There are so many things happening these days, it seems as if everything happened by accident, and even some others will not pay much attention to it, and often behind the tranquility and nature, there will be the strongest storms. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hustle and bustle was only temporary, and at the moment when everyone was desperately trying to put out the fire, although this hidden danger was finally extinguished, Tang Batian faintly felt something. It was almost a reasonable reason, but Tang Batian's ears heard the sound of the Ninth Master's private ear. That was what made Tang Batian the most shocked, and made Tang Batian feel for the first time that he needed to re-examine the person of the Ninth Master.

"There are immortal yin souls in heaven and earth, and if you absorb some of the essence of conscious yin souls, you will be powerful and cause chaos. There are people in the world who know how to manipulate these ghosts, and it will cause great harm to ordinary people. Now someone has manipulated a fire candle ghost, and you have been driven away by you with the filth of feces and urine here in Tangjia Road, and he will definitely go to other places to make trouble. If I don't guess wrong, there will be no casualties, but obviously this is just a trick! ”

Thinking of what the Ninth Master said to himself, Tang Batian felt a chill in his heart.

Who is manipulating this, and what is it trying to do in the Hall of Propagation?

Tang Batian's heart was naturally in a mess, although he usually belonged to a calm person, but he knew that the current era was no longer the time for him to speak up. I have sat in this position for a long time, although everyone knows their own power, but it is because of this power that everyone forgets their former glory. Tang Batian didn't want to look for the glory of the past, but he understood more that he needed to keep pace with the times.

Tang Zurao is still calling on everyone to clean up the mess, although the Shen Mansion that caught fire belongs to both sides of the house, but the fire here has spread to Gao Yantang's hall. For the villagers, the hall house represents the worship of their ancestors, not to mention that Gao Yantang is even more extraordinary for the Tang Zurao branch. So the brothers and nephews were gathering together and standing at the door of the hall to look inside, the half-blackened beams.

Tang Batian's gaze fell on an old man on the side, this was an old man with a clear and elegant appearance, looking at a kind face. He stood in silence at the front of the steps, not looking inside the hall, but at the home of the burned Shen Building. The others were making a lot of noise, but the old man was silent with his hands behind his back, and his eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

If people who know the truth will definitely think that this old man has no heart and lungs, Tang Batian rarely relieved his brows, and strode towards this old man, because this old man is Tang Zurao's father, and the famous and learned old man Tang Da Province of the promotion hall.

"Eight days, it's such a cold day, why did you come here!" Seeing Tang Batian coming over quickly, the old man actually asked with a smile, and stretched out his hand to signal Tang Batian to sit down on the wooden bench on the side.

"At noon and in the afternoon, the village committee has been in a meeting, just entered the chess family's road to burn the house, we rushed over to extinguish the fire together, I didn't expect the ninth master to say that this direction is dangerous, you say evil or not, the words have not fallen, I saw smoke here. Fortunately, Zu Rao came back quickly, otherwise I wouldn't have the face to see you in the future! Tang Batian's tone was rarely soft, and his voice was much lowered.

Tang Daxing didn't seem to care about this, but he looked at Tang Batian with some astonishment: "Where is the Ninth Master over there?" What did he say? ”

Seeing Tang Daxing's expression, Tang Batian didn't know whether it was good or bad for a while, so he had to say truthfully: "Tang Jiadao is crazy, it just so happened that the Ninth Master was at Tang Pingbei's house and called him over!" Tang Batian simply explained the situation at that time, because there was nothing to do here, and he also lit the lantern, so Tang Batian was not in a hurry.

Tang Daxing's face was solemn, and as Tang Batian spoke, his brows furrowed tightly. Seeing that Tang Daxing didn't squeak, Tang Batian suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart. There are too many things happening these days, although he hasn't sorted out his thoughts yet, but for him, the more things that seem normal, the more often there is a great conspiracy behind them, and he naturally knows that things are a little complicated.

Tang Batian wished that there was nothing, but even he didn't want to believe it.

There are still normal accounts of the death of several old people, but from the unexpected loss of the child in Tang Dianfeng's family, the shocking image he saw, although others did not feel that it was wrong, but after Tang Batian heard what Luo Ran said, he understood that there were people in this world who were mad. Not only will it create a variety of causes of death, but it can even instantly suck out a person's essence and blood.

That kind of terrifying ending made Tang Batian feel the conspiracy, but there was no evidence of the incident, and as a person who spoke in the promotion hall, he must not talk nonsense. At this time, seeing Tang Daxing's expression, Tang Batian suddenly thought that this old man was good at public opinion, and he was also a master of finding holes. Not to mention that he knows how to learn from the master, at least he has too much insight than ordinary people.

"Have you seen Lao Luo in the past two days?" Tang Daxing suddenly asked an inexplicable word, and looked at Tang Batian with a worried face.

