"yes, how did my uncle die? How could he die evilly? ”

Tang Ruyi also asked anxiously.

The honest young man and his companion glanced at each other, but because they believed that we were relatives of Village Chief Yang, they did not hide the bamboo tube and poured beans, and explained the truth of the matter.

According to Qizi, the village was in a commotion early in the morning, with the sound of chickens barking, dogs barking, and people crying.

When he went out, he realized that something had happened, and the old village chief had fallen to the bottom of the cliff while hunting in the mountains last night.

I saw a group of people carrying the old village chief into the village, and the old village chief was covered with a broken mat, and his body was cold.

The flag was bold enough to stand in front, only to see that one of the people carrying the old village chief suddenly tripped over something, stumbled in his footsteps, and his hand was unsteady and the old village chief fell down.

He could see it clearly when he got closer, the old village chief had a big hole in the back of his head, and his collar was covered with dried brown blood and disgusting white flower brains......

Zhang Yu interrupted the flag and said in a deep voice: "Fall to death? What kind of hurdle can trip an old hunter for decades? ”

Qizi also nodded hurriedly and agreed: "Who said it wasn't?" Our old village chief is a well-known mountain catcher in ten miles and eight villages, and he is clear where there are trees and grass in this mountain, but as the old saying goes, those who drown will know water, and there is nothing evil on the mountain, and the death of the old village chief is very evil, and it will be even more evil after death. ”

I motioned to Zhang Yu not to break the flag, and the flag continued.

He was right, because soon something strange happened to their village.

Because although the old village chief was old at that time, his body was not weaker than that of the young man, so he did not have a coffin at home, so he suddenly had to go to the town dozens of miles away to buy a coffin.

The family paid for it, and the two descendants of the same clan drove the donkey cart to buy the coffin.

But when they drove the donkey cart back to the village, something strange happened.

The dogs in the village barked wildly at the donkey cart pulling the coffin as if they had agreed to do so, and the two donkeys pulling the cart had never seen this battle, and after howling twice, they collapsed directly on the side of the road.

Although the two offspring were young and strong, they also felt that their scalps were numb, and they tried all their best to drive away this group of crazy dogs.

You must know that this is a mountainous area, and the villagers have hunting activities in the mountains on weekdays, and the dogs are almost the most obedient hunting dogs, but today it is like an evil thing to stop the donkey cart pulling the coffin.

Eventually, the hounds were chained by the villagers, and the donkey cart carrying the coffin entered the village.

Out of this case, not to mention a clear-eyed person, even a blind person knows that things are not simple, because dogs are psychic, and their eyes can see things that ordinary people can't see.

Could it be that the ghost who returned to the village was not the old village chief? And other demons?

The old people in the village didn't dare to slack off, so they scraped together some money overnight and invited the young people in the village who were fast to go outside and invite a master to come back to break the bad luck in the village.

And the flag in front of us and his companions are out to invite the descendants of the masters.

After Qizi said this, he continued to go back to the village to find the master, and we didn't want to delay the business, so we had to ask the approximate location of the mining village before getting on the jeep and setting off.

The villages in the Dabie Mountains are very scattered, and if they didn't happen to meet the flag this time, they might not be able to find the mining village.

By the time we arrived at the mining village, it was already half past four in the afternoon, and the village was very deserted and exuding a bit of unusual meaning, but it was not difficult to find the house of the village chief, because the custom of the people in the northern mountains was to blow and blow the funeral.

Sure enough, we saw the troupe at the door of the family, Tang Ruyi stopped the car and asked, "Brother Song, what should we do now?" ”

I pondered for a while and said, "Although Village Chief Yang is dead, maybe there are still people in his family who know the location of Banjushan, so let's go in first." ”

Tang Ruyi was puzzled: "Mixed in?" How to get in? ”

Zhang Yu smiled: "Sister Ruyi, you just look at your brother Yu." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yu took us out of the car and went straight to the village chief's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the white flags had been arranged inside, Zhang Yu wiped some saliva and dipped it on the corner of his eyes, and howled: "Uncle, my uncle, my nephew just found you, why did you go?" ”

He howled like this, and suddenly everyone in Village Chief Yang's family looked at us.

A sixty-year-old mother-in-law wiped her tears and asked, "You are the nephew of my family, why haven't you heard him talk about it?" ”

Zhang Yu wiped his "tears" and said, "This is my old woman, right?" Old aunt, my uncle is angry, he used to help my father in other places, and then my father returned to the northeast, so the contact was broken. ”

The mother-in-law nodded and said, "Yes, yes, my family did make a lot of friends in other places before, my poor nephew, my aunt's life is miserable!" ”

Zhang Yu hurriedly helped her mother-in-law to take out a few red tickets from her pocket and handed them over and said, "Old aunt, don't worry, if you have any difficulties in the future, just tell your nephew." ”

The two of them said a few more words, and the mother-in-law was busy with the funeral, and the other villagers saw that Zhang Yu had money and expressions, so naturally they did not suspect it, and we really became relatives of Village Chief Yang.

"Brother Yu, you can really do it!"

Tang Ruyi secretly gave a thumbs up.

We searched for a long time at the house of the village chief of Yang and found no results, but there was a noise outside, and it turned out that it was the flag that they had found the master.

It turned out that it was a coincidence, and there happened to be a passing Mr. Yin and Yang in the town next door who was doing the rituals, and when Mr. Yin and Yang finished doing the rituals, the latter begged in every possible way to invite Mr. Yin and Yang back.

We crowded into the crowd to watch the excitement, and we saw that Mr. Yin Yang was in his forties, wearing a gray tunic, his hair was meticulously combed, and he was holding a compass in his hand.

A young apprentice followed him, and the apprentice was carrying an apricot yellow baggage, which contained some five emperor coins, peach wood swords, and cinnabar and other practices.

As soon as he entered the village, the compass pointer in Mr. Yinyang's hand turned wildly like a spinning top thrown out.

Mr. Yin Yang's face turned pale, and he turned his head and left without saying a word.

When the people in the village saw Mr. Yin and Yang, they were scared like this, and they didn't know the seriousness of the problem, and several village croppers grabbed Mr. Yin and Yang and his apprentices.

Mr. Yin Yang frowned and said in a deep voice when he saw that he couldn't break free: "Your village is too evil, I'm afraid I'm going to make trouble in the past two days, I can't do enough, you can ask for another master." ”