Four days later, Daya and I returned to the Northeast again in a dusty manner.

After getting off the train, I went directly to Niangniangmiao Village. Mr. Meng was very surprised to see that Daya and I were back again in less than a month.

Daya inevitably had another vernacular saying that after we went back to report the situation here, it attracted the attention of the department leaders. We unanimously believed that there were many things to be excavated here and that the work needed to be further carried out. Therefore, we were assigned by our superiors to come here to continue to gain insight into the relevant folk culture.

Mr. Meng believed in our words and greeted us in the house very well.

Daya and I didn't hesitate to take off our shoes and go to the kang, sat cross-legged on the hot kang, and chatted casually with Mr. Meng.

The monkey was very excited to see us coming back, and changed into new clothes during the Chinese New Year, looking much more exciting than before the Chinese New Year. His eyes were staring at the things we brought, and his saliva was about to flow down.

I laughed and quickly opened the packaging bags of some Beijing specialty snacks I brought, grabbed a handful of dried fruits, poria cakes, etc., and the monkey seemed to be a little distant after being separated from us for so many days. She was a little hesitant. Until Big Teeth scared him and said that he would not give it to me if he didn't eat it, the monkey grinned and stuffed everything in his pocket, bulging.

I grabbed some more small pastries for him and asked him to share them with the little fish. Then the monkey ran away happily.

Although the beginning of spring is already spring and the grass is green, there is no sign of spring in the northeast, but the north wind is biting and the weather is cold. In the afternoon, the sun becomes lifeless and hides behind the clouds as if it is afraid of the cold.

This time when I came back, Daya and I made sufficient preparations, from dressing to equipment, it was much more complete than last time.

As for how to deal with the weed houses on the Dragon Locking Pillar and the lonely yin land, I searched a lot of information at home, but I couldn't find a cure. Finally, I figured out a solution, but whether it would work, I didn't have the confidence to see if it worked, so I could only try it.

Early the next morning, when Daya and I got up, just as soon as we entered the main hall, Mr. Meng told me: "Big nephew, what you want is ready for you early in the morning. Now it's time to put the warehouse in the warehouse, you can just take it away."

Daya was confused when he heard this. He looked at me and didn't know what medicine I sold or what kind of demon moth I was doing.

I thanked him repeatedly, constantly praising Mr. Meng for his progress in his thoughts and keeping up with the times. He also made the old man shine and shine for many years.

When I opened the door of the warehouse, I asked Daya to lift the rooster up. Daya looked at the big red rooster that was fluttering hard on the ground and curled her lips: "I said it's bright, where are you singing this? Even if we work harder, there is no need to deliberately make the whole chicken. Besides, this thing is not delicious at all when it is cooked. This kind of chicken that has been stewed for more than two years will taste good. In fact, we are not as good as the whole lamb leg, which can be eaten with a knife when roasted. The color is rosy, crispy and mellow. Sprinkle some salt noodles and throw some seed salt. It tastes so delicious!"

I saw Daya say that he was drooling, so I quickly patted him: "Wake up, don't dream in broad daylight. This chicken is not something to eat. We will be useful later. If you carry it, just carry it. Don't talk nonsense to me."

Daya was in a fog and didn't know what was going on, so she had to put the rooster in a woven bag in a daze, and then looked at me. I sorted out the things I needed and put them on my back, and gestured to Daya: "Leave the village quietly, don't talk."

The thatched hut still looks like we left before the New Year. The door was empty and there were no extra footprints around it. You can tell at a glance that no one had ever been there. Thinking about it, there was no village in front and no shop in the back, and it was an unknown place in the minds of the villagers. Naturally, this place has become a veritable blind spot.

Daya and I stood at the door and looked at it. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, we sorted out the things, and we wore some of the things we might use on our bodies, while the rest were carried behind our backs.

Daya held the steel pipe more than half a meter long in his hand, and waved it a few times like playing golf. Seeing his smile, he felt a little toothless.

I took out a bundle of rope from my backpack, tied one end of the rope to my waist, tied it tightly, and handed the other end to Daya and told Daya to respond outside the door. If I had any trouble in the house, I told Daya to drag me out, otherwise if I fell asleep, I might even have something wrong. I don’t want to go to that place where I am afraid of recovery and find the nun to reminisce about the past.

