"Brother Yu, you didn't take it, did you?"

Tang Ruyi glanced at Zhang Yu and asked angrily.

Zhang Yu's face turned red and said stiffly: "Maybe I let that kid from Song Ming steal it." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you just said that there was a disturbance in the village, what's going on?"

I interrupted Zhang Yu's throwing of the pot.

When I was a child, I lived in the northern countryside all the year round, and naturally I knew that what Zhang Yu said about bumping into ghosts and ghosts was evil things, which were very common in the countryside in the past.

There is another rule for us to prevent bumpering, that is, you can't urinate anywhere when walking at night, because ordinary people can't see the ghost, if this person happens to be unlucky and urinate while walking at night, maybe he will collide with the ghost and make a fuss.

However, because I have seen a lot of evil things in the mine village in the past two days, and the death of Village Chief Yang is too strange, it is not uncommon to make a collision.

Zhang Yu smiled and said: "It's not strange to make a bumper, but the strange thing is that the person who made the bumper is a little interesting." ”

I was stunned: "Who is it?" ”

Zhang Yu didn't sell Guan Zi this time, but said directly: "It's Mr. Yin Yang's apprentice who is a fart." ”

Tang Ruyi and I were a little surprised, I don't think it's strange to anyone in the village who is bumping into the guest, after all, it is an ordinary person, but the person who is making trouble is the apprentice of Mr. Yin and Yang, which is intriguing, I saw with my own eyes last night Mr. Yin and Yang's good means.

Could it be that Mr. Yin and Yang's apprentice is a straw bag? Or did Mr. Yin and Yang hide his secrets and not teach his apprentices well? Or maybe the yin spirit in the village is so powerful that even Mr. Yin and Yang can't resist it?

Looking at the complicated look on my face, Zhang Yu laughed.

"You kid also boast of being an old man, haven't you understood it yet?"

I was stunned again:

"Don't sell it all the time, what the hell do you say?"

Zhang Yu waved his hand and motioned for Tang Ruyi to start the jeep into the village: "Don't worry, the show has just started, just watch it slowly." ”

The jeep walked quickly along the mountain trails, and within a few minutes we entered the village, where we were amazed by a picture.

I saw a man in front of the old village chief's door with red eyes and grinning teeth, jumping up and down trying to bite someone, while the surrounding villagers were looking at the farce in front of them with panicked faces, not knowing what was going on.

Mr. Yin and Yang stood to the side, his face very ugly.

Soon, everyone's eyes were focused on Mr. Yin and Yang.

"What's going on, sir? Why did your apprentice make a fuss? ”

A villager couldn't help but ask.

I got out of the car and heard the villagers' questions, and I felt both terrifying and ridiculous, the terrible thing is that the ghosts in the village are so powerful, even Mr. Yinyang's high-ranking disciples have capsized in the gutter, and the funny thing is that Mr. Yinyang's helpless appearance on the side is in stark contrast to his invincible appearance yesterday.

"Hurry up and find some cowhide rope to soak the rooster blood and tie up this waste first, let's hurry up to the funeral, as long as the old village chief's coffin is buried smoothly, nothing will happen."

Mr. Yin Yang had a gloomy face and asked the villagers next to him in a deep voice.

Several villagers quickly brought over the cowhide rope soaked in rooster blood, and more than a dozen crops with big shoulders and round waists stepped forward together, and then Mr. Yin and Yang's apprentice were pressed to the ground and tied up.

I squeezed in from the crowd and saw Mr. Yinyang's apprentice lying on the ground and tied up like a dumpling, his eyes were red, and his mouth was drooling, and his appearance was very scary, basically similar to the scene of a troublemaker.

But the strange thing is that I didn't feel the yin qi on him, but instead saw a bloody wound on the back of his head, and the blood dried up on his hair, which looked dirty.

Just as everyone was about to go to Village Chief Yang's house to carry the coffin out of the funeral, a discordant voice sounded.

"Yo, do you really think that all this evil thing was caused by the ghost of Village Chief Yang? In other words, if Village Chief Yang's body is buried in the ground, there will really be no more accidents? ”

The person who spoke was Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Mr. Yin and Yang, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon and looked directly at Mr. Yin and Yang in front of him.

"It is natural to enter the soil for peace, I dare to guarantee that as long as the coffin of Village Chief Yang is put into the ground, there will be no accidents in the village, otherwise there will be no death in the village."

Mr. Yin Yang looked at Zhang Yu in front of him coldly and said word by word.

Because of Mr. Yin Yang's methods yesterday, the villagers were very convinced of him, and they persuaded Zhang Yu not to offend Mr. Yin and Yang's authority.

"I said that it was good, why did the bad guy make a fuss, I thought it was because he was not good at learning, and now it seems that these three outsiders are still colliding with the ghosts in the village, if it weren't for the bad guys to come out for the villagers to stop the disaster, it would be bad and another one died."

Before Zhang Yu could speak again, Mr. Yin Yang snorted coldly and said.

His words shook my heart, and the villagers complained about us one by one, and a few bad-tempered village men had already surrounded us.

I walked out of the crowd and came to Zhang Yu's side and whispered, "Old Yu, what the hell are you doing?" If we commit public anger, let alone find half of the mountain, we will all have to fold here. ”

Zhang Yu said loudly angrily: "Song Ming, I see that you are very smart on weekdays, why are you so confused now?" Don't you see it yet? This Mr. Yin Yang and his apprentice are simply two black treasures. ”

Holding back the black treasure? Treasure holder?

Something flashed through my mind, and soon one by one, my doubts were answered, and everything became clear.

In the past, the treasure holder belonged to the outer eight gates, understood the number of yin and yang techniques, knew the heavenly machine feng shui, relied on a pair of eyes to eat, and behaved properly, Zhang Yu had done the treasure holder in Xing'anling before, but the treasures he held were all born to grow.

Most of the later treasure-holding people in the Republic of China are thieves or earth rat tomb robbers who changed careers, this group of treasure-holding people does not abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the means are ruthless, as long as it is the treasure they fancie, even if it is a set to hurt people's lives, they are also the role that everyone shouts and beats in the rivers and lakes, and is called the black treasure by the orthodox treasure-holders.

Because in recent years, the big cap has been cracking down, so I haven't encountered a black treasure for twenty or thirty years, but I didn't expect to meet it here today.

"What are you holding back the black treasure, don't spew blood."

Mr. Yin Yang's face changed, and his expression was a little flustered.

I saw that the villagers who had gathered around all stopped, and their faces were full of doubt, because the name of Heibao was not decent at all.

A villager asked, "This little brother, what are you talking about holding back black treasures?" ”

Tang Ruyi also leaned over and asked, "Brother Song, what are you talking about holding back the black treasure?" ”

Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, I hurriedly told the simple villagers about the tumor of the rivers and lakes, and their eyes slowly changed from doubt to disgust.

Mr. Yin Yang panicked all of a sudden, his eyes were rolling around, and I saw that this Wang Ba calf wanted to hurry up and reminded loudly: "Folks, watch closely, don't let these two black treasures run away, my uncle's death has nothing to do with them!" ”