The big black horse had eaten a little too much, his stomach was round, and he was very uncomfortable to walk, and he cried at the ghost a few times, and the ghost cried angrily and kicked it in the ass a few times. One man and one horse, just slowly disappeared at the end of the road.

Seeing the ghost crying and leaving, the old woman breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at a few big men around her, and was angry: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and prepare." ”

Several big men hurriedly got busy, and after a while, the small tea shop was emptied, and a desk was placed in the middle, on which were yellow paper, chicken blood, herbal tea, jujubes, and candles......

A rat was thrown on the desk, and the dates and herbal tea had an indescribable attraction to it, so the rat didn't care about panicking, ate the jujubes, drank the herbal tea, and propped up his belly.

The old woman took out the sacrificial knife, scalded the candle a few times, dripped chicken blood on the mouse, and then stabbed it down.

Burst!

Scarlet blood spurted onto the desk, and the old woman froze, feeling dizzy for a while, clutching her bloody chest and slowly falling backwards.

"Old Ancestor!" several men shouted and rushed forward.

The rat was pinned to the desk, screaming and struggling. The old woman was surrounded by a group of children, her body curled up and she screamed in pain.

The road cracked, and the old demon of Black Mountain, the Yuquan Daoren, and the stupid rabbit walked out of the crack, and then saw this scene.

Yuquan Daoist squeezed in, holding a bound blank book in one hand and a brush in the other, while recording on it, he was amazed: "Spell backlash, is that ghost crying treasure who has to resist spells, or can he resist spells himself?"

When several men saw the old demon of Montenegro, they hurriedly pounced at the feet of the old demon of Montenegro, and kowtowed again and again and shouted: "Please the mountain master, save the old ancestor!"

The old demon of Montenegro looked at the old woman who stopped screaming and kept twitching expressionlessly, shook his head and said, "It's hopeless." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman closed her eyes.

The stupid rabbit was bouncing along the road, in the direction of the Devil Cry.

The old demon of Montenegro ignored her, since he had mastered the whereabouts of Ghost Cry, then this stupid rabbit was useless, what she wanted to do, just go with her.

The stupid rabbit was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to catch up with Ghost Crie.

Ghost Cry stopped on the side of the road, looked at the village in the middle of a field, and held his chin thoughtfully: "That old woman, she didn't lie to me, there really is a village." ”

At a glance, the farmers in the fields were busy, and for a while, they couldn't see any flaws in this village.

The stupid rabbit hid in the woods, watching the ghost cry from a distance, and suddenly his heart sank, and an inexplicable sadness came to his heart.

She didn't see the old dog.

"Brother Old Dog!" she covered her face and crouched down, tears streaming from her fingers.

In my mind, I kept recalling the scene of that night. Brother Old Dog is so heroic, for his own sake, he ...... He......

The stupid rabbit couldn't cry, the ghost cried and the big black horse was speechless for a while.

Two pairs of eyes looked at the woods, and the two ears moved, which was very conspicuous for Devil May Cry and the big black horse.

"Let's go. Ghost Cry barely pretended that he didn't see the rabbit ears or hear the crying, and took the reins and walked towards the village.

The big black horse turned his head, sighed, and was a little excited, as long as he walked a little longer, he could have a good rest, so he was very happy, and his steps became lighter.

As Devil Cry approached, the farmers became visibly alert. Several young people carried hoes and blocked the front of the ghost crying: "Outsiders, stop, this is Hujiazhuang." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not malicious, I'm just passing by. Ghost Cry pointed to the sky: "It's going to rain, I want to spend the night here to avoid the rain." ”

"You lie to the ghost!" said a young man, "how can it rain with such a big sun." ”

"Auspicious, stand back. A middle-aged man walked up with a hoe and said respectfully to the ghost: "My lord wants to stay, but I can't make the decision, so I have to ask the master." ”

"Master?" Ghost Cry narrowed his eyes, it seemed that this village was not simple, and these farmers seemed to be someone's private property.

He nodded and made a "please" gesture.

"Auspicious. The middle-aged man said to the young man who was talking to the ghost cry just now, "Go and inform the master." ”

In the village, there are earthen houses and thatched houses everywhere, but in the very center, there is a large courtyard, blue bricks and green tiles, the wall is high, the vermilion gate is closed, and on both sides of the gate, two boxy stones are carved with statues of gods, and there are eight points like the old demon of Montenegro.

The young man named Lucky trotted all the way to the gate and knocked on the door in a hurry.

The door opened, and an old man poked his head out: "Jixiang, what's the matter?"

"Second grandfather, a stranger came outside, saying that he wanted to stay, and Uncle Qiang asked me to ask the master. ”

The old man, who was called the second grandfather, frowned, thought for a while and said, "What does that person look like?"

"He was very tall, with a hat on which he could not see his face, and he wore a long, narrow-sleeved robe with many spots of blood on it, a long knife in his hand, and a tall, thin black horse. Looks, like a river thief. "Jixiang is very detailed, and his observation skills are very good.

The second grandfather nodded: "You wait here, don't walk around." ”

After saying that, he closed the door and hurried into the courtyard.

When the second grandfather arrived in a courtyard inside, the sound of cheerful laughter reached his ears. A middle-aged man, blindfolded, was playing a game with five women, four of whom were dressed as maids, and one was wearing a delicate white dress, and her appearance was beautiful.

The middle-aged man threw the glamorous woman to the ground, tore off the blindfolded cloth, and laughed, "Haha, I caught you again." ”

The woman snorted coquettishly: "Why does Feng Lang catch a concubine every time." ”

The middle-aged man tapped the woman's nose and laughed, "Who called you the most fragrant." ”

The woman was shy, and at this moment, the old man who was called the second grandfather shouted out inappropriately: "Master." ”

The woman frowned, pushed the middle-aged man away, tidied up her dress, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

The second grandfather's heart trembled, and he secretly said that it was not good, and it seemed that he had made the master angry, so he hurriedly said: "A stranger has come to our Zhuangzi, and it seems that it is not easy to stay. ”

The woman sneered: "What's not simple?"

The second grandfather repeated the auspicious words, and suddenly, the faces of the middle-aged man and woman changed at the same time, and they exclaimed at the same time: "It's him, ghost cry!"

"Well, I didn't expect good things to come to me. Feng Lang, wait, wait for the concubine to get the thousand-year-old ginseng, and give you a good patch of body. ”

The woman's face was happy, but the middle-aged man next to her was not half happy, and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Cai'er, wait." ”

"Kaederou, what's wrong?" the woman was a little puzzled.

The middle-aged man's face was solemn: "You think this is a good thing?"

The woman was even more puzzled: "What, isn't it?"

"If it's a good thing, how did he get to us, last night, he should have been dismembered by those guys. If it's really a good thing, then why does the mountain lord promise such a reward? Calm down, we don't have that strength. ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, the woman's face turned pale, and she knocked her head hard: "It's all because the concubine was carried away by the thousand-year-old ginseng, fortunately, Feng Lang reminded her, otherwise, her life would not be guaranteed, but ......"

The woman's face was embarrassed: "If you don't do anything, I'm afraid the mountain owner will blame." ”