Where did Tang Batian dare to hide it, he hurriedly nodded and whispered, nervously looking at the dazzling eyes of the people in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "What is wrong with the thirteen barbarians?" ”

Who knew that Tang Daxing did not respond, but quietly looked at the figure over there through the horse lantern, and after a long time, the pair of solemn eyes fell on Tang Batian's face again: "A few days ago, on a whim, I suddenly flipped through the old yellow calendar and saw a not very good technique, so I asked for a hexagram!" When he said this, he actually stopped, and muttered for a while without making a sound.

Tang Batian still knew the character of Tang Da Province very well, and his heart suddenly woke up, so he raised his voice and said: "This weather is too cold, thirteen barbarians, let's go into the house and talk!" ”

"What are the unsightly words!" A sound like a broken gong sounded, and I saw a tall figure walking crookedly. The person was still some distance away, but the smell of alcohol was already rushing over.

Tang Daxing, who had already gotten up, didn't make a sound, the horse lantern was reflected on his face, and he seemed to stand quietly beside Tang Batian with a look that seemed to be smiling. Tang Batian got up immediately, and said with a rare smile: "There is a fire here, and I don't see your shadow, I thought you were cremated?" I'm getting ready to call someone to announce that everyone is looking for it! ”

"You're going to remember me?" The visitor grinned, and the smell of alcohol almost made him faint. The words were not polite at all, and a big palm slapped directly on Tang Batian's shoulder, and at the same time hugged Tang Batian's shoulder. Tang Batian's short figure was almost short, which made people feel painful to watch.

Tang Batian didn't cry out for pain, but let him hold him, but said with a wry smile: "Count you powerful, Shen Qiangchen, but you really have to drink less!" I'm about to be smoked to death by you, and I'm so close that I won't be able to live! ”

"You are a leader, naturally you don't have to worry about drinking, if I don't drink alcohol for a day, I will die! Didn't I just go to Zhonglong Hall to eat and come back! This person named Shen Qiangchen didn't care at all, but happily drank at the two of them, and then pointed to the hall and said: "I'm not here for a few hours, my mother can't even live in the house, which one is this singing?" ”

"I know how to drink it all day long, there are not many places in the village to drink it in the past two days, and you don't want to drink enough, but you still have to go to Zhonglong Hall to drink!" Tang Batian glanced at him and gave him a roll of his eyes.

"Don't laugh at me!" He actually lowered his voice, sighed and said, "A few families in the village don't bother me, and a few families belong to your Tang family!" If you can't talk about relatives, you can't talk about neighbors, and you can't be cheeky and go to the bar every day! Besides, although it is from the villagers, if you want to drink it, you have to mourn and go to the funeral! When my parishioner heard that I was going to mourn, he scolded me from morning to night! ”

Tang Daxing happily said on the side: "It's cold outside, go into the house and sit for a while!" ”

Seeing Tang Batian's appearance, this Shen Qiangchen actually didn't let go of him, but took his shoulders and entered Tang Daxing's house together.

The house still retains the style of decades ago, but the original large living room is now half used as a bedroom, and half as a living room with tables and chairs. This is where Tang Da Province usually lives, although there is only one room, it is clean and tidy. Especially when I saw the desk with exposed wood grain, there was a stack of white paper and calligraphy on it, and it was rare to see the four treasures of the study, which could imagine the usual life of the owner.

Tang Daxing didn't speak immediately, but let his cousin Thirteen Pian fiddle with the charcoal fire in the fire barrel, making the temperature in the room a little higher. Tang Batian sat quietly on the small wooden chair, thinking about the things of these days, and didn't pay attention to Shen Qiangyun who was muttering for a while. What is surprising is that Shen Qiangchen didn't have much to do, and poured a cup of boiling water in the thermos and drank it.

Thirteen smiled helplessly, and took a cup to make two cups of tea for Tang Batian and Tang Daxing. After taking a sip of tea, Tang Batian's thoughts became somewhat clearer. Not to mention the accident on the side of Hongzheng Hall, and then the Tang family road's cousin Qiong Cuihua had an accident, the complexity of this matter Tang Batian naturally couldn't tell others, because he was indeed the first to see it at that time, and it was not a person who saw it, because Tang Yuye was also there at that time.

But this matter can't be mentioned to others, although he is not a private meeting with Tang Yuye, but if he says this, he may cause others to associate with him, and even ruin this Tang Yuye. When he saw that kind of tragic situation at that time, Tang Batian didn't think it was an accident, because both of them seemed to have noticed the strangeness of this woman, and then watched her hang on the door frame, and the most shocking thing was that in less than three or five seconds, Qiong Cuihua was out of breath.

Tang Batian even thought he was dreaming. But then he came to his senses after someone called him dead. What happened at that time, now Tang Batian felt like he was in a dream.

Sitting in the big living room of Tang Da Province, Tang Batian suddenly felt that he was as small as an ant.