The person who left the note should not be the old witch in the cloak, no matter how fast she runs, it is impossible to catch up with the county seat at this time.

But how would this person who left the note know that I had those scraps of drawings on me? Do you still know about Linjiazhuang?

Could it be that someone was eavesdropping outside the Taoist temple just now?

With this in mind, I didn't rush to find out.

The motorcycle ran out of gas, so I carried Lin Miao to the hotel in the county, and Li Qianwu took the gas to drive the motorcycle.

At eight o'clock in the morning, after Lin Miao woke up, she seemed to be much calmer, but she was still in tears.

I saw that I was distressed, so I told her not to cry, and that revenge was not in a hurry, and that the days ahead would be very long.

Lin Miao nodded, telling me that she knew, but she finally begged Qingxinguan to take her in, and she wanted to learn some skills, but now she didn't learn anything, so she was kicked out again.

I saw that she was crying for this, and I couldn't cry or laugh for a while, so I said to her, "If you want to learn skills, what Taoist temple do you go to?" Those sisters-in-law will ask you to work, learn from me, and distribute food and shelter. ”

Lin Miao wiped her tears and raised her eyes to look at me.

I nodded solemnly, indicating that I was serious.

But Li Miao still put aside to wipe her tears, and whimpered, "I just don't want to be a burden to you, so I went to the Taoist temple to practice, but ......"

Originally, I was very distressed when I saw Lin Miao crying like a tearful person, but when I heard her say this at this time, my heart suddenly swelled with excitement, and I quickly dragged her into my arms, hugged her, and said to her, "It's not cumbersome, as long as you are willing to stay by my side, anything." ”

I don't want to have the experience of hiding from a distance and sneaking into her and not daring to show up, let alone the loss and emptiness of a midnight dream.

Lin Miao was snuggled in my arms, still pumping and matching.

It wasn't until Li Qianwu pushed the door into the house that the girl hurriedly straightened up and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

What the hell is going on with this Lin Miao, I told Li Qianwu when I came to the hotel, so it was not strange for him to come into the house and see the two of us hugging each other, so he smiled very obscenely, let us eat something, and take us out in the afternoon to change our mood.

said that there was a juggling team in the west of the county, and it didn't cost money to watch the play, and many people went to see the excitement.

Lin Miao ate in a daze, without squeaking, I nodded and agreed, saying that I would go in a while.

This is what I discussed with Li Qianwu.

So after dinner, washing my face, I went out.

There is indeed a juggling team in the west of this county, I haven't seen this thing before, I look at it now, it's quite fresh, Lin Miao is also out of her mind, especially those who are jugglers, she asked me if these people really know magic.

I told her that it was a deception and opportunism, and she didn't believe it, but she could take it seriously.

I just accompanied Lin Miao and looked stupidly for a long time, seeing that she was fine, I slapped Li Qianwu with my elbow, motioned him to take care of Lin Miao, and then quietly squeezed out the crowd.

took out the note in my pocket, and looked at the address on it again, without Li Qianwu leading the way, I could only ask someone for this address.

The man said that this is the old street of the county seat, just to the west, and said that this old street is full of abandoned and dilapidated houses, and no one has lived in it for a long time.

Listening to me inquire about this street, the man looked at the sky, and said that it was late this day, and persuaded me not to wander that street, saying that there was an evil place, and it was easy to go out at night, and it would take a night to wander around.

What the man said was evil, and I still have to go, but I take what he said to heart.

Following the direction he pointed me out, I found the old street with the note written on it, and then went in along the street and looked at the door number one by one.

In fact, there were many houses with collapsed door frames, and not many of them were well preserved, so I quickly found the address written on the note.

This is an old house with a high gate, I stood in front of the door, raised my hand and knocked on the door, but the door was hidden, and I opened it by myself.

I stood outside for a while, and no one came out through the crack in the door.

The old courtyard was full of dead grass and new sprouts, and it really didn't look like it was inhabited.

