His junior sister was so rude to innocent people, Cheng Hengchuan turned around and said to Bihu embarrassedly: "Girl, I'm really sorry, junior sister, they are arrogant and disrespectful, and Cheng Hengchuan apologized to the girl on behalf of the two of them."

After a deep pause, he closed his eyes and said sincerely, "Look at the girl Haihan."

Bihu didn't know what Cheng Hengchuan was doing at all, and only understood the word "sorry", but she seemed to understand what the other party meant, smiled sweetly, and squatted down to look up at Cheng Hengchuan's expression when he bowed his head.

Cheng Hengchuan didn't wait for her reply for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Bihu squatting like a cat, and his round eyes looked at him curiously: "It turns out that you like to close your eyes."

His heart jumped, and his face turned red: "I, I just feel ashamed, and I also want the girl to really forgive me."

"What kind of girl, my name is Bihu." She reached out and pinched Cheng Hengchuan's nose, "Your nose is also soft! If you pinch your nose, you will always remember me, and you can't forget it."

He simply squatted down, looked at Bihu like a child and asked, "Why can't you forget when you pinch your nose?"

Bihu thought about the teacher who was eaten by her and replied, "Because Mr. said that a good friend wants a nose."

Cheng Hengchuan didn't know why: "One nose?"

Bihu nodded with certainty: "Yes, one life, one nose."

Cheng Hengchuan smiled: "What, it's a lifetime."

Bihu argued unconvinced: "But Mr. is talking about a nose?"

"Your husband may have some accents."

"Oh...... I see, I've been reading my nose all the time, and it seems wrong."

"It's okay, if you want to learn, I can teach you along the way."

"Really! That's great! Thank you, Cheng ......."

"Cheng Hengchuan."

"Yes, Cheng Hengchuan, my name is Bihu."

"Okay, Bihu girl."

"Just call me Bihu, that's so kind."

"Okay, Bihu."

It was getting late, Xie Qianyun and Chu Chunxi had not yet returned, but there were villagers constantly looking inward at the door of the abandoned butcher shop, which was inaccessible.

Cheng Hengchuan pretended not to notice their gaze at first, but when more and more people put their curious visits on them, he finally couldn't help but walk out of the house and said politely, "I don't know if you have any advice?"

Before the words landed, the villagers who were watching at the door dispersed in a hurry. Seeing that the situation was strange, he hurriedly chased out and grabbed a young man, but the man was extremely strong, and slapped Cheng Hengchuan's hand with great force, and ran away after breaking free.

When the other villagers saw Cheng Hengchuan as if they were seeing an evil ghost, they also ran away in horror. He looked left and right, only to find behind him an old man trembling with a cane.

He stepped forward quickly and saluted, "Old man, may I ask ......?"

The old man cried out, staggering faster and faster, and muttered vaguely, "Bad luck, bad luck! Go away and don't look for me, I don't know anything!"

Cheng Hengchuan understood that there must be something unspeakable, so he said kindly: "Old man, the younger generation is a disciple of Qingyoumen, specializing in exorcising ghosts and suppressing evil spirits, if anything strange happens, please be sure to tell the juniors, and the juniors will definitely solve it."

The old man only stopped when he heard this, he gasped and looked Cheng Hengchuan up and down suspiciously: "Can you really solve it?"

"The old man, please tell the younger generation what happened." Cheng Hengchuan's eyes were bright.

"Ugh." The old man sighed, his cane in his hand, "This butcher's shop is haunted!"

It turned out to be just haunted.

He had the bottom of his mind in his heart, and helped the old man sit down on the stone pier on the side of the road: "Do you know when it started to be haunted? What did this demon do in the night?"

"Haunted, it's been a long time. It's been haunted for as long as I can remember, and my mother said that it was haunted when she was a child, but my grandfather said that it wasn't haunted when he was a teenager, and I can't count how many years, so count it yourself."

The old man swallowed

He continued, "At night, there is a sound of the piano, which is good to listen to, but it is also strange at night. When I was a child, I was curious, so I came here to look for it, and in the middle of the night, there was no one here, it was pitch black, and my legs trembled when the wind blew.

When I walked to the door of this butcher shop, the sound of playing the piano sounded. When I was a child, I didn't know how to avoid it, so I dared to go inside, but there was no one inside, only the sound of the piano getting louder and louder. I was scared, so I ran home.

When I came home, I was sick for three days and three nights, with a high fever, and I almost died. On the fourth day, the fever suddenly subsided, but my leg was not good, and I couldn't be cured by any doctor, and finally I simply died.

My old mother invited a famous Taoist priest to come and see it, saying that this leg was eroded by ghost qi and would not be better for the rest of his life. Just because I was curious when I was a child, I ended up with a lifelong disability, and I didn't even have a wife, do you think this is not bad enough?"

The old man pointed angrily at the butcher's shop, "Who would dare to live near here."

Cheng Hengchuan didn't say anything, just nodded and said, "No wonder it's very lively when you enter the village, but there aren't many people around here."

"yes, everything that can be moved has been moved. The owner of this butcher's shop, when he heard from my grandfather, moved out overnight when he found out that it was haunted, and left a mess here, and his grandson does not dare to show his face in the village now, and he will be scolded when he comes out." The old man also complained about the butcher's family, "They don't know what debt they owe, so let's suffer too."

Cheng Hengchuan asked again, "Old man, do you know who this ghost was when he was alive?"

The old man waved his hand: "I also asked my grandfather about this, and he said that there was a famine in Peach Blossom Village at that time, and countless people died in a year, and he didn't know who died in the butcher's shop, let alone know the birth date and then exorcise ghosts."

