"Where's the knife?"

Gao Zhan was just asking casually, but I shuddered when I heard it.

I finally remembered when the strange feeling I had when I entered this courtyard had appeared.

I remember my so-called father, who once left me a black-and-white photo and a copper key. His body disappeared inexplicably the day before he was cremated.

That time, Zhao Qi and I passed through the crematorium and arrived at the 'other world', where we not only saw the 'temple' in the photo, but also saw Xu Ronghua wielding a head-chopping knife and cutting off the heads of those ghosts.

It was at that time that I had a similar feeling of chilling in my heart.

What's even more bizarre about that incident is that the three people on it were also beheaded, and the temple in the background is missing......

Could the cleaver Xu Ronghua take be the one originally enshrined here?

I was startled by the sudden thought, and at the same time even more suspicious of what had happened tonight.

Listening to Wei Laosi's tone, he seemed to have deliberately brought me here, and when he was in the restaurant, he also said that it was another person who asked him to find me.

Who could be the man who asked him to find me?

"It's dangerous here, go to the flat ...... quickly"

I looked at the page again, and suddenly an idea bordered on the absurdity.

It may not be someone else who took the paper in the shop that night, but Lao He himself.

He seems to be hiding from some crisis, and Yelang, who is far away in the bull's eye ditch, has already died because of a similar crisis.

Lao He first left me a message, but found that someone had already found him... He found the shop, so he tore up the note and brought it here.

In terms of adaptability, this old money fan and old fox seem to be better than Ye Langzhong......

Thinking of this possibility, I asked out loud:

"Lao He, isn't it you?"

"Lao He?" Sun Lu looked at me, "Is that the landlord you rented before?" ”

I nodded, raised my voice and shouted, "He Shangsheng!" Come out! ”

"Alas......"

Suddenly there was a long sigh from the corner.

My heart shook suddenly, and sure enough, it was Lao He's voice.

I looked in the direction from which the voice came, but there was no one in sight.

I didn't get entangled in where Lao He was, I just wanted to ask the question in my heart directly.

Unexpectedly, before I could speak, Lao He's voice came again:

"Eryetun is about to have a catastrophe, you can save them."

I couldn't help frowning: "A catastrophe is coming? What do you mean? ”

"Alas...... I don't have much time to talk to you about. You go to the old man in the village yourself and inquire about the origin of Eryetun. I can only tell you that Eryetun should not have existed two hundred years ago. The catastrophe of two hundred years ago is not over, and it is about to befall this village again, and the night after tomorrow. If you don't help them, all the villagers will die. ”

"Woe two hundred years ago?" My eyelids jumped, "You mean the Yin Soldier borrowed the way?" ”

"You already know?"

Lao He seemed a little surprised, but soon continued:

"Even if it is a Yin soldier borrowing the way, it will be a catastrophe and fate for this village."

"How can I help them?" I was extremely puzzled, but I remembered that Lao He said that he didn't have much time, so he had to ask the key points first.

If it was really like what he said, maybe he could let the people of the village leave early.

But I don't even believe in this matter, can the people in the village believe it?

Lao He said: "Sing a ghost show to eliminate this disaster for the villagers of Eryetun." ”

"Ghost show?" I breathed a sigh of relief, "The village chief and the head of the troupe have already made arrangements. ”

"No, this scene can't be sung by an ordinary troupe!"

"What does it mean that ordinary theater troupes can't sing?"

"This calamity originates from the underworld, and if it is sung by the drama of the yang world, not only will it not be able to eliminate the calamity, but it will be counterproductive."

"What do you mean, I'm going to have to find a ghost show troupe to sing?" I couldn't help but frown.

It's okay for this old guy to play mysterious, but this is too nonsense, right?

The living can't sing, where can I find a ghost show for him?

I walked in the direction from which the sound came to the corner, but there was still no figure in sight at close range, not even the pupils of the pubic pupils.

"You sing!" Lao He's voice suddenly sounded.

I was startled, and I heard the sound, as if it was coming from behind the wall!

"I sing?" I feel even more ridiculous, how can I sing.

I knocked on that wall with my backhand, but I didn't hear a hollow sound.

This is underground, where there is no separate wall.

If there is no other room space, then there should be solid ground behind this wall.

Ground floor......

I suddenly remembered the temple I had visited with Pan Ying in the backstreet shop.

The temple was gone, and it felt like ...... It's like it's going to move underground.

Could it be that the temple 'moved' here?

Before I could think about it, Lao He's voice sounded again:

"You are a demon in the yang world, and it is best for you to sing this scene. But you can't do it alone, you have to find another person to help you. ”

"Looking for whom?"

Lao He paused this time, and then said in a somewhat sneaky tone:

"Find the one who is married to you...... Sang Lan! ”

"Sang Lan?"

I reacted for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Lao He should have never seen Sang Lan.

