Anyway, in my eyes, they are already vulnerable, and getting rid of them is just a matter of raising hands.

Wu Qingquan said, "Let's go back first, have a good rest, and leave for Pingyao Village tomorrow." ”

It turned out that they lived in this alley. This was provided to them by the Jiang family, and the location was a bit remote, no wonder they were disgruntled.

They pushed open the gate and stepped into the courtyard.

I turned around and walked back, bought a car, and then went back to the hotel to rest.

As soon as it was dawn, I parked my car at the mouth of the alley and waited for them.

At about eight o'clock, the roar of cars came. Wu Qingquan's uncle and nephew drove a car and came out of the alley.

They didn't even notice me, and drove straight out of the city.

They never imagined that I would come with me, and I followed them unhurriedly.

They drove very fast, and at noon the car stopped at the entrance of a village. Someone in the village has already come out.

It was an old man in his sixties, and he was followed by a dozen villagers.

Although the uncle and nephew of the Wu family have no status in the Jiang family, in front of the villagers, they hold their heads high, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Especially Wu Kai, I seem to have seen the arrogant appearance when he was in Heluo Town.

They were surrounded by villagers and walked towards the village.

After a while, I also parked my car at the entrance of the village and entered the village.

I first rented a house in the village and lived there.

It just so happened that the Wu family's uncle and nephew lived in the courtyard next door, and I kept a close eye on their movements.

To my surprise, after they moved in, there was no movement, and occasionally villagers would come in and bring them food.

The person who rented my house was an uncle in his fifties, and the people in the village called him Uncle He.

Uncle He is very kind and prepares everything for me.

Before leaving, he whispered to me, "Young man, the village has not been peaceful lately. Try not to go out at night, play for two days and go back. ”

I didn't understand why he said this, so I took out a few hundred yuan and handed it to him, and asked, "Uncle He, what happened in the village?" ”

Uncle He smiled, but instead of taking my money, he sat down on a stool.

"It all happened to the old locust tree in the village," he said. ”

I listened carefully to what he said, as a junior spirit master, even the most terrifying Yin Spirit, I would not look at it.

Actually, I just want to find out what the uncle and nephew of the Wu family are doing here. What does this matter have to do with the ancestors of the Wu family.

"It is said that the old locust tree has existed for hundreds of years. I don't know why, since a little over a month ago, the tree began to bleed. ”

Hearing his words, I was a little unimpressed. It's not surprising that some trees have an aura when they get older, and the sap turns red.

Uncle He shook his head and said, "What's even more weird is that people often see gray-white skeletons under big trees. The skeletons had fallen out of the hollows of the trees. ”

Now I was a little surprised and asked, "Uncle He, then no one has sawed the big tree and seen it?" ”

Uncle He smiled bitterly and said, "Of course someone has done it." The carpenter sawed the tree open and planned to see what was going on. As a result, Carpenter Li sawed for a long time before sawing in one centimeter, and a lot of blood flowed out of it. Everyone was so frightened that no one dared to touch it again. What's even more terrifying is that that night, Carpenter Li died. His death was terrifying, his eyes widened, as if he had been scared to death. Because of this incident, the village chief asked the Jiang family for help, and they sent two gentlemen. It is estimated that they will be able to solve the problem soon. ”

Only then did I come to my senses and said to him, "Uncle He, thank you for telling me about this, I won't go out at night." ”

Uncle He lit a cigarette and walked away with a cigarette in his mouth.

After his figure disappeared, I put on the human skin mask that Cha Yongbo had given me, and quietly came out of the house and walked towards the center of the village.

The village was very large, with hundreds of households, and although it was evening, there were very few people on the streets.

It seems that the bloodshed of the locust tree really frightened them, and no one dared to go out at night.

In the middle of the village, there was a large locust tree with five or six people hugging each other. The locust tree stretched out like a large umbrella.

It grew so much that it covered a large area of land.

