"Okay! It's really boring, let's go to bed!"
Seeing that the four of them were about to be scared out of their wits, Zhang Lin withdrew his magical power and stopped scaring a few people. When everyone heard the words, they saw that Zhang Lin was nowhere in front of them.
Looking at the bed next to him, Zhang Lin was still meditating with his eyes closed, not moving at all.
As for Luo Laowai, apart from peed his pants, the American product in his hand still turned on the safety and pointed at Zhang Lin intact.
Seeing this, Luo Laowai quickly threw it far away and asked Chen Yulou urgently: "Boss Chen, Brother Chen, no! Ancestor Chen, where did your old man invite the living gods from? It almost scared me to death."
Lao Luo."
Chen Yulou thought to himself: How the hell do I know where this living god invited this old man? I almost peed, okay?
Chen Yulou is also well-informed. He also knows some of the rural secrets Luo Laowai mentioned, but the scene just now was beyond his knowledge.
But when Luo Laowai asked, he couldn't say he didn't know, so he could only say: "In this world, there are strange people with different appearances, and naturally there are also strange people with different skills. I guess the Taoist Master is also a capable person with extraordinary methods.
For example, during the Three Kingdoms period, there was the Taoist Zhang Jiao, who was said to be able to call the wind and rain, summon the yellow-turban warriors, and there was also the alchemist Zuo Ci, who could fetch fish from thousands of miles away, etc..."
As he said this, he carefully squinted at Zhang Lin and saw that Zhang Lin was still meditating and there was no movement. He was relieved. It was better to pretend. Pretending to be a cultured person was so damn tiring.
But it’s exciting to think about it, it’s the first time that I’m showing off in front of the victim.
After everyone heard this, they all nodded doubtfully, feeling that what Chen Yulou said about thieves was reasonable.
There was thunder outside the window and heavy rain poured down.
Everyone in the room had their own concerns and were careful not to disturb Zhang Lin's rest.
Chen Yulou was drinking soju with Luo Laowai, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he had to push me to pick up the drink while he drank.
In addition, the group of people had been walking through mountains and ridges during the day and were already tired. When they arrived, Chen Yulou didn't realize that he was drunk. He was about to tell the mute Kunlun Molec to be careful so that everyone could take turns to rest.
But when I glanced over inadvertently, I saw a series of wet footprints on the ground.
It started to rain heavily after the group entered the house. During this period, despite Zhang Lin's threats, no one took a step outside, so the soles of everyone's shoes were dry.
Chen Yulou thought about this and hurriedly looked up at the door, only to see that the door bolt had been pushed from the inside and there was no sign that it had been opened at all.
When Chen Yulou saw this, he felt bad. No one went out and nothing came in. Where did the series of wet footprints on the ground come from?
Coupled with Zhang Lin's initial display of power just now, I suddenly felt that this place was strange and inexplicable.
Chen Yulou turned around and saw that Zhang Lin was meditating. There was nothing unusual. He felt a little relieved and thought to himself: No matter how strange it is, there is a Taoist master here, so why should he be afraid?
He wanted to see what could be so presumptuous.
Chen Yulou's earphones were very good. At this time, Zhang Lin was sitting in charge, and he didn't make any noise, just listening to the noise around him.
Suddenly I heard a strange noise on the roof, and I looked up suddenly, only to see an old woman dressed in white leaning on the beam and peering down in the dim shadow of the oil lamp.
Although the wet footprints in the mud and water inside the house appear messy and blurry, it is difficult to see where they went.
Only the footprints were small, like the bound feet of women in the old days. Chen Yulou was confused when he heard a sound on the beam of the house. He quickly raised his head and looked up. He saw a white figure on the beam, and the light of the oil lamp was blurry.
At a glance, she looked like an old woman covered in white.
But its location was directly above Zhang Lin's bed.
Chen Yulou was secretly surprised when he saw it, and thought to himself: "There is really something evil here. A Taoist master here would dare to be so presumptuous! Can he be so vicious?"
With this in mind, they raised their hands and threw the "Little God's Edge" away. The other people suddenly took action with their heads. They all knew that something had happened. They each took the hidden guns and daggers, shouted, and all moved towards the wall behind the house. Quickly retreating, while finding support, he raised his head and looked at the direction of Chen Yulou's little magic sword.
Among the group of people, no matter whether they were Xieling or the warlord Luo Laowai, they lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife.
At this moment, there was no chaos in the face of change. Almost at the same time that Chen Xiazi was hit by his dagger, they all retreated to the wall.
Several people suddenly heard a soft "thunk" sound, and the 'Little God's Edge' had struck the wooden beam with a gleam of cold light and hit the target.
Seeing this, Miss Hong quickly took the leather lamp next to her and raised it to take a photo, only to see the 'Little God's Blade' was inserted into an ancient painting.
In that painting are a group of portraits of old ladies wearing filial piety. Their faces are wrinkled, their expressions are old and decrepit, and their faces have an indescribable weird expression that makes people feel disgusted at first sight. There is a painting beside them. A jagged grave mound with broken monuments.
The portrait has been hanging on the beam for an unknown number of years, and the paper has shown signs of becoming dark yellow and damp.
Because the portrait is slightly tilted, facing downwards, there is no dust or ashes falling on it.
Chen Yulou just heard the noise and took action immediately, wanting to take a preemptive strike. Unexpectedly, there was a strange portrait of an old woman on the beam, and he couldn't help but let out a "huh" sound.
And just when everyone was very surprised, Zhang Lin didn't know when several people came to him and asked: "What's wrong?"
"scare!"
Several people who were looking at the portrait were shocked when they saw Zhang Lin appearing so mysteriously.
