I was going to knock on the door and go in to see my daughter-in-law and son-in-law, but when I heard Li Lin's shout, my heart chuckled, and the nerves that had just been relaxed tensed again.

Hearing the movement outside in the house, Zhao Ling'er replied to me: "We're all fine!" ”

Hearing this, I let go of the doorknob and turned to go downstairs.

In just a few minutes, the two black suits were beaten by Li Lin and the fat man and their noses and faces were swollen, and before I went down, Li Lin said: "These two goods are not from the Du family!" ”

Just now, Du Jiang mentioned the two of them, and they both used "them" to refer to them, so I suspected that they were not from the Du family. It's just that Niu Niu had an accident at that time, and she didn't think too much about it.

I said, "Did you ask who they were?" ”

"The Ancient Gate of the Yellow River!" Before Li Lin and the fat man could answer, one of the young men in a suit spoke first, wiped the blood from his face, and said with a threat: "Our senior brother of the ancient gate has arrived in the provincial capital, and anything that comes out of the Yellow River can't escape." ”

Ancient Gate?

"The Yellow River Gate of Qi Lao Road?"

I couldn't help but ask. Although the young man in the suit was controlled by us, his attitude was extremely arrogant, and he sneered: "The frog at the bottom of the well, in front of the ancient gate, the Yellow River Gate of Qi Lao Dao is a fart!" ”

Before his words fell, Li Lin shook him twice. I kicked him twice, and then asked, "Is your senior brother doing it tonight?" ”

Another young man in a suit sneered: "The whereabouts of our senior brother are what you can figure out, he can come whenever he wants!" ”

The fat man snapped his ears again, but what these two people said was not a secret, there was no need to ask, but we knew it, and it caused pressure on ourselves.

After a few ear slaps, the two were still very dragged, and the first person to talk to me said very stiffly: "If you have the ability, you will kill us, and if you don't have the ability, let us go quickly!" ”

The fat man of the Yellow River Gate is still familiar with it, but the Yellow River Ancient Gate, like us, is the first time he has heard of it. The fat man gave me a letting go, and Li Lin and I untied the ink fountain line in their hands and told the two of them to get out.

Let go of the people, we didn't feel sleepy, closed the door and sat in the living room with three people. The fat man made seven or eight phone calls and asked everywhere about the Yellow River Ancient Gate, but he didn't ask about anything.

At one o'clock in the morning, I slowed down a little, thinking that the people of Gumen might not make a move tonight, so I asked about the origin of Jinshan Temple.

"Have you ever heard of the water flooding Jinshan?" The fat man sat down and lit a cigarette.

Li Lin and I both nodded, but asked in disbelief: "The temple that suppressed the White Lady?" ”

The fat man nodded, took a puff of cigarette and said: "Ordinary people can't become bald donkeys, because they can't get out of the world, but as long as they become bald donkeys, their cultivation is definitely the strongest among the people of the same generation, so there is a saying in the Xuanmen, it is better to mess with villains than bald donkeys." ”

Fahai is a nightmare of our childhood, it can be said that I hate it so much, but the old bald donkey is a high cultivator, and the white lady can't help him.

Li Lin asked puzzledly: "Could it be that bald donkeys are all geniuses?" ”

The fat man gave him a blank look, threw away the cigarette butt and said: "If you can let go of the seven emotions and six desires, eat fasting and chant Buddha every day, in addition to meditation and chanting, you can also become a genius!" ”

Li Lin and I were stunned, thinking about it, talent is important, but the most important thing is personal effort.

The heart of the bald donkey allows them to let go of all their cultivation, and it is difficult to think about it if they are not strong. It's just that a person has been practicing hard for several years, and he always thinks about making some achievements and becoming famous. At this point, even bald donkeys can't get rid of the vulgar, which leads to some distortions in their personalities, often indistinguishable from right and wrong.

In the story of the White Lady, Fahai is such an existence.

After the fat man finished speaking, he took out another cigarette and lit it and said: "He said that you have a relationship with the Buddha, not that he wants to temper you, it may be that there is something related to you in Jinshan Temple, if you can spare time, you can go over and take a look." ”

I nodded, I didn't understand what the bald donkey said at first, but before leaving, it probably meant that. It's just that bald donkeys like to play Zen machines, and half of the words are guessed.

After chatting until more than two o'clock in the morning, the fat man answered another phone call, and the person who had entrusted him to inquire about the ancient gate of the Yellow River gave a reply, but there was still no result.

Only then did the fat man stand up and say, "I don't think I will come tonight, so let's rest and wake up at night." ”

I was a little anxious, stood up and asked, "Fat brother, if he doesn't come, we will be stuck here and waiting like this?" ”

"Who said that? What to do, don't forget that there are people from your grandmother's house around, they are not straw bales, put people in tonight, you should know that there are people behind. Pack up your things early tomorrow morning and come with me to work! ”

The fat man said, changed his slippers and went upstairs.

When he said work, he naturally referred to the ancestral tomb of Zhao Guogang's family.

My daughter-in-law and children should be asleep, I listened to no movement in the house, and I didn't bother, and slept in the same room with Li Lin.

Half asleep and half awake in the second half of the night, fortunately there was nothing to do all night, the fat man woke us up early the next morning, I went to knock on my daughter-in-law's door, it was Zhao Linger who came to open the door, I almost laughed out loud when I saw the ink fountain line on her head, but I still held back.

If I laugh now, the fat man will suffer, after all, some things get worse the more I think about them.

