My master is the coffin

Chapter 281

The female ghost said: "We lonely ghosts with miserable life experiences were eaten by that snake when we were alive. After we died, our souls were imprisoned by him and could not leave this building. We lonely ghosts, from time to time One or two less. It is said that it was eaten by that snake. It is so ruthless that it not only eats our bodies, but also our souls."

The thin man nodded: "That snake is probably using your souls to refine the inner alchemy." Then he asked the female ghost, "Do you know where this snake came from?"

The female ghost thought for a while and said: "Actually, we have no evidence to find out where this snake came from. It's just that everyone in the whole building has seen each other. Only the dean's Soul. Everyone said that the dean was the first to be refined by this snake. In that case, the dean should be the first to be killed. This snake may have been brought in by him."

We nodded.I frowned and thought: "Before the dean retired, he lived in the orphanage, and he has lived here since he retired. According to this, this snake followed from the orphanage?"

Apparently, this section is not only figured out by me.The adoptive father also figured it out.He looked at me and said, "Is it possible that Xu You was eaten by this snake?"

I nodded: "There is such a possibility. However, I always feel that most of the targets chosen by this snake are obese people, and the possibility of attacking babies is not particularly high."

The adoptive father nodded slightly, and then he analyzed: "If the dean was eaten by this snake before he retired, then it is very likely that this snake hid Xu You back then. We just need to catch it, You should be able to find out the whereabouts of Xu You." At this point, his eyes darkened for a moment: "However, if the dean hides Xu You before he is eaten by this snake. I can't find any news about Xu You."

I don't know whether to comfort him or what to do.I patted him on the shoulder: "There must be a way, don't forget, we are all cultivators, there is nothing we can't find out."

A smile appeared on the adoptive father's face: "I hope so."

The abbot was fidgeting here, and he asked us, "What are you going to do? Do you continue to catch the snake or go home now?"

The thin man sighed: "The snake has gone far away, so I probably won't be able to catch it. Let's go home. We are going to visit the master who swept the floor back then."

As the adoptive father walked out, he said: "The master has already left, and no one knows where he lives."

The paper man thanked the skinny man a thousand times, and then drifted away, probably returning to his hometown.

And we all walked back with sad faces.Along the way, I carefully thought about the past two days, trying to figure out a clue.

My adoptive father suddenly patted me on the shoulder.I looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

The foster father smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have made so many loyal friends in the past few years. Not bad, not bad."

After saying this, as if he had done something bad, he hurriedly quickened his pace, took two steps forward, and passed me.

A group of us walked slowly on the street.It was already noon.The smell of rice wafted from every house, and I couldn't help but feel a burst of hunger.

Wu Shuang obviously felt the same way, she clutched her stomach and said, "Xu You, I'm starving to death, when shall we eat?"

I looked at the road: "We're almost home, we'll have dinner when we get home. Have you seen that park? Just across the park... Eh? Park? Cockfight!"

I quickly greeted everyone in a low voice.He said to them: "Don't leave. Look, the old man from the group of fighting cocks is here again. I don't know if that bald man is here."

Wushuang pulled out his mahogany sword and waved to us: "Come on, let's go over and have a look. We can't let him escape this time."

The abbot volunteered to stay and take care of his adoptive father.The four of us cultivators slowly surrounded the past in a fan shape.Surround those old men in the center from four directions.

Wushuang nodded at us, and then shouted: "Don't move, squat down."

Those old men were startled, and then reacted.They all squatted down.He held his head, not daring to look up.

The chickens lost control of their owners, flew and jumped in the park, and quickly dropped feathers all over the place. The scene was quite chaotic.

While waving the chicken feathers away, Wushuang picked up those old men one by one.Let go the hairy ones, and keep the bald ones.

In the end, only four bald heads were left squatting on the ground.They said with a bitter face: "Now cockfighting is also in charge? Even if our cockfighting is a gamble, why should we stay when others can leave? Is it wrong to be bald?"

Wushuang shouted: "Stop rambling, raise your head up, let us recognize."

Those people slowly raised their heads.Only then did they realize that it was not the police who had arrested them.These people came to life immediately, jumped up from the ground, and hit us with eight punches.

We dodged lightly and cleverly.Then they looked at each other disappointedly.None of these people was the bald old man that day.

We are full of thoughts, but subconsciously dodge the attacks of the old men, seeming to do a job with ease.

After a while, those old men beat us for a while, but seeing that they still couldn't touch our clothes corners, they gave up altogether.They started catching chickens in the park.

The sloppy Taoist stopped one of them: "Do you know another old man? He is also bald. His chickens are very powerful, and they say that ten chickens make one phoenix or something."

The old man said out of breath, "Are you asking the old bustard?"

The sloppy Taoist priest was surprised: "Why is it called the old bustard?"

The old man said: "That guy raises so many chickens. What is it if it's not a bustard?"

The sloppy Taoist was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "These old men are really disrespectful." Then he asked, "Then, do you know where the old bustard lives?"

The old man waved his hands impatiently, and said while catching the chicken: "Then who knows? Even the anti-pornography office can't find him, this kid is a thief."

The sloppy Taoist asked unwillingly: "You don't even know?"

The old man nodded affirmatively: "Not only I don't know, but no one in Zhengzhou knows."

The sloppy Taoist sighed and stepped back.

Those old men caught the chicken and left in twos and threes.

We stayed in the park for a while and then went back.

After walking two steps, suddenly someone behind him whispered, "What are you looking for, the old bustard?"

I turned around and saw that it was one of the old men just now.He still had the coop in his hand.He was staring at us with a look of thieves.

I asked the old man, "What? Do you know where the old bustard lives?"

The old man smiled mysteriously: "I'm afraid. I only know where he lives here. But you have to tell me why you are looking for him first."

The abbot spoke without restraint, pointed at me and said, "This kid has been an orphan since he was a child, and he wants to know his parents..."

The old man replied first: "Is the old bustard your father? You don't have the same age."

I waved my hand: "Nothing, he seems to have some clues, let's ask him about it."

The old man pondered for a while, then said: "You mean. You didn't know him before. This time I just want to ask him something?"

I nodded: "I didn't know each other before. It's not relative or old friend."

The old man's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay. I can take you there, but after the matter is done, you have to help me steal his black chicken. Hehe, I will be victorious in every cockfight in the future."

I said indifferently: "It's easy, as long as you can lead us to find the old bustard."

The old man looked at the sky and said, "It's still too early. I'll wait for you here after it gets dark."

The abbot was a little reluctant: "Why must it be at night? It's dark, how scary?"

The old man sighed: "You don't know. Once the chicken I had been training for many days was pecked to death by the old bustard's black chicken. I couldn't get angry, so I followed him quietly, trying to see where his home was. As a result, he Just take me around. I went around until midnight. I walked that road at night. Where there are street lights and where there are shadows, I remember clearly. If it was daytime, I would not be able to find the way gone."

We nodded: "In this case, let's go back to have lunch first, and then sleep. Come here after dark."

The old man happily agreed.He carried the chicken coop and walked away.

(End of this chapter)