However, the person who left the note asked me to come here to talk about things, and it's normal that no one lives.

Thinking about it, I pushed the door into the courtyard by myself, and when I reached the door of the house, I heard a rustling sound coming from the house.

I went in and looked into the room, and saw a large millstone on the empty floor of the house.

A man in a black cloak was grinding with his back to me.

Holding the old thick grinding rod, it seems to be pushing hard.

But I didn't dare to come forward to talk, because I found that the reason why the grinding disc made a fluting sound was not because of the friction between the stone slabs, but because of a corpse pressed between the grinding discs.

At this moment, the corpse was no longer human, only half of the arms and two small legs hanging from the bloody millstone.

From the fabric of this clothes, it looks like that Zhang Bing.

What's going on, isn't the person who took Zhang Bing trying to save him?

I watched this very bloody scene, and suddenly felt sick to my stomach, and the strong feeling of vomiting made me a little impetuous.

I listened to the grinding man who didn't look back and asked me, "The drawings are here?" ”

I looked at the man's back, didn't squeak, and suddenly felt that the man's voice was very familiar.

Before I could remember who the voice was, the man who was pushing the mill had already turned around with the grinding disc.

When I saw this man's face, I was startled.

Because he has no facial features on his face, only a smooth face, and he doesn't even have a mouth, how the hell is he talking?

I stared at the faceless monster in amazement.

I heard him ask me again, "What about Xiao Miao?" ”

As soon as he said this, I suddenly remembered that this was Uncle Lin's voice.

Isn't Uncle Lin already dead?

The faceless monster in front of you is a ghost?

I was stunned when I saw such a person who was not a ghost, but I saw him suddenly come around from behind the grinding rod, stretch out a bloody hand, and say let me give him the fragments of the drawings.

"Are you Uncle Lin?" I took two suspicious steps back, reached into my pocket and grasped the hilt of my knife.

Hearing this, the monster touched his face with his bloody hand and mocked, "If I say yes, then are you willing to give those drawings as a dowry to my old man?" ”

At this moment, my hand holding the knife suddenly froze.

But I heard the faceless monster say again, "Those drawings are useless to you, you give them to me, Lin Miao is yours, otherwise, I will let you never see her again for the rest of your life." ”

My heart tightened suddenly, and I asked, "Did you bring me here on purpose?" ”

"Otherwise, how can you take my good daughter?" Uncle Lin sneered and said, "You should thank me, at least give you the opportunity to relive your old relationship, but I don't know what it will be like to regain this loss and lose it again?" ”

Saying that, Uncle Lin laughed for a while, but soon closed his voice uncertainly, and scolded, "That dead girl, Lao Tzu finally tricked her into the Taoist temple in a dream, but she didn't even enter the library and let people drive her out!" What is the use of me keeping her? ”

I don't even let go of my own daughter, what's the use of me keeping you?

I looked at this skinless and faceless monster silently, and I was still cross-minded, he didn't take Lin Miao as his daughter, so why should I treat him as an old man.

Moreover, strictly speaking, he is not the Uncle Lin I know, although I know that the honest Uncle Lin is disguised by an old fox.

But it's far less ruthless than the monster in front of you, which makes your scalp tingle.

Looking at the corpse pressed under the grinding disc, I seemed to have expected what would happen to Lin Miao if he fell into his hands.

Regardless of whether he really caught Lin Miao now, keeping this ghost thing will be a disaster sooner or later.

With that in mind, I let go of the knife in my hand and pulled out two pieces of rune paper from my pocket.

Seeing that what I took out was the yellow talisman instead of the blueprint he wanted, the monster immediately scolded me, "You really don't want Lin Miao's dead girl?" ”

"Yes," I shook the talisman paper and said instead, "Pack you up, Lin Miao won't know, and I'll pretend not to see you when the time comes, that's it." ”

As I spoke, I rushed over and slapped one of the soul fixing talismans on the door of the's head.

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