I didn't need blind man Chen to remind me that the man on the roadside didn't look like a good person.
He suddenly appeared on the roadside in the middle of the night and asked me to tell my fortune.
Where can I find such a suitable thing?
Especially now that the Yinlu is still lingering, if I talk to you rashly, I'm afraid I'll get into trouble.
Without saying a word, I followed Blind Man Chen directly into the ancestral hall.
There was a soft creaking sound, and the other two people, together with the driver, directly pulled the door of the ancestral hall closed.
I subconsciously glanced back and saw that the middle-aged man was already walking towards the "dwarf" on the roadside.
The door was completely closed, and through the crack in the door, you could vaguely see it being locked outside.
Inexplicably, I felt relieved.
Turning around and looking inside the ancestral hall, my breath froze slightly.
This ancestral hall is a huge single room with wooden frames on both sides. The shelves are filled with white candles. The candles are burning faintly. There is no light, but it still makes the ancestral hall bright. There is a statue on the innermost wall. statue.
This statue is of a woman with a slightly elongated face. It doesn't look like a horse's face, but looks like a shoehorn.
His eyebrows are short and thick, but the sub-brow bone is very long, his eyes are sunken, his cheekbones are high to convex, his chin is very tapered, and his lips are plump and not thin.
My heart skipped a beat. This woman’s statue...
Isn’t it just for the bun girl?
At that time, there were many air roots on the face of her corpse, and the toxins of the Corpse Head Mushroom were infected and changed, so that the face shape was slightly damaged. I am still certain that this is the statue of the bun girl.
No wonder Mr. Yin suddenly appeared.
Ma Baoyi has not told us any details about this matter before, otherwise, we may not go up the mountain.
He stole corpses and visited graves to destroy them in front of others, how could he not attract others' attention?
Blind Chen sat down on the threshold and suddenly said: "Sixteen, don't worry too much. In my opinion, this Mr. Yin has no ill intentions."
I frowned and looked confused: "Uncle Chen, what does this mean?"
"What is enshrined in this ancestral hall?" Blind Chen suddenly asked.
"Biji Niang." I replied.
Blind Chen lit a leaf cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "On the way, I was wondering if he meant no harm. A few people seemed to be guarding us, but there was really nothing they could do."
"This ancestral hall enshrines the Bun Niang, so it must be a more important place for them. Plus, there is no one to guard it now, so if we want to leave, no one will stop us."
"But the golden abacus is in his hands...and Feng Bao is in the hospital..."
Blind Chen replied calmly: "Is there still danger in the hospital? It's broad daylight."
"As for the golden abacus." Blind Chen glanced sideways at Zhang Jiugua's body.
"He originally wanted to kill us, but when the golden abacus fell out, he changed his mind. I'm afraid, Shiliu, you really have to thank Zhang Jiugua." Blind Chen's reminder made me stunned again.
I lowered my head and thought about it carefully, and it was exactly what he said.
Even before, Mr. Yin glanced at Zhang Jiugua several times. Could it be said that Mr. Yin and Zhang Jiugua have an old relationship?
Their relationship may not be very good, or there may be other deep-seated reasons.
Otherwise, he would have seen me carrying Zhang Jiugua's body at a glance, but he would still take action.
It wasn't until the golden abacus fell out that he changed his attitude. There must be something in this.
I still have a lot of questions in my mind, and I want to discuss them with Blind Chen.
When he looked at Blind Chen again, he actually closed his eyes and leaned against the door frame as if he was asleep.
I'm actually very tired.
I went up the mountain for a day. I didn't sleep all night last night. I left Ma Baoyi and Zhang Er to go up the mountain. During the day, I was tossing in Ji Niang's tomb.
Until now, I haven't slept for at least thirty or forty hours, and I haven't even eaten much.
Now that I am relaxed, I feel extremely weak.
Although it was cold outside and the temperature was low, there were so many candles lit inside the ancestral hall and it was completely enclosed with no wind, so it was still somewhat warm.
I laid Zhang Jiugua's body flat on the ground and sat down to rest against it.
Drowsiness gradually came over me, and I couldn't hold back the fluttering of my eyelids for a while, and I fell into a deep sleep.
It was a restless sleep, and I didn't dare to sleep too hard, so I was always half asleep and half awake.
I also had a lot of messy dreams.
I dreamed that I was back on top of Ji Niang's tomb, hanging on the hanging ladder.
The cold wind was biting and I was bruised all over.
The bun girl is sitting on the pavilion. She is covered in white feathers, and she has obviously become a feather.
Ma Baoyi's limbs were twisted and his body shriveled up like a mummy, crawling under her feet and making no sound.
The bun girl was still sneering at me, as if she was saying that we had broken into a place we shouldn't have broken into, and death was the atonement.
Then the mountain collapsed and rocks fell on me.
Fear and despair spread, and I was suddenly awakened from my dream.
I opened my eyes suddenly, and there was fine white sweat on my forehead, and my whole body was wet with sweat.
The light inside the ancestral hall is still a little dim.
Through the crack in the door, a few rays of sunlight filtered in and shone on the ground, with some reflections.
Blind Chen was already awake, smoking against the threshold, and the wolf mastiff was lying beside him.
Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I stood up and called Uncle Chen.
At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.
Blind Chen also got up.
The wolf mastiff took a few steps back, looking a bit fierce.
The person who opened the door was a woman, probably in her early twenties.
She has a pair of single eyelids, fair skin, and a quiet sense of classical beauty.
In addition, she held a roll in her hand.
The thing was wrapped in burlap and tied with rope.
"Your name is Luo Shiliu, right?" Her voice was beautiful and pleasant.
I nodded subconsciously.
"Master asked me to give you this thing. Besides, you can go."
The woman said as she pushed the door fully open.
A Jinbei car was parked outside.
Feng Bao was leaning against the driver's door, looking a little sluggish.
Although Feng Bao still looks a little bad, fortunately he is awake and can still stand!
Clearly out of danger.
But what I can't understand is, does this mean we should leave?
Doesn’t Mr. Yin have something to ask me?
Besides, the golden abacus is still in his hand, where can I go?
But Blind Chen was really right, he no longer had any ill intentions.
While I was thinking, I took a deep breath, looked at the woman steadily and said, "I won't leave, and I don't want this thing either. I want to see Mr. Yin."
"This is what you want. Something happened on the mountain again. He can't go down the mountain now. He arranged for these two things to be sent down overnight."
The woman said softly again: "When he is free, he will go see you."
After saying that, she directly stuffed the cloth bag into my hand without waiting for me to speak.
It felt heavy in the hand, and a slight clattering sound was heard.
My heart was beating wildly.
He immediately lowered his head and opened the cloth bag.
Under the sun, the golden abacus reflects the golden light, which is dazzling.
Among other things, there is a parchment book.
Isn't this clearly the parchment contained in the human skin that Zhang Jiugua is holding on to and won't let go.
It’s also a bun girl’s thing!
On the cover, there are a few simple words.
"Bury the shadow and watch the mountain."
