The sarcasm in Yang Xing's mouth no longer has any impact on me.
I don't need to explain anything to Yang Xing.
But I'm not as cold-blooded as he said. I didn't touch Gu Ruolin because I didn't know what happened to her. Being able to lie here must have something to do with Zhang Er. If something goes wrong, it won't be easy to solve.
"Get out first." I said directly without answering Yang Xing's words.
Yang Xing then turned around and walked out.
The vigilance in my heart has not lowered, of course not towards Yang Xing, but towards the thing that blew my lamp just now.
After walking out a few steps, I suddenly felt that the passage was too quiet again, and it was so quiet for a moment.
He glanced back unexpectedly, and there seemed to be a special green light coming from the depths of the passage. There seemed to be a person standing at the door of the room just now.
She was facing the door with her back to the outside, but I couldn't see her face clearly. She was soon swallowed up by the green darkness.
Is "she" the evil ghost? !
A few minutes later, Yang Xing and I walked out of the passage and returned to the main hall of the City God Temple.
The compass I had left to restrain Yang Xing's body was still on the ground.
The spiritual table in front of the statue of the City God was a bit messy, and it was clearly a mess made by Yang Xing when he took away the incense burner.
After all, it was Zhang Er's land, so I stepped forward and fiddled with it a little, putting things neatly.
Finally, I picked up the compass and motioned to Yang Xing to go out again.
It took me a long time to enter the Chenghuang Temple. The moon was hanging high at the top, and the moonlight was particularly cold.
The villagers outside the Chenghuang Temple were even more shocked when they saw us walking out.
Feng Jun and others were obviously relieved.
Yang Xing glanced at Feng Jun and the others, with disgust and contempt in his eyes.
"You bitch." He sneered disdainfully.
Feng Jun chuckled and didn't answer, which obviously made Yang Xing very angry.
But I also have an indescribable feeling.
Yang Xiayuan's real name was Qiu Tianyuan, and he was a dignified Kanyu master. His son was also a famous figure in the Feng Shui world during his lifetime. When he died, he was a green corpse. When it came to Yang Xing, he became a playboy.
Is there a reason why Yang Xiayuan did not let Yang Xing learn Feng Shui? Or maybe there is some hidden retribution? Yang Xiayuan has done many evil things, and his descendants are not worthy of passing it on.
But when I thought about it, I felt relieved that Yang Xiayuan's family and family were all using the lives of his descendants to bear the retribution for his mistakes.
He asked for the Good Corpse Pill in an attempt to survive, so what else would he need to have his descendants prosperous?
"Luo Shiliu, where are you going, what are you going to do, how are you going to meet people, don't show off, just tell me directly." Yang Xing also looked at me coldly.
Before I could say anything, the sound of brakes and engine reached my ears.
A black SUV drove outside the City God's Temple, causing many of the villagers standing there to disperse.
The car door opened, and Chen Xiazi, dressed in black and black cloth shoes, got out of the passenger car.
Yang Xing turned his head and glanced at Blind Chen. His face was not very pretty.
"Uncle Chen!" I quickly walked to Blind Chen's side.
"Feng Bao has told you everything, but you got him out so quickly?"
Blind Chen's gray-white eyes swept across the door of the City God's Temple and stopped on Yang Xing's body.
I whispered the story to Blind Chen in a low voice, including the matter of Gu Ruolin.
Blind Chen didn't say much about this matter, but nodded and said, "I do have a good place."
"where?"
"The evil house is in the backyard of Chai's house." Blind Chen continued.
My expression changed slightly and I said, "The evil house is evil?"
Blind Chen nodded: "Yang Xing is already in your hands. He hasn't come out yet, but he just doesn't want to come out, so we need to use some special means. I am not enough on my own, but together with my master, this is enough." .”
I no longer hesitated, didn't ask any more questions, and just said a good word.
Then I looked at Yang Xing, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Let's go."
Yang Xing's face was still cold. He stepped forward and got into the car.
Feng Bao was still in the driver's seat. After we got in the car, Feng Jun and others also got in and followed us from behind.
Along the way to Chai's house, Yang Xing didn't say another word during the entire period.
After arriving outside Chai's house, we got off the car and walked inside.
I don't know if it was too late or for other reasons, but there was no one in the Chai Family Courtyard.
It was Feng Bao who explained in my ear that Mr. Chen had made preparations and the Chai family had dispersed to make room for us. Only then did I understand the reason.
Blind Chen was already at the front.
I also tried my best to adjust my breathing and maintain a steady state.
Blind Chen's preparations were too comprehensive and he was going to use Yang Xing to see the dead body. I couldn't let myself be timid when talking to him.
Walked through the corridor and arrived outside the backyard.
Under the moonlight, all that can be seen is the faint black air and the vague backyard.
A simple thatched house was built between the black air and the normal open space. In front of the thatched house, Mrs. He was wearing a colorful jacket, sitting on a chair with her little feet raised.
In front of her was a large table with white candles densely packed on top, as well as two extremely tall piles of paper money.
As for cinnabar red ropes, mourning sticks and other things, there are even more!
At least dozens of small mourning sticks made of wicker were tied into a stick and piled up next to the table.
Is this the arrangement made by Mrs. He? !
Of course, those mourning sticks were far inferior to the mourning sticks she, Blind Chen, and I used.
Yang Xing's expression also changed. He suddenly stopped and whispered: "Luo Shiliu, what are you doing? Don't you want to see someone? What do you want to do with these pretentious things?!"
There were Feng Jun and Feng Bao behind, and they were vaguely blocking Yang Xing's retreat. Blind Chen walked straight to Mrs. He.
I turned around, took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I do want to see "people", but I didn't tell you whether you want to see a living person or a corpse."
Yang Xing's color changed again, and his eyelids were twitching wildly.
"You have encountered what happened in the City God's Temple. The words pretending to be gods and ghosts are actually the last words that should come out of your mouth. For anything, as long as you have eaten the food of the dead, you need to be in awe."
"Don't use what you said to me, I didn't eat your bowl of dead food." Yang Xing snorted coldly.
I shook my head and said, "No, you have eaten it, otherwise how could you live to be so old?"
At this moment, the sound of tinkling suddenly sounded.
Mrs. He stood up, glanced at Yang Xing, coughed loudly, and said, "Just use him to hook the green corpse?"
"The blind man told me that a green corpse who knows Taoism, knows how to kill his father, and even follows you for so long, actually has such a son?"
While speaking, Mrs. He seemed to have phlegm stuck in her mouth, and spit it out, which happened to be at Yang Xing's feet.
Yang Xing jumped to his feet, but stared at Old Mrs. He with a frightened expression, and asked: "Old woman, what are you talking about?!"
