"Lao Liu...... You...... Don't pretend to be with me, it's useless, it's useless, I think back then, our old man was a celebrity around Yaogong, don't look at the three uncles, what is going on in the rivers and lakes, you have to count on him old man, hum...... In Chengde, you can inquire about how many little Japanese did our family kill back then? Let me tell you, the soul of the dead little Japanese can block the Huangquan Road!"

His daughter, Cong Xifeng, was waiting for the bureau next to her, holding the wine jar and covering her mouth so that she almost didn't laugh.

"Yo, is it really so powerful? I said the two, if they are really so capable, then let's talk about it in detail, Uncle Mazi, have you inquired about the identity of the old flower I asked you to inquire about?

"Yike...... Yikes...... This...... Who is this? Who is this child so ignorant?" Liu Mazi drank two catties, not only his mouth was drunk, but his eyes were not good, and the young master didn't recognize it in front of him.

Wushuang naturally wouldn't be as knowledgeable as the two drunks, he smiled and said to Xifeng: "It's hard for you, you have to serve the two of them in the middle of the night so late, and you will take care of them in the future." ”

"Let the lord laugh, my father is too drunk to drink, and he talks nonsense, don't blame. "She is worthy of everyone's beauty, she is very good at talking.

Wushuang asked Xifeng to put down the wine jar, pulled her to the front steps and sat down, anyway, the night was long, and his house was occupied by those two girls, so he had to find someone to chat and relieve his boredom.

"Xifeng, have you ever seen a mouse at home since you were a child?"

"No, my father said that the family worships gray fairies, so rats will not come to steal food. Xifeng replied.

"Oh, so do you believe what happened in your dreams?"

Xifeng was very humble and said: "The young master laughed, you are the master of the thief, and naturally you are also familiar with the techniques of Zhou Gong, how dare I, a little weak girl, show off my knowledge in front of the young master." However, dreams may really be able to predict what is about to happen in reality. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Xifeng said that when his father took him to Erlong Mountain to sweep the graves of his brothers who died in the past, he accidentally saw the Liuxian Ancestral Hall. At that time, she felt that the facial features of the hedgehog clay statue were so handsome, and there was a bit of a man's breath. The night after returning home, she dreamed that a handsome man in thorn armor smiled at her and stretched out his hand, saying that he was her future husband.

The next day, she went up the mountain to pick wild mushrooms, and she met "Second Brother Liu", that is, the shape of the mountain hedgehog.

Every time Second Brother Liu met her, she would have the same dream at night, in which she was pressed by a sturdy man, who was covered with barbs, and she bled more than a few times and fainted, and finally woke up from the nightmare.

"Maybe the one in the dream has been warning me for a long time, but Xifeng is carried away by love. A few days ago, it was thanks to the young master, otherwise it would have ......"

"The difference between dreams and reality is that one is a scene that the soul sees with a ghost eye out of the body, and the other is a scene that the body actually touches in the real world. That's what my grandfather told me. ”

"What's the matter, the young master had a nightmare just now?"

"yes, I woke up, huh...... Shame on you. Wushuang smiled wryly.

"There's no shame, the young master is also a human being, people will always have something to be afraid of, and they will naturally dream, as the saying goes, there are dreams every day, maybe you are overworked during the day. "Miss Xifeng is very sensible, thousands of times stronger than those two spicy girls. It's no wonder that people have money from their families, and this girl has read more books than them since she was a child.

The two were chatting, and Wushuang suddenly felt the hairs on his back count down, and he shivered inadvertently. The two drunks drank too much and fell on the wine table and talked nonsense.

"It's late at night, you don't have to worry about them, go back and rest. "The atmosphere of the old mansion is very wrong now, and Wushuang can feel that there may be something staring at him in the dark corner.

"Then you should rest early. Xifeng nodded and turned to leave.

Wushuang walked to the wine table alone, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and the heat of the liquor suddenly filled him with heat through his chest. The thing might still be nearby, and that feeling was impossible to replicate and irreplaceable, but he couldn't be sure if it was a human or something else.

The night was too quiet, just like in the dream just now, except that the crescent moon on the top of the head was still hanging there. Otherwise, Wushuang really thought that he was still in the dream and did not wake up. The two drunks fell asleep, and the big red lantern in front of the parlor looked even more eerie at this moment, and the red light stained the ground like blood.

Wushuang drank another glass of wine to strengthen his courage, and then walked out quickly. A gloomy wind passed in the courtyard, and he was so drunk that he almost didn't sit down.

"Damn!" he scolded.

At this moment, a dark shadow appeared in the corner of the wall, and he only showed a slanted shadow, and his body was still hidden behind the wall, and it was impossible to determine what he was. It's just that Wushuang felt a creepy horror in him.

"Hmph......" Wushuang laughed, and with the help of alcohol, he unexpectedly followed him.

When he reached the base of the wall, the black shadow hidden behind him seemed to deliberately avoid him, and ran backwards, and he chased forward again, and every time he was about to catch the guy, he almost fell, and then the guy continued to run, he was not running fast, and kept a constant distance from Wushuang, so that he could neither catch him, nor could he see his true face, only the mutilated oblique shadow prompted Wushuang to continue to follow.

Wushuang was like a puppet, dragged by that guy towards the back house. He also secretly made up his mind, since you have led me here tonight, I will have to find you out.

This Wushuang is bold, completely forgetting Master Puci's instructions to him, doesn't he know that a great calamity is coming?

He followed the guy step by step, walking farther and farther, and finally, through the small courtyard where he lived, he came to the front of the Gray Immortal Hall, the door of the Gray Immortal Hall was still hidden, just like the scene in the dream. Could it be that there is really a big mouse drinking sesame oil here?

He drew his dagger and walked over, just about to reach out and push the door, but unexpectedly, a pair of cold hands suddenly fell on his shoulders behind his back. Don't look at Wushuang drank some wine, but it wasn't enough to make him lose his sense of resistance. He reflexively grabbed the other man's wrist with his other hand, and then turned around sharply and came up with a wrong hand.