"Yes, it's Shaogong Wang." Shao Qingren nodded.

"Who is this? I've never heard of it. Jiang Yao scratched his head.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, it's not that your grandmother's cultivation is getting higher and higher, and later she even surpassed her master, and Shao Wanggong was jealous, but at that time, the sword went off the rails, and he was bent on making money. The two of them went farther and farther away, and there were more and more people who believed in your grandma, and he knew that he had no face to mix in Shaozhuang, so he moved to the edge of the deep pit at the edge of the village. Shao Qingren said.

"Dad, you don't just think that he killed Wen Jun, right?" Shao Xiaoling said tentatively.

"When I was working outside, I inadvertently accompanied my colleagues who encountered trouble to worship the Buddha in the nearby temple of great benefit, the presiding officer of the temple was a monk, he easily solved the trouble of his colleagues, but he had to show me incense (look at the incense means fortune-telling and the like), and then said that our family was targeted by a very high person. In addition, your mother also said that the cultivation of Shaowang Palace is becoming more and more extreme and more and more evil, so I began to believe that the master in the mouth of the senior monk may be him. I also thought about telling your mother, but I didn't want her to think that Wen Jun's death was because of her master, but also because of herself, not to mention that I was just guessing. Shao Qingren said.

"My brothers and sisters have never heard of my mother having a master, and I thought I had joined the Buddha." Shao Xiaoling was a little surprised.

"When Wen Jun died, you didn't remember, and at that time, the two of them were about to turn against each other, how could I tell you." Shao Qingren said.

"Hey, but when you were young, you must have met an old man on the street who was tall, strong, and full of flesh, right?" Shao Qingren recalled a little and added.

"Yes, I saw such a person, when he saw a few of us, he always laughed, and our sisters were scared and cried when they laughed." Shao Xiaoling also reminisced for a while.

Shao Qingren nodded.

"He's the mother's master!?" Shao Xiaoling's face was incredible, thinking about that fierce and evil old man, how could he be a Buddhist disciple who was dedicated to goodness?

"Shaowang Palace was good at the beginning, and it helped people a lot, but then it became bad, and even its appearance became ferocious. After your mom and he had a mentor-apprentice relationship for a few years, the two almost parted ways. But your mother always feels that she has betrayed her teacher, although she did the right thing, but she always feels a little guilty. Shao Qingren continued: "Anyway, when your grandma goes out this time, she always feels different from usual, and a few days before leaving, she has been thinking about Wenjun, who usually keeps her mouth shut, and she is very preoccupied, and even handed over everything at home to me. ”

After two moments, Shao Qingren remembered to answer Jiang Yao's words.

"Where did Grandma go?" Jiang Yao still asked curiously.

"I don't know, I just feel that it will be related to Shaogong Wang and Wen Jun." Shao Qingren shook his head.

Several people had a heart-to-heart conversation, which made Jiang Yao really eye-opening about the Shao family's past, but about the whereabouts of his grandmother, not only did he not put his mind at ease, but he was even more worried.

It was late at night, and Shao Qingren stayed for the night, but after listening to the story of this car, it was difficult to fall asleep. And Jiang Yao, who has been close to his grandfather since he was a child, is even more eager to find the missing grandmother at this moment.

The next morning, Jiang Yao rode a bicycle to send Shao Qingren back, on the way through a deep pit in Shaozhuang, the deep pit was caused by the excavator digging the soil, and the excavated soil was directly for the township to build a house, now the pit is too deep, the government department ordered that no more construction, but also planted economic trees under the requirements.

The dark pit was even more unfathomable under the shade of the trees, and the trees that grew quickly did not pass the pit and grew to the side of the road.

Jiang Yao rode on the road, and felt that it was cold and cool in July.

"Grandpa, where is this? I didn't notice that there was a small room here. Jiang Yao pretended to ask unintentionally, but in fact, he was already a little sure in his heart.

"This is the realm of Shaogong Wang." Shao Qingren didn't think much about it, and said it casually.

