It was already completely dark.

Compared to the warmth and romance of the compound, the situation on the other side is bleak.

The people in the ancestral hall have already moved everything in the ancestral hall to block the door, and even the ancestors of the clan have taken out the main cards to top the door. Widow Li cried while helping to move the tablet and confess the case: "The ancestors must protect us well, otherwise we will be exterminated!" ”

Another girl next to her said: "Hey, why don't you even have a rockery in this courtyard!" ”

Soon he was refuted by an old woman with a crying face: "What is the weight of the rockery?" Didn't the girl just say that these monsters are not afraid of pain or death..."

When Ma Xiaoguo heard this, he was also a little sad: "Could this be the will of heaven?" Heaven is going to die in my Majia Village? ”

Thinking about it, I instinctively looked at the masked pool girl. Fang had a brief conversation, because she already knew that this girl's surname was Chi Mingjing and she was from Gucheng. She couldn't tell why she often pinned her hopes on this girl, but she felt that she could only be safe by following her.

And Chi Jing didn't know what these people were thinking, she listened to the sound of banging on the door one by one, and suddenly closed her eyes. All the chaotic sounds around her were blocked, and she calmed down and listened carefully.

There is a flute...

It's still the corpse controller playing the flute, and it seems that he won't give up if he doesn't break through the door.

With a slight sigh in her heart, she was about to open her eyes, but she frowned tightly when her eyes were closed. In addition to the voices of the people in the ancestral hall, the crying, in addition to the sound of the corpses banging on the door outside the door, and the unconscious low roar... In addition to this, there is a voice...

...

The door of the ancestral hall has finally been smashed open - for the bloodthirsty corpses, it is very helpless for the monks to have more porridge and less porridge, and at this time, even if it is separated by a foolish mountain, they can also break open.

There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid that there is a heart... Corpse.

The moment the door was slammed open, the little door-knocking experts roared excitedly, as if they were cheering in victory. The sound of the flute never stopped, and they walked in in a very orderly manner one after another, holding their crooked necks.

The rhythm of the flute was very slow at this time, as if to say to them: Don't worry, don't rob, everyone has a share, and it will never be lost.

However, when they all walked to the courtyard of the ancestral hall and stood still, the little experts were all dumbfounded—there was no one in the ancestral hall.

Obviously the smell of people in the yard, the smell of blood... Little experts, you look at me, I look at you, and then look at the god cards scattered on the ground, and look at the sky.

The flute is urgent!

They shook uncontrollably! As if encouraged, he left behind the moment's dazedness and sense of being deceived, and staggered to search for the ancestral hall.

In the corridor as far as the eye can see, there is no one. Spacious hall, no one. Under the confession, there is no one. The wings on both sides of the main hall are empty.

No, no, no! The sound of the flute continued to urge, and they became furious and began to bump into the contents of the ancestral hall.

The big vase smashed the ground, and there was no one.

"Ahh

The corpses all stopped their movements in unison, and looked at the big red column in unison, their eyes full of crimson.

Almost immediately, the little master of hitting the door turned into a little expert of hitting the post.

...

"Come down, they probably heard you!"

Ma Xiaoguo jumped to her feet in a hurry, especially after hearing Widow Li's sneezing, which was almost immediately followed by a burst of crashing posts, and tried her best to hold back the curse of letting the widow go to her husband.

But then again, this girl is really good.

Even the people in their own village didn't know that there was a secret passage under the pillar that could only allow one person to enter, and there was a thin sound of water in the secret passage. Not only that, but she also knew where the mechanism of the pillar was!

It's amazing! How?

Of course, she wouldn't think that Miss Chi had known it a long time ago, after all, she also saw the six gods and no masters that flashed on Miss Chi's face. But the strange thing is that after closing her eyes for a while, Miss Chi "heard" this secret passage by ear.

Pool girl's ears really! That's amazing! You can still hear the mechanism! Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoguo's eyes at Chi Jing became even hotter.

She must follow Miss Chi in the future, her only father is dead, she has no one and nothing, only a small farmyard, leaving only a sad feeling. Ma Xiaoguo checked the things in his arms, which were his father's relics.

Dad handed her the things yesterday and told her to keep them safe.

She remembered that her father said at the time: "Guoguo, you have to put this thing away." You can't lose it or give it to people at will, but you can't keep it for yourself, and you can't take it apart to see. After tomorrow, if you meet someone you admire, you want to go with her. You give it to her in exchange for a chance to stay with that person. That person will take good care of you for the rest of your life. ”

"Dad, who is that man?" Before today, she was still naïve and ignorant, and asked casually.

"When the time comes, you'll know who it is." Her gray-haired father, who is not yet fifty years old, is not only the village chief, but also the "Mi Gong" of the village. What is "Mi Gong"? This starts with "Mi Po".

Mi Po is actually a person who can communicate with people in the underworld, which is what is called a psychic. If someone's house is restless, maybe something strange has happened, they will grab a handful of rice from their house, wrap it in red paper, and come to Mi Po.

Mi Po took the rice that the future had brought from her home and threw a handful on the table. Staring at the rice for a while will give the visitor the answer they want.

And her father is "Mi Gong". The difference between "Mi Gong" and "Mi Po" is just the gender of the psychic.

"Daddy." Ma Xiaoguo thought of something again, and his face flushed, "Is that person a man or a woman?" ”

"Hahaha," her father laughed, "My Guoguo wants to match someone, isn't it... Hehehehe..."

"Dad, I hate it!" She was anxious and ashamed and stomped her feet, and her daughter's delicate demeanor was full of shame.

Dad looked at her with that kind of reluctant eyes, and suddenly two lines of old tears came straight down. "Guoguo has grown up, Dad is really reluctant to leave Guoguo..."

"Dad—" she was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to coax her. Dad, what's wrong with you, crying like a child? Not afraid of being laughed at by your neighbors? ”

"Guoguo... Her father, who had always been strong and silent, may have felt that something was abnormal at the moment, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears in embarrassment. After wiping away his tears, Ma Dad was determined to look at her, as if to see her heart, and said, "Guoguo, you must take good care of yourself!" Follow that person well, whether it's a man or a woman! ”

"Dad, what's wrong with you today? Quirky and weird? Ma Xiaoguo couldn't cry or laugh.

"You promise me!" Her father was stubborn about getting a promise.

"Okay, good, I promise you, promise you." Ma Xiaoguo replied with a smile.

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