"There is a price to be paid for those who use this kind of witchcraft."

Lao Zhang remembered the woman who was in her prime, and then her face slowly rotted, and she felt a pity, if he had stopped her at that time, it might have been a different matter.

"Lao Zhang? Lao Zhang? ”

Wang Guojun shook Lao Zhang's shoulders and brought Lao Zhang back to reality from his past memories.

"Huh? Something from the past was remembered. ”

"Lao Zhang, how can I get rid of it?"

The kingdom army frowned, and his heart was confused.

"At the beginning, Miao Village, maybe someone will understand."

"Okay."

Under Lao Zhang's narration, Wang Guojun and Tian Mengqing began to prepare.

After arranging a month's worth of milk powder for Wang Zeyu, Tian Mengqing and Wang Guojun set off with Lao Zhang's token.

Along the way, Wang Guojun took Tian Mengqing over the mountains and mountains, and saw all the scenery along the way.

Finally, after a seven-day journey, Wang Guojun and Tian Mengqing came to the Miao Village in Lao Zhang's mouth.

As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of households in Miao Village.

The complicated environment forced them to be more vigilant, and at the same time, the workload of finding the original village chief's home has become much larger.

When Lao Zhang was young, it has been forty or fifty years since now, and there have been earth-shaking changes, and I don't know if this technique is still inherited.

Wang Guojun took Tian Mengqing deep into Miao Village, and on the narrow road, there was the dung of cattle and horses, and there were bustling pedestrians.

Tian Mengqing and Wang Guojun inquired all the way, and asked everyone they met, and finally, God paid off and let them inquire about a family that had been a village chief in that era.

When it comes to this family, the villagers seem to be very taboo.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of Wang Guojun and Tian Mengqing, he asked a kind-hearted person who was willing to give directions.

Following the guidance of the villagers, Wang Guojun and Tian Mengqing saw a dilapidated house.

"Okay, thanks."

After thanking the villagers, Tian Mengqing and Wang Guojun walked along the road to the house.

Almost all the roof tiles had fallen off, leaving only a few broken tiles scattered on the roof.

The doors and windows were broken and rotten, and they looked completely inaccessible, and the mud at the door was full of weeds.

Closer, a pungent musty smell came to my nose.

In the corner of the wall, some mildew spots on the ground come into view.

Faced with such an environment, Tian Mengqing unconsciously felt a chill down his spine, and his hand holding Wang Guojun couldn't help but tighten.

Wang Guojun glanced back at Tian Mengqing and pursed his lips in encouragement.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

In such a harsh environment, there is a risk of collapse at any time, and there are still people living in it, what kind of people will live in this kind of house for a long time?

Wang Guojun also has no bottom in his heart, this family knows witchcraft, and it cannot be ruled out that they will order other things.

But victory was in sight, and he could not help but move forward bravely.

Wang Guojun pinched Tian Mengqing's hand, and unconsciously became stronger.

Tian Mengqing knew that the Wang Guojun was also under a lot of pressure, so she nodded to cheer up the Wang Guojun.

Finally, in the kitchen-like place, they found an old man with gray hair and tattered clothes.

"Hello~"

The Kingdom Army greeted cautiously.

Silently following behind Wang Guojun, Tian Mengqing stared nervously at the somewhat weird old man in front of him.

The old man's ears should still have excellent hearing, and after Wang Guojun spoke, he didn't seem to be surprised, but just tilted his head slightly and looked at the person with his peripheral vision.

The old man didn't speak, and the kingdom army spoke again.

"Hello, we are looking for the Miao village chief of this village 40 years ago, do you know?"

Hearing that the Wang Guojun was looking for the village chief surnamed Miao, the old man paused, and then continued to break the branch in his hand that ignited the fire and threw it into the stove pit.

Seeing the old man's reaction, Wang Guojun understood that the old man must know something, so he continued to ask.

"Old man, I don't know if you are the owner of this house, just now the people in the village pointed out this place to us."

"We are looking for the village chief in a hurry, and this one next to me is my lover, she was killed by a traitor and was subjected to witchcraft, so we must find someone to understand, or if it goes on like this for a long time, her health is very worrying."

The kingdom army told the old man in front of him all the reasons why they came here, hoping to let the old man feel compassion and help them.

The old man never let go.

Tian Mengqing and Wang Guojun couldn't figure out what the old man meant, but they felt that such an old man was indeed a strange personality, just like what the villagers on the road said just now.

"Old man, as long as you can help us, whatever we need, we will try our best to meet it."

As soon as Tian Mengqing's words came out, the old man raised his eyelids, turned his head and stared at Tian Mengqing, Tian Mengqing was a little afraid, she retreated behind Wang Guojun, she didn't dare to look directly into the old man's eyes, Wang Guojun protected Tian Mengqing.

"Old man, if you can help us, what do you want, as long as it does not violate morality and righteousness, and it is not a matter of murder and arson, as long as the two of us can do it, we will do our best and never break our promise."

Wang Guojun followed Tian Mengqing's words and made a promise to the old man again, and the old man seemed to be a little moved.

The old man shifted his love to Wang Guojun again, he stared at Wang Guojun expressionlessly, and then looked at Tian Mengqing behind Wang Guojun, and finally opened his mouth, and a mouthful of female yellow cigarette stained teeth was undoubtedly exposed.

"Really, I can put forward any conditions?"

Wang Guojun turned his head to look at Tian Mengqing behind him, then turned his head and nodded firmly.

"As I said just now, as long as we don't violate benevolence and morality, we don't kill people and set fires, as long as we can do it, we will do our best and never break our promise."

The old man stroked his white beard thoughtfully.

"Tell me what your situation is."

Seeing that the old man finally spoke, just in case, Wang Guojun took out the token given by Lao Zhang before leaving.

"Old man, do you know the owner of this token? I don't know if he's still there, it's the old man in the family who asked me to hand it over to the master. ”

The old man trembled, he stretched out his calloused hand, trembling and took the magic in the hands of Wang Guojun, like a hydrangea but different from a hydrangea, like a monkey holding a bead.

The old man held the skewer, and his eyes were dotted with stars, and this thing seemed to carry a lot of stories.

"Is this really from the old man of your family? Are you the descendants of the owner of this token? ”

The old man's series of questions could hardly hide his excitement.

"We are not his descendants, but this old man is destined to live with us and live in our house."

The old man nodded, and his attitude seemed to have eased a lot. The indifference when we first met.

(End of chapter)