Zuo Xianghuan and Shi Suwen were stunned for a few seconds, and the former gave Qin Niang a thumbs up.

Qinniang smiled indifferently, turned to me and said, "Husband, are you going out?" ”

"Well, there are fewer of us now, and the other party is an old overseas Chinese, I heard Wenzi say that it is quite big, and we must go there."

Without waiting for Qin Niang to speak, Shi Su asked and suddenly said: "Anyway, being idle is idle, Qin Niang, why don't we play with the past." ”

"Hmm." Qin Niang nodded.

She had just stood up when a figure suddenly stepped out from behind the curtain, and I turned my head to see that it was Shadow Six.

This Empress Shadow Guard's hiding skills are really deep, and I haven't found out about her existence after I came in for so long.

"Miss, the empress has an order, you can't help Wu Gongzi."

I was about to speak, but Qin Niang said in a calm and pleasant tone: "It's just to accompany my husband to go out for a walk, and I will naturally not forget what I promised her." ”

After two seconds of eye contact with Qinniang, Shadow Six slowly retreated into the darkness.

More than an hour later, I drove a group of four people in the direction of Lake City.

When I was about to arrive at my destination, Zuo Xianghuan, who had just finished making a phone call, said to me who was driving, "Master, Brother Wen Zi has already told me all the precautions. Our destination is called Yin Opera Village, but Old Man Bai is not there at the moment. Yin Opera Village is in the mountains, the traffic is not developed over there, and Old Man Bai is now in the village that enters the mountains, we are about to meet him, let me talk about the precautions first. ”

Zuo Xianghuan's words not only surprised me, but immediately said, "What do you pay attention to? People are just employers, is it still the emperor and the president? ”

"Master, you don't know. The old man smuggled into Canada 50 years ago, and spent 30 years building a very powerful gang in the border cities of Canada and the United States. ”

"What, gang boss?"

I was also scared, and the other party was still a foreign gangster.

This foreign gangster is not the same as the domestic gangsters, people can justifiably hold guns in their bags, and sweep whoever is unhappy, but the real gangsters in China have already stopped cooking, and they are basically some stragglers gathered together in groups of three or five.

Foreign gangsters are called firefights, and domestic gangsters can only be called mutual cuts.

"Hey, Huanzi, that old man Bai isn't the kind of person who rushes at every turn, right?"

Since the other party is a gang leader, the nature is different. And, although I had encountered a lot of things, this was the first time I had dealt with a gangster, and I glanced at Shi Suwen.

As a result, the mad woman said angrily, "What do you think I'm doing? Isn't it usually a cow that is coaxing and abandoning you? Now when I hear that the other party is a gang boss, this is cowardly? ”

"It's not about shrugging, it's about avoiding any trouble."

I said angrily.

Seeing that I was a little cautious, Zuo Xianghuan couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, it's not as exaggerated as you say, legend has it that he is also an amiable old man, provided that we don't violate his taboos." ”

"What's the taboo? Let's hear it. ”

"His taboo is very simple, that is, he cannot be said to be old. You also know that although those big people have reached their age, they are not old enough, not to mention anything else, and the old man in my family is like this. ”

I raised my eyebrows and continued, "What else?" ”

Zuo Xianghuan thought for a while and said, "There should be no others, and we just have a few words with him." Brother Wen Zi said that the task he gave us was to deal with the curse of Yin Xicun, as long as we tried to avoid contact with him. ”

"That's right."

I nodded, and my face gradually returned to calmness.

The village next to the entrance to the mountain is called Wangjiadun, and the villagers here are all surnamed Wang.

Wangjiadun is a large village with a large population, and there are also some private enterprises and workshops here, so there are more people coming and going in the village, and the roads are relatively wide.

On this trip, I drove a business car, which was not so eye-catching, so it rarely attracted the attention of others.

The car stopped in the open space in front of an old-fashioned big house on the east side of the village, and when the four of us got out of the car, we happened to see an old man with crane hair and a childish face sitting under the plane tree in front of the big house chatting with a few old people in their hometown.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the old man, and the old man gave me a pretty good feeling, quite kind.

His clothes were also very casual, although there was still a certain difference between him and the old people next to him, but they talked very harmoniously, and there were some children running by with a smile next to him.

I walked up with Zuo Xiang happily, while Qin Niang and Shi Suwen sat in the car.

