Walk along the corridor of the courtyard of the longitudinal Wu and the dart bureau to walk on the time of half a pillar of incense, in front of you is a big house that sits in the north and faces south, the eaves arch corner, the carved beams and painted buildings, although it is not big, the momentum is quite extraordinary, opposite to the front of the wall, there is no human figure nearby, quiet and peaceful, there is still a thin layer of residual snow on the roof tile, two finches chirping.

Wei Changpan along the way, often can see children playing and playing, are the children of the dart master of Wu and the dart bureau, if you do not save down the money to buy real estate, the dart bureau will arrange a place for you in this compound, this compound is almost in and the circle of the city to open up a small world, by the courtyard of the dart board children into their own faction of tricks.

However, when the road is about to end, there are suddenly fewer people around, and the willow trees planted on both sides are getting taller and taller.

"In front of it is the ancestral hall. Gu Sheng stopped when he was still a hundred steps away from the big house, "Brother Wei, do it yourself." ”

Seeing the sincere sympathy on Gu Sheng's face, Wei Changpan was a little uncomfortable, feeling that he didn't feel like he was going to do some sweeping work, but like the feeling of a dead soldier who went to Longtan to break into the tiger's den and was seen off by his relatives.

"What kind of place is that ancestral hall, why are you all afraid of something. He poked Gu Sheng's waist, "Let's make it clear first." ”

Gu Shengdong dodged and didn't forget to beg for mercy on his lips, "The chief dart head ordered before he came..."

"What the chief dart head said, you Gu Sheng listened to it?" Wei Changpan laughed angrily, "He even told me about what color pants his old man wore before, but now he sells Guanzi?"

In the end, the martial arts realm was worse than Wei Changpan, and Gu Sheng's kung fu of three times and five divisions by two was firmly controlled, and after scratching the nest three or two times, he finally couldn't help it, "Don't hahaha, don't scratch, Brother Wei, I said, I said it's not okay." ”

When Wei Changpan finally stopped, Gu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to run back, but when he looked up, he saw him blocked in front of him.

"Come on, I can't tell you. Gu Sheng saw that he was going to scratch again, and said, "It's not that I'm not willing to tell you, the head of the dart said, if I can keep my mouth shut and send you in, let me clean the courtyard for one hour less every day..."

Wei Changpan said, "Since you are taught to sweep the courtyard to hone your mind, then naturally you must not be lazy, the head of the dart seems to be for your good, but in fact it is to tempt you to be lazy, so it is even more distant to become a dart master." ”

"It's a little reasonable...."Gu Sheng thought for a while, and then waved his hand with a big grin, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that when I was a child, the adults in the dart bureau said that the ancestral hall was the place where those ghosts lived, and if a child went in, he would be sucked yang qi..."

"Do you believe these mystical theories?"

"Earlier, I only thought it was a thing used by adults to coax children and didn't pay attention to it, but the things of the evil sect happened one after another, and those who dared to go into the ancestral hall to take a look, stand up and go in, and lie down and come out!" Gu Sheng chattered, "Fortunately, his life is safe, when he entered, he was a bold bastard, and then he didn't dare to go alone when he got up to pee at night." ”

Then Gu Sheng added oil and vinegar and said a lot of stories that were half hearsay and half self-knowing, all of which were terrible things related to the ancestral hall, some went to meet ghosts in the middle of the night, and some heard women sobbing in the ancestral hall, and the most outrageous thing was that someone saw a one-armed and one-legged old man on the window paper of the ancestral hall in the middle of the night and smiled at him.

"These things are all mysterious, so there is a question of whether Brother Wei wants to make another plan before. ”

Listening to Gu Sheng's voice and color gesture and talk for half an hour, Wei Changpan in broad daylight still felt a chill wrapped tightly on his body, in the end he was only a sixteen-year-old child, although he had been alone in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he had encountered a lot of things, but he was still frightened by his words, and his heart was also beating.

"The head of the dart taught you to go to such a supernatural place, precisely because he took a fancy to your high martial arts realm, and you are a young and young boy with vigorous yang energy. Gu Sheng straightened his face and pretended to be the tone of the chief dart head Song Yanchao when he spoke in a calm voice, "'Use the yang energy of the little brother Wei to suppress the ghost qi in this ancestral hall'." ”

I was very uneasy by Gu Sheng's words, and when I looked at the ancestral hall again, I really felt that it was ghostly, not like a place where people stayed. When he was in Qingshan Town, he once heard an old man in the town who knew a little about green sac art tell a ghost story, saying that almost every rich family in the city has a wall to block the visiting ghosts, and the ghosts inside can't come out, and now it seems that it really looks like that.

"Brother Wei, remember to come to my brother in three days, otherwise something will happen to you." In front of the wall, Wei Changpan heard a shouting from far behind him, and Gu Sheng turned around and waved at him as he ran back. "If you come across something unclean, don't open your eyes!"

