Ma Chengfeng followed Chu Xiangyun into the small courtyard of the farmhouse in the mountains, and vaguely smelled a special smell in the yard, a little 'sassy', a little smelly, as if it was 'yin'. It is normal for a dead person in the family to have 'yin' qi, but this 'yin' qi is not the 'yin' qi of a dead person, but ...... It's very similar to the breath on the portrait of Wong Tai Sin in the bag behind him.

In the countryside of Northeast China, people build houses with two rooms, those with money are brick houses, those without money are made of ruffians, and the Zhao family is adobe houses, and the poor roofs have no tiles, and they are all dry straw ridges. The wall was also cracked, so it had to be plugged with a large piece of torn felt cloth.

The house is destitute, and the east and west houses are each covered with a kang and a stove for burning the fire in the middle. There were two old men on the kang in the east house, one of whom was covered with a big quilt to cover his face, presumably this was Zhao Aiguo's corpse. His wife was half-lying on the kang, staring at the guests outside, unable to recognize them for a while.

"Mother, this handsome girl is the girl's daughter' of Qianru's sister, Qianru is still thinking about you, have you seen it?" The man led them to the east room and sat them down.

There are not so many taboos in the mountains, in this place where birds don't, the old people basically die on their own kangs, and if they have a disease, they either invite the barefoot lang in the mountains, or they can only wait for death. The hospitals in the city are too far away, and they don't have the money to see them.

The man was afraid that the two city children would be unlucky, so the mourning shed outside the house was also erected, so he hurriedly carried the old father's body out.

The old lady was very kind when she saw the 'daughter' of the deceased, and she endured the grief of her wife's death, held Chu Xiangyun's little hand and did not let go, and asked her mother about her mother with concern. Look, it's not the right time for you to come, the old man has just left, isn't this looking for bad luck for you. If it weren't for the funeral at home, I should have entertained you well.

Ma Chengfeng sat on the edge of the kang and didn't say much, he kept observing the old lady, the old lady's face was not very good-looking, her face was bloodless, and she seemed to be seriously ill.

"Zhao's 'milk' and 'milk', our two families are really relatives, you don't have to be polite to me, tell me what we can do to help? Since Xiangyun is here, he has to send his grandfather on his last journey. Xiangyun said as he spoke, and his tears crackled straight down.

Back then, if it weren't for the Zhao family, my mother probably wouldn't have been able to get out of this remote ravine. Writing it now, the children of the post-90s and post-00s generations can't understand the cruel 'sex' of that special time.

"Old lady, is your family ...... Recently...... "Ma Chengfeng's 'desire' stopped."

"Xiangyun, this is...... Is it your little object? "Looking for 'milk' 'milk' asked her earnestly.

Xiangyun blushed and said, "No, no, no, his name is Ma Chengfeng, he is my classmate, and he happened to come to our Lingzi to visit relatives, so he sent me over." ”

"Oh...... It turned out to be a descendant of the Ma family. The old lady nodded at Ma Chengfeng and said, "It's not a big deal, it's all fate!" Retribution! Retribution! She kept repeating the word, and Ma Chengfeng was confused when she listened.

As he was talking, Ma Ya also chased after him.

"Huh? Zhao's 'milk'', 'milk', how do you ...... It's only been a few days? Didn't you go to our Heilongtun last few days? What's going on? Are you feeling unwell? Ma Ya asked.

"Ya'er, I'm afraid I'm going to go with the old man, go back and help me tell your grandfather, our Zhao family has been thanks to him for so many years, if you have the fate to make a cow and a horse to repay him for your great kindness in the next life." The old lady wanted to sit up, but she was too weak to sit up.

"Sister Xiangyun, you sit with Zhao's 'milk' and 'milk' first, and Brother Ma, you come out." Ma Ya called Cheng Feng out.

kept taking him away on the village road, looked left and right to see that there was no one, and Ma Ya told him that the Zhao family had caused trouble and suffered retribution. I asked other blind dates just now, and the villagers all said that they came to a gang of thieves a few days ago, and asked Zhao Aiguo to lead the way to find the Huangpizi Temple, Zhao Aiguo took this group of thieves to the Huangpizi Temple and came back from being ill, no matter who asked, Zhao Aiguo just didn't mention a word.

"Oh? Is that Huangpizi Temple again? Do you mean Wong Tai Sin revenge? ”

"There are even more evil things, there are taboos in Lingzi, and even my grandfather can't help him if he violates the taboo."

Zhao Aiguo had nightmares on the first night he came back, shouting in his sleep, saying that Huang Xiangu spared his life, and he didn't dare anymore. By the next morning, I couldn't wake up no matter how much I screamed. He slept for seven days, and suddenly woke up yesterday morning, and his family was very happy, thinking that he was recovering from a serious illness and wanted to make him something delicious to replenish his body. But he ran into the ridge alone, and no one knew where he went. When I came back, I didn't say anything to my family, and I slept under the covers.

"Dead asleep?" Ma Chengfeng asked again.

"Brother Ma, you go and take a closer look at the corpse, there are strangulation marks on his neck, he was hanged, and his son was hard when he found it in the morning." Ma Ya pouted at the spiritual shed in the courtyard.

It just so happened that the man put his father's body into a thin-skin coffin, and from a distance, he saw Zhao Aiguo's face 'pale', his eyes flashing upward, 'exposing' Bai Sensen's white eyes, and a blood-red tongue on his face stretched out to his chin.

He hurriedly covered Ma Ya's eyes. It's 'kind' scary.

Ma Ya said again: "Brother Ma, don't you think it's strange? Calculating the time, it may just coincide with the time when Tang Scar bought the portrait of Huang Xian. I think it was the bandits who stole it from the Huangxian Temple! ”

"Is it really that evil? I had only heard that Huang Pizi should be vindictive when he played this game, but I didn't expect it to ......"

"That's why the villagers persuaded us not to live in the Zhao family! You have also seen the situation of Zhao's 'milk' and 'milk', but I'm afraid it's just a matter of the past two days. Or, let Sister Xiangyun go to our Heilongtun to live in a while, my house is spacious and convenient, I want to come to see Ming'er, I can come back with a carriage! "Ma Ya is kind-hearted and thinks about people everywhere.

The Zhao family was too poor, even if they were allowed to stay, there was no place to live, Xiangyun left two hundred yuan for the Zhao family and followed Ma Ya to Heilongtun at dawn.

Heilongtun and Zhaojialing are actually 'quite close', just separated by a mountain. But don't look at the fact that there is only a mountain apart, but one is in the ridge, and the other is outside the ridge. The terrain of Heilongtun is dangerous, it is the place that must pass through to enter the Xing'an Mountains, both sides are dense forests and deep mountains, only Heilongtun is blocked in the center. Ma Ya told them that Heilongtun was different from other villages and tribes in the Xing'an Mountains, it was built during the Republic of China, and all the people in the tunzi were descendants of the Ma family, most of whom were related to Cheng Feng. Counting up further, these villagers are all born with beards under the hands of Wu Gongyao, the 'chaotic' world hero, don't look at the old men and old ladies who are now in their seventies and eighties, but they all have good marksmanship and good riding skills.