After sending Shao Qingren off, Jiang Yao returned the same way again, it was the sigh that there was nowhere to find the iron shoes, walking along the dense woods, and at the other end of the leafy branches, that is, the more deserted side, he saw the low houses he had passed by again.

There was very little sunlight left in this place, and this low house in isolation gave it the horror of a forest hut.

After a little hesitation, Jiang Yao still walked into the hut, opened the hidden door, and gently pushed it, and heard the sound of squeaking old wood. Although there was a piece of glass that had long since lost its luster, it still did not allow much light. Jiang Yao casually turned on the mobile phone lighting, but found that this isolated residence was so shabby and dilapidated: entering the door was a large earthen kang, a broken quilt with countless patches, and opposite the earthen kang was a large offering platform, and the half-hidden yellow cloth curtain was lifted, and it was found that the offering was a Buddha statue that had never been seen before, no, it should be a god statue.

Jiang Yao looked at the statue of the god that was black but slightly reddened, and kept looking for his grandfather's ancient books in his mind, but there was still no result.

And at this moment, a cold chill came down to the spine. Jiang Yao turned his head suddenly, in this small and crowded old house, an old man who was a head shorter than Jiang Yao quietly appeared in front of Jiang Yao's eyes, looking at this short old man, his head full of white hair but his face was full of horizontal meat, and he was full of evil skin and smiling. Jiang Yao, who was suddenly frightened, threw the mobile phone he was holding tightly to the ground.

"Yo, it's not like an ordinary child's ignorant child, Shao Pinghua's nephew, right? I have long heard that Shao Pinghua has raised a baby nephew, why did he send it to the door today? Then I can't blame me. The old man in his eighties sneered, and with a force that should not be there at this age, he pushed Jiang Yao against the mottled old wall, and a boxy black hole instantly fell into the ground, Jiang Yao couldn't stand his body, and fell in.

"Just die here." These were the last words Jiang Yao heard before he fell into the darkness.

In the dark, Jiang Yao kept falling, but I don't know how long it took, when he reached the ground again, his whole body, limbs and hundreds of bones had fallen unsightly.

When Jiang Yao began to struggle to stand up, he found that his legs had lost sensation, and his premonition told him that his legs might have been broken. Ken Zhen reacted and found that he had suffered a lot of injuries all over his body.

Jiang Yao stretched out his hand to rub under the black ground without five fingers, and found that there was a thick tree in front of him, and he thought that this old house led to a deep pit, so he climbed to the tree and leaned against it.

Out of fear, but even more out of instinct, Jiang Yao shouted loudly, hoping that a pedestrian on the road would hear and take him out of this ghost place.

But this help-saving exit ushered in thousands of helps, and this voice came from all directions in this black area. If the ghost sound of the East Pimple is that thousands of children are laughing and playing, and below this pit is the mockery and laughter of thousands of evil ghosts to Jiang Yao.

miserable, frivolous, excited, trembling, secluded, empty, lonely...... The sound of help was real, real and sincere to Jiang Yao, who regretted it, making him more desperate in the midst of endless remorse.

The noisy sound made Jiang Yao's already unconscious brain even more confused. Jiang Yao, who couldn't move, had to panic in place. One man's cry for help is against the voices of thousands of evil spirits, and there is no chance of victory.

Jiang Yao, who was gradually tired, couldn't spit out half a word in his dry mouth. Seeing that his physical strength was exhausted, he gradually closed his unconscious eyes, but he vaguely saw this bundle of blue flames rising up, illuminating the black and complete deep pit.

This blue light brought Jiang Yao hope, but it also made him see true despair......

Seeing that the cloaked hair was scattered, the face was pale, and the mouth was cracked to the root of the ear, one by one, crawling towards him, and with each step, the unstable body seemed to make a gurgling sound, and the skeleton seemed to be about to fall apart. Jiang Yao completely closed his eyes and handed over his self-inflicted fate to a sentence of life and death.