After comforting Ling'er, Liu's mother turned and went upstairs.
After she arrived in the room, she went directly to bed and fell asleep. After sleeping for less than half an hour, she suddenly opened her eyes.
She tidied herself up and walked to the bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror made ripples, and then a woman appeared.
If Ling'er were here, she would be able to see that the woman in the bronze mirror is exactly the same as Su Niang.
But she is younger and more enchanting than Su Niang.
"Is there anything unusual over there?" the woman asked.
"No! But today a Taoist priest came to inquire about Su Niang. He must have been entrusted by Su Niang's concubine to help her redeem her life!
She has been sent away." Liu's mother said quickly.
"That's not what I'm asking about!" the woman said angrily. "The city god of Qiantang County is dead!"
"What?" Liu's mother looked at her in disbelief. "The City God will also die?"
"I'm out of my mind!" The woman didn't know how to explain.
"If there is anything strange again over there, please report it immediately!"
Mother Liu quickly told the story about the silkworm demon, and the woman said in a deep voice, "So, the death of this silkworm demon may have something to do with the City God.
This Qiantang City God is greedy for money and stupid. If he had practiced a little kindness, he would have died without leaving any clues!"
Mother Liu felt that this kind of thing was not something she should hear.
"What you said just now! Don't let the third person know about it!" the woman said.
"I know the importance of it."
The ripples in the bronze mirror subsided and it became an ordinary bronze mirror again.
Zhang Yange went to a mass grave outside the city and found that it was impossible to determine the location of Su Niang's body, so he had no choice but to give up.
When they returned to the courtyard, Zhang Yange gave ninety taels of silver to Mrs. Huang, "Su Niang is dead! I spent ten taels of silver and I will pay you back in a few days."
"What!" Mrs. Huang was obviously a little surprised.
Zhang Yange explained, and she sighed, "If it weren't for Xiao Jiao, I would have gone with my late husband. For those ten taels of silver, Taoist Zhang, please don't ask me to repay you for taking care of our mother and son during this period."
If we accept the money, what will we become?"
"One code equals one code!" Zhang Yange said seriously.
In the end, they couldn't defeat Zhang Yange, but they glanced at Zhang Yange when they took the ninety taels of silver.
There is a trace of resentment in the eyes...
"Mom, what did Taoist Zhang spend so much money on today?" Huang Xiaojiao couldn't help but ask.
It wasn't that he couldn't bear to part with it, he was just curious.
Mrs. Huang's face was slightly red under the candlelight, "Don't ask about my lord's affairs!"
The clock is ringing…
"Go to bed quickly." Mrs. Huang saw that it was getting late.
Huang Xiaojiao watched his mother fall asleep and left this time.
"It's dry and dry! Be careful with the candles!" someone who was walking around the streets shouted at the end of the night.
The night is divided into five watches. At each watch, the watchman will tell the time with a clapper and a gong. In addition to telling the time, they also have the responsibility of preventing fire and theft.
There were two clock watchers, one old and one young. The older one yawned.
"Young man, hurry up and do the work. After a few days, I will give you the clapper."
"Dad, I'm scared to be alone!"
"We're so scared. Let's walk around the streets during the night to tell the time and keep everyone safe! As long as we don't do anything bad, we don't have to be afraid of anything!"
The old man has been working as a watchman all his life, and he has indeed seen a lot of strange things and strange things in the dead of night.
But he remained unaffected.
"oh."
This child was brave when he was a child, but after a serious illness when he was six years old, his body was not as courageous as before.
If it weren't for the fact that the watchman had a monthly income of 100 yuan, the old man would naturally not let his son do it.
"Let you go, if there is really danger! Just knock the clapper, and the City God will come back to save us after hearing it." Seeing that his son was scared, the old man said with relief.
"Dad! Doesn't this mean there is danger?" the son shouted immediately.
"Just in case! Dad said just in case!" The old man said with a smile, "You are more courageous. Your father and I have worked hard all our lives, and I can't do well!"
The father and son walked around in a circle and sat down in the Chenghuang Temple.
Although this Chenghuang Temple used to look magnificent and filled with sandalwood, the old man always felt flustered when he sat here.
Now there are no statues of the City God.
But while sitting here, the old man felt very at ease.
His son was not as panicked as before.
"You squint for a while. I'll call you at the second watch and you go alone!" the old man said.
"Dad! I'm afraid!"
The old man ignored him. He felt that his mother was too spoiled to this boy.
At the second watch of the day, he was pushed out of the Chenghuang Temple by his father.
Wang Er's voice was trembling when he called Tianqianwuzao. When he looked back, he always felt that someone was following him.
He remembered his father's words, ghosts don't hurt good people.
So he braved the streets and alleys...
It took him less than half an hour to walk through them all.
When passing by Yizhuang, he heard the sound of opera singing.
Wang Er looked outside Yizhuang. He didn't know when a stage had been set up. The sword and horse Dan that was put up were so good!
"Okay!" He couldn't help shouting.
That Dao Ma Dan winked at him, and Wang Er suddenly felt that his soul was about to fly.
"reward!"
"What are you giving me as a reward?" Daoma Dan was so far away from him, but Wang Er actually heard his words clearly.
"I have no money..." Wang Er said helplessly.
"But you have a life, please give it to me..."
"Okay!" Wang Er replied foolishly.
Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!
The burning feeling on his face made Wang Er sober up a lot.
"I can't give you life."
"You promised me." The Dao Ma Dan appeared behind Wang Er at some point, and she reached out to hug him.
There was a rapid banging sound...
"This old man is looking for death!" Daoma Dan said viciously.
Only then did Wang Er wake up completely and look again!
There is no stage! There is no swordsman!
There is only a pale face, and the seven orifices are still bleeding!
Wang Yi shouted loudly, "We watchers are protected by the City God. How dare you harm us!"
"The City God?" The pale face said with a smile. "Your City God in Chentang County has lost his soul. From now on, this place will be our world... Hehehehahaha..."
Wang Dun was at a loss for a moment, and the banging sound in his hand seemed to be no longer as powerful as before.
"Your son's yang energy is too weak, he is not as good as an old man like you!" The pale face said with disgust.
Wang Er was despised by the ghost and did not dare to get angry or speak out.
"Old man, you have lived for so long! I let you die happily, and you deserved to die!"
"Go away!" Wang Yi didn't want to die, even if it was a pleasant death.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined! Then you two will die in a nightmare! Hee hee hee! Hahahahaha!" Bai Pai sighed at them with a miserable face.
The father and son just felt cold all over!
"You laugh too loudly!"
Along with Zhang Yange's voice, a thunderbolt fell!
Bai Phan's miserable face was blasted into nothingness...