The big teeth wrapped the rope around his hands several times, pulled it hard, and it felt very strong. Then he raised his head and squeezed his eyes at me: "Light, don't pretend to be a big-tail wolf, show off your ability. If it doesn't work, just shout hard with your gong-speaking voice, and at least I have to make you come out. Otherwise, every minute, I will pull the rope here a few times, and if you have no problems inside, you can also pull the rope a few times to respond. If there is a weird place in this room, don't be able to shout again."

Daya thought about it carefully, and I nodded in agreement. I moved my hands and feet in place and jumped. Seeing that there was no connection, I carried the rooster up and stepped into the house.

I also looked up a lot of information and thought of many ways to crack the lonely yin energy here, but at my level I couldn't fix it. It was when I really had no tricks that I came up with such a compromise method, which was to use a rooster to rinse away the yin energy.

The rooster is the animal with the strongest yang energy. The powerful yang energy on its body may temporarily suppress the lonely yin energy here. As long as the rooster is fine, I guess I will not be in danger. Once the rooster falls first, I have to evacuate here quickly.

In fact, for this kind of lonely yin land, it is not what I should think of. Even if my grandfather is still alive, I probably don’t have any tricks. Although this method of shaking yin may not be able to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, it may not work for a long time, but there is really no way to solve the problem. I can only try it once, hoping to understand the hidden mystery here.

After entering the house, I put the rooster down, and then looked at the big rooster with a majestic look, raised her chest and raised her head, and strode forward. When I walked to the center of the house, I made a loud "giggle" sound, and suddenly I felt that the room seemed to be much brighter, and the misty feeling diluted a lot.

I held the steel pipe tightly and followed the rooster forward behind me. After the big rooster crowed, it actually blew "out" and flew directly from the ground with pedals and slashes, then lowered its head and pecked it a few times.

At this time, I was shocked. Poultry like roosters would not fly for no reason without any disturbance. However, the rooster suddenly flew from the ground to the box on the kang. Judging from the meaning, it was probably because there was something strange in the box.

Just as I was about to go up and see what happened, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the high window on the north wall, and headed straight for the rooster on the box from a high place.

This was so sudden that I couldn't help but take a few steps back. When the black shadow fell on the box, I could see clearly that the black shadow was the "Xuan Cat". At this time, I was standing opposite the big rooster, baring a row of pointed teeth, all the hairs on my body became fluffy, and a fluffy tail was standing tall.

The big rooster seemed to be frightened by the black cat, and kept screaming, and her feathers suddenly became stunned, walking around with some anxiety.

Before I could see clearly what was going on, the two beasts were fighting each other, the roosters crowing and cats flew up and down, and the sound made was as if they were about to tear their eardrums, which was extremely unpleasant. In just a few seconds, the battle ended.

The big rooster was independent with one leg, with one claw bent behind her, with wings spreading, and straightening her neck, staring at the black cat alertly. Its cockscomb was bleeding at this time, flowing down its head, sticking all its feathers together, and it looked very injured.

Although the black cat couldn't tell that it was injured, it probably didn't take much advantage. The fur was no longer as shiny as the satin surface, but the hair was slanted and lost its luster and looked gray and bare.

The rope around my waist suddenly moved a few times, and then I heard Daya shouting and asked me what was going on.

It was probably because Daya heard that there was no sound in the room, so she was a little worried about me. I quickly pulled the rope a few times and told Daya that it was nothing big, so don’t worry.

After just saying a few words to Daya, the scene had changed drastically. The big rooster who had just left the golden rooster was now in a daze, lying on the box without warning, twitching all over, and his claws were kicking, as if he had taken rat poison, and he was about to die.

I knew that if I delayed for a while, I would probably not wake up. Time was tight. While I gestured with the steel pipe with my left hand, I jumped onto the kang.

The black cat saw me jumping onto the kang and didn't move. He stared at me with his green eyes, staring at me with a little furrow. He couldn't scare a beast. I gritted my teeth and swung the steel pipe to hit the black cat. When I was about to hit it, the black cat had a box cover on the front paws, kicked the back paws, and rushed to my face.

This was really beyond my expectations. I didn't expect that this beast would dare to attack me on his own initiative. I turned to the side and avoided the pounce.

The black cat did not succeed when he pounced on it. He didn't stop. He jumped to the ground with a "rubbing" and jumped to the windowsill of the high window in the north wall in a few seconds. He stared at me and kept screaming at me.

As soon as I heard this cry, I felt uncomfortable all over my body and vaguely felt a little dull. I don’t know if it was because of the black cat’s cry or the time I stayed here, and I felt a little dizzy.
Chapter completed!