"Don't be nervous, it's just almost, nothing really happened, He Lily is fine." Hearing my tone become nervous, Yuan Jinzhu hurriedly said.

Settle the mood, I ask what exactly happened, and explain it clearly.

Yuan Jinzhu said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I came back just now and found that the little ghost raised by He Baihe also happened to come back from outside, and was about to go upstairs, and ...... There is the breath of the Seven Evil Spirits on his body, and if he comes back a little late, I'm afraid something will happen. ”

He Shuman's little ghost, while Yuan Jinzhu was not there, slipped out of the community, and also came into contact with the Seven Evil Spirits that had disappeared for a long time, and brought its breath back?

You know, during this time, although we have not restricted the freedom of that little ghost, it has never left the community again, and it is alone downstairs in the middle of the night to entertain itself.

And tonight, Yuan Jinzhu left with his front foot, and his back foot also slipped out of the community to contact the Seven Evil Spirits, what does this mean?

Is it a big game and it takes the opportunity to leave, or is it something else?

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Putting away my doubts, I asked Yuan Jinzhu.

"Can you still be mistaken? Don't look at Dao Ye, how can you be wrong about this little thing, do you think Dao Ye's fiery eyes are really blind...... "I think it's normal to ask this, but Yuan Jinzhu doesn't think so, the old problem of not being able to hear others doubting his ability suddenly started again, and he began to talk about it.

At this time, I still had the mind to dwell on this bit of, and I had nothing to say, so I hurriedly asked him not to talk nonsense and get down to business!

"Don't worry, that's the problem, nothing will happen. With me here, even if there is really anything wrong with that little ghost, it won't hurt He Lily. Listening to my serious tone, Yuan Jinzhu stopped rambling.

I thought for a moment and asked, "You didn't do anything to that little ghost, did you?" ”

Yuan Jinzhu said, that's definitely not, I'm not an idiot, how can I act rashly, forget it, I can't say it clearly for a while now, you deal with your side first, and I'll talk to you when I go back.

I wanted to say a few more words, but as soon as I opened my mouth, the phone was completely silent, and I couldn't turn on it anymore, and I didn't know if it was out of power or completely broken, so I had to put it away and concentrate on walking.

led the men of the Ma family, carried Ma Xiaolu's body, and when he returned halfway, Luo Wenxin, who was walking very slowly with a tree branch as a crutch, couldn't do it at all, and couldn't walk anymore.

After all, he is almost sixty years old, his physical exertion is so great, and he was beaten to vomit blood, it is not easy to survive until now.

So for the rest of the way, I had to let a few strong men take turns to carry it.

When I returned to the courtyard of the Ma family, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

The man whose face was torn has been taken to the hospital and is said to have not woken up yet. Fortunately, Shi Shusheng was fine, he just fainted at the time, and I woke up shortly after chasing him out, and was resting on the bed in the room where I was drawing.

Luo Wenxin is already like this, so naturally he can't be in charge anymore, and although I am also in pain all over my body, it is as uncomfortable as falling apart, but I can still talk and move around, so I arranged for someone to send Luo Wenxin to the hospital for examination, and then instructed the Ma family to tidy up the mourning hall and bury Ma Xiaolu again.

"Little ...... Mr. Li, are you okay now? After settling everything, Ma Jianshen asked me cautiously, with a scared face.

Although he did not chase to the mountain, but stayed to stabilize the situation, when Ma Xiaolu deceived the corpse and broke through the gate and fled, he also saw it, and no one would be afraid of this kind of thing.

Seeing that he was not the only one, the entire courtyard looked at me with the same expression, so I had to stand up, try to make my voice as loud as possible, and said: "Don't worry, nothing will happen now, the memorial will be memorial, and the cremation and burial will be on time when the day dawns." ”

Hearing my clear words, the hearts of everyone in the Ma family really fell, scrubbed the dirt on Ma Xiaolu's corpse, covered the wound on the forehead with cosmetics, and changed clothes again, the mourning hall quickly lit incense and candles, and the heart-rending cries of Ma Xiaolu's parents and other relatives also came out.

Although it was uncomfortable to listen to, it ...... That's what a funeral should look like.

However, except for venting the sadness that has been suppressed in my heart until now, everything else seems to be just going through the motions and seeking peace of mind, and there is no point in it.

Because Ma Xiaolu has already lost his soul, no, it is not as good as his soul is scattered.

After sitting and resting for a while with a heavy heart, I got up with Zhang Xiaowei's support and entered the room where I had drawn before.

At my command, the four spiritual maps were put away and placed on the table. The other three were intact, except for the "White Tiger" hanging behind the gate, which was almost torn in half, and the whole picture was stained with scattered black spots like ink.

I got close to the tip of my nose and sniffed it, and the indescribable fishy smell was unpleasant, which made people sick to their stomachs.

It seems that as Luo Wenxin said, after he left the mourning hall, someone sprayed this unknown liquid on the White Tiger Diagram, interrupting the suppression of Ma Xiaolu by the Four Divine Monarchs.

You must know that under normal circumstances, even if it is interrupted by an external force, the painter can feel it for the first time. Since I didn't feel anything at the time, it means that the saboteurs have other means than just spraying this filthy liquid.

The first thing that came to my mind was the old woman who was kind and kind, but also seemed mysterious.

Thinking about it carefully, when there was a drastic change in the mourning hall and people were panicking, I chased it out, and I really didn't see the old woman.

It stands to reason that even if there was chaos at the time, if she was there, I would definitely be able to see it.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked Zhang Xiaowei to call a few Ma family members, and when I asked, sure enough, after the upheaval, no one saw the old woman again.

Even Zhang Xiaowei, who stayed to help stabilize the situation and was relatively calm, after thinking carefully for a while, was sure that he didn't see it.

"Who is the old woman and where does she live?" My expression was a little serious, it was so strange, with the old woman at least eighty years old, even if she left after the incident, she should not be unseen.

In such a chaotic situation, not being seen by everyone, including me, the old woman is very suspicious!

I thought that this question was very simple, as long as I asked, I would soon know the information of the old woman and her home address, but unexpectedly, the five or six people from the Ma family in the room were all stunned, and then you look at me, I look at you, look at each other, and no one answers.

"Does no one know?" I couldn't help but feel my heart sink and my face changed slightly.

"Mr. Li, don't worry, wait for me to ask, we don't recognize it, it doesn't mean that others don't recognize it. Since she knows that such a big thing happened to the Ping family, it proves that even if she doesn't live in our Majiapo, she must not be far away, if no one recognizes her, we don't dare to invite her in, right? Seeing that my face was not good, a middle-aged man who was a little thin hurriedly said.

Again, my expression softened a little.

However, what people never expected was that the entire Ma family ...... There really isn't anyone who knows the old woman!