Bian Lao Die!

When Qin Yan and Niu Chuangu walked into the low and damp room of Bian Lao'er's house, they saw him lying on his broken bed shirtless, his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, which caused his face to look extremely hideous and terrifying, and he obviously looked scared to death. And on the bare chest, there are still a few shocking scratches.

Judging by the color of the skin and the stench of the corpse, it was clear that he had been dead for several days.

Niu Chuan Gu ran out of the door and vomited at the first sight of Bian Lao Er, Qin Yan looked around the house and did not find Bian Lao Er's ghost, but when he came out of the bedroom, he found a pile of dog skins and cat skins stacked together in a corner not far from the entrance of the hall. It seems that because it has been left for a long time and has not been specially treated, the fleshy fur stacked on top of each other emits an unpleasant smell of decay.

I think this is the first thing they smelled when the two of them entered the door just now.

This trip out of Niuchuan Valley was so frightened that his liver trembled, and before returning to his house, he knelt down with a "plop" at Qin Yan.

"What is this for?" Qin Yan frowned.

"Mr. Qin, please save my son, my old cow got married twice to give birth to such a son, he is the root of our old cow family, no matter what he did before, please let them take revenge on me, I am willing to bear it, but please be sure to keep my son." Please......." Ushikawaya said with tears streaming down his face.

Qin Yan sighed in his heart, Niu Chuan Gu is not a fool, he saw it very clearly at Bian Lao's house just now, a few scratches on Bian Lao'er's upper body were obviously scratched by cats, of course, just scratching a few times will definitely not directly lead to death, but Bian Lao'er's final death is so terrifying, no one knows what he saw and experienced at the moment before he died.

And this is often what makes the living feel the most frightened and helpless.

"Get up."

"Mr. Qin......"

"You get up first, I need to pick it up."

The two returned to Niu's house and did not mention the death of Bian Lao Er for the time being. And because it was too late, they went to bed.

Early the next morning, Ushikawaya called the local police station with two dark circles under his eyes. In less than an hour, the news that Bian Lao Er was caught and killed by the cat demon flew all over the village like wings.

Niu Xiaorui and his mother heard this, and the faces of both mother and son turned white with fright.

"Dad, do you mean that last night's white cat harmed the second Bian?" Xiao Mao asked Qin Yan while drinking porridge, now that he is at Niu's house, he can have breakfast for the father and son.

"Which ear did you hear me?" Qin Yan raised his hand angrily and slapped his head, "If you don't let you come, you won't be able to attend today's class, right?" I'll see what you do when you have your final exams. ”

Xiao Mao pursed his lips and replied to him nonchalantly, "Isn't it just an exam?" Small case. But what I didn't say in my heart later was, Sun Mingwei is gone, isn't it sad to go to school now?

"Little case, huh!" Qin Yan glanced at him contemptuously.

After breakfast, I rested for a while. When it was nearly nine o'clock, Qin Yan asked Niu Chuan Valley to drive and take everyone to the oldest temple on their side, Baolian Temple.

Qin Yan thought about it for a moment last night, and felt that the best way at present was to overtake the cats and dogs who were already dead and the ghosts had not yet left. Especially the kittens attached to the white cats, and the puppies on the big yellow dogs. Of course, if they are overdone, the white cat and the big yellow dog will no longer be able to retaliate, and their lives will end with the departure of these little ghosts.

In this way, the most direct benefit is that the Niu family will return to peace from now on. But it seems a little unfair to the big yellow dog and the white cat, but even if it is unfair, what can it be? Can't they continue to harm others?

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, Qin Yan likes cats and dogs, and those fresh lives always have a pure heart. Most people keep them for some purpose, to be companions, or to look after the house, or to catch mice. Very few people raise it just out of love. But even so, they are one hundred and two percent sincere in their dedication to their masters.

So Qin Yan didn't like Niu Xiaorui very much, he couldn't figure it out, how could such an older child be so ruthless as to kill and eat those cute and fluffy little cubs?

Ushikawa Valley is lucky, and the most respected host master of Baolian Temple happens to be here today. When they entered, the presiding master was sitting in front of the statue of the Buddha in the lobby and reciting sutras.

When Qin Yan entered, the presiding officer with his eyes closed moved his eyebrows, and then opened his eyes to look at Qin Yan, and Qin Yan also looked back at him.

The three members of the Niu Chuan Valley family knelt on the thin ball and kowtowed, and Xiao Mao followed Qin Yan to stand inside the door and look at the host.

