After Su Ju and the others left, the villagers also walked out of the courtyard gate of my house slowly, and everyone lowered their heads and was overwhelmed.

At the north end of the village, there was a vague and piercing loud horn, and what was played inside was the piano song "Snow Dream" that the villagers were accustomed to.

Once, the leaders of the town came to inspect our village and overheard "Snow Dream" playing on the loudspeaker of the brigade headquarters.

The town leaders were very appreciative, and at the work meeting of the village and town, they gave the village head Liu Minxiao a lot of praise, saying that he was a village cadre with considerable self-cultivation.

Later, at a drinking party, the drunken town leader said that when he heard "Snow Dream", he always remembered his first love.

Since then, "Snow Dream" has become the "village song" of our village, and of course, it has also become the mobile phone ringtone of the village chief Liu Minxiao.

Therefore, on every important day, such as a meeting, an event, a electricity bill, a broadcast, etc., this song will be played in a loop.

Right now, what big deal can be made for the villagers to rush to the brigade headquarters?

"Oh, today is the day to pay the electricity bill."

The little third sister turned her mind and thought about it.

If it weren't for the death of a loved one, the villagers would have laughed.

Uncle Erbao sighed and said indignantly: This Liu Minxiao, a good and elegant Xingzi, has collected the electricity bill.

Sister-in-law Kuan shook her head and hissed and said: He is not happy either, his child Liu Lele was crazy the day before yesterday, and he shouted that his daughter-in-law was not so old, and that his sister-in-law was his daughter-in-law.

Liu Lele's sister-in-law is one round older than his daughter-in-law. It seems that his thoughts were frozen twelve years ago.

"Jingle bell," Uncle Erbao's phone rang.

After answering the phone, he motioned for the villagers to gather together, and whispered with a strange expression: The village chief just called me and said that he had invited a master who would be able to exorcise demons and subdue demons for us and keep the village peaceful.

"Exorcism?"

When the villagers heard these four gloomy words, they shuddered a few times.

The corners of Da Tiege's lips turned white, and he dared to say: Could it be that our village is really haunted?

Brother Dawu, who died yesterday who loved dogs, stretched his cheeks, raised his eyebrows, and said hatefully: Let's listen to what the master said first, if he is making up nonsense, he will definitely be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

The villagers listened to Brother Dawu's idea and thought it was feasible, so they avoided the police officers by the river, touched an inaccessible path, and rushed to the brigade headquarters.

The conference room of the brigade headquarters is a simple color steel room with a white face, a blue frame and a blue roof. Most of the dormitories for migrant workers at construction sites are built of light steel that is easy to install, inexpensive and easy to turnover. However, its defects are also extremely obvious, such as poor sound insulation, summer exposure and winter cold.

As soon as I entered the conference room, the temperature was obviously a lot hotter.

In the south of the room, on a brown-red offering table with carved edges, there is a blue-black triangular incense burner, and three red incense candles are inserted directly into the furnace, and the incense mist is shrouded and refreshing. On both sides of the incense burner, there are two stacks full of offerings, on the east side is a stack of bloody raw meat, on the west side is a stack of fragrant seasonal fresh fruits, and in the middle of the two stacks, there is a pile of bright and terrifying coins with flowers and green.

The village chief is still in the future, and the villagers have already talked about it.

Aunt Ju was on crutches, and the ankle of her left leg, where she was bitten by the "Black Widow", had changed from jet black to blood red, and it seemed that the injury was much lighter.

She shook her head and said to everyone: I will never believe that the murder that happened in the village was done by ghosts. How can there be ghosts in this world?

Uncle Erbao swallowed his saliva, and said with palpitations: "Sister Xiaoju, you didn't go to Xiaohe this morning, I don't know what we went through, it was just a ghost, and we were like being controlled."

The little third sister, who has always been willing to pass on words, attached to the ear of the chrysanthemum body, whispered a few words.

Ju Shen's face suddenly turned like frost, and she couldn't help but say: Could it be Jiang ...... What did the dead in the village do?

She wanted to say the names of Jiang Ming, Aunt Bao, Aunt Qing, Aunt Cui Ling and some other people who died abnormally, but when she glanced at it, she saw Jiang Ming's monkey parents sitting in the corner, and she was dumbfounded.

