Small town adventure

Chapter 177
The night was completely dark, and there was a slight wind blowing, which made it a bit chilly.

Taoist Master Qingyang and his party have been walking on this rugged mountain road for nearly two hours. The more they walked, the more desolate they became. He went up and down many times, always leading the way with Hei Zi.

"Master, what do you think the old man can't say? Is there something in the hands of those two ghost boys?" Zhang Yihan said while walking.

"It's not necessarily the reason." Daoist Qingyang said: "It may be a threat! I always feel that this old man must have some relationship with those two ghost boys. If the old man tells their secrets, his life may be in danger. "

"What?" Zhang Yihan paused, and said to Daoist Qingyang: "If those two ghost boys feel that the old man is a threat to them, wouldn't it be enough to kill them early in the morning?"

Daoist Qingyang shook his head and said, "There must be a reason why Gui Tong didn't kill him." Then he asked again: "How old do you think this old man is?"

Zhang Yihan was taken aback by Master's sudden question, then thought for a while and said, "I seem to have heard from my grandmother that she should be over 90 years old."

"The village you went to is a product of the Republic of China. The Republic of China is less than 100 years old, and the old man is almost a hundred years old. This first explains one point. The old man is very likely to be from that village. , since he is from the village and was not killed, then this old man may be a relative of those two ghost boys, or he may be a little friend of those two ghost boys."

Zhang Yihan suddenly realized, and then said: "But, I heard from the old lady that one of his and the old man's own son was killed in that village. Since the ghost boy has some relationship with the old man, why did he kill the old man's own son?" What about my son..."

Before Zhang Yihan finished asking this question, Daoist Qingyang kicked him with a flying kick, which just hit his ass, and he screamed in pain at that moment.

"As a teacher, how did I teach you? Was the old man's son killed by a ghost boy?! There is such a heavy evil spirit in that village, how can ordinary people not die when they enter the village?" Qingyang Daoist said angrily.

"What the master taught is that the apprentice is not good at learning, and almost forgot." Zhang Yihan said with a sneer, covering her buttocks.

(End of this chapter)