Xiaoshan Village, five miles away, has a land temple built of bluestone.

However, the sculpture of the earth god in the middle of the temple has been moved to a dark corner.

In the middle of the temple stands a newly renovated stone statue.

The new stone statue is about a man tall and is placed in the position of the original earth god.

In front of the new stone statue there is also an incense case, on which are inserted three pillars of high incense and some wild fruits picked in the mountains, as well as a large bowl of white tofu.

A nightingale, foraging in the mountains and forests, flew into the temple of the land and made a soft chirp.

It landed on the incense table, pecking at the wild fruit on the case.

The new stone statue, which had been standing still, slowly opened its eyes and grinned its lips, revealing a warm and self-healing smile.

So, the nightingale became hungrier and hungrier, and after pecking at the wild fruit, it began to peck at the tofu again, and it flapped its wings, and its two jewel-like eyes were as clear as ink, and it looked very happy.

At the same time, the sound of small footsteps sounded outside the Land Temple.

"Rustle!"

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The little widow was too hungry and thirsty when she ate tofu, and the self-healing smile on the little widow's face were all telling Jiang Chaoge something.

There is really a problem in Xiaoshan Village!

No dog barking, no lights, no accommodation, even if there is no respect for Xiucai?

This is obviously not a normal village!

"Liang Ping'an has been gone for a while, and in this kind of place, he may have an accident at any time, I must find him before he has an accident and complete the seizure."

Without thinking about the disappeared Jiang Erlang and the weird little widow, Jiang Chaoge left through the wall.

Soon, he came to the door of another room.

If he remembers correctly, there lived an old man with a kind face and a seemingly innocent old man living in this room? Moreover, this old man also greeted Liang Ping'an's family.

"Time is very tight, if you want to catch up with Liang Ping'an, you can only walk in a straight line, there is indeed a problem in Xiaoshan Village, but the ghosts here don't seem to be conscious, and there should be no danger."

He strode into the courtyard.

In the small courtyard, he saw a wooden chicken house, covered with a thick rain cloth, but unfortunately, there were no chickens!

Not only are there no dogs, but there are no chickens?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard two old voices coming from the house.

"Looks like we're going to have an extra pair of chopsticks again."

"Don't talk about it, old man, just add a pair of dishes and chopsticks, it's much better than the days when I was scared before."

Not surprisingly, there should be a loving old couple living in the house.

Jiang Chaoge walked in.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw the innocent old man, and an old woman with thinning hair and sunken eyes.

The two of them were really very affectionate, the old man was lying on the bed, and the old woman was lying on the ground.

In addition, there is a dilapidated wooden square table with a small bowl of leftover white tofu and three pairs of chopsticks on top of the small room.

"White tofu again?"

Jiang Chaoge is now a little sensitive to tofu.

However, what made him feel more puzzled at this time was...... There are only two people in the room, why do you have three pairs of dishes and chopsticks?

While he was shocked in vain, he suddenly thought of something, and decisively raised his head and looked at the beams of the roof.

Sure enough, there was a man hanging upside down.

It's not a human, it's a ghost!

It was a young scholar, handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, wearing a dark green Confucian shirt and holding a paper fan in his hand.

His feet were on the beams of the house, as if he were on the ground, his eyes were filled with intoxication, and his face was filled with a happy and self-healing smile.

It's just that this scholar's body has tended to be 'transparent' and looks like it is going to disappear at any time, which is why Jiang Chaoge didn't see the scholar for the first time after entering the house.

"The second hanged ghost?!"

If it's one ghost hanging upside down, then it may be that there is something wrong with the ghost, but if all the ghosts are hanging upside down, then the problem is definitely not the ghost, but the village.

"What secrets are hidden in Xiaoshan Village?"

"Could it be that there is something in Xiaoshan Village...... Feeding on ghosts? ”

"Before entering the house just now, the old man seemed to say that he wanted to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks, does this mean...... The old grandfather and grandmother know about the existence of the scholar on the roof beam?! ”

Jiang Chaoge sorted out the clues again and found that the problem seemed to be more serious than he imagined.

Because, according to his guess, there is probably something in Xiaoshan Village that can control ghosts, and he is also a ghost now, and he is in Xiaoshan Village.

"If I can't find out what exactly is controlling these ghosts, then even if I take Liang Ping'an, will I be in danger?"

Only by finding the murderer can the murderer be avoided!

Jiang Chaoge looked at the scholar on the beam of the room, and the self-healing smile on the scholar's face.

He didn't want to be like that!

"The scholar should be the missing Xiucai that Jiang Erlang is looking for, according to the time, he entered the village earlier than Jiang Erlang, perhaps, there will be new clues in his memory?"

Although the process of reading the memory was a little painful, Jiang Chaoge still decided to try again!

He first bowed to the scholar on the roof beam, expressing a little respect, and then jumped up, grabbed the scholar's neck with two hands, and hung himself up.

After hanging up, he began to twist his waist and swing.

Swing and swing......

The picture in front of me changed.

Perhaps because the scholar's body was almost transparent, the memories Jiang Chaoge read were somewhat scattered.

The first memory is like a 'blockbuster clip', one moment is the scene of reading in the school, and the other is the scene of chanting poems in the poetry club.

And, it's speechless that every time there is a critical moment, the following is gone!

Fortunately, there were not many scattered memory fragments, and soon, he appeared at the entrance of Xiaoshan Village.

"I'm Jiang Yu'er, a humble scholar!"

Jiang Chaoge's eyebrows became swollen and painful again, but it was much more comfortable than the first time, and the mutilated memory was a disadvantage, but the advantage was that it was not as fierce and huge as Jiang Erlang.

"Knock knock!"

When he entered the village, he knocked on the little widow's door as well.

The little widow opened the door and revealed her figure again.

"Yo, where did you come from, I'm afraid I'm hungry, right? My sister-in-law has white and tender tofu at home, do you want to eat a bite and then hurry? ”

"Good...... Okay, thank you, sister-in-law! ”

As soon as Jiang Yu'er heard that there was tofu to eat, he immediately nodded in agreement.

After all, he slept all the way.

Sister-in-law is such a good person!

He secretly decided in his heart that after he was admitted to the exam, he would have to come to thank his sister-in-law again.

And the little widow did not deceive him, and after working in the kitchen for a while, she brought out a large pot of white and tender tofu.

Through the faint moonlight, Jiang Yu'er saw the hot air wafting on the pot.

"It smells so good!"

Jiang Yu'er was so hungry that he ate it in a big gulp.

The taste of tofu is very smooth and delicate.

An indescribable delicacy stimulated his taste buds and made him unable to stop eating, just to eat a large pot of white tofu in a few moments.

"Sister-in-law's tofu is so delicious!"

Jiang Yu'er's heart was warm, and her stomach was also warm, as if there was a fire burning in her chest, and her face unconsciously showed a satisfied smile.

Then the little widow came over.

"Brother, is the tofu made by my sister-in-law delicious?"

"Delicious!"

"How can my brother repay my sister-in-law?" The little widow pressed closer.

"This ...... Sister-in-law...... Sister-in-law, don't do this, we can't ...... Can't ......" Jiang Yu'er stepped back and put his two hands on the waistband of his trousers.