As if expecting that Wei Changpan had the urge to beat people at this time, Gu Shengfei also ran away, leaving him alone against the wall.

I can still vaguely hear the child's noise in my ears, probably playing some games with the remnants of the snow that is still left under the wall, Jinzhou and Yuancheng He can only understand much of his dialect, and most of the dart masters in the Wuhe dart game are from the northern states and counties, and after coming for so long, he rarely hears the words with a southern accent.

If you want to say that you are not afraid at all, it must be false, when Qian Erye's soul returned to see him, he already believed that there are ghosts and gods in this world.

Master and Master watched from heaven what I did.

Reciting this sentence silently in his heart, Wei Changpan took a deep breath, walked around the wall and walked into the ancestral hall, pushed open the two carved wooden doors of the ancestral hall, and then.... He tripped over a broken brick behind the threshold and knocked his head off.

When he got up holding his bleeding forehead, Wei Changpan heard two hoarse laughter from his side, which was the kind of dry laughter that was very rarely angry, and there might be a hint of schadenfreude, "You have to look at the ground when you walk...."

The sound of this sentence echoed in the entire ancestral hall, Wei Changpan looked around when he got up, and saw that there was a pit in the center of the entire ancestral hall, and the crack spread from the pit to the wooden case enshrined in the tablet next to the three walls and stopped abruptly, like a crack in the porcelain after being struck with a little force, but it was limited to a piece of ground in the center of the ancestral hall, and did not affect the wall and the ancestral hall as a whole.

His eyes were attracted by the hole, and he didn't care about the pain in his forehead, and the blood was gushing from the door, if he was not mistaken, the hole looked like it.... Fist prints!

Someone punched the brick floor of the ancestral hall, the hole half a foot deep and the crack that spread to almost the whole house, almost all the fine clear water bricks were broken into at least five pieces, which can be caused by manpower?

"The power of the fist is not everything, there is not only one person who can cause more damage than this, and there is only one person in the dart game who can control the force to this extent. ”

Wei Changpan didn't know if he should close his eyes, he looked around in this place where the ground was not like an ancestral hall but like a ruin, but he didn't see a single person's figure, this lifeless voice seemed to come from the sky, from the ground, from all sides of the house, ethereal and empty, not like the voice of a living person.

But curiosity overpowered fear, "How did you get such a punch?"

He asked questions to his surroundings, and at the same time quietly put the small burden on his body on the ground, and pressed the handle of the leather strip with his right hand, in the courtyard of the Wuhe Dart Bureau, there were too many unexpected things beyond the scope of his cognition, the original cold hilt came with a trace of warmth, and the weapon warmed the limbs and bones of the warrior's body.

The knife has seen blood, and it can be regarded as a real edge, and it is no longer a cold stubborn iron. When Zhou Dangdang took off his saber and sent it to Wei Changpan, he said that the sword has two edges, and the sword stops at one edge, which is something that should be used to kill, and it can only be used to kill.

Slightly short, he leaned forward, pulled his foot to the right inch by inch, and then his whole body stood still.

"It's a knife with blood, not something to play with, the original owner of the knife must be a person who has killed many, many people with it, in your hands, a little aggrieved. ”

Wei Changpan didn't answer, and the moment Wu Fu spoke, the breath and momentum he breathed out would be disturbed, maybe it was an insignificant difference, but it was the key to becoming a winner or loser.

The voice was silent for a long time before it reappeared, and it was not mixed with the slightest sadness and joy before, but now it was slightly surprised: "Have you killed someone? What kind of person have you killed? How many have you killed?"

He still didn't answer, and after the long time had passed when the palm of the knife handle was sweaty enough to wet the leather strap on it, the voice reappeared with a little curiosity, "Just so worried that I will be bad for you? This is the compound of Wuhe Dart Bureau, and the people in the Dart Bureau have been doing well these days, you.... What are you afraid of?"

....

"Okay, okay, okay, you kid can hold it, the old man can't come out! Damn, the old man will also have a soft day, count your kid's ability!" The scolding old man turned around and walked out from behind the wooden case enshrined in this tablet, with one arm and one leg, and walked with a limp, except for the little difference in the costume of the southerners and the northerners, and the missing limbs, he was like any old man in Qingshan Town who had already made a coffin under the locust tree at the entrance of the town and waited for his death.

In the confrontation that lasted for almost an hour, Wei Changpan only used the necessary movements to ensure that his knife action would not be dull due to the soreness of his muscles, and the old man, who was the patriarch of the Zhang family, finally lost his patience after an hour of waiting, and asked with wide eyes, "Still pressing the knife? The old man has appeared! I really want to mess with you here anyway? What kind of hidden weapon mechanism has already beckoned to you..."

"It's not. ”

"Isn't it?" the old man then blew his beard and glared, "not what?"

Wei Changpan showed an embarrassed look on his face, "Stiff, frozen, unable to move." ”