Text_Chapter 1247 Whoever is weak should not go to the bridge!
Shen Qingyan nodded and sighed, looked at Qin Fan and then asked: "Qin Fan, what are you going to do this afternoon?"
Qin Fan took out a piece of food from the bowl and threw it into his mouth. He thought for a moment and then asked: "You should have a City God's Temple here, right?"
"City God's Temple?"
Shen Qingyan was startled for a moment, then she nodded and said: "There is a Chenghuang Temple on the mountain in Canghe, but it is just a small temple."
"Okay," Qin Fan nodded, "As long as there is a temple, it's fine. I'll go to the temple god in the afternoon to ask for someone!"
"The temple god wants someone?"
At this time, even Zhou Han on the side couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why does this temple god want someone? He is a local god."
Qin Fan took a look and said: "Yes, just because he is the god of a place, they manage the underworld."
If someone dies in a nearby village, first of all, the Chenghuang Temple is the place where the soul is kept, so in the afternoon we went to the temple god to ask about the female corpse.
Previously, Qin Fan originally wanted to use the female corpse to summon the soul.
But now that the body was gone, he could only ask through the Chenghuang Temple.
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyan asked nervously: "Then...then Qin Fan, can you ask me this question?"
Qin Fan took a look and said: "This guy, City God, allows the dirty things in the river to do whatever he wants. He looks like a soft guy at first sight. Even if he doesn't give in, he'll have to ask questions."
Listening to what Qin Fan said, Shen Qingyan nodded and said, "Can I help you in any way this afternoon?"
Qin Fan waved his hand and said, "No, just come with me in the afternoon. You don't have to do anything."
"Okay," Shen Qingyan nodded, then stood up and said, "Qin Fan, you guys can rest for a while first. I'll cook and I'll call you when I'm ready."
Qin Fan nodded and said yes, and then he asked Zhou Han to sleep for a while. Zhou Han nodded and said yes, and the two of them went to the room and lay down.
soon.
This guy Zhou Han fell asleep.
But Qin Fan is not sleepy now.
He kept thinking about the body and the coffin at the bottom of the river.
Although Qin Fan was not sure whether it was a coffin, he knew that the thing under the river must be a difficult owner to deal with.
When he thought of this, Qin Fan considered the issue of time.
He had to resolve this matter before Song Yu's memorial service.
Thinking of this, Qin Fan felt that time was a little tight.
Immediately he sat up and looked at Zhou Han sleeping soundly across the kang. Qin Fan immediately shook his head and smiled helplessly before getting off the kang and leaving the room.
Shen Qingyan is busy in the kitchen.
When she saw Qin Fan coming in, she turned around and asked with a smile: "Why don't you go to bed? Let's go and rest for a while?"
Qin Fan shook his head, glanced at Shen Qingyan, and said with a smile: "Some of you can't sleep, let me help you."
As he spoke, Qin Fan walked up to him and reached for the kitchen knife. At this time, Shen Qingyan hurriedly stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Qin Fan, no, you can rest while I do it."
But after she finished speaking, she realized that her hand was on the other person's hand. Shen Qingyan immediately blushed, hurriedly retracted her hand, raised her head and smiled awkwardly at Qin Fan.
Qin Fan looked at Shen Qingyan.
He thought to himself: "If other women in the women's village saw their men, they would definitely want to pounce on them. This Shen Qingyan is really interesting. She seems a little embarrassed. She must have never touched a man before."
With this in mind, Qin Fan waved his hand and said to ease his embarrassment: "Okay, let me help you. There's nothing to do now anyway."
At this time, Shen Qingyan couldn't say anything anymore, so she nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll thank you for the hard work."
Qin Fan waved his hand with a cheer, then picked up the kitchen knife and started chopping vegetables.
Two people were talking and cooking in the kitchen.
At this time, Shen Qingyan told the truth and felt a little warm in her heart.
She has been in this village for two years and has never touched a man, let alone cooked in the kitchen with a man.
More than half an hour later.
The meal is ready.
Three people cooked four dishes and a soup.
After eating.
Qin Fan asked Zhou Han to take out some pieces of yellow paper from the car.
After Shen Qingyan washed the pots and dishes and rested for half an hour, the three of them went out to go to the City God's Temple.
As soon as they arrived at the village, the villagers saw that Qin Fan and the others were about to go out. They must have known that Qin Fan was hunting ghosts, so they all wanted to follow him.
"Qin Fan, do you want them to go? Will there be any danger?"
Shen Qingyan glanced at the villagers who were following closely, and then lowered her voice and asked Qin Fan.
Upon hearing this, Qin Fan turned his head and glanced back at the villagers who were following him.
He was speechless after uh, and then Qin Fan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there's no danger in going this time."
Shen Qingyan exclaimed, since Qin Fan said that, she must believe Qin Fan.
Everyone rushed to the City God's Temple on the mountain in great numbers.
The Chenghuang Temple is some distance away from the Women's Village, but not too far. It is located on the mountain next to the Canghe River. The most important thing is to cross the bridge of the Eight Ghost Cave.
When he came to the river, Qin Fan walked towards the bridge.
Only then did the villagers know that they had to cross the bridge, and all of them suddenly showed fear in their eyes.
Since the last time a corpse entered the Eight Ghost Cave, and someone went in to fish it out but could not get it out.
Very few people dare to walk on this bridge in the Eight Ghost Cave.
They walked on it, thinking how many dead bodies were hidden in the Eight Ghost Cave.
Even if someone dared to leave, they would all go together.
At this time, Qin Fan looked at everyone's expressions. He frowned and looked at the bridge in front of him.
To be honest, if ordinary people look at it, this bridge is really no different from bridges in other places.
But Qin Fan was different. As soon as he looked at the bridge, he felt a heavy evil aura.
However, this evil spirit was very strange. Qin Fan opened the perspective and took a look, only to find that there were many corpses in the Eight Paths Ghost Cave.
These corpses were all floating down from the upper reaches, or people fell into the Cang River and drifted into these eight ghost caves.
Once inside, no one dares to go in and retrieve the body.
Therefore, over time, there will naturally be many corpses, creating a strong evil spirit.
After restraining his perspective, Qin Fan turned to look at the crowd and said, "Anyone who is weak should not go on the bridge."
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at each other, and then four or five women stepped back.
Qin Fan looked at it and then said: "You can either go back to the village now, or you can wait here."
As he walked onto the bridge, Shen Qingyan and Zhou Han naturally followed.
The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then seven or eight curious people followed.
The dust on the bridge was quite thick, and it seemed that few people had passed by before.
Qin Fan and others were walking when a cold river breeze blew in, mixed with a strong rotten smell.
Suddenly everyone shuddered and covered their mouths and noses.
Qin Fan frowned, walked to the railing of the bridge, looked at the river, and saw no movement.
Immediately, Qin Fan waved to everyone to let them go.