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The time soon came to noon, Su Changqing asked Boss Bai for afternoon leave, and rode back home.

The black dog blood he bought last time hadn't been used up yet, Su Changqing entered the bedroom, pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, he put these bottles and cans into the bag, and pinned a pig-killing knife on his waist, and then planned to leave from the bedroom.

The peachwood sword at home last time was broken by him and broke into two sections, so he couldn't use it, so he had to use them as firewood.

After preparing everything, Su Changqing returned to the teahouse.

In the teahouse, the two monks at this time were still sitting on chairs waiting for him.

Because the pig-killing knife around his waist was wrapped in several layers of thick newspapers, the people around him didn't know that someone had walked in with a murder weapon.

On the other hand, Boss Bai, who was leisurely drinking tea on the side, flashed his eyes when Su Changqing came in.

"Master Song, you're here. ”

Yuan Guang took Yijing's hand, stood up and looked at Su Changqing.

Su Changqing clenched his sleeves with both hands and nodded at the two of them with a smile.

When he left the teahouse before, he had already changed his mind and planned to follow these two little monks to the Li family, after all, this is a supernatural thing, and with the addition of two people who know Taoism, his life must be guaranteed, right?

Speaking of which, Su Changqing always felt that the two monks already knew his identity, but they were embarrassed to say it because of their feelings.

"That ......"

Yuan Guang pursed his lips and stared into his eyes.

"Let's go. ”

Smiling slightly at Boss Bai, who had already floated his eyes to him, Su Changqing thought about this so-called haunting, and hesitated a little in his heart, just glanced at the young monk, and finally stood up and followed Yuan Guang towards Huanhu Village.

It was noon, and the sun was shining high in the sky, and it seemed that all the darkness had dissipated, and the shadows of the scenery on the street were all shrunk together, making people feel that this was a town without shadows.

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Because they had tricycles, the three of them didn't plan to waste time walking past.

Su Changqing just wanted to ride a tricycle and take them to Huanhu Village, but was quickly stopped by Yuanguang.

"Song Lao Jushi...... I'll do it. ”

The young monk said, but when he came to the tricycle, he was stunned.

The little monks from this mountain have always lived a chic closed life, and have never touched this kind of thing, so they don't know how to ride this electric tricycle at all.

When Su Changqing saw this situation, he felt that these two little monks were very interesting, and smiled at Yuanguang, he said, "Little master, let's come, it's too late, maybe the Li family baby is gone." ”

Yuan Guang's always serious and straight face showed a slight flush, and he lowered his head slightly before nodding.

The two monks sat on the tricycle one after another, held the handle, and waited for Su Changqing to drive.

......

After the car started, the originally quiet wind suddenly became stronger, whistling on the skin of the three people, and there was a chilling feeling.

Yuan Guang was so blown by the wind that he couldn't open his eyes, so he could only lower his head so that his face would not face the wind.

At this time, it is almost late autumn, the leaves along the way have withered and yellowed, and the autumn wind blows, sweeping the fallen leaves, there is a feeling of gloom.

When Su Changqing rode a tricycle to Huanhu Village, the sun was still shining warmly, giving people an inexplicable sense of relief.

He raised his head to look at the sky, and suddenly felt that the coldness on his body had been removed by half.

After a while, the tricycle stopped on the side of the road with a "click".

Yijing and Yuanguang jumped off the tricycle and stood at the entrance of the village waiting for Su Changqing to park the car.

The wind blew, blowing the short white hairs on his clothes.

"Little master, let's go. ”

Su Changqing parked the tricycle, turned around and smiled at Yuanguang, and followed the two monks into the village.

Near the entrance of the village stood the foundation of a house, standing alone, all around it empty, as if something was missing.

Su Changqing didn't know how many times he had been to this place, but although he already knew that this "Li Yang" was in Huanhu Village, he didn't know where he lived at all.

On the contrary, Yuanguang was holding a clean hand and walked in one direction as if he had a purpose.