Grandpa Xiao, who has always spit words like gold, cast his eyes on Sister Yun's face, and asked with a kind smile: Xiaoyun, you are a person who has been in a big place for a long time, do you think these murderous things are done by people or ghosts?

Sister Yun and I clasped their hands under the table, she shook her head, and said lightly: It's better to leave it to the Su Bureau and them to crack it, I'm a little woman, it's really unclear.

The second baby took a cigarette, took a few puffs, spit out a string of smoke rings, and said: If you want me to say, let's not count on the police. My daughter-in-law's madness has not yet been resolved, and a group of human-faced bloody dogs appeared yesterday, and more than a dozen human skins have been scraped today. I have a relative who is in the police force of the Soviet Union, and he called him last night, and he told me that yesterday a fire burned all the heads and "red and green devils" in the pool of blood. Police, I don't have the slightest clue right now.

The villagers listened to Erwazi's words, and the vitality in their eyes was dissipating little by little, and everyone puffed up their bellies, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a longer breath.

After about a quarter of an hour, the village chief invited a warlock with a flat head and a broad face, fierce eyes and fat lips, and a yellow robe. Behind the yellow-robed warlock, followed by the old woman with a respectful face.

The village chief welcomed the yellow-robed warlock and the old lady to the seat, took a sip of dark yellow tea, shook the gold-plated watch on his wrist, half-opened his mouth, and put a full yawn into his throat, he rubbed his wet eyes, and said excitedly: Fellow villagers, our great savior has arrived. This is Sister Hua's master "Le Xiao Jushi", who is familiar with "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Journey to the West", and "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water......

With a "bang", a person pushed the door in, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking sneaky and weak-hearted.

The village chief said fiercely: Mao Dan, you don't come early or late, I talked about the key point, you didn't even let a fart break in?

Mao Dan smirked a few times, looked for a sparsely populated place, and sat down in his trouser pocket.

Then, he looked left and right, and there was a thief in his eyes.

The village chief continued: The so-called Monkey King made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and Zhu Bajie fought Zhao Zilong in blood......

The yellow-robed warlock raised his hand and interrupted the village chief's words. The village chief held his breath in his mouth, couldn't swallow it, and squirted out of his nostrils.

The villagers looked at the village chief with an embarrassed face, thinking to themselves, what did he want to say? Then he looked at the yellow-robed warlock who was not very old and looked ordinary, and his heart was cold.

The yellow-robed warlock bared his yellow teeth and said with a smile: In the next life, in the family of spells, he and his father have been learning the spell of exorcism and demon subjugation since he was a child. Today, there has been a small success, in the next is not talented, willing to exorcise demons for the villagers, to keep the peace here.

Brother Da Tie interjected eagerly: You said that there are ghosts and demons, what is the evidence?

The yellow-robed warlock smiled and said, "Little brother, can you see the air you breathe day and night, from birth to death?"

Brother Tie Categorically: No.

The yellow-robed warlock squinted and smiled, and said, "Then how can you prove that they exist in the world?" Do you know if they're white, black, blue, or something else?

Brother Da Tie choked on questioning, stared at his bulging eyes, and sulked in his nostrils.

The yellow-robed warlock said with a calm face and solemnly: The so-called true and false, false and real, there are no wonders in the world. There are too many ghosts wandering around your village. The east of the village is inhabited by living people, and the yang energy is vigorous, and the west of the village is lined with graves, and the yin energy gathers. Originally, there was a gurgling living river between the east and west, which could give birth to yang blessings, block yin disasters, and balance yin and yang. However, just because yesterday's resentful spirit attached to the blood dog, the living river was trampled into a bloody water, and the spiritual light and treasure in the river water were scattered and destroyed, and then, losing this barrier to balance yin and yang, the cold qi in the west overturned and swayed, swallowing up the yang energy in the east. Therefore, in the near future, there will be a disaster of blood and light, the disaster of destroying villages and destroying seeds, and there is no escape.

The villagers listened to what he said in some order, and when they heard the last sentence, they were all excited.

In the stuffy room, many people are already drenched in cold sweat and shivering.