Thinking that this bald middle-aged man was so worried that the cat would scratch the yellow charm yesterday, maybe he was afraid that everyone would notice something.

Qu Xinchen groped a few times on the bald middle-aged corpse, and turned out a glass bottle, which contained two small puppets, one black and one white. This is a bottle for raising imps.

"The imp in there isn't there." Qu Xinchen said.

Absence? It stands to reason that except for the master who sent him out to perform a mission, the little ghost will stay in the bottle, how can he not be there?

I took the bottle and looked at it, and the imp inside was not there. Could it be that the imp was sent out and hasn't come back yet? Or maybe something happened?

I thought of something and turned my head to look at the coffin in the pit. There are not many runes that have been scratched, if the bald middle-aged man really wants to open the coffin, why did he just destroy those few, if it is not that he broke those few and then the situation appeared, it means that he did not destroy the yellow talisman to open the coffin, but for other purposes!

There's a good chance his imp was sent into the coffin by him!

The imp was nowhere to be seen, either still in the coffin or had dissipated.

"It's more broken." A soft voice to himself sounded from beside him.

Instead of examining the corpse like everyone else, he stood on the edge of the pit and looked at the coffin inside.

I took a few steps forward, approached the pit, and looked at the coffin inside, which was a little far away, and my eyes were not as sharp as his, and I could only faintly see small breaks in some yellow talismans.

Before we came, these yellow talismans had already been damaged, and with the destruction of the bald middle-aged ones, there were even more broken yellow talismans. I don't know how long the remaining rune paper can be shaken, and what will happen after the yellow rune fails.

There was a sudden dizziness in front of him, his body shook, and he fell forward in a daze.

There was a jerk of my arm, and I came back to my senses suddenly, only to see myself half hanging from the edge of the pit, and Tu Yi stood on the pit, clutching my arm tightly.

I'm a spirit, what's going on! How did I fall and what happened? How come I don't have any impact at all!

Tu Yi dragged me up and back to the pit, and I looked at the coffin below, and my heart was pounding, if I had just fallen, I would have to become a bald middle-aged man. But what the hell is going on, I don't feel it at all, why did I fall!

"Why are you so careless, this can fall." A voice said painlessly.

I looked at the crowd, and their eyes fell on me with a hint of sarcasm in their expressions, and it seemed to them that my actions were not unintentional, but intentional, and they couldn't wait to go on.

I looked at Shisan, and he didn't look at me, but walked away from the edge of the pit.

The people of the Southern Festival moved the bald middle-aged corpse out, and the group walked out of the door one after another.

Ting Yun leaned over to my side, leaned close to my ear without a trace, and said, "Tell you to stay away, don't go near the coffin." ”

With that, she walked forward with a light step.

They went back to the house where they were staying, brushed their teeth and washed their faces. I was called over in a hurry early in the morning, and I didn't have time to wash up.

After washing, I stood in front of the sink, looked at myself in the mirror, and said in my heart how could I be so careless when I was at the edge of the pit, if it wasn't for the figure, I might have been "cursed".

The owner of the house cooked the meal and made room for us to eat. The owners of the house are a middle-aged couple, and we will call them uncle and aunt for the time being.

Knowing that we were here to help with the coffin, both of us were very polite to us.

The uncle asked worriedly: "There is another dead person today, I knew that there was a monster under the old temple, and I shouldn't have pushed it off before." ”

"Nothing really happened before the old temple was demolished?" I asked.

"It's not completely nothing, it's just that I didn't think about it before." Uncle said.

There really is! I quickly asked them what was going on.

The uncle said that before the old temple was demolished, something strange happened, it was three years ago, when a family in the village had an unfilial son, saying that he was studying outside, but he had already gone to school, if he hadn't committed an accident outside, the police found the village, and everyone didn't know about it.

Later, the unfilial son was arrested by the police, squatted for more than half a year, and when he came out, his father took a few people to twist him back to the village, escorted him to the side of the land temple, and told him to kowtow in front of the land and admit his mistakes. The unfilial son was very strong, refused to say anything, and threatened to smash the temple. His father was so angry that he locked him in the house and locked him up.

The boy kept howling and smashing around the house. In the middle of the night, when he saw that the inside had stopped, his father brought him food. As a result, when I entered the house, the iron fence of the window had been pried open, and the person was gone.

His father called the people in the village to look for him, and they searched for most of the night, and searched the village, and when it was almost dawn, they found him in the land temple. The man fell on the censer, and was already stiff. He died with his head on the ground, and there was a big bloody hole in his forehead.

At that time, everyone didn't think much about it, thinking that he had a conscience and apologized for his sins with death. I also did the funeral and was buried.

It is impossible for an unfilial son who can threaten to smash the temple to suddenly find out by his conscience, and he is knocked to death on the ground, leaving such a big blood hole, how much strength does it take.

I thought, "Did anyone ask you before?" ”

"Yes, your companions have asked when they came." Uncle said.

The people of the Southern Festival really know it thoroughly, and they have all inquired.

The uncle hesitated for a moment: "Actually, there is another thing that I didn't tell them before." ”

Besides, why didn't he tell the people of the Southern Festival before?

The aunt looked at the uncle suspiciously, as if she didn't know about it.

The uncle hesitated: "There were no dead people in that matter, but it was very strange to say, and the old people in the village were not allowed to mention it at that time, so we didn't tell anyone." ”

"What's the weird way? What happened? ”

He said, "This was a long time ago, and the land was just divided into households that year......

The division of the land into the household, it was a matter of the eighties, it was indeed long enough, and it was no wonder that the aunt didn't know that she hadn't married at that time.

The uncle said that in the first year of the division of the fields to the households, the village had an unprecedented bumper harvest, and everyone was happy, and they sang and danced in the open space outside the land temple to celebrate the harvest. This was supposed to be a very happy thing, but in the middle of the process, suddenly a woman screamed, her face was pale, trembling, and pointed to the old temple and said that there were people.

At that time, everyone looked at the old temple, the old temple was not big, and they could see it at a glance, only to see that the temple was empty, and there was no one in it.