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Who knew that Tang Batian asked Tang Jiuyuan to hold a stack of paper money, Tang Jiuyuan originally wanted to ask what he was doing, but Tang Zhijing took the opportunity to tell him that if he scared away the lonely ghosts, he needed to send money to the steward, otherwise it would cause trouble.

Tang Zhijing saw Tang Batian's look of appreciation, and he was as excited as if he had drunk a pot of soju. Tell Tang Jiuyuan seriously that he wants to burn paper money while going around the house. And he also packed a bag of glutinous rice for these young people who carried firecrackers, so that he could sprinkle rice when Tang Jiuyuan burned paper, and he had to call the soul to borrow the Tao and the gods were in the sky.

How could these young people have such experience, seeing that Tang Zhijing was cautious, Tang Batian looked at it noncommittally, and estimated that Tang Zhijing was not talking nonsense, so he hurriedly responded. Looking at that calm demeanor, I wish I had left early, but the people who talked about these things have not yet let go. An old man wanted to relax the atmosphere a little, scolded a few words of monkey cubs, and everyone's faces finally relaxed a little.

Twenty-nine years of the master in his later years with his son Tang Yuyi to live, perennial with his grandson Youha and granddaughter Xiaoxiang by his side, although several sons at home are also close, but the two old people can take care of themselves, in the countryside this kind of place usually everyone does not interfere with each other. So much so that in the days when the twenty-ninth master was gone, he called Tang Yuxian, the youngest son, to come and have a look.

Because Tang Yuyi is not at home all the year round, he follows his two elder brothers to make a living in Guangxi, although he doesn't know what the specific state is, but it is obviously better than farming at home. Last time, his son Youha suddenly had an accident, but although the rescue was timely, there was no major problem, after all, it left a shadow on the old man and Youha. But Tang Yuyi saw that his son was fine later, and he went out again within a few days of coming back, so naturally he didn't care about the two old men.

Now the funeral is held in the house of Tang Yuyi's house, and several brothers regard this place as the home of the funeral, and everyone feels that it is taken for granted. Because the funeral is going to be held this morning, all the relatives came to mourn last night, and there are dozens of people standing here, not to mention. Tang Yuyi's houses are only three, and it was just right for the family to live, but so many relatives naturally couldn't arrange it.

Some sit on stools and take a nap or rest next to their loved ones. Some elderly people have received special care, so they rest in a few beds here, or they are accommodated to rest at the neighbor Niu Chishui's house. However, after everyone heard the movement, they came here one after another. One is to see what's going on, and the other is a little scared in my heart, the lights are bright here, and I feel a lot more comfortable and relieved when I look at it.

The house of Tang Yuyi's house is a combination of blue bricks and adobe bricks, and it is said that the green bricks were demolished from the house of Tang Yuyi in Hongzheng Hall. Because the house was assigned to each household, Tang Yuyi got one from his parents and brothers, and when he went out independently, he took most of the green bricks off the house he lived in considering that he had as little waste as possible.

As the original head of Hongzheng Hall, Tang Zhijing brothers, they are speechless to distinguish the ancestral house from everyone who has been demolished one after another. can only watch the ancestral industry slowly disappear in this generation, and sigh why the world is so unfair. But this kind of complaint can only be issued in the heart, because this kind of thinking is wrong after the change of dynasty.

Tang Yuyi's house is next to the foot of the hill behind the Hongyang Hall, just under the dirt road from Yaoju Village, and the terrain is said to be okay. It is the family of Hongzheng Hall that became independent and rebuilt the house relatively early. At this time, people didn't realize that the manpower and material resources spent by their ancestors when they built the mansion were just trying to get rid of some old things and feel that they had been reborn!

Who knows, but in a few decades, these old houses that were not demolished have become treasures, and those who have been working hard to build new houses have been eliminated by the times in the blink of an eye. But at this time, no one will care about this, because keeping pace with the times is the sign of living a good life.

Not far in front of this house is Niu Chishui's house, and the two families are only a few dozen meters apart. But now around Tang Yuyi's house, there are piles of dry thatch and fine dry firewood. They are all cut by the twenty-nine mercy who went up the mountain to cut them themselves, and the dry branches that he picked up everywhere. Filled with stacks of walls and eaves, there will be no shortage of firewood for heating and lighting fires this winter.

However, today's firecrackers are a bit powerful, and the sparks and electric light they throw off are very likely to cause fires. Tang Batian and Tang Zhijing's instructions were not only responsible for the master's family, but also to prevent these young people from being overexcited. Although it snowed heavily for a few days the other day, it had no effect on the dry firewood. Tang Batian's worries were right, after all, be careful in order to sail the 10,000-year-old ship.

Tang Yukan has seen more of the world, looking at the appearance of these young people, he turned around and saw the crowded people at the door and the hall, so he had to kindly signal everyone to hurry up and set off firecrackers. The young men were like children, and they happily carried the cardboard boxes and walked outside. Tang Jiuyuan even wrapped a few long firecrackers around his body and ran directly to the side of the house.

Looking at the crackling firecrackers, Tang Batian's eyes jumped slightly, not because the firecrackers were deafening, but because he faintly felt that the sound was a little strange, and he actually made his heart tremble. It's a strange sudden consciousness, and although I have a faint bad feeling, I don't know what is wrong. Standing in front of the steps and quietly watching Tang Jiuyuan move with the three young people, Tang Batian's fists clenched slightly.

