Hit ghost

Chapter 126 Eight Cave Village

There was a sudden lightning and thunder outside the house, and Li Yougui's face became extremely pale in the lightning flash. He was also taken aback by the sudden sound, and his shoulders trembled. Only then did he notice the strange eyes of several people.

"What?" Li Yougui frowned, he turned around, and even Zhuo Ketuoda looked at himself like this, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"He Nian won't go out of the village." Wen Liang's hand reaching out to Wotou stopped in the air, and finally put it back to the bowl, "The taste hasn't changed, it's true that he is still in the village, but I can't find it."

"Smell? Why, can you tell where a person is by the smell?" Li Yougui blinked. Although he didn't believe it, he still swallowed the "Are you a dog" that came to his mouth.

"You can understand it that way, but the smell in this village is too mixed, and I can't tell where he went." Wen Liang raised his eyebrows at Li Yougui, "You just wanted to call me a dog, right?"

Li Yougui's expression suddenly became tense. Seeing his flustered appearance, Wen Liang sighed, "I just guessed like this, and it turned out to be true."

"Brother Li, I didn't expect you to miss me so much." Wen Liang patted Li Yougui's shoulder sadly, and then returned to normal, "...just kidding, you continue to say, besides the Zhao family, is there anything more suspicious?" ?"

Li Yougui, who was still in a daze just now, how Wen Liang guessed his inner thoughts, looked at him eagerly, and straightened his expression, Li Yougui thought for a moment.

"...The ancestral hall, have you visited the ancestral hall?" A possible place suddenly flashed in his mind, and Li Yougui blurted out, "It's the ancestral hall when you first entered the village. Zhao Guangsheng always goes there. Have you ever seen it?" Have you found it?"

Ancestral hall?Wen Liang looked at Xie Jin, and he found that Xie Jin was also looking at him, "No, but it's not too late to see now."

The rain was still falling, and Wen Liang pulled out a small flute from his neck. As the monotonous syllables sounded, there was a strong and pungent smell of blood in the yard full of fresh grass smell, one red and one white Two figures appeared behind Wen Liang.

"Qu Wan Qu Ting, you two go to the ancestral hall in the village, remember not to attract too much attention, most people in this village can see you."

Wen Liang thought for a while, and before the two sisters set off, he specially instructed Qu Ting, "Take care of your sister, she was hurt by Zhao Dong after all, don't let her go to revenge halfway."

"Understood, Daoist Wen." Qu Ting nodded, and two figures, one red and one white, quickly disappeared into the rain.

Gazing at the two disappearing figures in a daze, Zhuo Ketuoda felt that his jaw was about to close, "What is that!"

She pointed in Qu Wan's direction and looked at Wen Liang in shock. If she hadn't misjudged just now, the neck and head of the woman in red were misaligned.

The cognition of 14 years was subverted again, Zhuo Ketuoda stiffened her neck, she looked at Wen Liang's calm and composed face, but her own expression was almost petrified.

"Don't be afraid, that's just my friend." Wen Liang raised his hand and touched the girl's head, showing her a comforting smile, "They are here to help find He Nian, don't worry."

Looking up at Wen Liang, Zhuo Ketuoda found that he was staring at the rain-washed bamboo forest in a daze, his gray-blue eyes were as clear as spotless glass.

Zhuo Ke Tuo Da was attracted by the eyes that he had never seen before, and asked him involuntarily: "What are you looking at?"

"Just watch the rain."

After that, there was a dull and silent breakfast session. The rain outside the house was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of rushing on the roof seemed to be made by a high-pressure water gun.

After Xie Jin went upstairs to check on Ji Duan's situation, he came down to help Zhuo Ketuoda. Seeing Zhuo Ketuoda throw some strange-shaped herbs and medicinal materials into an iron pot expressionlessly, Xie Jin finally couldn't bear it. To live with the stench coming from the face, I ran to the side to breathe the fresh air.

Seeing Wen Liang sitting under the eaves smoking a cigarette, the rain almost splashed on him many times, Xie Jin dragged a chair and sat beside Wen Liang: "What are you thinking?"

This thought came up countless times, Xie Jin knew that he couldn't understand Wen Liang, and every time he saw that gaze that seemed to understand everything, he could see his own reflection in it, as if there were people at the end of those pale eyes itself.

Wen Liang didn't look at Xie Jin, he was still sucking on his cigarette holder and staring ahead, "I'm thinking about something, I've been looking at people's hearts for so long, but I rarely see him like this."

"What?" Faced with the sudden and profound topic, Xie Jin was slightly taken aback, "What's the situation with Ah Nian? He won't be the kind of kid who does bad things."

"I hope he does some bad things, at least he has to learn how to resist." Wen Liang exhaled a puff of smoke at the misty sky, and then looked at Xie Jin, "You said that a little guy like him, what kind of bad thoughts can he have? , living a life of no fixed place all day, just like me."

Taking a breath of fresh air, Wen Liang said lightly, "I always seem to see my own shadow in him. Let's say it looks like it, but it's actually not very similar, but in terms of background, I still feel sorry for him."