There are many strips of red cloth hanging on the old locust tree, and in the village, it is an act of praying for blessings. When the villagers are sick or bad, they like to come and pray to the old locust tree.

Other than that, I didn't find anything special.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the old locust tree shook and made a rustling sound.

I could faintly hear a rattling sound inside the tree, as if something was clawing at the tree.

I'm going to put my ear to it and listen to it.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?" Stay away from it! ”

Only then did I find out that the village chief had accompanied Wu Qingquan's uncle and nephew.

Behind them, there were two men dressed in black.

They don't look like people in the village, they should be sent by the Jiang family to assist Wu Qingquan.

I quickly stepped aside. The uncle and nephew of the Wu family and the village chief stopped at a distance of about a zhang from the old locust tree.

The village chief said to them with a pale face, "The problem lies in it, I am afraid that after a long time, more terrible things will happen, so I invite you to take a look." ”

Wu Qingquan frowned and looked at the old locust tree, and then glanced at Wu Kai.

Wu Kai nodded at him, and the uncle and nephew seemed to have an idea.

Wu Qingquan said to the village chief, "Old Zhao, leave the rest to us." No matter what we do, don't stand in the way, remember? ”

Lao Zhao nodded again and again and said, "If you have anything to help, just tell us." ”

The uncle and nephew circled the tree twice, and then said to the person behind them, "Let's go back and prepare." ”

Before they did, I went back to my lodgings. About half an hour later, there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard next door.

Wu Qingquan and the others all came back, and they discussed something in a low voice as they walked.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard the roar of a car outside.

Not knowing what they were going to do in the middle of the night, I quickly got out of bed and walked to the window.

Only then did I see clearly, the gate of the next yard was pushed open, and a car drove in.

Five or six people got out of the car, and Wu Qingquan's uncle and nephew were also in the crowd.

They were directing people to lift the contents of the car down. They were carrying a coffin.

The coffin was covered with dirt, as if it had just been dug out of the ground.

Wu Qingquan said in a low voice, "Be careful, everyone, don't break it!" ”

The coffin seemed to be heavy, and five or six people were still panting from exhaustion when they carried it.

There were eight coffins in the whole car.

I wondered what the hell they were up to, what they were doing with so many coffins.

They placed all the coffins in the courtyard, and most of the courtyard was already occupied by coffins.

Wu Qingquan said to the people who came with him, "You can go back." Tell Mr. Jiang that we won't let them down. ”

Someone said yes and drove away.

They all went back to their rooms, and the courtyard was calm again.

Just then, I heard the sound of a frog calling.

I listened with my ears tilted and listened carefully, and the croaking of the frog seemed to come from a coffin.

Because the coffin was tightly covered, the sound was vague.

In the past three days, Wu Qingquan and the others have not moved at all, and they rarely even show up.

I sometimes wonder if they've quietly left.

On the fourth night, when I heard no sound in the courtyard next door, I jumped over the wall and walked over to the coffins.

They haven't touched the coffins since they brought them back.

I put my ear to the coffin and listened carefully. The croaking of the frogs still came from inside.

There are many finger-thick holes in the lid of the coffin, which are used to circulate air to the frogs.

At the same time, a strong smell of blood wafted out of the vents.

"What the hell are they doing?" I was even more puzzled.

I gently stabbed the dagger into the crack in the coffin, then jerked it upward.

The lid of the coffin was not very tight, and I could easily pry it open.

I pried the lid of the coffin open a gap and peeked inside.

The coffin was black and hollow, containing most of the blood plasma.

The plasma had turned jet black, but it was impossible to tell what it was.

With a thud, a frog jumped out of the blood and then fell back in, splashing a few drops of blood.

They actually raised these frogs with plasma.

On the wooden figures, there is no record of this kind of magic at all.

I was wondering when I heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

I quickly closed the lid of the coffin, then hid in a corner, holding my breath and staring at the doorway without blinking.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Wu Qingquan and the others walked in from outside.