Even though the old executioner was buried, his home was still in the shadows, and every time I stood in front of his door, I could feel the cold burrowing into my body, and even more so now.

I pushed the door straight open and walked in, and I sensed that something should be waiting for me in the room.

When I pushed the door open, a dark shadow pounced directly, so I was mentally prepared to dodge it in time.

As I dodged sideways, the door behind me slammed shut, and I felt as if I had fallen into a black hole.

The situation of the enemy and the darkness made me crumble tightly.

Suddenly, there was a cat meow right ahead, and then a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness.

This light is not like the dawn in the darkness, but the kind of shadow that is more characteristic than the darkness.

And in the shadow, a black cat was crouching on a whetstone covered in blood.

A blue light shone on my body, and the corners of my mouth curled up slightly, as if he was laughing at me.

Seeing this black cat again, I was even more sure of my conjecture just now, this black cat is definitely not a mortal thing.

Yesterday, I was so nervous that I didn't look into it because I felt something was wrong, but now that I look closely, everything is not so mysterious.

The reason why the black cat is black is because of the rich yin qi, not so much a black cat, but a body dominated by yin qi.

Cats are originally spirits, and black cats are even more spirits, so it must be too much yin qi to erode it and then dominate it.

The thoughts in my mind became clearer, and I felt as if I had thought of everything.

The old executioner has no children and no daughters, and he has seen a lot of anger, and he has seen more angry things than anyone else.

But why did he commit suicide so suddenly? And he has killed people all his life, if he really wants to commit suicide, he will definitely be clean, but why did he die so miserably without his head being cut off?

Want to keep a whole corpse with yourself? When pigs fly. Because if that's the case, how could the chopper stay in his body?

So all of this points to something that must be wrong.

And this sudden black cat should be the source of everything.

My hand crept into my pocket, and I took the rune paper in my hand and got ready.

Then I started to test my hypothesis.

Under the playful gaze of the black cat, I slowly approached it, and it did not avoid because of my approach, and even began to shake its body, as if it was ready to attack me.

When the black cat jumped up and pounced on me, I hurriedly hit the rune paper on its body, and then a terrible cat meow sounded, and the black cat jumped away, leaving a blood mark on the back of my hand.

I glanced at the back of my hand, and the black gas lingered near the wound, and I didn't care about it, and looked at the black cat again.

I saw that the black cat kept writhing its body, stretching out its grip to slap off the rune paper on its body.

The screams of the black cat gave me the feeling that it was doing a weird dance.

After struggling for a long time, the rune paper finally fell off, but there was still green smoke from the place where the rune paper was pasted just now.

The black cat looked at me fiercely, and felt like it had pounced on me and eaten me.

Having already found the crux of the problem, I naturally wouldn't give it another chance, so I took out the rune paper again and rushed over.

But the black cat's hand was sharper than mine, leaving a claw on my shoulder and disappearing behind me.

I hurriedly turned around, and there was no trace of him.

Seeing the black cat disappear like this, I still regret it, and now I have determined that the crux of the problem is in the black cat, and if it can't be solved in time, it is very likely that the problem will occur again.

Without the trace of the black cat, I could only leave first, and when I arrived at Yang's house, the village chief had already arranged all the funeral affairs of Yang Da.

I briefly said a few words to the village chief, and then went about their own work.

Because Yang Da's future affairs are much simpler, I don't have anything to prepare, so I sat next to me and waited for the auspicious time, while continuing to sort out the things of the past two days.

However, the pain in my hands and back made it difficult for me to concentrate.

When I looked down, I realized that the wound was already a little festering.

I frowned, it seems that this black cat is also full of yin.

Then I pulled out the rune paper and pressed the wound down, the sting of my heart spurring my flesh.

Simply enough, the wound returned to normal after the pain.

Then I went to the village chief and asked him to help me take care of the wound on my shoulder.

"Boss of the Guan family, you didn't go to see the old executioner, why were you injured? Could it be that the old executioner crawled out in broad daylight? ”

Seeing the shocking wound on my shoulder, the village chief naturally thought of the old executioner, and his voice trembled.

"Village chief, I've already touched the matter now, and there are only some links that haven't been connected, and the old executioner is fine, you can rest assured that I will deal with it as soon as possible."

The village chief nodded, "Boss of the Guan family, your grandfather's skills are now inherited by you, this time the old executioner's matter is tricky, you have to treat him as an exam for you!" When your grandfather returns, your grandfather will definitely be proud. ”

Although the grandfather and the village chief are not brothers, they are better than brothers, and the two of them get together to talk about the world.

At this time, when I heard the village chief say this, I always wondered if my grandfather had told him something.

Suspicion is suspicion, I didn't ask in detail, because I was waiting for my grandfather to come back. Tell me personally.

The village chief helped me take care of my wounds, and we waited a little longer until the auspicious time came.

Because Yang Da died horizontally and couldn't stay at home longer, after presiding over the burial, he arranged for the next pass.

After the new eight immortals experienced the old executioner's affairs, the coffin was already familiar with a lot, and soon set off step by step.

This time, the village chief prepared a rooster, pressed the dragon's head, and went all the way smoothly and quickly to the cemetery.

Yang Da died tragically this time, leaving his mother-in-law and children to be pitiful, and I specially came to say a word of protection, hoping that he could protect the safety of future generations.

When the coffin was buried, watching his mother-in-law and children cry bitterly, I could only sigh silently.

I admit that I didn't handle the old executioner's affairs well, but it was him who had the accident, and I can only say that this was his calamity.

After the burial, I went back to Yang's house for a banquet, and Aunt Yang apologized to me, saying that I was too impulsive in the morning.

I knew that the village chief should have done the ideological work for her, so I comforted her a few more words and left.

Out of the Yang family, I asked the village chief to summon the people born in the village Yang to gather in the brigade, after all, the black cat is still solved, and the danger still exists, so it needs to be arranged again.

And I hurried home to find my grandfather's notes.

I remember when I looked through it last night, there was a similar thing that should be rewarding......