"Okay, old lady!"

After hearing Wan Taohua's words, Zhao Caiman picked up the wine glass, looked at me with respect and said: "This guest from afar, I would like to toast you with a glass of poetry and wish you happiness and health!"

After saying that, Zhao Caiman didn't give me any chance to speak, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Although I had countless doubts in my heart, I didn't dare to talk nonsense in this strange village. I could only pick up the wine glass and drink the wine in the glass.

"Okay, okay, let's make it lively." After the old lady finished speaking, she squinted her eyes that couldn't be opened and looked at Yan Wen and Yan Wu who were sitting next to me.

Jun said: "Two Taoist priests, I wonder if the two Taoist priests have found the evil spirit that caused the people in our village to disappear?"

"Old lady, not yet, we are looking for it!"

Yan Wen must have met the old lady a long time ago, so he spoke.

"Hey, thank you for your hard work, Taoist priests. The 'Purgatory Festival' will be in three days. I hope we can find the evil ghost before the 'Purgatory Festival', otherwise I will not have the chance to meet the ancestors of Mujia Village."

Yan Wen and Yan Wu looked at each other and said, "Old lady, our duty is to eliminate harm for the people. We will do our best."

"Okay, okay!" The old lady said three more words in a row, and then said: "Everyone, the custom of our Mutang Village is that three days before the Purgatory Festival, you can't enter or leave the village. If you don't mind it,

, you can stay at our house."

"Okay, then Mrs. Lao will be here." Before I could say anything, Zhu Xunuo agreed directly.

Halfway through the meal, the old lady felt a little unwell, so Zhao Caiman took the lead in helping her away.

Before leaving, the old lady told me: "You guys wait here for a while, and I will pick you up after Shishi sends me back."

After saying that, with the support of Mu Shishi, the old lady left the ancestral hall.

As soon as the old lady left, Zhang Jialiang pulled Zhu Xunuo to a remote corner. I followed him and heard Zhang Jialiang say: "Xunuo, how can you promise the old lady that we will live there?"

Zhu Xunuo glanced around and saw no one around, so he explained: "Didn't those two senior brothers just say that this place is haunted? The old lady is highly respected in the village, and his family should be the most respected.

Safety!"

"That's not necessarily true. I always feel that this place is a bit weird, but I can't tell what is weird." Zhang Jialiang said.

Zhu Xunuo no longer paid attention to Zhang Jialiang, but turned to look at me and said, "Brother Jian Qing, why does that Mu Shishi look so much like Zhao Caiman just now?"

"That's not Mu Shishi, that's Zhao Caiman!"

I just saw a birthmark on Zhao Caiman's hand, and I can be 100% sure that that person is either Mu Shishi or the Zhao Caiman I'm looking for.

"It's really strange, why Zhao Caiman doesn't recognize us at all." Zhu Xunuo said with confusion on his face.

"Let's go to Wan Taohua's house to take a look first. Maybe we can get some clues." After I finished speaking, I began to look at the ancestral hall.

Right opposite the gate of this ancestral hall, there are five statues of gods placed. Each statue is the size of a real person. The statues are carved lifelike. When I look at the statues, I always feel that the statues are also looking at me.

At this moment, Yan Haibo walked towards us and introduced: "These five statues are the five ancestors of our Mutang Village!"

"Five ancestors?"

I was very curious after hearing this. In my impression, a village only worshiped one ancestor. This was the first time I heard that five ancestors were worshiped at the same time.


Chapter completed!