A smooth and bright round head, the facial skin is slightly whiter than the normal yellow, and there are not many wrinkles on the face, but it looks like it is not young, that is, it looks like it is in its sixties, but it should be over seventy. The eyebrows are almost completely white, the eyes are not large, but they are bright, the bridge of the nose is very high, almost like a hooked nose, and the two lips are not thin or thick at a slight opening and closing......

Hearing the intention of Ushikawa Valley, the host lowered his head and thought for nearly half an hour, and then raised his head and said, "I'm afraid that just exceedance, I'm afraid it won't be able to completely solve this matter." ”

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the host in surprise.

"This little benefactor must stay in the temple for two months, follow us to recite sutras and worship the Buddha, and get rid of the filthy and evil thoughts on his body, otherwise he will ........."

The host's words were swallowed back in the smile that Qin Yan couldn't hold back from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, what I said just now is simply in human terms, although Niu Xiaorui is not very old, but his heart is not right, if he is not left in the temple this time to brainwash, suffer, and suffer, he may have to do something bad when he grows up in the future.

Don't look at him silently and honestly, but the more such a child is, the more difficult it is to manage, he has a little bit of a mind hidden in his heart, but he can still have the audacity to do it secretly, and when you know it, it's too late.

Qin Yan knew that in fact, the old monk did this purely for the good of this child, so he didn't say anything on the spot, but just pursed his lips and smiled before regaining his composure.

Later, the old monk said a bunch of nonsense to the three members of the Niu family, nothing more than explaining to them the many benefits left by Niu Xiaorui, and when it came to emotion, he did not forget his old business - reached out to Niu Chuangu and asked for 5,000 sesame oil money.

To be honest, five thousand for an old monk is really not much.

In the end, the host invited Qin Yan into a room with him alone. Looking at the layout of the room, it seems to be his bedroom.

"You sit down, I'll find something."

Qin Yan didn't say a word, just stood not far from the door, watching him rummage through the boxes and cabinets for a while, and then poured out a very long sandalwood box.

"Look at this." The host placed the wooden box on the only table in the room by the window, and then motioned for Qin Yan to open it.

Qin Yan looked at the box, there was nothing strange about it from the appearance, but the scent of sandalwood smelled particularly good. He stepped forward and opened the box with a "snap", and then saw a flute lying quietly in the box.

"Soul Flute?" Qin Yan shouted in surprise.

When the old monk heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, "Sure enough, I know the goods!" ”

However, when Qin Yan got it in his hand, he always felt that something was wrong. He had seen the soul flute, although it had nine knots like the nine-section flute, the distance between its nine knots was much shorter than the ordinary nine-section flute, and the thickness and size of the bamboo knots were all different.

Although this flute looks the same, it gives him a slightly different feeling, and the most important thing is that this flute is a little new.

"You're not really a soul flute." Qin Yan said affirmatively.

"Oh, I really know the goods!" The host slapped the table excitedly.

Qin Yan raised his eyes and looked over, "You are happy when I say it's true, and you are happy when I say it's not true, what do you mean?" ”

"Hehehehe...... the host touched his bald head and laughed dryly, "I can see that you are extraordinary as soon as you enter the door." And when you said just now that it was a soul flute, I was happy because you really read it right; You said it wasn't really a soul flute, but I'm glad because it was indeed an imitation. However, even though it is a copy, you can tell that it is indeed extraordinary, and it can indeed be used to transcend the soul. Just ......"

Speaking of this, the old host pursed his lips embarrassedly and smiled, "This imitation soul flute was passed on to me by my master, but I have never blown it, let alone used it to surpass the soul." Although my master was disappointed during his lifetime, he had nothing to do. ”

Qin Yan looked at him, "You mean, you want me to use this flute to give those dead cats and dogs a super soul?" ”

Lao Yi looked at him tentatively and asked, "You can blow it, right?" ”

"Of course." Qin Yan was simply disdainful, what kind of joke, how could he not blow the Requiem?

"Then please." The old host breathed a long sigh of relief.

Qin Yan's eyes looked up and down on the flute for a long time, and said, "However, I have a request........

"Do you want this flute? Yes, pick it up. "The old host looks quite generous.

Qin Yan looked at him in wonder, originally he wanted to say that he borrowed it, but now, this is going to be given to him?

"Didn't you say that this was left to you by your master? Is it okay to give it away so casually? “

"Alas......" the old monk sighed, "It's not right to give away Master's relics, but what can I do?" I learn everything fast, but this requiem can't be played, what does this mean? It means that it has nothing to do with me. Since I don't have a chance, then what am I keeping it for? “

"Pass it on to your apprentice." Qin Yan didn't think about it, he opened his mouth and came.

"Isn't that a shame for me? A flute that I can't even blow and pass it to my apprentice? “

Qin Yan was speechless for a moment.