After listening to the reports of the seven people, the Dragon Soul people left early the next morning. Team Wu also called the Yan group, saying that they wanted to see it for themselves. But the Yan group on the other end of the phone rejected his proposal, saying that they would send someone else over and ask Team Wu not to go privately, and said that they would bring the smaller ones back first. Team Wu also let go of the idea of exploring the underground palace of Qin Shi.

The people of the dragon group were not in a hurry, so they decided to stay for another day, let the three of them really sleep well for two nights, and slept until their bones were crispy, and then they packed up and prepared to return to the city dragon group.

In the past two days, Kong Qingyan has come to Ling Lang much more often, but there is always a fat man of nearly 200 catties behind him, and the two of them are not easy to say anything. Playing cards, playing chess, eating, sleeping, the day passes.

"Eh, Swallow, you know what......" On the train back to the time, the fat man began his show again.

Kong Qingyan lay on the table, not knowing what she was thinking, her plump breasts were pressed and changed shape.

Seeing the fat man coming over again, she rolled her eyes, she really couldn't do anything with this hob meat.

Looking at this scene, Ling Lang, who was sitting in the position on the other side, smiled.

When he returned to school, the new semester had begun, and Ling Lang still went to report to the Shilong Group once or twice a week. After more than a month, the Dragon Soul's people did not come down to investigate and summon Ling Lang, Kong Qingyan seemed to be very happy, ran over to give him a book tremblingly, and turned around and left.

"Eh, Yanzi, you wait for me......" A figure of two hundred catties immediately chased after him.

Ling Lang looked at the book in his hand - the most beautiful prose and poetry appreciation, flipped through it casually, and there was a swallow-shaped bookmark in it, and a short essay pressed under the bookmark - "Ai Lian Said".

The days passed simply and repetitively, and the dragon group had no other tasks for the time being. Reading, studying, playing ball, playing the piano, or watching others talk about love, write letters, be in a daze, do not climb mountains, and do not need to dig the soil, this is his imaginary college life.

But on this day, Ling Lang suddenly received a call that something had happened at home again.

The second uncle went. Ling Lang was shocked when he heard the news. Although the relationship between the second uncle and his family has always been too good, after all, he is his own uncle, so Ling Lang still asked for leave to return to his hometown to attend the funeral.

The second uncle's family background is not good, so the funeral is also very simple. After the second uncle went up the mountain, there was a saying from the family, which made everyone's hearts fluctuate.

It's only been two years, Ling Lang's family has been in the middle of nowhere, but they are only in their forties, the people in the mountain city have always lived a long life, eighty or ninety years old people abound, and there are many centenarians, so they all say that there are unclean things at work, which makes people think about it carefully.

Although the second uncle has always loved to drink, but the body has never been bad, in the past two years, he has contracted a mountain, planted a hundred handfuls of Sanhua plum trees, and is about to grow fruit and have a harvest.

Everyone said that the old house was evil, hindering the men in the family, and decided to let the remaining third uncle leave, even if he went to other places to be a vegetable farmer, it was better than staying at home, and he would plan when things improved.

Grandma was strong this time, and after discussing with her grandfather and uncle, she was going to ask the famous Wang Shenpo in the town to come to the house. The goddess is not easy to invite, and there are many taboos and exquisiteness. Grandma asked her mother's family for some money, and begged a few more times, before Mrs. Wang finally agreed.

The surname Wang is an absolute small surname in the local area, but the status is quite high, most of the gods and goddesses, iron doctors, and feng shui guys are all surnamed Wang.

Wang Shenpo is actually a chubby, ordinary middle-aged rural woman, who usually has to work in the fields, and she doesn't have any kind eyes, and she can't see the fairy wind and bones there.

When Mrs. Wang entered the house, she first chatted with everyone about her daily life, and then set up a seat, incense table and some offerings according to her instructions.

Seeing that the preparations were almost complete, Mrs. Wang stopped chatting, and took out scissors, needles and threads, and some yellow paper from the large cloth bag that she had carried over and was already tattered and a little greasy.

Mrs. Wang cut the yellow paper into several small strips, and connected half of them with a needle and thread, and then called my grandfather over, pricked it with a needle on his thumb, picked a drop of blood, and dripped it on those yellow paper strips, and then signaled to everyone, don't talk, she is going to start calling the soul.

The goddess sat on a chair, her hands folded on the table, her head rested on her hands, and she leaned down as if she was sleeping on her stomach. For a moment, the room was silent, and the pins could be heard.

After less than a few seconds, Wang Shenpo suddenly straightened her upper body, burped a few times in her mouth, and lay down, and upright, lying down, occasionally twitching a few times, and then her mouth seemed to be after sneezing, as if she had been evil, frantically shaking her hair, and at the same time stood up with a brush, she stood straight, lowered her head, kept waving her hands, and her body kept ringing.

