Yin Changsheng

Chapter 422

I also pulled Ma Yingying and squeezed inside.

Taking a closer look, there was a coffin in the yard. The coffin was open, and a person was already lying in it. I went up and took a look. Isn't this Mr. Bai?
At this time, I heard the people next to me saying, "What kind of evil has happened to our village? This is the seventh person who died this month. If this continues, our village will soon become an uninhabited village. The feng shui has changed, let's pack up our bags and flee!"

When I heard it, I wondered if it might have something to do with what the Xixuan banshee said.

This uncle Bai is a bit older, he was half buried in the loess, so his coffin has been prepared long ago. According to the people around him, it was last night that Uncle Bai stared at his legs and died. .

People in the village saw that I was wearing a Taoist uniform, and immediately someone said, "Oh, come and take a look, Taoist priest, what our village doesn't know is that I was caught in some evil sect and died within a month." There are seven people, and if this continues, there will be no living people in our village."

My heart sank. This village is the most important feeling to me. How could I let the turmoil in the Three Realms affect this place? I told everyone very seriously, "I will clarify this matter. This village must be infiltrated. If there is something dirty, I will dig it out and give our village peace."

As soon as the words fell, one of the villagers frowned slightly and became angry, "Aren't you the same mourner Xiao Wazi back then, why did you come back!"

I couldn't speak for a moment, because the villagers called me Sangmen Xing, our Chen family has suffered, but now it is said by others that I have become a Sangmen Xing, I feel so sad. .

But what made me even more uncomfortable was that someone immediately answered, "Sangmen Xing has grown up, so he came back to torture us, Xiao Wazi, please leave our village quickly, don't bring those things to torment us Now, we have no grievances with you, and people in the village are still afraid of what happened to your mother back then!"

I was very puzzled, "Why do you say that to me?"

The villagers immediately said, "The Taoist priest who came from Weiming Temple took us to the underworld to see the wedding. We took a trip to the underworld, and we are all thanks to you. If it weren't for your Chen family to come up with these things, we would be able to settle down." Live in peace and stability, since you left, the village has become much quieter, you see, as soon as you came back, people died in our village, maybe someone intentionally took revenge on this matter!"

When I heard it, it was obvious that it was aimed at me.

I calmly told myself that the villagers didn't understand the situation back then, and it was natural for them not to understand, and I couldn't argue with them.

After calming down for a while, I said, "If you still want to live, trust me, after all, I am a Taoist priest."

As soon as the words came out, the villagers didn't continue to blame me, probably because they were not satisfied with me, but after all, this is a matter of life and death, so everyone had to acquiesce.

Ma Yingying tugged at the corner of my clothes, "Master, I think they are going too far, should we still take care of it?"

I stretched out my hand and patted Ma Yingying's shoulder, "Even if people in the world blame me, I will still do what I have to do to be worthy of my conscience."

Ma Yingying nodded slightly understandingly, "Okay, Master, I understand."

At that moment, I suddenly felt as if I saw Jiang Li and I back then. Jiang Li was also like this. He was misunderstood by the villagers, but he always helped the villagers without complaining. In fact, Jiang Li was teaching me how to be a human being. , and I have always upheld the morality that Jiang Li insisted on back then.

I came to the coffin and took a closer look at Uncle Bai lying in the coffin. At this moment, Uncle Bai's son was standing beside him, his eyes were red from crying, and he didn't say a word, looking very miserable.

I asked Uncle Bai's son, what unusual behavior does Uncle Bai have these days?

Uncle Bai’s son is called Bai Chengjun. He just returned to the village a few months ago. I have never seen him before. I only know that Uncle Bai is very pitiful. All his sons have gone outside, and only the old one is left to live in the village. , Poor thing.

This time I finally met Uncle Bai’s son, but to be honest, if it wasn’t for him wearing mourning, I really wouldn’t know he was Uncle Bai’s son. The main reason is that the two of them don’t look very similar. Typical round eyes, but his son has slender peach blossom eyes.

However, Bai Chengjun has the demeanor of Uncle Bai when he was young. His body is very strong, twice as big as mine.

Bai Chengjun told me that the old man likes to smoke opium on weekdays. By the way, he plays mahjong with some old comrades in arms. This uncle Bai also looks lively on weekdays. After all, he was also a soldier back then, and his body is naturally strong. Everyone said that The uncle is still so tough at this age, he must live to be a hundred years old, but who would have thought that when people say kicking their legs, they will kick their legs.

