ming went to knock on the door of Aunt Lin's house, asked about Aunt Lin's land, and then went out of Mrs. Lin's house with his father and Jiang Futing carrying a hoe and a bamboo basket.

Walking through the village along the way, the sun rose in the morning, and they saw a lot of villagers in the village, probably because it was a novelty, many of the villagers stared at the strange costumes of the three people, as if they were playing big horse monkeys, but there was a little less hostility in their eyes.

Jiang Futing whispered to the father and son of the Tongcheng family, "Wait a while, you will lay cover, I will go to He Niangzi's house~"

"Okay~" The Cheng family father and son nodded and agreed.

When passing by He Niangzi's house, Jiang Futing quietly went to her house, and the Cheng family father and son went out of the village and went to the field to dig sweet potatoes.

Jiang Futing walked to the door and knocked on the door twice, but no one answered, but at this time, he heard a loud cry of children in the courtyard.

He moved slightly, and the door in front of him opened with a bang.

"What lady?" Jiang Futing called twice, but no one heard it, and the child's cry became louder.

Jiang Futing frowned, raised his feet and walked in, the courtyard was still very clean, the house was quiet, but there was a cry from the small room on the side.

Jiang Futing frowned even tighter, he walked over a few steps, pushed the door in, and saw a narrow room, and a small bed, and between the bedding on the bed, there was a child, skinny to the bone.

She squeezed two snot bubbles, her little face was red from crying, and she looked at Jiang Futing pitifully, he took two steps forward, and then he noticed that something was wrong, and looked into the jar in the corner of the room, and he vaguely saw a small hairy head.

Jiang Futing frowned, looked at the little girl on the bed, and then looked at the corner, and was about to lift his feet over.

At this moment, suddenly the door was slammed open, and a woman broke in in a hurry, blocking Jiang Futing with a nervous face, she stared at Jiang Futing with her eyes, her eyes stared at Jiang Futing vigilantly, and she couldn't say anything, "You... What do you want to do?! ”

Jiang Futing's eyes fell on this woman's body, seeing that her face was white and red, her hair was messy, her eyes were frightened and scared, but she was still in front of Jiang Futing, not moving at all, like a hen guarding her cubs, fluttering her wings.

"You ......" Jiang Futing's lips moved, and he swallowed the words back in his mouth.