"Thank you old man, if the younger generation hears the sound of the piano tonight, I will try to overtake it and return the Peach Blossom Village to a quiet place."

In the middle of the night, Xie Qianyun and Chu Chunxi were already asleep.

And Bihu didn't eat, and hid the buns that Cheng Hengchuan gave her into the baggage.

But she didn't feel hungry, the soup and noodles that humans eat were not suitable for her, and she felt that the food was tasteless when she smelled it, and there was no flesh and blood at all, so she just sat in the corner and watched Cheng Hengchuan hurriedly paste the paper notes on the wall.

"Why are you sticking these pieces of paper?" She asked.

Cheng Hengchuan came back to his senses, put his index finger in front of his mouth and whispered, "Shhh, everyone is asleep, you have to speak quietly."

Bihu thought this was interesting, "oh" and nodded, ran to him and whispered again, "Why do you put these papers?"

"It's not paper, it's a talisman, it's used to suppress ghosts." Cheng Hengchuan finished posting the last one, took Bihu out of the house, pointed to the stone pier and said, "Do you remember when I went out for a while? At that time, an old man said to me that there would be an inexplicable sound of the piano here at night, and I was afraid that it would be haunted."

Bihu became inexplicably excited, and covered his mouth again to lower his voice: "Is there really a ghost? Your junior sister is right, there really is a ghost!"

Cheng Hengchuan looked at her in surprise: "Aren't you afraid?"

She nodded and shook her head: "I'm a little scared, but it's written in the book, ghosts are good ghosts and bad ghosts, some ghosts are harmless, they just want to see their relatives and friends in the world, and then go to reincarnation when they have nothing to do, if this ghost doesn't come out to kill, then it's a good ghost, I'm not afraid of it."

"You know a lot." Cheng Hengchuan laughed unconsciously, "Yes, there are two sides to everything, there are good and bad, people are like this, there are good people and bad people, you can't generalize."

Bihu ran to the stone pier and sat down: "Then do you think I'm a good person or a bad person?"

"She's a good girl." Cheng Hengchuan replied without thinking about it, "It's just too simple, don't be deceived."

She looked up, her eyes shining like stars, "No one can fool me. Are you going to lie to me?"

"Naturally not, why should I lie to you?" Cheng Hengchuan stared at Bihu's face, staring at her eyes, suddenly as if he had seen this face a long time ago, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, this feeling made him want to get closer to Bihu.

He stumbled out and touched her head

, but stopped at the edge of the bunch of seaweed. He suddenly realized that his movements were a little too much, and he made up for it: "The seaweed is a little old, why don't you wear a peach blossom."

After that, he found a branch that still bloomed peach blossoms and broke it down, and handed it to Bihu. Bihu threw the seaweed in his hand and put the peach blossom in his hair.

The time was approaching, it was the time when the yin qi was at its heaviest, Cheng Hengchuan cheered up and waited for the sound of the piano to appear, and Bihu was already asleep on his shoulder.

Time passed little by little, and not long after, a puff of smoke came out of nowhere, and the shapes on the street became confused. When it was no longer possible to distinguish the southeast and northwest in front of him, the sound of the clear spirit of the piano sounded, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

Bihu woke up suddenly, and his eyes widened to listen to the sound of the moaning piano, the slow but low rhythm, like a palm pinching the heart softly and powerfully. Suddenly, her heart was sad: "This voice is like crying, it's really uncomfortable."

Cheng Hengchuan pulled Bihu's wrist: "Don't be afraid, I won't get hurt with me." But we can't sit still and join me in the search for the piano player?"

Bihu replied in a low voice, stood up and took a step.

Peel away the milky white mist, layer by layer, one by one, the mist is like a piece of mille-feuille cake, as long as you open it, you will see the secret of the next layer.

I don't know how many floors I opened, and a small thatched hut with a courtyard suddenly became clear in the blurred vision. A man was sitting in the courtyard playing the piano, he was dressed in green clothes, his long hair was like a waterfall, as if he was fascinated by plucking the strings, and he forgot himself.

The money sword in Cheng Hengchuan's hand was ready, he protected Bihu in front of him, pushed open the courtyard door and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" Why do you have to play the piano every night?"

The man didn't hear his question at all, and was only obsessed with playing the piano. He plucked the strings faster and faster, and the melody became more and more intense, and his hand lifted and fell softly, and he was no longer just playing, as if he had become one with the instrument under his fingers.

In a trance, a black ball was born in the sound of the piano, and the black ball grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became a sneaky figure. The figure crouched beside the player for a long time, but the person who played the violin was so engrossed in the performance that he was not aware of its presence in the slightest.

The song was about to end, and somehow, the figure suddenly attacked from the side of the violin man and pounced on him fiercely.

With a "bang", the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The strings broke, the piano was destroyed, people died, and the black liquid flowed all over the ground.

Bihu exclaimed, "He's killed!"

Cheng Hengchuan also noticed something, he hurriedly took a step forward to take a closer look, but the scene in front of him disappeared like an untouchable bubble after his movements, and the people who played, the quiet courtyard and the smoke all drifted away like a dream.

Bihu blinked in surprise: "Why is it gone?"

In front of her was still the tiled house in disrepair, and she walked around the neighborhood a few times, but did not find any figures.

Cheng Hengchuan put away the money sword: "Bihu, don't look for it, maybe this move is to lead us to him."

"Shall we go to him again?" Bihu asked, tilting his head.

"Of course, not only must you find him, but you must also find his bones to get over." He thought back to the thatched hut with the yard, "It looks like I'm going to find out his background tomorrow."