Chen Yulou said helplessly: "Taoist Priest, can you please stop being so elusive, as it can easily scare people?"
"Really?" Zhang Lin said nonchalantly: "It's not that I'm invisible, but that you are too vigilant."
"..."ж5, you are strong, you are right.
Several people were speechless. Confucius once said, don't reason with others if you can't beat them.
Several people kept their secret opinions and did not argue with Zhang Lin.
When Zhang Lin saw no one speaking, he said, "What's wrong with you guys? You don't want to talk about driving away corpses anymore?"
As he spoke, he looked up and saw that it was a painting. He shook his head and said, "It turns out that I started studying the statues of gods. Then please keep your voice down while you are studying and don't disturb my rest."
Hearing this, Chen Yulou smiled dryly and said, "Don't you dare? Taoist Master, please rest. We'll try to be as gentle as possible."
ж
When he saw Zhang Lin going to meditate again, Chen Yuloufang looked at the portrait on the roof and said, "But again, why is there a statue of Mrs. Bai hanging in this yizhuang?"
Then I realized that, yes, it turned out that this ruined temple used to build foundations was once dedicated to this "white old lady".
Now the main hall is used to store corpses, and the statues are hung in the back room. The group also inquired about this matter when they were picking up tongue leaks in Nanzhai. However, something happened suddenly and they failed to remember it, so that everyone A false alarm.
As for what kind of deity this old lady Bai is, no one can tell for sure. They only know that there used to be mountain people who worshiped her near Lao Xiong Ridge.
Even people outside the mountains often hear that foolish men and women in the mountains, young and old, all worship her, but now the popularity has been extinct for many years.
When Chen Yulou thought of this, he felt secretly unhappy. It was okay to be frightened by Zhang Lin, but now this old man who had no incense also frightened him, so he said: "Look at the portrait of this old pig and dog, it seems evil but not righteous, so it is not good to leave it." , Maguai, go take down the painting and burn it..."
However, before Chen Yulou could finish his instructions, everyone suddenly heard a cat meowing. Just as they were wondering, they saw an old cat with colorful skin sticking its head out from the beam, looking at the corpse of the second aunt Mouse behind the door with piercing eyes.
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This yizhuang is deep in the mountains and old forests, and there are few people there. In recent days, the second aunt the mouse died, and there is no one to look after it, so wild cats often come in to steal food.
But there was no food here, so the hungry cat wanted to eat the dead man's flesh, not wanting to be blocked by the coffin board.
After scratching the cat's paws for half the night, he finally got in. He met Chen Yulou and his entourage again and unexpectedly drove them away.
There was a thunderstorm just now, and the old cat took the opportunity to sneak in through the crack in the door. At that time, everyone was only listening to Mr. Luo Wai's talk about driving corpses. No one paid attention to the subtle movements of the old cat. It was hiding on the beam and was noticed by Chen Yulou.
The knife hit the portrait on the wooden beam, frightening it immediately.
Chen Yulou secretly said: I am ashamed, I think that I am the leader of Xiling. How many robbers and snitches in the ocean have to respect me. Yuanliang, it is unthinkable that I was fooled by one person tonight, and now I am fooled by another one.
An old cat was fooled.
Luo Laowai and others were frightened by Zhang Lin, and at first they thought it was either haunted or possessed by demons. After all, with such a powerful Taoist, this deep mountain forest might really have those evil spirits that became spirits.
So when he was about to start a fight, he didn't want to be just an old cat. He let out a sigh of relief, laughed a few times and sat down. Then he put down his guard, put away his guy, turned around and sat down.
Everyone kept their identities, and no one wanted to pay attention to an old wild cat.
Unexpectedly, the old cat was starving and saw the rat-like face of the second aunt Mouse on the beam. The more he looked at it, the more rat-like it became, and he actually mistook the dead man for a big rat. So he slipped down from the beam and gently
Bu Qingzhao approached the corpse as if he were hunting prey, and his two cat eyes looked at the female corpse with a stern look, not paying attention to the rest of the people in the room.
Blind Chen and the others were in a bad mood. Who knew what the old cat had in mind? It was estimated that if its whereabouts were revealed, it would escape through the crack in the door again, so they had no intention of looking at it again.
Chen Yulou asked Hua Maguai to bring a table so that he could fold it under his feet and pull out the short knife "Xiao Shen Feng" nailed to the roof beam.
He had a few words with Luo Laowai, saying that he just saw the painting as strange and abnormal, so he gave it a knife to break the evil spirit of the ancient painting and that it had nothing to do with the old cat.
Everyone carried the sedan chair, and Luo Laowai also boasted that the boss was indeed very capable, and he could destroy the evil spirit of the ancient painting with a single blow.
While the two were complimenting each other, they didn't expect the girl Hong beside them to suddenly shout: "Thief cat, you are so bold!"
When everyone heard this, they turned around quickly and saw the old tabby cat with a lame leg squatting on the shoulder of the dead body of Second Aunt Mouse, biting the flesh of the dead man's cheek.
Several people heard Miss Hong's voice, and when they looked again, they saw a piece of flesh on the corpse's face had been eaten away by it.
Because the second aunt Mouse had just passed away and was still standing in a state of stiffness, the arsenic poured into her body had not yet completely dispersed into her body. Therefore, there was no corpse poison on her face, otherwise the old cat would probably bite her.
To die from poisoning.
Chen Yulou, who was having a conversation with Luo Laowai, was very angry when he saw this and yelled: "A thief breaks a cat! What you do is really courting death..."
As he spoke, he touched his waist, intending to kill the thief cat with his "Little God's Blade", but he hadn't withdrawn his "Little God's Blade" yet. In desperation, he grabbed the revolver that Mr. Luo had crookedly crooked at his waist.
Chapter completed!