In the past, before the beard in the mountains looted the village, there was a man who stepped on the plate, he dressed up as a vendor selling goods, or a wild man who saw a doctor, or a fortune teller, went deep into this tunzi for a few days to see who had money and who didn't, and then found out if there was an armed team and how many guns were in this tun. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. Finally, go back and report to the big shopkeeper, and the big shopkeeper should also ask Mr. Tongsuan to divinate the fortune and misfortune, if it is a good omen, this can be robbed.

Don't look at the old and young people of Heilongtun who have long since stopped doing the robbery and making a living, but in the past, the ancestors were all bandits who started with Wu Gongyao and killed people without blinking. The other villages in the collar also know, who dares to fight the idea of Heilongtun?

"No, I'm a little worried, the rain has stopped, there are many trees in the ridge, and the water absorption is fast, and it is estimated that the road will not be too muddy, why don't we leave now?" The more Ma Chengfeng thought about it, the more scared he felt. It's not that Ma Chengfeng is kind-hearted, because the people living in Heilongtun are all surnamed Ma, and they are close relatives of Ma Chengfeng.

But Hu Xiaoci has eaten and drunk enough, plus the hot kang head is comfortable, cross-legged, and sleeps with his head buried between his 'legs', Zhengxiang, no matter how he screams, he can't wake up. In the end, she had no choice but to carry her away.

In the direction of Heilongtun, there was no sound since the artillery battle of more than a thousand shots just now, and the dead silence between the mountains was restored again, leaving three lines of footprints on the muddy dirt road.

"Hey...... Bunny ...... Bunny ...... Sister will eat you tomorrow, don't worry......" The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, and Hu Xiaoci slept on Ma Chengfeng's back 'very' and down-to-earth, and he dreamed of 'groaning' again and again.

Stepping on this mountain beam, you can see in the distance that there is an old house built against the mountain. The Ma family living in Heilong Tunli is very traditional, there are two roads in Tunzi, one road leads to Lingziwai, and the other road leads to Linhai. It is the only way between the outside world and the Great Khing'an Mountains, and after nightfall, two red lanterns will be hung on these two earthen crossings. Ma Ya said that the two lanterns outside are illuminated for the living, and the path leading to the forest is illuminated for the dead, which is also the boundary between 'yin' and yang.

As far as the eye can see, the avenue leading from Zhaojialing to Heilongtun is pitch black, for some reason, the two lanterns are extinguished tonight, only the two lanterns leading to the ridge are hung on the back mountain, looking from a distance, it looks like a pair of blood-red 'colored' ghost eyes hidden in the darkness at night.

There was no light in the Black Dragon Tun, and the silence was terrifying. In the past, even if it was a cold winter, there were always a few old people in the commissary at the entrance of the village who were willing to get together to drink and brag, but Ma Chengfeng opened his ghost pupils and looked at it, and there was no one in the commissary.

"Cheng Feng, are you sure this is Black Dragon Tun? How is it not like someone? "Then ask him.

"I don't know, it's not really all ...... They're all dead, right? Come on! ”

The three of them stepped on the muddy dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, climbed over this mountain beam, passed through a forest, in front of a clear stream, and above was a single-plank bridge, and after the bridge was the Black Dragon Tun built on the mountain.

Stepping on the single-plank bridge, Hu Xiaoci suddenly opened his eyes from Ma Chengfeng's back. "Where is this? Why is it so heavy 'yin'? ”

"Auntie's 'milk', 'milk', you're awake. We're at Heilongtun. Ma Chengfeng said.

Hu Xiaoci jumped down from his back and said, let's not go in, this tun is very 'yin', it seems that a lot of people have just died.

The more she said this, the more Ma Chengfeng was worried about the comfort of the villagers, and quickly quickened his pace. More than ten minutes later, they came to the halfway up the mountainside, in front of which was the old house of the Ma family, which was dark and there was no shadow of anyone. Ma Chengfeng pushed the 'door' and entered, shouting several times but no one answered him.

"It's strange, Ma Ya rarely goes out of the tunzi, right? Could it really be that something is wrong? Can ......"

Everything in the tunzi was the same as when he had been a few months ago, almost unchanged, if there was a plague or a sudden disaster, there were no corpses, and there was no trace of human destruction in the courtyard of the house. If there is anything wrong, it is only that there is an inexplicable 'yin' in the air in the tunzi.

"Don't go too far, and look separately to see if there are any living people in the other rooms, or...... Or......" He didn't dare to go any further.

The four of them were all bold people, and hurriedly pushed the 'doors' of the old houses on the mountainside, only to see that the old brick houses were all empty, and the scenery in the houses was still the same, as if people had not taken anything with them before leaving. I searched for more than 30 households in a row, but there was no trace of a living person. But there seems to be a rope hanging from every house in the tunzi, and the lower end of the rope is knotted into a rope sleeve, as if it was a torture instrument prepared for the old hanger. A hint of bad omen rises in my heart.

Ma Chengfeng suddenly remembered Dabao's words, and thought that it should be the old shaman's three masters. Hurry up and let everyone go with him to the house of the three masters to find out.

The closer you get to the house of the three great masters, the more the dead air and the faint smell of corpses in the air will become. Mixed with it is the smell of saltpeter and sulfur.

In front of the westernmost courtyard of the old village, the four children stood at the entrance of the 'door' for a long time and didn't have the courage to push the 'door', and no one knew what they would see after pushing the 'door'. All the doubts in Heilongtun seemed to be concentrated here, because those corpse qi were all wafting out of this small courtyard.

"You're here?" Before he could speak, the people in the courtyard spoke, and it was the old shaman who listened to the movement. Only this time his voice seemed extremely vicissitudes. It seems to be a decade older.

"Senior, you ......"

"Don't come in, don't get caught up in the bad luck here, your bad luck hasn't ended yet, it's all fate, it's our Black Dragon Tun's catastrophe, I knew it as early as the last time you came." The old shaman walked a few steps from the courtyard, poked his head out of the 'door' and said to him.

Today, he wore a skin mask on his face, wore an old shamanic robe, and his face was smeared with bright red 'chicken' blood, as if he had just finished a shaman dance.

"Could it be...... Could it be ...... It was me and Ya'er who had trouble last time? But I clearly remember that the man and bear tore Huang Xiangu alive? ”

The old shaman coughed dryly twice and said, This Huang Xian Gu has been practicing Taoism for a hundred years, but she can destroy souls but has already gained eternal life, how can you kill her? The fourth brother is just trying to save you for the time being, and now that she has finally come back for revenge, no one can stop her!

"Huh? All the iniquities I have made? Ma Chengfeng sat down on the ground in shock.

"No, child, you don't have to blame yourself, it's definitely not your fault, this is the catastrophe of our Heilongtun, I hope the fourth brother can find the source of bad luck as soon as possible."

The fourth brother in his mouth is Ma Sihai, it is estimated that now Ma Sihai and others have entered Lingzi, and when he heard that Ma Sihai was fine, Cheng Feng was a little relieved.