If Liu Fuqiang wanted to absorb yang energy to practice, why didn't he find a man with enough yang energy? Could it be that Li Zhaodi harmed him?
"Aunt Feng, please stay out of your own business to avoid getting into trouble. You go buy some incense and candle offerings. I will take you to visit Liu Fuqiang's grave and see if he can let Coyotito go."
"good!"
Half an hour later, Shancha and the others came to the short tree slope and saw a thick red mist shrouding the sky over the deserted cemetery. Shancha's expression changed and he dragged Widow Feng and her son hurriedly down the mountain.
As the three of them walked back, their shoulders became heavier, as if a heavy weight had been placed on them. Their heads were dizzy, and their eyes were foggy. "Camellia, aren't we going to make offerings?"
"Liu Fuqiang has become a climate and cultivated into a vampire. This kind of thing is very evil. There is no need to discuss this matter. We will find a way when we go back...!"
"Sister Shancha, someone pinched my neck."
Hearing Feng Xiaowu's scream, Shancha didn't bother to speak anymore, lit three incense sticks, took a deep breath of smoke, and sprayed it on Feng Xiaowu's neck.
Feng Xiaowu felt his neck loosen and coughed twice. He struggled and stretched out his hands to block Shancha, "You are not allowed to hurt Sister Shancha's baby."
Seeing that Feng Xiaowu was so frightened that his legs were trembling, but he stood upright in front of him, Shancha took a closer look at his face and saw that this boy had a high nose, regular facial features, and a red mole between his eyebrows.
At first glance, you can see that he is a kind-hearted person, and he is also a child with a good future.
"Xiaozizi, this ghost can't hurt me yet. You and Aunt Feng hide behind me."
“Fufufu…………!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of dark wind blew over. Shancha held the ghost-beating whip in his right hand and made a seal with his left hand, "Be brave and dare to come out and make trouble in broad daylight. I think you don't want to take the path of reincarnation."
"whee!"
Suddenly, a bloody and twisted grimace appeared in the cold wind. He stared at Shancha and Feng Puppy with his green eyes, drooling, as if he had been hungry for ten years.
Shan Cha saw that the sky was gray and dark clouds were pressing down from above without any warning. She thought that no wonder the ghosts dared to come out. It turned out to be a very cloudy day.
Shancha didn't bother to fight with the ghost, so he took out the peach wood sword from the package and struck it.
"call…………!"
The dark wind suddenly dispersed, and Liu Fuqiang quickly disappeared into the forest.
"Let's go! Go home first!"
Shancha picked up Widow Feng and her son and hurried back to Shan's house. She saw a copper lock on the door. Knowing that grandpa and grandma had gone to the mountain to collect herbs again, she found the key from under the bricks of the chicken coop, opened the door, and led the people in.
In the house.
"Xiaozizi, tell the truth, have you caused harm to Liu Fuqiang's haunted house?"
"I... I pooped on his grave. I didn't mean to do it. It was only after I pooped that I saw clearly that it was a barren grave."
Shancha suddenly felt dumbfounded, and turned to look at Widow Feng, "The little dog is the reincarnation of a boy. His Yang Qi and horoscopes are both weak, and he can easily attract evil spirits.
I am just short of a second husband, if Coyotito...!"
"Gouzi, kneel down and call Master!"
Before Shancha could finish her words, Widow Feng pushed Puppy Feng to the ground, "Shancha, the puppy has been weak and sick since he was a child. Although my aunt doesn't understand Onmyoji, she also knows that this baby is not easy to take care of.
Some time ago, my aunt had been thinking about it, but she was too embarrassed to mention it.
If you are willing to accept Coyotito as your apprentice, Auntie’s heart will finally be at ease.”
"Don't worry, Auntie, whether Gouzi recognizes me as his master or not, I will protect him."
Coyotito smiled and asked, "Can I also fight ghosts in the future?"
"Um!"
Seeing Shancha nodding, Xiaozizi kowtowed three times, "Master, will others also call me Mr. Doga from now on?"
"Pfft!"
Shancha couldn't help laughing, and took out a string of gold beads engraved with runes from his arms and put them on Feng Xiaoxiao's wrist, "Master, let me change your name. You will be called Feng Sheng from now on."
"It doesn't sound as good as Coyotito."
"Snapped!"
Widow Feng slapped her son, "Are you a tiger? The name Xiaozizi is the name your grandfather came up with when he was drunk...!"
"Camellia, something happened to Uncle Yougen and his family. Village Chief Bai asked you to go there."
While Widow Feng and her son were arguing, Sun Xiaoliu ran in sweating profusely.
"What happened?"
"Uncle Yougen's grandson was disemboweled by a wild beast and his heart was ripped away. The village chief asked you to go and see if it was the hand of a fairy."
When he heard that something had happened to Sichuan Wazi, Shancha rushed to Chen Yougen's house without bothering to inquire further.
When I entered the courtyard, I saw Chuan Wazi lying on his back next to the well in the courtyard, his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and the expression of horror was frozen on his face.
The gray cotton-padded jacket had several cuts made by a sharp knife, and cotton flew all over the yard.
There was a bloody hole in his chest as big as an adult's fist, and the inside of his chest was hollow.
Shancha's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw the fat little boy being harmed like this.
Tian Fang sat next to the body and cried loudly, "The baby was fine in the morning. At noon, he came out to call the baby into the house for dinner. When I went to the yard and saw him, he became like this. It was because I didn't take good care of the baby."
Chen Yougen seemed to be stupid. He kept striking matches, trying to light the cigarette pot, but he couldn't find the cigarette pot when he struck the match.
People in the village were all whispering, muttering that a hungry wolf had entered the village.
Bai Shushan's eyes were also red, and he took a few steps towards Shancha, "Shancha, take a good look to see if the black wolf demon is back."
"Um!"
Shancha smelled the smell in the yard carefully, and found that there was no evil smell or yin smell, and strangely, there was no fishy smell of animals either.
Shan Cha squatted by the well and looked at Chuan Wazi's body carefully, and found that there were purple marks on his neck.
It was as if someone pinched his neck tightly, strangled him to death, and then disemboweled him and took out his heart.
"Uncle Bai, it doesn't look like the hands of evil spirits...!"
"It's impossible. The Chen family is kind and righteous, and they never have grudges with others. How could others do evil to a three-year-old child.
Besides, even if the Chen family offended someone and suffered revenge, why did this gangster take out the baby’s heart?”
Shancha shook her head, she couldn't figure out why this gangster wanted to cut out Chuan Wazi's heart.
Mrs. Dong saw that the Chen family had become stupid, so she helped to wipe Chuan Wazi's face and change her clothes. She asked someone to help find a straw mat and just wanted to wrap up Sichuan Wazi.
But Chen Yougen kicked the straw mat away with his kick, "My grandson died unjustly, and we can't let him go like this. I'll have someone pack the coffin. The body will lie dormant for three days, and Sichuan Wazi will be buried in the Chen family's ancestral grave."
"Old Chen, please calm down. This is against the rules. The child is under eighteen years old, so it is not easy to put it in a coffin and bury it in the ancestral grave."
"No matter what the rules are, I just can't throw Chuan Wazi's body into the mountains to feed the wolves."