My daughter-in-law was still asleep, and when I went in, Niuniu manifested herself, stopped me at the door, and stretched out her hand to hug me.

I picked her up, and Niuniu leaned into my ear and said, "Brother, I feel that the strength in my sister-in-law's body is very unstable, you have to let her rest more." ”

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the daughter-in-law's health. But now that I'm leaving the villa, I'm not worried about leaving her alone at home.

Niuniu is very sensible, seeing that Li Lin and the fat man are carrying things, Zhao Ling'er is also hurriedly packing up her makeup, knowing that we are going out, she pulled the back of my head and whispered in front of my ear: "Brother, you leave your sister-in-law here, Niuniu will protect her." ”

My heart warms when I hear this, but I still don't feel at ease.

Seeing that Niuniu didn't say anything, she looked at me with watery eyes and asked bluntly: "Brother doesn't believe Niuniu?" ”

If the fat man asked them, I didn't have to think about it to answer that I didn't believe it, but now that a naïve little girl asked it, I was really embarrassed.

The fat man saw that I was stunned in the house for a long time and didn't come out, so he urged outside. I glanced at my sleeping daughter-in-law, gritted my teeth and pinched Niuniu's face and said, "Then I will hand over your sister-in-law to you, you must take care of it." I'll be back before dark. ”

Even if the people of the Yellow River Ancient Gate can't control the Heavenly Master's Mansion and Qi Lao Dao, I don't believe that no one can't control them, otherwise the world would have been chaotic a long time ago.

In broad daylight, they didn't dare to mess around.

Zhao Ling'er also made her face at this time, and wore a peaked cap to cover the black line on her head.

The fat man also contacted Zhao Guogang and his wife outside, and agreed to meet at the cemetery at the foot of the mountain. I closed the door of my room and came out, and I put a black note on the door.

When we got outside, the fat man drove the car into the community, and he was still on the phone at this time, and he said, "I just called Director Shen, and he asked us to go to the museum first, and there is a new discovery of the Xixia text on the coffin!" ”

My idea is to figure things out one by one, the demonic thing, even if there is a record on the ancient coffin now, we can't do anything, after all, there is no news from the old spirit of the locust tree.

I was about to tell the fat man what I thought, Li Lin suddenly sat up straight in the car, stretched out his hand to touch the chisel, and Ermao in the carriage also stood up.

Not far away, a man who looked like a community administrator was walking towards us. I was worried that Ermao would get into trouble, so I hurriedly pulled the car door down and grabbed its neck.

Now we were all frightened birds, and we were very nervous at the slightest disturbance, and the fat man and Li Lin saw that the man was coming towards us, and hurriedly pulled the car door down, and there were still about five steps away from us, and the man stopped and began to trim the grass and trees.

When we saw it, we were all relieved.

But just as I was about to let go of Ermao, the gardener suddenly said: "I'm Miao Wei, the locust tree spirit has a whereabouts, go out of the community to the left, stop at a small roadside supermarket, and our people will get in the car and lead the way." ”

In the surname of the Miao people, Miao is the common surname, and in recent years, after integrating into the Han culture, there are also Han surnames, but the pure Miao people are all surnamed Miao.

Of course, this does not mean that all people with the surname Miao are Miao, but at least the ancestors must be connected with the Miao.

As soon as he said his surname, I knew that it was from my grandmother's family, because my mother's surname was also Miao. The fat man didn't talk to us, pretending not to hear, I comforted Ermao, got into the car and left.

According to Miao Wei's guidance, after walking for more than 500 meters, I really saw a small supermarket, and a young man dressed in ordinary clothes was sitting at the door.

I've only seen the leader of the Red Witch, and I don't even bother to ask about the name, and the rest of the people are all unfamiliar faces, in fact, this kind of non-acquaintance can better cover up each other.

The fat man stopped the car, the young man got up and came over, pulled the car door and got in, sat next to Li Lin, stretched out his hand to shake hands with me through Li Lin and said, "Little master, my name is Miao Qing!" ”

I nodded, and took a closer look at his face, both of them were twenty-five or sixteen years old, very young.

For the people in my grandmother's house, I was grateful in my heart, and when I let go of my hand, I called out to my brother, and then asked him the location of the old master of the locust tree.

Miao Qing said: "After escaping one day, we found that it went towards the mountain and stopped in a cemetery near Qinglong Mountain. ”

When Zhao Ling'er in the passenger seat heard this, he turned his head and exclaimed: "Qinglong Mountain, isn't that my family's ancestral cemetery?" ”

Miao Qing didn't know the situation and was stunned for a moment. However, we have been to Qinglong Mountain, and we heard Zhao Guogang say that the land in Qinglong Mountain was bought by him a few years ago, and the relocation of more than 20 ancestral tombs at that time was the work presided over by Du Denghai.

Miao Qing listened to my explanation, and said with a slightly serious expression: "Miss Zhao, if it is really your family's graveyard, then your family must not be going well recently, because in addition to the old spirit of the locust tree, we have also noticed that the yin spirits nearby are gathering towards Qinglong Mountain. ”

Zhao Ling'er's life is almost gone, and it is no longer a question of whether it is smooth or not.

The fat man stood outside smoking, listened to all Miao Qing's words, opened the car door and sat in before saying, "Go to the museum first, Director Shen's discovery is probably related to the gathering of yin spirits." ”

It's not easy to say too much on the phone, but Director Shen should have mentioned it somewhat, and the fat man has the bottom in his heart.