"Little master, do you know how to go?"

Su Changqing quickly followed them and asked with some confusion.

"Hmm. The young monk turned his head sideways and nodded slightly, "The little monk has already been here once yesterday. ”

"That'...... Do you know what's going on?"

Su Changqing hesitated for a moment, and finally asked.

Yuan Guang shook his head, "When we came here yesterday, Li Jushi was not in the room. ”

Su Changqing was a little disappointed in his heart, he didn't see it yesterday, and he won't see it today, right?

It's just that......

He glanced at them, the suspicion in his eyes was even stronger, and his heart was even more uncertain.

This...... The two monks didn't ask him about coming over before.

...... No, you've already remembered him, right?

Su Changqing was following behind them with a look of uncertainty when he suddenly saw Yijing turn his head and smile at him.

Su Changqing was stunned, pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he also gave him a smile back.

A few people walked all the way, but they didn't see how many people were on this road, they only felt that it was inexplicably quiet here, as if even the birds and birds were extinct, and it was so quiet that it seemed to be another world.

After passing through a few small alleys, Yuan Guang stopped at a gate.

It's on the outer edge of the village, sparsely populated, and the location is just facing away from the sun, which looks eerie.

The house was only one floor, with dilapidated wooden doors, dust everywhere, and weeds all around, as if it were a barren area.

Su Changqing took a step forward and knocked on the wooden door.

"Is anyone there?"

He only screamed, and a slightly older male voice came from inside.

"In ...... Wait!"

The voice separated the door, but Su Changqing could still feel a thick tiredness from it.

The door creaked, and with the sound of the door opening, a burly man revealed most of his body through the crack in the door.

He had a scruffy beard and unkempt hair, unkempt like a savage in the mountains.

"Are you...... Li Yang?"

Su Changqing asked.

The man was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Yes...... You are ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, another voice sounded inside the door.

"Ayang...... Ahem...... Who's coming?"

Immediately after, a gray-haired old man came out of it, lowered his head and coughed and asked.

"Dad......"

"Oh, aren't these the two little masters who came yesterday?"

As soon as the old man raised his head, two familiar shadows were reflected in his cloudy eyes, and his voice was full of surprise.

"Yes, Old Benefactor Li. Yuan Guang bowed his head slightly, and said to the old man opposite with his hands folded.

"Ayang is at home today...... Just ask him if there's anything......"

The old man seemed to be older than Su Changqing, and said tremblingly with a cane, nodded to Su Changqing, and then turned around with difficulty and disappeared into the dark corridor in the house.

"What are you looking for me to do?"

The man opened the door completely, tilted his head and a little sluggish, and looked up at the three uninvited guests outside.

"Amitabha...... That's right, Li Jushi...... We heard that something happened to your family, the little monk and the others...... I'm here to help you. ”

"Help me?"

The man scoffed, "Do you know what that is?"

His eyes were deeply sunken, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he thought of the torture that was inflicted on him every night, and his heart was pounding with fright, and his mouth kept panting, and he leaned against the door with a "bang".

The wooden door couldn't stand the weight of the big man, and made a strange sound of "creaking".

He slowly crouched down. Suddenly, he went berserk, grabbed his hair vigorously, his head was raised high, and his neck was pulled a little white by a strong force at that moment. Su Changqing could even see his green muscles burst out in an instant, and the whites of his eyes were densely bloodshot.

"Do you know what it is!??!"

"You know what! you know!?"

Looking at the crazy appearance of the man opposite, his eyes were calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Yuan Guang sighed softly, and his tone was gentle, "Donor, the little monk and others are here to help you." ”

"Help me ......"

"Help me...... Help me?"

He muttered in his mouth, only to feel that his eyes were dim, and his head was dizzy at this moment.

"Help me ......"

After a while, the man finally returned to normal, looked up at the three people in front of the door, his tone returned to normal again, he sighed, with a slight gloom in his eyes, "Forget it, you guys come in." ”

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"Hope...... Can you help me......"