In the morning, Zhang Jinsheng came over to thank him, saying that his sister was awake and looked very good. He drank two bowls of ginger soup, and now his brother-in-law is guarding him. He said that, taking out the gold ring he picked up in the evil tomb and forcing me to give it to me as a thank-you gift.

"Lao Zhang, you underestimate us now. Is this little favor worth giving us such a valuable gift? Keep this thing, sell it, and invest money to do a bigger business, so that you don't do any more business." I raised my face and pushed the thing back.

Zhang Jinsheng was so grateful that he vowed not to do this business in the future, do business with all his heart and live a good life. But we had helped so much that we couldn't repay him.

I smiled and said, "It's very simple to repay us. Ask my sister-in-law to bake some cakes for us and make a pot of beef soup. We two brothers can drink a few sips."

"It's simple, it's simple, I'll buy beef now." Zhang Jinsheng said as he was about to go out.

I said, "Wait. Who will drink early in the morning? In the afternoon. If we go well, we may come back before the evening and go to your house for free."

Zhang Jinsheng was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

"We want..." Shen Bing opened his mouth.

I coughed twice, touched my nose and told him, "I am afraid that this evil spirit on your sister will come back again, so I have to go to Celi Village to see what happened."

When Zhang Jinsheng heard this, his face became worried again and said quickly: "I am familiar with the way to Celi Village, so I'd better take you there."

He could take us there so as not to waste time all the way. Anyway, I went to the real Celi Village, not Baihua Valley, so there should be no problems in the daytime. So the three of us went out to buy some small buns and ate them on the road for breakfast. The seven or eight miles away was not far, so there was no need to rent a car, and we arrived in less than an hour's walk.

Standing outside the village, looking at it, the whole village was in tranquility, nothing unusual. It was just that with the old lady and Yingyue evil spirit, a sense of evil was created in my heart.

The village is not big, with only seventy or eighty families. Zhang Jinsheng told us that somehow, the area nearby is relatively rich because the mountain passes, but this village is very poor. Many young people go out to work, leaving behind many old, young, women and children. People as honest as his brother-in-law are afraid of the outside world and dare not go out. If their sister had not been possessed by evil spirits, they would not have moved to Caozhuang Town.

I asked if there is any legend in Celi Village? Zhang Jinsheng shook his head. He had never heard of any legend. In the eyes of their people, this village is like an ancient and primitive place. People's thoughts are also very feudal. Many people are unwilling to deal with them. They know very little about this village. If their family was not very poor, they would not have married their sister here.

Speaking of his sister marrying Zhang Jiushan, it was made by Cao Minglu's mother, because the old lady's family was from Celi Village. Zhang Jiushan was related to her. At that time, the old man married his daughter to reduce the burden on the family. But every time Zhang Jinxia returned to her parents' home, she never mentioned the matters in the village, just like Cao Minglu's mother, she never mentioned the length of the village. Everyone thought that they were unwilling to talk about the poor life in their village, so they would not raise their heads in front of everyone, so everyone didn't ask.

I touched my nose and said, "So you and Cao Minglu are still relatives."

Zhang Jinsheng smiled bitterly and said, "That's a donkey tail hanging rod. After turning a few bends, my brother-in-law can't even get his attention, let alone me. He was polite when he saw me, because he was thinking about whether I had the goods in my hands. Otherwise, he looked down on the poor like him, how could he pay attention to poor people like me?"

Shen Bing curled his lips: "Sister hates such people who look like sluts the most."

I smiled and didn't say anything. It doesn't work if you hate it. It's because society doesn't hate it and you can't change the status quo. I said to Zhang Jinsheng: "You go back, let's go into the village and take a look. Maybe we can rush back at noon."

"We've all come, I'll take you in."

I shook my head: "You should listen to me and go back and buy beef and wait."

Seeing that I looked serious, Zhang Jinsheng nodded and said, "Okay, then you guys go and go back quickly." After that, he walked back.

I looked at Shen Bing and whispered to her not to run around and be careful before walking to the entrance of the village. The village was quiet and there was no one on Xiaotu Street, which made us feel very strange. At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and it felt cool. The leaves were falling down. When I looked up, I saw that the leaves had withered, and some even had yellow, just like autumn.

This village is so weird

According to the approximate location Lin Mengxi said, we followed this earthen street and turned into an alley and saw the lonely house without a courtyard wall. We couldn't help but feel shocked. It was the scene I saw in Baihua Valley. There was a stone mill on the left side of the door, but it was quietly stopping there, emitting this mysterious smell.

"Isn't this the house of the dead old woman?" Shen Bing said angrily.

I stretched out my index finger and put it on my lips and snorted, grabbed her hand, and walked forward slowly.

The wind became violent, and the big tree swayed continuously, with a stance of breaking in the waist. Shen Bing's corners of his clothes and long hair also fluttered with the wind, looking very elegant, like a fairy.

The door of the house was blown open with a bang, causing our hearts to tremble at the same time. We stopped two meters away from the door and looked in. The light in the house was very dark, but the decorations were still clear, the ancient Eight Immortals Table and a blank tablet on the table behind the table.

There seemed to be no one, so I plucked up the courage to walk forward two more steps, stood outside the door, and leaned into the head to take a look. There was no one on the earthen kang, and the old woman was not there!

I grabbed a few copper coins in my palm, took out two evil-proof talismans and handed them to Shen Bing, one of which was placed on my chest, and recited the spell before entering the door. After a week of patrol, I didn't find anything eye-catching, but there were two more sleeping bags on the kang, which were left by us. The old woman would pick them up and use them by herself. In addition, there was a shovel with soil on one side of the door. Shen Bing lifted it up and looked angry. She probably buried her alive and used this tool.

"Why are the dead old woman not here?" Shen Bing asked gritted her teeth.

"Maybe I've been visiting each other." I smiled.

"How did you know?"

"Guess."

“…”

We didn't notice anything abnormal and we were about to go out, but suddenly I felt something was wrong with the tablet, so I turned around and walked back to the table. I picked up the tablet folded from yellow paper and turned it over to take a look. I suddenly felt a stern in my heart, and the words said on the back: "The Spiritual Position of My Beloved Daughter Zhang Xuehan"!

It turns out that the worship of the daughter’s soul is not a secret matter. I want to hide and write it on the back?

There is also a circle with a red pen in the lower left corner of the tablet, which was written with a big word "injustice". This made me think of the woman who died unjustly in Baihua Valley. Could it be Zhang Xuehan? Even if it is so unjust, it is even more unjust than Dou E, and the flowers are all white at once.

There are too many things like death in the world, and there are countless things. There are no one who can tell the most unjust or even more unjust. There is a story of unjust grievances. At most, after death, they become evil spirits, or they become rare evil spirits. When they think of this, they feel moved. Could this evil spirits of Yingyue be Zhang Xuehan?

However, even if you become such a demon, you will not be able to have the ability to shake the world. You will create a bad tomb, kill countless people, and let your mother use the devil to push the mill. It is simply unheard of.

Just as he was thinking, Shen Bing used his arm to hold me and whispered: "There are people outside!"
Chapter completed!