"Did Grandpa Bai say anything?" I asked.

Bai Chengjun thought for a while, "The night before yesterday, he said that he was very hungry."

"Didn't you usually say that?" I asked.

Bai Chengjun said, "He eats a lot on weekdays, and he needs extra meals at night. At night, he should not be hungry. But the night before yesterday, he said he was very hungry, and he was still moaning."

I felt strange when I heard it, "He's still humming? What does it look like?"

Bai Chengjun thought for a while, and then told me, "It's a bit like the voice in the pig pen."

As soon as the words fell, the villagers nearby all laughed, regardless of the fact that the bones of Uncle Bai in the coffin were not cold, they thought it was a bit funny, probably because everyone felt that Bai Chengjun's description was a little inappropriate.

Bai Chengjun saw that the villagers were still laughing at the funeral, his eyes were red with anger, and he immediately said to everyone, "What are you laughing at! That voice is indeed like that. I thought the old man had phlegm in his mouth, that's why he was like that, but he Although I like to smoke big cigarettes, I don’t have a smoking throat.”

These villagers were also a little helpless, and quickly put away their smiles.

"Then what happened after the old man said he was hungry?" I asked.

Bai Chengjun scratched the back of his head, thought hard for a while, and then told me after a long time, "The old man didn't know where he went. When he came back at night, he just said something and went to find something to eat. Later, I also I didn't ask much, maybe he went to a comrade-in-arms' house."

A big event happened in this family, and those who watched the excitement didn't think it was too big. The people in the village were basically crowded here, including the few comrades in arms of this uncle Bai. I immediately turned around and walked towards the few grandpas, asking them, "Did Uncle Bai visit your house the night before yesterday?"

These old men shook their heads one after another. One of them picked up a hookah, smoked a cigarette, and said to me calmly, "This white old man only comes to us when he is playing mahjong. There are people in the room looking for food." The daughter-in-law does not need to come to our place to hang out when she cooks."

This remark aroused the idea of ​​Bai Chengjun's daughter-in-law next to him. His wife's name is Liu Xiaohong, she nodded immediately, and said to me with a serious face, "That's right, Dad really eats at home, and plays mahjong when he goes out."

This is a little strange, Uncle Bai said that he went out to eat, but these comrades-in-arms grandfathers who had close contacts all said that Uncle Bai only ate in his own room, and he played mahjong outside.

Seeing me frowning and thinking, Bai Chengjun immediately asked me, "Brother Taoist, what's wrong?"

I said kindly, "It's not right. You said that seven people died in the village. Is there anything wrong with the other six people?"

At this time, the village chief came out, looked at me seriously and said, "Xiao Wazi, the dead people are all old people in our village, and they are all of strong bones. These accidents one after another have caused troubles in the hearts of the people. Worry, most of the young people in our village have gone to work in the city, and the rest are old bones like us, if something unclean has really entered the village, I'm afraid we won't live long."

The village head is reminding me that the dead are all old people.

And they are all strong-boned people. I already knew Uncle Bai. He was a soldier. He had been on the battlefield before.

Back then, the Xixuan Banshee said that the village was infiltrated by things from the Three Realms, and now there are very few living people in the village, but when I came here today, although seven people died, there are still many villagers. Explain that half of the villagers standing in front of me are probably not alive.

The Xixuan Banshee didn't explain it, but I vaguely felt that the secrets hidden in the village attracted these things from the Three Realms to move around and want to occupy our village.

I looked around vigilantly and looked at the villagers who were standing in front of me. On the surface, there were no flaws. In addition, the Yin Division had previously set up a connection point here, which was connected to my house and the old locust tree. The qi leaked, so I couldn't feel the yin and evil qi of the villagers, and I couldn't tell who was the living person and who was the thing that got in.

The village chief looked at me with annoyed face and said, "Then what should we do, you are the only living Bodhisattva near our village, you must find a way to save our village."

My heart sank, I lowered my head and thought for a while, then immediately turned to the village chief and said, "Tonight, no one in our village should go out. I will make arrangements freely. If anyone comes out, I will not be polite."

These villagers were stunned one after another, unable to understand my behavior.

The village head was so anxious that he couldn't help it, so he quickly nodded in agreement, and immediately yelled, "Did you hear that, our Living Bodhisattva said that no one is allowed to go out tonight!"

Although the villagers were a little dissatisfied, they still bit the bullet and nodded.

Ma Yingying asked me, "What shall we do now?"

I tilted my head and told her, "Go buy meat."

(End of this chapter)