Zou Weimin glanced at me doubtfully, but he didn't ask any more questions and simply said "OK!"
When leaving the hospital, I first got into Zou Weimin's car and asked him to drop me off at Yuan's Yin Yang House in the old town.
Before getting off the bus, I asked Zou Weimin to write down this address. When I need people, I will ask him to send people here.
Blind Chen simply said the word "be careful".
I smiled and told him that there would be no problem. He Zhi would definitely not hurt me, and I had so many protective things. If I could meet Zhang Er at this time, I would be happy. He didn’t finish preparations. If he confronts me head-on, I am confident that he will be able to defeat him.
Blind Chen stopped talking, and Zou Weimin made a phone call gesture, telling me that if I encounter trouble, contact him directly and they will fully cooperate and protect me.
I nodded in gratitude.
After watching their car leave, I turned around and walked deeper into the street.
When I came here before, there was an elderly activity center at the street entrance.
I don’t know why, but this time there was no one at the gate of the Senior Activity Center. What’s even weirder is that the tables and chairs inside are also missing? !
This activity center has been moved?
It was almost evening, with only the afterglow of the setting sun remaining in the sky, and night was approaching.
I quickened my pace and soon arrived at the deepest part of the street, outside Yuan's Yin Yang House.
The closed door gave off a heavy sense of oppression. I stepped forward and reached out to push the door open.
As the heavy courtyard door was pushed open a small gap, I turned sideways and went in directly along the gap.
Under the dim light, the already low ceiling made it even more depressing and suffocating.
I still vaguely remember the scene when Liu Yushu and the old man who stole his life were fighting here a few months ago, and Liu Yushu was seriously injured!
I continued walking forward, and when I looked ahead, I couldn't help but feel startled.
Originally, this yard was very empty, without any extra things, but now it is not like this...
At this time, there were at least forty or fifty old-fashioned bamboo tables and stools placed in the courtyard. There were teapots, cups, and even long cards and other things on the tables...
What's happening here? What happened to Yuan's Yin Yang House?
What did He Pheasant do to this place?
Disaster Nv Gang, Mr. Yin Yang with green corpse, if He Zhi gets into any trouble, it may be something that cannot be controlled.
I glanced around the courtyard, first looking in the direction of the main room, which leads to the underground crypt.
What made me worried was that the grand master's chair in the main room had been placed far outside.
At this time, the last afterglow of the setting sun had been swallowed up by the night, and the sky was completely dark.
I walked quickly to the main room, but when I just reached the center of the courtyard, a muffled sound of "Cang!" suddenly came from behind.
I turned around suddenly following the sound, and my eyes happened to be looking at the stage above the door.
The wooden wall behind the stage is still in tatters, but in front of the tattered wooden wall, there is an extra bell.
That sound comes from that bell...
My breath hitched.
It was a dark iron bell, with a wooden gavel hanging in front of the clock, and there was a person with a miserable white paper stuck in front of the gavel.
The paper-stuck person suddenly moved again, with a clang! The gavel hit the iron bell hard again!
At first I thought it was He Pheasant who had brought so many tables and chairs, but now when I saw the paper figures, I knew it was not He Pheasant.
At least it's not just He Pheasant... Zhang Er has been here. Not only has he been here, he must have done something. If not, he would not have been able to arrange these things in Yuan's Yin Yang House...
I just don’t know what step Zhang Er has taken? Has he found a way to deal with, or even control, Nv Gang?
While I was thinking, my eyes were fixed on the stage, and one hand subconsciously pressed down on the guillotine at my waist. My heart was already filled with murderous intent.
The paper bar cannot move out of thin air. I didn't touch any mechanism just now... Someone must be controlling the paper bar!
Zhang Er is here?
The bell rang three times in succession, and the dull bells echoed throughout the yard.
The next moment, there were chaotic sounds of door openings and footsteps.
I calmed down and looked around alertly.
At this time, the doors of the rooms on both sides of the Yinyang Mansion were opened sporadically, and a group of quite old people came out of the doors.
What made me feel chilly was that these old people were walking towards the courtyard mechanically with their heads lowered, as if they were unconscious.
These old people all walked to the tables and chairs in unison, sat down mechanically, raised their heads, and looked towards the stage.
The night was gloomy and the moonlight was cold.
Suddenly, the paper that hit the bell on the stage hit people, and with a "swish!", it was pulled to the beams of the roof.
I held the handle of the knife tightly in my hand to be careful not to get hurt by the paper. At the same time, I quickly scanned all the old people in the yard to be wary of any movement by them.
The person who controls the Zhizha people will definitely be near Zhizha. Thinking of the old man who stole his life back then, I think Zhang Er is very likely to be on this stage.
