Yang Muqing looked at Murong Cao from the rearview mirror, and his face still looked calm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, according to Yang Muqing's observation these days, the tip of her left finger kept kneading the tip of her hair, which was a manifestation of her inner unease.

"Tricky?"

"I always feel that this information is not detailed enough, there are too many doubts, but there are too few clues, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice."

"But I don't think that's going to stump you."

"Of course, I don't want to think about who I am, in this world, I'm afraid there is only one thing that can make it difficult for me Murong Cao......"

"Which one?" Yang Muqing suddenly became interested.

He was used to seeing Murong Cao's appearance of dancing with teeth and claws, long sleeves and good dancing, with a wide range of contacts and a very active brain, and for a while, he really couldn't think of anything that could stump her.

"How do I put my weaknesses in the hands of others? You're thinking too much. ”

"You say this, aren't you afraid that I'll be sad?" Yang Muqing pretended to complain.

"Being honest with each other is true trust. If I tell you that I won't be at ease, then I can only tell you a fake, and if you expose it later, won't it make me even more insincere? Therefore, not saying it does not mean that it is insincere, but saying everything will increase the psychological burden of others. ”

Murong Cao's preachy appearance made Yang Muqing feel a little funny, afraid that she would continue to chatter, so she hurriedly changed the topic: "Okay, let's talk about doubts." ”

"Brother driver, you are the first to open the topic."

"I admit my mistake."

"For the sake of your attitude of admitting your mistakes, I'll tell you, a woman's sixth sense tells me that you need to be cautious on this trip, and the road ahead is dangerous."

“……”

Well, Yang Muqing admitted that his biggest mistake was to be curious about Murong Cao's thoughts.

When she is unreliable, she can be more unreliable than anyone else.

"So when you go to the village, you must not run around, lest I can't save you when I get to."

Hearing this, no matter how good Yang Muqing's cultivation was, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I seem to remember you road idiot."

"Yes, so you have to stop running around, lest I can't save you." Murong Cao smiled good-naturedly and repeated.

Yang Muqing said in his heart, who saved whom......

But he didn't say anything, smiled sullenly, and continued to drive.

The village where Qian Yunlai grew up is called Nettle Village, a small village that can't be marked on the map, but fortunately, Yang Muqing's sense of the road is very good, so he didn't take a detour.

The two parked their car at a farmhouse and offered to pay a little parking fee, and the owner agreed with a smile.

Murong Cao first chatted with the master's family about the harvest weather, and then changed the topic: "Big brother, is there a character in your village who has money to transport?" ”

The owner shook his head in confusion, obviously unaware.

"Is there a family with the surname Qian, his son is about the same age as you, but he probably hasn't been back to the village in these years."

"What you're talking about, it's not going to be, Azu's family, right?"

The master's face suddenly turned a little pale, and the frightened look on his face could not be hidden at all.

"It seems to be the same one." Murong Cao's smile became even sweeter.

"Girl, I persuaded you with kindness, have you heard any rumors that you came to explore?"

"Adventure?"

"Yes. I don't know which one of the people in the village is lacking in morality, saying that our village is haunted, and a group of students came two years ago, and they insisted on spending the night in that haunted house, but they couldn't stop it, but it turned out that it was not, and several fainted and were sent to the town hospital overnight. It's not me scaring you, that place is too evil, don't really want to go. ”

"Is that scary?" Murong Cao looked incredulous.

"That house, even the people in our own village, don't dare to go, don't even dare to pass by alone, and have to shout that they are young and middle-aged, and they dare to leave when they have enough yang energy. The house was still in a col, and it was the only way to get to another village, for no one had taken that road all these years, and even the good road had been deserted. ”

"Is it really haunted?" Murong Cao continued to exert his excellent character of being studious and knowledge-seeking.

"Of course it's true, I saw it with my own eyes, that family, that is, Azu's father, I don't know what happened, both hanged themselves, and there were no relatives, even the corpses were parked in the hall and no one received them, and then my father and mother kindly funded the coffin for them, and invited a Taoist priest to do it, but just like that, something still happened, the night before the burial, the corpse was actually cheated, and many people saw this matter."

"And then?" Murong Cao listened with relish, and Yang Muqing's eyebrows also added a little melancholy.

Later, the coffin stopped in the hall, no one cared about it, and Azu also disappeared at that time, and no one knew where he went, and he was only seven years old at that time. Hey, we played pretty well when we were kids, and I remember him being black and thin, like a monkey. Since then, everyone seems to have deliberately avoided this matter, but you think, in a room where the coffin is not buried, who is not panicked, and the people in the village are superstitious, the rumors are more and more outrageous, some say that they saw a nest of black cats hidden in the house, some say that they heard the sound of knocking on the door inside, some say that they heard the ghost crying in the middle of the night, and some say that when it thunders and rains, they see the shadow of a white ghost floating inside......"

"Have you ever killed or injured anyone?" Yang Muqing asked.

"That's not true, there were children who got entangled, but then they were all cured."

"Have you ever thought that maybe they will be buried and buried in peace, and there will be so much to do?" Murong Cao kindly suggested.

"Why haven't you thought about it? I also invited a few monks and Taoists to come and see it, but they all said that it was too fierce, and whoever got it would have to get into the disaster of blood and light. ”

"Yang Muqing, have you bought insurance? Did the beneficiary write me? Murong Cao blinked and looked at Xiang Yang Muqing.

"I'll think about it when I get back." Yang Muqing was speechless.

"Big brother, I've been talking for so long, we've been on the road for a long time, and we're all hungry, let's get some food, do you have any leftovers at home or something, let's eat enough to get on the road." Murong Cao said with a grin.

"What are you talking about, it's too unlucky, bah, bah. There's food on the stove, and you can eat it hot. ”

Without waiting for Murong Cao's eyes, Yang Muqing had already entered the kitchen very knowingly.

"Your man knows how to feel sorry for people, and he looks good, and the girl is really blessed."

"Haha, no, he's my employee, I'm the boss."

"I can't see that the girl is so capable, but that young man is very good, and you don't look married yet, you can consider taking a look."

Murong Cao was suffocated, he had been chatting with him for so long, and Yang Muqing's sullen gourd didn't say a few words, how could he make this master so favored.

But she was naturally embarrassed to reject it directly, so she had to nod politely and say yes again and again.