Tang Batian is not a young man in his teens, he believes that if all this is because of that person's selfishness, then he will not let go of Luo Ran's counterattack easily. Thinking of the actions that this person might take, Tang Batian had been vigilant in his heart. Although the times are different now, and even young people don't believe in this set at all, Tang Batian knows that all this will make people feel even more terrifying.

The cigarette butt that was about to burn out almost burned to his fingers, but Tang Batian didn't seem to feel it. Looking at a few people hurriedly setting off firecrackers on the side, the firecrackers shone briefly in the darkness after they exploded, but they came out far away in the cold wind, and seemed to echo in the mountains opposite. Suddenly, Tang Batian seemed to faintly hear a shout, this sound was not obvious, but Tang Batian seemed to hear it a little truly.

Glancing at the people around him, he saw that everyone was looking at a few young people, and he didn't seem to feel it. Tang Batian was a little strange, when he pricked up his ears to listen, it seemed that the sound was intermittent and not obvious. Because the firecrackers kept exploding, the sound seemed to be far away, which provoked Tang Batian to throw his cigarette butt and strode away from the front of the steps.

Sure enough, it seemed that someone was calling for help, although he couldn't tell where it was, but Tang Batian clearly heard the help. Looking back at the few people who had just stood with him: "Did you hear any sounds?" ”

"What sound?" Everyone looked at Tang Batian inexplicably, looking at everyone's blank looks, it was still Tang Yuewen who knew the opportunity, and asked Tang Batian tentatively.

"Someone is screaming for help! But I don't know where! Tang Batian's expression was solemn, without the slightest hint of joke.

Seeing his expression, Tang Yuewen and Tang Zhijing followed first, looking at Tang Batian's appearance, they also listened with their ears. For a while, I didn't hear any movement, only the sound of firecrackers exploding. Just when everyone thought that Tang Batian had heard it wrong, several people's ears suddenly heard a mournful cry for help at the same time.

The sound was too abrupt and too poignant, as if something amazing had happened. It was a woman who made the sound, but it was a bit surprising that several people sounded a little unfamiliar.

"What's going on? What's going on? It seems to be the voice of the old house? \'Tang Zhijing said suspiciously: "Aren't everyone coming here?" Who else is there? "It turned out that the twenty-ninth master was going to go out for the funeral, and almost no one from Hongzheng Hall went back at night. After all, the charcoal fire here is comfortable, although the place is small, everyone stays lively. What Tang Zhijing said also makes sense, because it seems that the people in the old house are here.

Tang Batian didn't shout, but called Tang Yuxian and a few young people, telling everyone to go to the old house of Hongzheng Hall immediately to see what was going on over there. Before leaving, Tang Kangbao suddenly remembered that his uncle Tang Dianfeng's mother-in-law and sister-in-law were still in the old house, accompanying his aunt Xiang Qianfei! Because his uncle Tang Dianfeng was stimulated, he lived in his house. Another uncle, Mr. Dafeng, came to mourn, and he and Dafeng's wife were here at night, and only those women were there at home.

Tang Batian chuckled in his heart, thinking about something bad.

Because he suddenly thought of what Luo Ran said, when that person set up the array, the array was in the Wangjiazi family, and he might take advantage of Tang Dianfeng's child who had just died. If that's the case, will that person look for trouble everywhere when things fail?

Now there are only these three women in the old house of Hongzheng Hall, if someone is bold, he really can't tell what he has to do, maybe there will be any danger. In the past two days, there have been rumors that this cousin Xiang Qianfei was blindfolded by a ghost, and maybe it has something to do with it. Tang Batian couldn't hold back any longer, and he didn't care about the few people in Tang Jiuyuan here, so he directly took people to Hongzheng Hall and came directly.

"Ahh Seeing the scene at the door of the hall, the people who rushed over were all frightened.

I saw a woman sitting on the threshold with her hair scattered, screaming hoarsely, holding a person in her arms, her head and face covered with red blood. Seeing everyone coming, the woman sitting there burst into surprise in her eyes, and then before everyone could get closer, suddenly a stream of blood gushed out of her mouth, and she fell directly into the hall.

The young man didn't dare to approach, but Tang Batian and Tang Zhijing strode over. Although he got closer, he didn't immediately help the two of them, and even saw that the woman who was sitting just now was still squirming underground. Tang Batian looked at Tang Zhijing hesitantly, Tang Zhijing trembled all over, still squatted down slowly with a flashlight, and reached out to test their snort.

"Hurry up and call Yuxian over, there's something big going on here!" Tang Ba****, a young man commanded. Seeing Tang Kangbao's panicked appearance on the side, he couldn't help but stare at him.

"It's my aunt's mother and sister!" Tang Kangbao's tongue was knotted, looking at the serious Tang Batian, he only felt that his legs were weak, and he couldn't help but cry and said, "They, they won't die!" “

"They're still angry, but I don't know how this happened?" Tang Zhijing got up immediately, stood alertly beside Tang Batian, and saw that the heads and faces of the two people were bloody, and he couldn't help but feel sick in his heart. (To be continued.) )