How did he know about Sang Lan, and how did he know that Sang Lan and I were married in a yin marriage?

Thinking of those clay dolls in the temple, I finally couldn't help but kick the wall:

"Old thing, you come out for me and make it clear! Xu Jie...... Where is Xiaoyu now? ”

Lao He sighed and said: "Alas, you have nothing to do with that child, forget about it." ”

"What does it mean to be fated? There is no fate, Lao Tzu has the final say! Come out! Get the hell out of here! ”

I kicked the wall a few more times, but I didn't get a response.

"Woe to you!"

Sun Lu hugged me from behind and pulled me away.

"Xu Xu!"

Gao Zhan also pressed my shoulder, stared at me suspiciously, and asked:

"Who did you just talk to?"

I was stunned, "Didn't you hear?" ”

Sun Lu shook his head, "There are ghosts that are not coming at us, how can we hear it?" ”

Looking at Gao Zhan again, looking at me with a look in his eyes is already a bit like looking at a mentally ill person.

I breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the portrait behind the offering table, and suddenly felt that the chill that came from the bottom of my heart after entering the courtyard disappeared in this instant.

My intuition tells me that Lao He... and Wei Laosi, who should not be here anymore......

Out of the cave, Village Chief Zhang looked at me with a completely wrong look.

"You're not a police officer? Is it Mr. Yin and Yang who is Taoist? He asked me cautiously.

I haven't finished the conversation with Lao He just now, so I can only say:

"I'm a medical examiner...... It's the police. ”

Fortunately, Gao Zhan saw the opportunity quickly and knew what I was avoiding, so he diverted the topic and asked:

"Wei Laosi is the executioner? How can there be an executioner industry now? ”

"Executioners are a profession, yes, but it's also a special heritage." I exhaled, "It's not too early, let's go back first." ”

I really need some time to sort out Lao He's words.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The phone vibrated in the pocket.

I pulled it out and looked at the screen, couldn't help frowning, and pressed the answer button to bring the earpiece to my ear.

Before I could speak, Pan Ying's cry came from inside:

"Woe to you! Woe to you! Come back soon, there's something wrong at home! ”

I was violently excited, but don't be Sang Lan and the two of them are in trouble again.

"Don't panic, say slowly, what's wrong?"

"Come back, Lan Lan...... Lan Lan and Aunt Yun were ghosted......"

"What? Both of them were ghosted? ”

I was so anxious that I hung up the phone and ran out.

Gao Zhan and Sun Lu listened to a rough idea, although Gao Zhan was suspicious, he still followed Sun Lu into the car.

All the way back to Chenghe Street, Gao Zhan snorted before he got out of the car, "No matter how simple the dormitory in our bureau is, isn't it better than here, why do you have to live in this hellish place?" ”

I didn't bother to talk to him, jumped out of the car, and put my fingers in my mouth and whistled as I ran home.

Seeing the owl flying down, I shouted:

"Go back!"

These days I've been sure that ghost owls do understand human speech, and seem to have a certain degree of deterrence against visitors from the underworld.

But before the ghost owl could fly into the house, he vaguely saw seven or eight wandering figures running out of the door and disappearing along the river.

As soon as I ran to the door, I was stunned.

It's not that I felt a lot of yin qi, but before I even entered the door, I heard someone singing in the house!

"What's going on...... Do you still have a female dependent? ...... in the middle of the night Why are you still singing? Gao Zhan, who came along, asked me puzzled.

"I don't have any female dependents in my family, and if I do, I can only sing operas."

I reacted, twisted my neck, took out a bamboo knife from my bag, walked to the door of the house in two steps, pushed open the half-covered door and walked in.

"Holy!"

Seeing the situation in the house, Sun Lu's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Gao Zhan also widened his coin eyes and looked at the counter with a look of surprise.

There was no light in the house, but there was butter wax lit.

In the flickering candlelight, a graceful woman dressed in white was standing on the counter, holding a posture and singing a play.

Although the scene was very weird, I couldn't help but be stunned.

This woman's eyes are like water when she moves, and her demeanor has a charm that can make people obsessed.

I don't have a hobby of listening to opera, but I can still hear that she not only has a pleasant voice, but also sings with a straight tone and full of emotion.

This woman is wearing modern ordinary clothes and pants, but it makes people feel that she is the person in the play......

Sun Lu was stunned for a while, closed his mouth and pursed it, and said:

"This ...... This beautiful woman sings really well. ”

Pan Ying sat on her back in the wicker chair behind the counter with tears and snot on her back, as if she was frightened and didn't dare to move.

I glanced at her, didn't notice anything unusual, and looked at Ji Yayun again.

But I saw her standing in the corner where I had hidden the headless female ghost before, facing the wall, her head bowed, her long hair scattered, and her tiptoes dangling......

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