After the death of Chen Sui's grandfather Chen Guangzhi, Chen Sui hurried back to Longlu Village from Dongyang City.

Grandpa died very suddenly, Chen Sui was on the phone with him a few days before his grandfather's death, and he didn't feel anything wrong at that time.

The hospital's version is myocardial infarction.

The old man in the village helped to manipulate his grandfather's funeral, Chen Sui couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, sadness was certain, but after sadness, when he stood in the familiar old house, he suddenly had an extreme sense of loneliness.

Until that moment.

Chen Sui suddenly found that his grandfather, who had no good relationship with him, was of such great significance to him.

So after his grandfather was in the ground, Chen Sui simply cleaned up the things at home, and then returned to Dongyang City to put it in place.

The kitchen has not been used for a long time, and there are cobwebs of dust everywhere.

Chen Sui opened the doors and windows to ventilate, found an equally dirty broom, and cleaned the cobwebs on the debris pile a little.

There are a lot of things in the clutter pile, and they are very miscellaneous.

Most of them were some chaihu, some shabby tables, chairs and benches, and some items that Chen Sui felt was useless at the time.

Chen Sui looked at the pile of debris in front of him, and frowned slightly.

He didn't notice any psionic fluctuations.

Chen Sui picked up a hoe and looked at the sickle in his hand again.

Grandpa won't take these things down to the grave, right?

Chen Sui first threw away the firewood and some worn furniture and farm tools, and then picked up some of the remaining sundries.

Oil lamps, burlap bags, old cigarette sticks, and a few old calendars.

Chen Sui looked through the old wall calendars and found that he didn't find any words except for a few dates circled.

21 December 2012.

21 February 2013.

5 April 2013.

1 September 2016.

……

Chen Sui frowned, except for the day of the "Cataclysm", he couldn't think of anything special about other days for the time being.

After putting these old wall calendars aside, Chen Sui looked at the old cigarette stick in his hand again.

The cigarette stick is ordinary, and it also has a part missing, which seems to be broken.

Grandpa loved to smoke two sips when he was alive.

Suddenly, when Chen Sui grasped the cloth bag that seemed to be woven of burlap, he seemed to sense something.

Chen Sui looked at the cloth bag in his hand with a puzzled expression.

He seemed to have sensed a hint of psionic energy fluctuation in the cloth bag just now.

Chen Sui slowly poured a trace of spiritual energy into the cloth bag, and the next moment, a white booklet fell from in front of him.

Chen Sui picked up the booklet on the ground, and just as he was about to flip through it, suddenly, he had a feeling of palpitations.

He instantly looked behind him, but there was no one behind him.

Chen Sui narrowed his eyes, he directly took out the eight-sided Han Sword from his backpack, and the spiritual energy in his body slowly worked.

If he's not mistaken.

There was indeed a sinister aura that belonged to the strange thing in the vicinity of Fang Cai.

Chen Sui walked out of the room with the Han sword in his hand.

Standing in the courtyard, Chen Sui looked around, but did not find anything unusual.

The next moment, Chen Sui stretched out his left hand, and several wisps of spiritual energy were staggered.

A Dunjia-style Yin Diagram appeared.

Xun, southeast.

Chen Sui's eyes flashed, he went back to the house and picked up the burlap bag, pinned it to his waist, a wisp of spiritual energy poured in, and the Han sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Sure enough, this thing is what Luo Yao said about the storage spirit weapon.

After putting a few suspicious sundries in the house and the diamond umbrella in the mountaineering bag into the burlap bag, Chen Sui walked directly to the southeast.

It was already approaching evening, and although there were not many people on the streets of the village, it was not without people.

If he swaggered through the market with a sword, it would be a little too noticeable.

A moment later, Chen Sui stood in front of a small courtyard with a locked gate.

If memory serves, it seems to be skinny monkeys who live here?

Chen Dahu and this thin monkey are both people of the same age as Chen Sui, but both the big tiger and the thin monkey ended up staying in the village.

The former marries a wife and has children, while the latter seems to be a plaything every day.

I heard that I went in for a few years because of drug abuse a few years ago, so I should have just been released.

Chen Sui looked around, and when he was sure that there was no one around, Chen Sui went directly over the wall.

After entering the courtyard, Chen Sui directly took out the eight-sided Han sword.

His expression was very serious.

The courtyard was filled with a strong smell of blood at the moment.

And there is still a trace of evil that has not yet dissipated.

Chen Sui looked at the room with the strongest smell of blood, he slowly walked there with the Han Sword in his hand, and at this moment, the Dunjia-style Yin Escape Diagram in his left hand was running rapidly.

Squeak...

Chen Sui pushed open the door of the room with his sword.

The smell of blood is heavier.

Chen Sui's heart sank, if it was really a trick, then the thin monkey was afraid that he was already fierce and unlucky at the moment.

When Chen Sui walked to the bedroom, he took a deep breath.

The pungent smell of blood kept him calm.

The thin monkey was sitting cross-legged on the kang at this moment, his head bowed, and his hands hanging down weakly.

Blood covered the entire ondol and trickled to the ground along the outer edge.

The skinny monkey's entire chest was torn open.

The internal organs are clearly visible.

But the creepy thing is that there are some internal organs, as if they have been eaten by someone, leaving rows of tooth marks.

Chen Sui just glanced at the Dunjia-style Yin Diagram in his left hand, and slowly stopped with the Yin Diagram.

He looked at the skinny monkey in front of him.

At this time, the pointing of the hexagram in his hand was in front of him.

Chen Sui clenched the Han Sword in his hand, and just as he hesitated whether to make a move, Chen Dahu's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Skinny monkey! At home? ”

"Open the door, open the door! I'm looking for you! ”

"Can't open the door? If I don't open the door, I can climb over the wall and get in! ”

"I know you're at home!"

"Huh? What does it smell like? Did you kill a pig at home? ”

Chen Sui sighed slightly, when is this tiger Hanhan coming, it is not good, but at this time he came to hit the muzzle.

He can't stand here at this time, otherwise he will be the first suspect.

Thinking of this, Chen Sui glanced at the thin monkey in front of him, and his face was also a little puzzled.

The sinister aura of Fang Cai seemed to have completely disappeared.

But at this moment, Chen Sui couldn't think too much, he walked to the bedroom and hid in a corner.

The next moment, Chen Dahu climbed over the wall.

As soon as Chen Dahu entered the courtyard, he also smelled the smell of blood.

No, it's not pig blood.

Chen Dahu swallowed his saliva, he glanced at the half-open door of the bedroom, and directly chose to climb over the wall.

"Something's wrong! Something happened! ”

"Something happened to the Skinny Monkey family!!"

Chen Sui was stunned for a moment, he thought that this Han Han would crash into it, but he didn't think that he would know to go out and call people first?

However, Chen Sui also knew that he could not stay here either, and after making sure that there was no one outside the courtyard wall behind him, he climbed out of the courtyard wall and quietly returned to his home.