Ling Lang on the side, felt a throbbing of his soul, and he didn't feel secretly surprised in his heart, he began to think that most of these rural goddesses and gods were deceitful, but when the family asked for peace of mind, he didn't say anything. But today, it seems that it is really a bit supernatural.

Wang Shenpo suddenly spoke, but what she made was not her voice, or rather, it was simply not the voice of an ordinary person, with a peculiar rhythm and a gloomy atmosphere.

But the second aunt seemed to hear it.

"It's too much. "The daughter-in-law here calls her mother-in-law grandma, and then she is called grandma. That is, Ling Lang's great-grandmother. I heard that my great-grandmother was a sturdy woman when she was alive, she was vigorous and resolute, she was a good hand at farming, and Ling Lang's grandfather and uncle inherited her genes and were born tall and strong.

"Grandma, your old man should show you, your eldest grandchildren are all hindered by something, and they don't have a good death. "The second aunt was born stingy and mean, and now she has just died, and she is not afraid of anything. grabbed ahead of my grandparents and asked.

At this time, Mrs. Wang's face was as white as a piece of paper, full of wrinkles, and her cheeks were sunken inward, as if she was much older.

"It's the fifth uncle in the isolation house, who wants to pull Amu Ashi (the nickname of Ling Lang's father and second uncle) every day, and also talk about pulling Abao (Ling Lang's third uncle), but I and your grandfather, the old lady, they stopped me. The peculiar voice in the mouth of the goddess Wang said what everyone was most worried about.

"Grandma, you were so powerful when you were born, why didn't you protect your two grandchildren. Grandma asked, already crying. lost two sons in succession, her hair was all white, and she was much older.

"That's right, grandma, that's your two own grandchildren, what kind of fifth uncle are you afraid of?" The second aunt probably hated her grandfather-in-law for not contributing. It's not very polite to speak.

"I can't stop it. I can't stop it. Tears seemed to flow from the eyes of the "Goddess Wang", and the strange voice whimpered.

"Grandma, what should we do then? If it goes on like this, it's not a solution, your three grandchildren, but there is only one Po left. After all, grandma's atmosphere is much more atmospheric, and her mind is relatively clear, so she hurriedly asked for a solution.

"If you can move away, move out as soon as possible, and go far if you can. After saying that, the whole body trembled and lay down on the table again. It seems that the possessed soul body has left the body. Ghost possession is inherently hurtful, and this kind of soul basin container that uses itself as a medium for communication usually cannot last.

Everyone's mood sank, and they didn't know what to say, so they could only silently think about their own thoughts.

"Fifth Uncle" is actually next door to Ling Lang's old house, a lonely old man who has been dead for a long time, because he did not get married and have children before his death, so there is naturally no tablet in the family, and his uncle and nephew's descendants, that is, during the Qingming Festival, go to burn firecrackers and worship casually.

Mrs. Wang quickly "sobered up", and without saying anything, she poured the cooked rooster, pork, a plate of rice, and those fresh fruits on the table into the big cloth bag she carried, and took the red envelope handed over by her grandmother, and left without looking back.

When the second aunt saw that her grandmother sent Mrs. Wang out and came back, she immediately cried and said.

"Grandma, you have also listened to what the grandmother said, now the uncle's family has moved to a new house at the entrance of the village, and the third uncle is also preparing to go outside to farm. ”

"What do you cry about, you know how to cry, I have to guard this old house, I don't believe that the fifth uncle can do anything to my old man. "Grandpa was in a bad mood when he came in, and he was upset by the second aunt's crying, and he couldn't help but scold.

"You don't have to say a word. Grandma scolded grandpa, told him to stop, and then turned her head to the second aunt and said.

"Jin Lian (second aunt's name), your master and I can't lose you, a big family, I suffer you. My wife can do as much as she can, and you should hurry up and prepare to move away. Ashita also approved a new house land before his death, so you can build a floor there and live there, and then think about the rest when my grandchildren are all grown up. ”

Looking at the meaning of grandma's words, it should be that she is going to repair the house for Aunt Qian, and everyone is not easy to say, except that the third aunt seems to be a little unwilling and wants to stand up and speak, but she is stopped by the third uncle.

Grandpa smoked the hookah so hard that it crackled, the room was full of smoke, his face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly.

"What are you still doing standing, you don't have to work one by one, ah? Everyone hurriedly left when they heard this, but they faintly heard the third aunt muttering something to the third uncle.

Ling Lang had never seen his great-grandmother, so he couldn't tell if the strange voice just now was her old man's, but Divine Woman Wang had passed some strange spells and rituals to finally attract souls to her body, and she really couldn't fake it.

It can be big or small, and it's a matter of personal concern. Ling Lang still decided to find time to visit Xu Fuzi.

I don't know why, he always feels that things are not so simple, according to him, his "fifth uncle" can be regarded as the Ling family. If this branch of his own family hadn't done anything to hinder him, he wouldn't have been able to attack his own people, and it would still be such a vicious and ferocious obstacle.