Tang Qianwen and I got out of the car.....

Following the sound of mourning, I soon found a farmer.

In the blue brick house, the mourning hall has been arranged.

No one noticed me and Tang Qianwen.

We walked in, and no one cared.

Everyone is surrounded by this coffin... And in the coffin, there was a constant sound of wooden rubbing.

It's as if the contents have the symptoms of a corpse.

And Mr. Taoist, wearing a five-element Taoist robe, holds a yellow talisman to press the coffin.

At this time, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he had done everything he could... Suddenly, the Taoist priest bit the blood on the tip of his tongue, and with a "poof", the blood covered the coffin.

The movement of the whole coffin suddenly stopped!

Mr. Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "I'm afraid that tonight, there will be a hidden danger of corpses."

"Dao Chief," the Lord was dumbfounded, "What does this corpse mean?"

"Hard shell," Mr. Taoist said helplessly, "Right now, you have to prepare ink fountains, red nets, and gold paint before it gets dark!"

"Okay," the protagonist doesn't dare to slack off, "I'll arrange for someone to prepare!"

For a while, all the people who came to participate in the funeral were busy.

In this regard, Tang Qianwen was stunned and asked, "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, what is a hard shell?"

"In layman's terms," I explained, "it's what you call zombies... In many rural areas, it is said to be a hard shell!"

"Are there really zombies in this world?" Tang Qianwen was frightened.

"If there are ghosts, it's not surprising that there are zombies. Just now, the so-called ink fountain line and red net of the Taoist priest are all used to calm the stiffness, and the gold paint," I thought, "It should also be used to paint the bronze foot and gold coffin....this family should indeed cause trouble for zombies."

"Then Mr. Jiang, zombies or ghosts, which is more difficult to deal with?" Tang Qianwen asked curiously.

"It depends on the registration of zombies," I explained in a whisper, and while casually emphasizing, "In the future, don't call me Mr. Jiang....I am not originally from Taoism, we often come out to do ordinary things, if you happen to meet Taoist affairs like now, you will be suspicious."

"And what will I call you in the future?" Tang Qianwen asked tentatively.

"Just call me by my name, Jiang Cheng!"

"This," Tang Qianwen hesitated a little, "Or, I'll call you Young Master Jiang, right?"

"There's no need to call it that," I just finished.....

"Who are you?" Only then did the host notice me and Tang Qianwen.

Yili asked, "Forgive me for not recognizing the two of you?"

I confessed, "We recently saw the news of the knife man, so we came to see it, and we wanted to find the knife man."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the lord's family changed.

But soon, I took out a thousand yuan and said euphemistically: "I never thought that I would catch up with the white things in the village, Liao expressed my heart, and asked you to mourn!"

I handed the money to the master's house.

For the sake of money, the protagonist regained his smile: "The little brother is really polite!"

Even, on the spot, people arranged for me and Tang Qianwen to sit down and wait for the afternoon dinner.

I was not polite, and after offering incense in front of the spirit of the deceased, I stayed.

However, my purpose was simply to inquire about the news....I pretended to be curious as a foreigner and inquired about the affairs of the village.

At first, the villagers were reluctant to speak.

However, after taking the table, after a few glasses of wine, and getting acquainted with them, a strong man with a blushing face and a slight drunkenness whispered to me: "Stranger, you, when you have dinner, hurry away!"

"What?" I smiled and asked, "Isn't this village peaceful?"

"Well," the strong man looked left and right, and lowered his voice: "Don't look at the credit knife man is evil, what happened in the village is even more evil..... this thing really let the credit knife man say right, since the appearance of the credit knife man, the dog in our village went to the roof at night, and the chicken also jumped out of the chicken pen and went up to the tree, speaking of which, it was *** evil.....

I became more and more interested: "Then this white affair, is it also related to the difference in the village?"

"This..." The strong man recalled, revealing a look of surprise: "Hey, don't say it, it's just that on the night of the disappearance, the son of the village chief's family, and this old dog Wu, died mysteriously!"

"Wait," I realized, "So, isn't it just one person dying in the village?"

"Yes," the strong man wanted to say something, but one or two at the same table coughed lightly.

The strong man immediately raised his wine glass and didn't say much to me.

Even if I put it on a few times, I wanted to get some news from him.

He also did not mention anything about the affairs of the village..... and even the old man in the banquet advised: "Don't ask so much, boy, you better finish your meal and leave quickly!"

"Yes," another aunt complained, "It's you outsiders, after you came, there were many disasters in the village, just causing trouble."

For a while, the eyes of these people were full of displeasure when they looked at me.

I was also interested, and I put down the dishes and chopsticks after eating.

returned to the car with Tang Qianwen......

"Young Master Jiang," Tang Qianwen asked, "What should I do next?" Are we going to ask somebody?"

"No need," I looked at the sky in the village, which was approaching nightfall, "The people in this village seem to be full of hostility towards us, and if we inquire at this time, I am afraid that we will not find anything. Unless it's when the strong man is alone."

"It's a pity that the strong man is still drinking," Tang Qianwen sighed and complained, "If that guy hadn't been drinking, we could still follow him and go to his house for a while under the pretext of asking for news by the way."

"I'm not in a hurry," I smiled, I had a rough idea of what was going on here.

I asked Tang Qianwen to drive around the village.

First, it is necessary to have a general understanding of the geographical environment of the village.

Second, as the strong man said....or, as Huang Shiyin's prophecy.

When night begins to fall, the chickens fly to the trees and the dogs go up to the roofs.

Dogs bark and chickens crow, and the sounds come and go.

The scalp of the person who listened to the voice was numb....and Tang Qianwen even said: "No wonder the ancients would leave the word chicken and dog restless!"

yes, I also remembered this idiom.

In such a scene, my scalp was numb when I looked at it..... and the sound of chickens and dogs barking made me extremely uneasy.

"But, Young Master Jiang," Tang Qianwen asked in fear, "How could such a thing happen in this village?"

I said indifferently, "What happens here is that the corpse is a disaster... In fact, not only chickens and dogs, but all things have spirits, and many livestock within the six realms have more premonitions of calamity than humans."

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