After thinking about it for a few seconds, Fang Zheng finally decided to go by himself.

In the uncertainty of the specific situation of the old god stick,

Call the police or contact Captain Fei, obviously feeling that it is not suitable.

And the old god stick has already contacted him by phone, and he can't just let it go, regardless of the life and death of the old god stick.

After all, he was the one who made the old god stick contact him in trouble or danger.

But fortunately, it was only a night's delay, and he would be able to return tomorrow. And if the old god stick really encounters some ghosts, he will not lose, and it will be on par with the daily harvest of the university town.

And when the old god stick bragged to him about this business, he mentioned the name of the village to him, and the name of that village was Menqian Village.

However, before going out, Fang Zheng specially explained to the little skeleton at home, asking her to stay at home quietly and watch the house, not to run around, and not to make too much noise, so as not to alarm the neighbor next door to be suspicious.

At the same time, she also didn't have to go to Zuo Qianhu to learn carving tonight, he was not at home, no one picked her up, and she felt uneasy if she let someone else pick her up. On Zuo Qianhu's side, he would say hello to Mr. Fu in advance.

Founder has not let the outside world know so far that the little skeleton can move normally during the day. This matter is too important, and he is also worried about whether something will happen to the little skeleton, and there is nothing wrong with being careful, so even Zuo Qianhu, Mr. Fu and other familiar people did not tell him.

"I've already downloaded the chat software in the tablet, and I have registered a separate account for you, if there is anything, we will contact you on the chat software, do you know?" Fang Zheng carefully taught the use process.

Fortunately, children's receptivity is generally very strong.

Although Fang Zheng has always felt that the little skeleton should be a very old antique......

In response to Fang Zheng's various advices, the little skeleton nodded hurriedly, indicating that he knew, and the two faint lights in his eyes flashed one after another.

Fang Zheng rubbed his chin and looked at the little skeleton in front of him, always feeling that something was wrong.

"You look happy when I go out?"

"Do you think I forgot to assign homework today, you see that I am in a hurry to go out, do you think there will be no homework today and tomorrow?"

"Isn't it that you don't have to go to extracurricular interest classes at night, which makes you happy?"

"Fortunately, you reminded me that in order to prevent it, I will assign you three days of homework in advance. And you don't have to go to Zuo Qianhu to take extracurricular interest classes at night, you have more free time in a day, I will increase the amount of homework, and when I come back, I will check your homework. ”

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, the little skeleton was completely stunned in place, especially the faint light in his eye sockets did not flicker for a moment, and he directly froze still, as if a person's gaze was dull, and his eyes were stunned.

......

Menqian Village.

The whole way into the village is an antique, centuries-old wooden structure wind and rain bridge.

The appearance of the wind and rain bridge resembles a wooden arch bridge, spanning the river pool, but there is a bridge corridor on the bridge for pedestrians to take shelter from the rain and take a break and villagers to gather in the shade. This wind and rain bridge is quite magnificent, lying on the stream, the drop is about 20 meters, the stream under the bridge is turbulent, there is a bridge corridor, there are three-story towers, there are pavilions, the original color of wood is old and does not fall through the wind and rain.

A man died in Menqian Village not long ago.

A few days ago, Li Zhe, the son of Li Laosan's family, disappeared unexpectedly, and the villagers searched for several days but did not find it.

A few days later, Li Zhe's body was found. When some villagers were casting nets to fish, they accidentally caught Li Zhe, who had been missing for several days, in a river densely populated with water and grass.

It turned out that Li Zhe's body was entangled in aquatic plants, so the body did not float up.

Later, the police also came, ruling out the possibility of homicide, and finally concluded that it was suspected that he had accidentally fallen into the water.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in rural areas.

Some people also say that there are powerful water ghosts in the water, and they drag Li Lao's third son down as a substitute for the dead ghosts.

But this thing is strange, Li Lao's third son fell into the water and died, and he was not in a hurry to go out of the funeral and bury, but the feudal superstition said that he wanted to prepare for a secret marriage, and he could not let his son in his twenties still die alone, and he was too lonely on Huangquan Road alone.

But it's strange to say, who else would have a ghost marriage these days, and now there is no burial, even the body has been cremated, where can I find the body? But Li Laosan didn't know where to go, and really found a corpse of a ghost marriage.

The night in the countryside is quiet very early, and everything is quiet. Even if the dog barks three or two times occasionally, it does not bring anger, but adds to the eerie atmosphere under the strange night.

At this time, it was still about seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky had just darkened, and Fang Zheng was walking in the village in front of the door, but found that the villagers of this village seemed to be resting early, and there was no one in sight at seven o'clock.

Li Laosan's family is not difficult to find, which one is hanging with white silk and is doing a funeral, eight or nine is not far from ten, it is Li Laosan's family.

So Fang Zheng quickly found Li Laosan's family.

This is a typical rural courtyard pattern, with a single courtyard, white courtyard walls, and a red painted iron gate, and the iron gate is closed at this time.

Fang Zheng groaned, knocked on the door, and when the door opened, he saw the most unexpected person, Fang Zheng was stunned, the person who opened the door was actually an old god stick!

"Old God Stick, are you alright?" Fang Zheng frowned.

"What the hell are you doing, calling for no reason, and now you're standing here in a good position. ”

I don't know if it's because of the dark light at night, but at this time, most of the old god's face is hidden in the shadows, and it looks a little gloomy.

But it is indeed the face of the old god.

At this time, Fang Zheng had time to look around the surrounding situation, the room was facing the courtyard gate, which was the mourning hall, but there was no coffin in the mourning hall at this time, and there was no man or woman married in the underworld, and there were no relatives of the deceased guarding the spirit.

It's weird everywhere.

There is only the old god stick, a Taoist priest, who guards the ethereal hall alone.

"Shhhh The old god said in a low voice towards Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng shook his head, he really didn't see anyone hiding outside the door when he came.

Then when he asked where the owner of the house had gone and why the mourning hall was empty, the old god said that tonight was the wedding day, and the deceased Li Zhe was spending candles with the bride in the cave room of the wedding room. Naturally, this mourning hall does not need to be guarded.

Dead man's cave room flower candle... Fang Zheng listened a little uncomfortable.

After the old god stick finished speaking to Fang Zheng, I don't know if it's an illusion, the corners of the old god stick's mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled a little evilly, the old god stick was about to turn around and walk towards the mourning hall, but just as the old god stick turned around... The sharp blade stretched out from the back of the old god stick, and wiped it against the old god stick's neck, poof!

Flesh and blood separated, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

Fang Zheng's eyes flashed with coldness: "Is the ghost painting skin?"

"I've only just returned to the city, and the Gao family has already set their sights on me?