Looking at Wen Liang's side profile, there is no trace of wrinkle on that young face, but his melancholy makes him look like a centenarian who is remembering the past.

"He Nian will be fine, right." Xie Jin heard the heaviness in Wen Liang's tone, and felt a little strange, "God will not put all bad luck on one person, he has suffered so much since he was a child, he will be fine of."

The "washing" sound of the rainwater washing the ground almost took away Xie Jin's voice, and Wen Liang next to him didn't speak anymore, but let out a long sigh.

When Qu Wan Qu Ting came back, it was almost two hours later.

When two wet female ghosts suddenly appeared in front of him, even Zhuo Ketuoda, who had been working with his grandmother for many years, couldn't help shouting.

"Ah! There's a ghost!!" She shook her hand holding the freshly brewed soup, and almost dropped the soup basin on the ground.

Xie Jin quickly saved the rescue, although he was splashed by the hot soup on the back of his hand, he managed to keep the soup pot from breaking.

"Are you hurt?" Wen Liang looked at Xie Jin's hand, and asked lightly, "You have to be careful to protect yourself, lest Lao Ji wake up and say that I didn't value you."

"I'm fine." Xie Jin shook the red and smelly back of his hand, then took the soup bowl from Zhuo Ketuoda, "Well, did you find He Nian?"

Qu Wan and Qu Ting, who were drenched by the rain, shook their heads, and Qu Ting stepped forward to stop Qu Wan, "Yingying, let me speak."

Qu Ting is beautiful in appearance, compared to Qu Wan who is separated from her body, Qu Ting is more acceptable in Zhuo Ketuoda's eyes.

"Taoist Wen, we have been to the ancestral hall you mentioned, but we didn't find anything there."

Qu Ting raised her hand and waved it lightly in front of the crowd. The rain outside the house suddenly gathered in her palm, forming a water curtain that would not scatter. On the water curtain, the outline of the building was clearly visible. If you look carefully, it turned out to be the ancestral hall of Badaong Village.

"What is this!" Zhuo Ketuoda was attracted by the novelty, and was no longer afraid of the terrifying Qu Wan. She stretched out a hand and tried to touch the water curtain with her fingers. Consciously, he avoided her.

"Is this Qu Ting's ability?" Xie Jin was also surprised. He remembered that the two sisters in front of him were both art students, but Qu Ting was still illusory when he was in Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts, and he looked like he was about to lose his mind at any time.

Now following Wen Liang's side, I don't know if he was influenced by Wen Liang, and he was able to use his strengths in his lifetime to develop abilities.

"It's drawing shapes." Wen Liang grabbed Zhuo Ketuoda's hand and put it back beside her, "That's right, using everything you can to describe what you see with your own eyes is Qu Ting's ability."

The guess in his heart was confirmed, Wen Liang sighed imperceptibly, "Go on, what did you find in the ancestral hall?"

"No one, there is no one there." Qu Ting moved her fingers, and she used her fingertips to describe the vivid scene, "It may be because of the rain, not only the ancestral hall, but also the street next to the ancestral hall. There was hardly anyone there."

The angle of view rotates in the water curtain, passing through the iron gate whose original color is almost invisible, the door god with a green face and fangs at the gate looks even more gloomy on a rainy day.

"We searched all over the ancestral hall, but there is no one inside." Qu Ting said softly, the water curtain has turned every corner of the ancestral hall, even the corners, but there is no one.

"Li Yougui, what do you think?" Wen Liang took a step back, and Li Yougui who shrank behind them was full of doubts.

Scratching his messy hair, he expressed his opinion: "This is weird. When I was with them, Zhao Guangsheng often took us to the ancestral hall to offer incense. He said that it was a blessed place to protect the five clans. .”

"However, it's true." He seemed to be thinking of something, and stared blankly at the musty ceiling, "According to Zhao Guangsheng's disgust for He Nian, and Zhao Dong's almost spoiled love for his son, He Nian Nian should not be hidden in the ancestral hall."

"Dislike, why does Zhao Guangsheng hate Anian?" Xie Jin looked at Li Yougui's disgusted expression, and guessed that he should be disgusting Zhao Guangsheng's behavior, "Did Ah Nian do anything wrong, shouldn't it be?"

"I did nothing wrong. Is there any necessary connection between hating him?" Li Yougui gave Xie Jin a strange look, and leaned against the wooden table behind him with a sullen face.

Unexpectedly, the wooden table was made of wooden planks and boxes, and they were not firmly connected together, so he threw it to the ground as a matter of course, and sat down among the wooden products.

"Hiss..." He stood up from the ground in a bit of embarrassment, Li Yougui's face was a little flushed, he didn't meet anyone's eyes, but complained while gasping.

"Zhao Guangsheng hates He Nian, five people including me know about it."

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Today is still a bit rushed, and I have dealt with a very frightening thing.

Li Yougui unknowingly became the MVP (probably?)