I asked the village chief to turn off the lights and close the curtains, and I used old newspapers to seal the cracks between the doors and windows to prevent the moonlight from entering.

When the room was plunged into darkness, the child cried even harder, his little arms and legs fluttered vigorously, and the village chief turned his head and grinned.

I tied Bao firmly with a rope and placed it on the table, and then quickly lit the candle - the dim candlelight illuminated the room, and Xiaobao's shadow was reflected on the wall, which took up half of the wall.

The candle flame is clearly stable, but the shadow is constantly twisting and shaking, like a big monster with teeth and claws, this face is weirdly tight.

Where had the old village chief seen this scene, he was so panicked that tears came down, and the candle flame began to flicker.

"Little evil, what's going on, you save my little treasure!"

"Guo Ye, don't worry, Xiaobao will be fine." I took out my cinnabar pen and drew a circle on the wall, in which some kind of ore fragment was mixed in, reflecting a faint light under the lamp, like a red moon.

Under the light of the red moon, the shadow on the wall continued to distort and change, and finally a female ghost shadow with a cloak appeared, pinching Xiaobao's shadow fiercely.

Entangled by this thing, no wonder Xiaobao cried so fiercely.

"Oh!" When the old village chief saw the ghost, he sat down on the ground with a grunt. The ghost seemed to be alarmed, and it was about to leave the wall and pounce on us.

I sneered, and poured the boiling hot oil on the female ghost before it rushed out of the wall...... Yes!

！ With a wail, the female ghost's shadow twisted and struggled in pain, and soon dispersed and disappeared.

Xiaobao finally stopped crying, slowly opened his eyes, and his body temperature slowly returned to normal. I checked around the house and found nothing else wrong.

I asked the village chief to take out a piece of paper and write this paragraph with a cinnabar pen: The sky is panicked, the earth is panicked, and there is a night crying man in my family; In the past, the gentleman read it again, and slept until dawn.

This is an ancient custom, if anyone has a child who cries incessantly, as long as this is posted for passers-by to read it, it can increase yang qi and good fortune, which is very helpful to children.

Pouring hot oil and writing about panic are folk methods, and any experienced old lady will do it, and I am not a taboo.

Instructed the old village chief to close the doors and windows, Wang Dazhuang hadn't come back yet, so I went to the south of the village by myself.

There is a river in the south of Sanniu Village, called Xiaoqing River, and the deepest place is not waist-deep. The village elders said that the river was so flooded that it almost flooded the entire village.

However, the sword that grandpa hung up before his death was under the Zhenlong Bridge on the Xiaoqing River. Before my grandfather died, he asked me to be optimistic about the sword under the bridge, and the hundred years of peace in Sanniu Village were all tied to it, so I hurried over as soon as something strange happened in the village.

But before I could reach the river, I saw a figure going down the bridge, trying to pick up the sword. The stealing has been stolen to our Sanniu Village, and this is okay!

？ I picked up a rock the size of a winter melon and threw it into the river as I ran—boom! This time he missed the spot, and only hit the thief's arm.

When he saw me chasing after me, he quickly climbed ashore and ran out of the village in a panic, and I chased after me with a snort.

Few people came to the south of the village, and the sword was not an antique, and this person must have some crooked thoughts when he came to steal it.

I had been running fast since I was a child, and I was about to catch up with the man, but as soon as he turned around and threw a bag of things at me—countless white shadows flew towards me, slowing me down considerably; There were countless dark green ghost fires around me, which dazzled my eyes, and I couldn't make out the direction for a while.

After chasing after the headless flies for a while, I found myself back in place, and I spat angrily: "Phew, ghost fire, and ghosts hit the wall, this guy must have done the work in the village!" "Ghost hitting the wall, also known as ghost blinding, is a common method used by ghosts to cover their eyes, which will make people go around on the same part of the road, but it is not difficult to crack.

Even if you stay where you are, wait until the rooster crows like a ghost hits the wall and it will break by itself. But if you encounter a black-hearted goblin, they will try to trap you before dawn!

I snorted, unzipped my pants and poured a soak of pee on the front, this thing is a ghost against the wall. After a buzzing sound, the distant scenery was no longer blurred, and the road was once again visible, but the man who had come to steal the sword had long since run away.

I walked around to make sure there was no one else hiding nearby, so I yawned and went home to sleep.

"Steal, steal...... I really thought that this sword could be taken away casually! "This time, I slept until noon, and I had a strange dream.

In my dream, the sword hanging under the Zhenlong Bridge was taken off by myself, and Xiaoqinghe actually set off a monstrous wave!

Countless fish and turtles were sent ashore, and Sanniu Village became a country. The little daughter-in-law of the old Li family next door packed up her things in a panic and fled, and every time the waves came, the clothes on her body were washed away, revealing her fragrant shoulders and pink back...... After three or four waves, all she had left was her tank top and pants.

It doesn't matter at all what you pick up your sword or what you make a lot of water! I held my breath and waited for the next wave, and my little daughter-in-law's shoulder straps were knocked off by the river.

But—

"Little evil brother, wake up soon, it's noon, I brought you a big cake." After being woken up roughly, what I saw when I opened my eyes was the same honest face as Wang Dazhuang's cake.

"After tossing all night, can't you let me get a good night's sleep!" I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples, thinking about the strange dream of the flood and the appearance of the Li family's daughter-in-law's vest and pants after being washed away.

"In the afternoon, a very rich boss is coming, and he wants to invest in building a factory in our village. This boss has no other hobbies, he just likes old places and old things, and he may want to go to Zhenlong Bridge for a walk, and the village chief asked me to come and talk to you. Wang Dazhuang said while eating bread.

"Is that the boss Feng?" I frowned, and Wang Dazhuang nodded. Sanniu Village is a poor and remote place, with neither resources nor manpower, and I really can't figure out the need for development.

But I heard that there is a boss surnamed Feng who is very iron-clad, and has done inspections in Zhupizhuang and Wuyangtun, so I didn't expect that it would be our turn in Sanniu Village so soon.

It happened last night, and I will go to the village today to investigate, and there must be something strange in it. I ate two bites of flatbread and sneered: "It's a good thing that people want to invest, and I have to greet it personally." "After eating and getting dressed, Wang Dazhuang and I came to the entrance of the village, and the whole village has been waiting here for a long time.

A small car came slowly from a distance, kicking up a puff of sand and dust on the dirt road, but everyone was smiling.

Soon, a man and a woman got out of the car. The man has gray hair, is about forty or fifty years old, looks very kind, and holds the hand of the village chief as soon as he gets out of the car, this is the legendary boss Feng.

The woman's surname is You, and she is the secretary of Boss Feng. She was tall and tall, with a pair of talking eyes, which aroused the primitive impulses of the old and young masters of the village, but most of the men bent over and pouted their butts.

Secretary Yu was dressed very lightly, his smooth arms and thighs were exposed, and a purple scarf was tied around his left arm.

I frowned, it looked like I had injured the sword-stealing thief in my left arm last night, but that could be a coincidence.

At this time, Secretary You walked towards me with a smile.