I took a few more steps and saw a mansion standing halfway up the hill in the distance.

The He Postman family, finally let me find you!

Grandpa was right, I saw that above the house, there was indeed a faint trace of yin qi.

What the hell is this place? It was obviously full of yin energy, but the ghosts of any shady body could not get close to this mansion.

I saw a dense forest on the left hand side of the mountain road, and my heart moved, so I quickly got into the woods.

The forest was full of stout trees, and I quickly climbed one tree to observe the situation below, as my grandfather had done.

It wasn't long before a young man in his early twenties quickly chased into the woods, standing where I had disappeared and looking back and forth.

He was dressed in a different garment from the two men I had met before, not in khaki yellow, but in black, with gold threads on it, and at first glance it looked much better than the plain earthy yellow clothes.

I speculated in my heart that if this person was also a member of the He family, then his status must be higher than that of those ordinary big men.

I looked at the man under the tree, and from time to time my ears would hear that my grandfather had told me about his experiences in the postman's house that day, and I was so anxious to jump down and kill him with a knife.

After arriving in Wenruo City, I have a deep understanding of the power of this He family, and I am worried that this young man is not good at dealing with him, so he didn't do it for a while.

I kept an eye on him until he gave up the search and turned to walk out into the woods, when I suddenly jumped down from the tree and fell on him in an instant.

I took the man in my arms, tore him by the collar with both hands, and strangled his neck, and asked, "Who are you?" Why are you tracking me? ”

The man in black was uncomfortable by the collar, gasped a few times, and stumbled in reply.

"My family lives on this mountain, I came home from the bottom of the mountain, big brother, you don't know, our mountain is sometimes haunted, I saw a ghost at the bottom of the mountain just now, I was scared in my heart, I want to catch you up with you up the mountain, but I didn't mean to follow you."

This set of rhetoric is exactly the same as the situation that my grandfather encountered when he went up the mountain.

I nodded slightly and pulled him up, "I see, what's your name, is your home on this mountain?" ”

The man in black got up and patted the weeds on his body, and pointed to the house in the distance, "My surname is He, eldest brother, our house is there, can you accompany me up, I invite you to my house for tea." ”

"Yes, of course." I readily agreed, and pulled him on his way up the mountain.

This man said that his surname was He, and if he hadn't lied, then it was very likely that he was of the same clan as me.

Now I can be sure that the people of the He family should often use this trick to coax innocent people who have mistakenly come to this mountain to their mansions, and then kill them one by one, and I don't know how many poor people have died in their hands.

But I don't believe in evil anymore, and I don't believe that there is anyone stronger than me in this yang world, no matter how I say it, I don't believe that there is anyone stronger than me in this yang world.

The man in black didn't expect me to agree so happily, so he hurriedly patted off the weeds on his body and walked with me with a smile.

We quickly crossed the mountain trail and went up to a small . Flat slope, the house is built on this gentle land.

"There are not many people in your family, will it disturb your family if you rush in?"

The young man hurriedly smiled and said, "My family is not large, we live on this barren mountain, and we don't see a few guests visiting on weekdays. ”

The young man's tone was so earnest that he couldn't tell that he was coaxing me, and if I hadn't heard my grandfather tell him about his experience, I would have believed that he had sent this man home just by seeing the yin air that permeated the mountains.

We quickly reached the entrance of the house, where two black wooden doors were closed.

I thought that if I pushed the door open, I would probably face the same fate as my grandfather when I stepped in, and then the courtyard would suddenly turn dark, and someone would cover my head and knock me over with a stick.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, knowing what to expect, but I couldn't restrain my anger, and I clenched my fists tightly, causing the man in black next to me to glance at me from time to time.

"Big brother, please come in!"

As the man spoke, he pushed open the door of the house, the wooden door rang repeatedly, and outside the door was a green brick courtyard, with a few green pines standing on both sides.

I pinched the short knife with one hand, touched the head of the little murderer with the other, and told it that if it started fighting for a while, it must not be cowardly, and it must fly out to help me.

I took a deep breath, stepped into the courtyard gate with my left foot first, and looked up at the sky, which was still bright and nothing unusual.

Then I stepped into my right leg again, and at the same time almost pulled out the short knife that was stuck in my waist.

Sure enough, just as I was firmly in the courtyard, the sky suddenly turned dark.

I took out the short knife suddenly, and the little murderer in my pocket flew out in time.

Of course I don't believe that anyone in this world can really make the sky dark and make it dark?

I immediately used my yin and yang eyes, which were far beyond those of ordinary Yellow Springs postmen, but I was surprised to find that this deep black was mixed with thick black smoke, no matter how they blackened the surroundings, it must have something to do with this black smoke.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see anyone making a move at me, and then the left pocket moved, and this spineless little murderer actually secretly hid in it again.

I couldn't help it, and opened my mouth to shout around, "I said, you He family, why are you just playing tricks and not coming to welcome guests?" ”

At this time, a loud voice came from the front, "He Ziwu, the young and promising Huangquan postman, the high-ranking disciple of Taishan Mansion Jun, the younger brother of King Yama, the sworn friend of the bull head and horse face, and even the friends of the golden feather chicken king and the three-legged silver crow, these divine beasts, are really admirable." ”

I wasn't too surprised to hear him talk about my experience and identity.

Then there was also a voice behind him, which sounded much younger, "Grandpa, don't forget, the most important thing is that he is now one of the twelve postmen of the Yin Division. ”

I heard the man in front of me laugh a few more times, and there was an old man's meaning in his voice, "That's right, this is one of the twelve great postmen in the Postman's Mansion, and it can be regarded as the lifelong pursuit of us ordinary postmen. ”

I cheered up the spirit of twelve, and always felt that in the next moment, someone would suddenly attack me, but I didn't expect that as soon as the old man finished speaking, the sky suddenly brightened.