"What's wrong?" I wondered.

"Why do you have two handprints on your shoulder?" Shen Que said incredulously.

"What?" I was also surprised, could it be that Liu Qian'er left it just now.

But didn't Liu Qian'er only grab my left hand?

I asked Shen Que to take a photo for me to see, and there are indeed two black handprints on the shoulders that can be seen in the photo, but they are very faint, and you can't see them at all if you don't look closely.

"What's going on?" My face was solemn, and I didn't know where this mudra came from.

"Forget it, you can help me take care of the wound first." I say.

Shen Que treated the injury on my shoulder according to what I said, this kind of injury cannot be treated in an ordinary way, the ash of the fragrant ash glutinous rice pot is ash, and the whooping black is the medicine.

After treating the wound, I fell to the ground and fell asleep.

By the next day, I felt sore all over, especially in my left shoulder, but fortunately the wound was not rotten, which would have cost my entire arm if it had not been treated in time.

In the afternoon, Xiao Yuntian asked me to pick him up at the entrance of the village, I told Shen Que not to run around, I set up a Angry Sun Array in the courtyard, and ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts did not dare to approach at all, unless a ruthless character like Liu Qian'er could not be afraid of the Angry Sun Array.

I called Li Guohua and quickly rushed to the entrance of the village.

Today's Xiao Yuntian is dressed in a dignified manner, dressed in a black robe, with his hair tied up, and a chopstick running through the middle of his hair.

"Master Xiao really keeps his word, I'm really here to fish for turtles today." I quipped.

Xiao Yuntian said: "Poor Dao naturally won't lose his words, Gu Zhangmen, Poor Dao looks at you differently, have you encountered any tricky things in the past two days?" ”

I didn't expect Xiao Yuntian to have this kind of ability to observe words and feelings, I smiled and said: "I did encounter something, the female ghost who was married before came to the door." ”

"Female ghosts? Married? Xiao Yuntian was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "Master Gu, are you still engaging in this kind of Taoism?" ”

I said helplessly: "Daoist Xiao, what kind of person do you think I am, I went to Baiyun Temple to be a Taoist priest because of this incident, it's a long story, I have time to talk about it in detail, anyway, it's not what you think." ”

"Haha, I'm kidding you, I've heard about you for a long time, someone wants to use your pure yang personality and that girl's extreme yin personality to do something against the sky." Xiao Yuntian laughed.

I rolled my eyes and said angrily, "Since Daoist Xiao knows, why do you want to make fun of me?" ”。

"How did she come to the door? Didn't you and Ma Dao Chang deal with it? ”

"It's an empty coffin, this matter is very tricky, I don't know if it has anything to do with the crockpot river you said."

"Empty coffin?" Xiao Yuntian's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that you ...... Are there any high-ranking people in your village? ”

"What do you mean?" Li Guohua interjected.

"I grew up here, and I had a fart master, and the village was full of honest farmers." Li Guohua took a sip, obviously not believing it, I was also stunned, although I am not a member of the Li family, but I also grew up in Ligou Village.

The village is similar to what Li Guohua said, they are all a group of farmers, where are there any masters.

However, Xiao Yuntian's words reminded me of what Su Nian said before, and I also wondered if the archmage was from the village.

If that's the case, it would be terrible.

I have been under the nose of the archmage for more than twenty years, and I feel that I am a pig that he raises and will slaughter when the time comes.

"This is just a poor speculation, but I always feel that your village is not simple, maybe the person who laid out the layout has always been in the village, how long has it not rained in Ligou Village this year?"

I thought about it for a moment, "It's been almost a month. ”

"That's it, the drought raised by the Sanhe Chiyang Bureau has become the climate, so I'm afraid it won't rain in Ligou Village for a while, if I can, I suggest cutting down that peach forest, maybe there will be an unexpected turnaround."

"What's the catch?" I wondered.

"Hehe, such a large peach forest does not bear fruit, this is not normal, cutting down the peach forest may be able to lure out the masters hiding in your village." Xiao Yuntian smiled, looking very treacherous.

I thought about it, Xiao Yuntian's words made some sense, anyway, it was useless to keep the peach forest, but I just don't know if Li Yongzhong would agree.

Li Yongquan and Li Yongzhong are cousins, and they don't know who is older and who is small, but Li Yongquan said that after his death, everything in the village will be handed over to Li Yongzhong to take care of.

"Tomorrow, Li Guohua and I will go and ask." I nodded.

"Daoist Xiao, how are you going to fish for turtles?" Li Guohua asked.

Xiao Yuntian pretended to smile mysteriously: "Mountain people have their own tricks, but this needs to wait until dark." ”

Seeing that he was playing tricks, Li Guohua and I didn't ask much.

Because it was still some time before dark, the three of us wandered around Dishui Beach.

Xiao Yuntian said: "This river is indeed nothing compared to the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, but it is not simple. ”

Li Guohua and I grew up in the village since we were children, and if Li Yongbao hadn't told us about the past 30 years ago, we wouldn't have seen that this crockpot river still hides such an unknown history.