As Qin Niang said before, she just came out to relax, after all, I have more things to do now, and the two of us have less and less time together, which is not good for the relationship of both parties.

"Hello Mr. Bai, I'm Wu Jie."

I walked up to Bai Lao, although I didn't use honorifics, but my tone was very polite.

"Young man, what are you doing standing, sit down."

"Okay."

I was not polite, but sat on the bench next to Bai Lao, and asked Bai Lao: "Mr. Bai, it is almost noon now, and we are going to enter the village before one o'clock in the afternoon, so if you tell me anything first, we will start preparing soon." ”

Bai Lao smiled: "I don't have much to say, in a word, as long as you help me solve the curse of Yin Xi Village, everything is easy to say!" ”

"Okay!"

As I spoke, I got up.

At this time, I noticed a group of people watching in the field in front of me, and at the same time, there was a large truck parked on the road next to the field, which seemed to be loaded with something, and some young men were preparing to unload the goods.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Zuo Xianghuan couldn't help but ask when he saw that I didn't get into the car.

I frowned: "Let's go, let's go over and have a look." ”

As we walked towards the field, I deliberately looked behind me with my eyes.

At this time, Bai Lao said a few words to a few old people, he seemed to know the original ones, stood up with a smile, said a word to a pair of men and women beside him, and then followed.

When we got closer, we found that eight of them were carrying a huge stone sculpture in the shape of a "well" with four wooden stakes.

"Master, what are they carrying the stone turtle for?" Zuo Xianghuan asked me

"What a stone turtle, no culture, this is a."

Gang Tuan, also known as Baxia, is one of the nine sons of the dragon.

Generally, a huge stone tablet will be carried on the back, or singing praises of virtue, or writing biographies, etc.

I glanced at Zuo Xianghuan.

The latter scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "That, I grew up abroad since I was a child, and I know too little about Chinese culture. ”

"Listen more, watch more. Our Chinese culture is broad and profound, and there is too much to learn. ”

At the same time, I noticed a small bamboo grove next to a farmland not far ahead, and three men were digging a pit in the bamboo grove, as if they were going to bury something.

Soon, I saw a lame middle-aged man limping with a sandalwood box, slowly putting it into the dirt pit, and then letting people fill it.

After the landfill was completed, he said to the young men: "Come, press the scum!" ”

When I saw this, I immediately exclaimed, "Wait! ”

The sudden shouting naturally attracted the attention of the villagers.

I strode over, standing in front of a few young men, and scanned the surroundings with cold eyes.

After discovering that most of the people around me were stunned and confused, my heart also relaxed a little.

"Hey, who are you?"

The lame middle-aged man looked at me unkindly, and at the same time cast a glance at an old man with gray hair next to him.

The white-haired old man immediately straightened his face and said angrily: "Alien boy, we are doing business here, if you delay the hour because you are alone, our whole village will not let you go!" ”

As he spoke, two middle-aged men behind the white-haired old man came up with sticks and wanted to drive me away.

As soon as I heard this, I couldn't help but sneer: "Ouch, the whole village won't let me go?" This hat is buttoned quite big, I'm afraid that you are going to make the whole village suffer by going down to this town, right? ”

The lame middle-aged man immediately became furious: "Nonsense! Get rid of him! ”

Seeing the other party smashing with a stick, I was thinking about whether to do it when a fragrant wind wafted by, and then a red shadow appeared in his eyes, and I didn't see how the other party made a move, the two middle-aged men with sticks flew out upside down and fell heavily into the mud field more than ten meters away.

"Wow! O chivalrous! ”

With Zuo Xianghuan's exclamation, I realized that the person who helped me turned out to be the woman wearing a sexy red dress next to Bai Lao.

At this moment, the woman just moved in a dashing manner to put down the hem of her skirt with a left slit and stood proudly in front of me.

"What are you doing? How can you treat guests from afar like this! Spread out! ”

Only a middle-aged man shouted, and then the crowd moved out of the way, and the old white man and the big man in black came out of the crowd, and then the middle-aged man who spoke.

"Village chief, this foreign kid is hindering us from doing things, and now the hour is coming soon, and it will be too late!"

When the lame middle-aged man saw the coming, he hurriedly shouted.

The village chief didn't look at the lame middle-aged man and the white-haired old man, and then said to me: "Young man, you are a master invited by Bai Lao, since you saw this matter and stopped it, there must be a reason, now everyone is here, please tell us why." ”

(Battlefield Literature)