"Where did the knife go?"

Gao Zhan was just asking casually, but I heard it and shivered.

I finally thought about when the strange feeling I felt after entering this yard had happened.

I remember that my so-called father once left me a black and white photo and a copper key. His body disappeared for no reason the day before cremation.

That time, Zhao Qi and I arrived at the ‘another world’ through the crematorium. Not only did we see the ‘tea’ in the photo there, but we also saw Xu Ronghua waving a beheading knife and chopping off the heads of those ghosts.

It was then that I had a feeling of coldness in my heart.

What's even more strange about the incident is that in the original good photos, the three people on it were also beheaded, and the temple in the background disappeared...

Could the beheading knife that Xu Ronghua took was the one that was originally worshipped here?

I was startled by this sudden thought, and at the same time I was even more suspicious of what happened tonight.

Judging from Wei Laosi's tone, he seemed to have deliberately led me here. And when he was in the restaurant, he also said that someone else asked him to find me.

Who would be the one who asked him to find me?

"This place is dangerous, get rid of the flat bones quickly..."

I looked at the page again and suddenly had an almost absurd idea.

Perhaps it was not someone else who took the paper from the shop that night, but Lao He himself.

He seemed to be avoiding a crisis, and the wild man far away in the Niuyangou had already died because of a similar crisis.

Lao He first left me a message, but found that someone had found him... he found the shop, so he tore the note he wrote and brought it here.

In terms of adaptability, this old money-lovers seem to be better than the wild man...

Thinking of this possibility, I asked loudly:

"Old He, are you?"

"Old He?" Sun Lu looked at me, "Is it the landlord you rented a house before?"

I nodded, raised my voice and shouted: "He Shangsheng! Come out!"

"well……"

A long sigh suddenly came from the corner of the wall.

My heart suddenly moved, and it was indeed Lao He's voice.

Looking in the direction where the sound came, no one was seen.

I didn't bother with Lao He, but just wanted to ask my questions directly.

Unexpectedly, before I could speak, Lao He's voice came again:

"The Erye Tun is about to have a disaster, you can save them."

I couldn't help but frown: "The disaster is coming? What does it mean?"

"Oh... I don't have much time, so I can't tell you more. Go and find the old people in the village and find out the origin of Erye Tun. I can only tell you that Erye Tun shouldn't have existed two hundred years ago. The disaster two hundred years ago was not over and it will come to this village again, and it will be the night after tomorrow. If you refuse to help them, all the villagers will die at that time."

"The disaster two hundred years ago?" My eyelids hopped, "Are you talking about the ghost soldiers' use of the way?"

"You already know?"

Lao He seemed a little surprised, but he quickly continued:

"Even if the Yin soldiers use the road, it will be a disaster and a fate for this village."

"How can I help them?" I was extremely confused, but I remember that Lao He said that he didn't have much time, so he had to ask the key points first.

If it was really like he said, maybe the people in the village could be left in advance.

But I don’t even believe in this matter. Can the people in the village believe it?

Lao He said: "Sing a ghost play to eliminate this disaster for the villagers of Erye Tun."

"Ghost play?" I breathed a sigh of relief, "The village chief and the troupe's headmaster have already arranged it."

"No, this scene cannot be sung by an ordinary troupe!"

"What does it mean that ordinary opera troupes cannot sing?"

"This disaster originated from the underworld. If the opera singers in the world are singing, it will not only fail to eliminate the disaster and overcome the disaster, but will be counterproductive."

"As you mean, I have to find a ghost opera troupe to sing?" I couldn't help frowning.

It's okay if this old guy plays mysteriously, but this is too nonsense, right?

Living people can't sing, so where can I find a ghost actor for him?

I walked to that corner in the direction where the sound came. I still couldn't see the figure at close range, and even my vagina did not respond.

"You sing!" Lao He's voice suddenly rang.

I was shocked and heard the sound, as if it was coming from behind the wall!

"I sing?" I felt even more absurd. How could I sing an opera?

I knocked on the wall with my backhand, and I didn't hear any empty sounds.

This is the case where there is no independent wall underground.

If there is no other secret room space, then there should be solid land behind this wall.

underground……

I suddenly remembered the temple I visited with Pan Ying in the backstreet shop.

The temple disappeared later, and it felt like...it was moving underground.

Did that temple move here?

Before I could think about it, Lao He's voice sounded again:

"You are an evil ghost in the world, and it is best for you to sing this scene. But you still can't do it alone, and you have to find another person to help you."

"Who are you looking for?"

Lao He paused this time before he said in a sneaky tone:

"Look for the one who is matched with you with the Yin and Yin marriage...Sang Lan!"

"Sang Lan?"

I reacted for a moment and suddenly remembered that Lao He must have never seen Sang Lan before.

How did he know Sang Lan, and how did he know that Sang Lan and I were married to each other?

Thinking of the mud dolls in the temple, I finally couldn't help but kicked the wall:

"Old guy, come out and explain it clearly! Xu Jie... Where is Xiaoyu now?"

Lao He sighed and said, "Oh, you are destined to be together with that child, forget it."

"What does it mean to be destined to be destined? I have the final say whether there is destined to be destined! Come out! Get out!"

I kicked the wall a few more times, but I got no response.

"Damn it!"

Sun Lu hugged me from behind and pulled me away.

"Xu Fai!"

Gao Zhan also pressed my shoulders and stared at me suspiciously and asked:

"Who did you talk to?"

I was stunned, "Didn't you hear it?"

Sun Lu shook his head, "If there is a ghost, it's not for us. How could we hear it?"

Looking at Gao Zhan again, the look at me was already a bit like I was looking at a mentally ill person.

I took a breath, looked at the portrait behind the altar again, and suddenly I felt that the chill from the bottom of my heart disappeared in this moment after entering the yard.

My intuition tells me that Lao He... and Lao Si of Wei should be no longer here...

After leaving the cave, Village Chief Zhang looked at me in a completely wrong way.

"Are you not a policeman? Are you a good-for-nothing gentleman Yin and Yang?" He asked me carefully.

I haven't finished the conversation with Lao He just now, so I can only say:

"I'm a forensic doctor... a policeman."

Fortunately, Gao Zhan saw the opportunity quickly. I knew what I was avoiding, so I asked differently:

"Wei Laosi is an executioner? Where is the executioner industry now?"

"The executioner is an industry, but it is also a special inheritance." I exhaled, "It's getting late, let's go back first."

I really need some time to sort out Lao He's words.

“Buzz…buzz…”
To be continued...