Mr. Yin and Yang, the True Record of Folk Gossip

At this time, I was also embarrassed. I just said that I had no money on me. Even if the big black wooden box was not lost, I would not be able to get out so many large yellow croakers.

Liu Huayan was able to take out one, which surprised me. Now there is only He Zhi, with four large yellow croakers next to him.

Although He Zhi and I got it together, it has already been handed over to Ghost He.

This can be regarded as one of the few relics left by He Guipo to He Zhi...

"He Zhi, Li Yinyang's things are more important. You should distinguish them clearly. We have to find them before we can leave."

Liu Huayan persuaded softly.

He Zhi was silent for a moment, then untied the cloth bag on his shoulders, and took out two large yellow croakers for Liu Huayan.

However, she glanced at me, her eyes slightly flushed.

It has been a long time, He Zhi has not shown such sad and depressed emotions.

I suddenly lost half a beat in my heart, and I felt a lot of apologies.

After Liu Huayan took the big yellow croaker, he walked forward.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard has been opened, but Mr. Bai didn't go in. The smile on his face has increased a lot.

More eyes fell on the big yellow croaker.

Including Mao Banjin, who swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva at the moment, their eyes were fixed.

Liu Huayan walked up to Mr. Bai and delivered the big yellow croaker to him.

Mr. Bai's expression became much more gentle immediately, instead of the indifferent one with a superficial smile.

"The three are guests from afar, please come in, have a sip of tea first, and then tell me what happened, I will help you."

Mr. Bai hid the big yellow croaker in his cuff with one hand, and made a gesture of invitation before entering the yard.

Liu Huayan followed first, and Mao Banjin followed immediately.

He Zhi and I fell behind.

As I was about to move forward, He Zhi turned her head and looked at me again. She pursed her lips, her eyes were still red, and said in a low voice, "Li Yinyang, you owed us money for moving grandpa's money!"

She said, pursing her lips tighter.

Immediately, I felt a sense of guilt and distress for her, and I grabbed her arm as soon as I raised my hand.

Leaning forward slightly, I went directly to He Zhi's ear and whispered: "If that person is not him, we can find things back, he can help, and we can make money back. If it is him... "

My voice was very low, and I felt that my words were enough for He Zhi to understand.

He Zhi's body also trembled.

Obviously, she was too emotional just now, and she didn't guess Liu Huayan's intention for a while.

"He's dead." He Zhi closed his eyes, and a voice that only I could hear came out from between his cherry lips.

The next moment, she broke free from my hand and walked quickly into the courtyard.

I quickly followed in.

As soon as the two of us passed the gate of the courtyard, we saw Liu Huayan and Mr. Bai had already entered the main room.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning swayed into the yard, and the yard was clean and tidy, spotless.

What surprised me was that there was a small bamboo building built in the middle of the yard.

This size is similar to the paper bundles I have seen in some funeral shops, but it is different from the paper bundles Xu made by paper figurines.

Many people will burn wreaths, ingots, and boys and girls made of ordinary paper, houses and the like when offering sacrifices.

This small bamboo building is about the size of those paper bundles.

Moreover, this also reveals the feeling that although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

This kind of small bamboo building is not just one, the center of the courtyard is one, and there are actually four similar small bamboo buildings at the four corners of the courtyard wall.

I have a lot of doubts and curiosity in my heart.

Apart from mountains and rivers, the Zhai Jing is more about the construction of various yang houses.

But there is really no such Yangzhai with a bamboo building inside.

Could it be for this reason that the existence of these small bamboo buildings suppressed the collision of the Fengshui ground of the altar and ancient temple?Let Mr. Bai live here?

I thought of God for a while.

At this time, there was a coughing sound in the main room.

When I turned my thoughts around, I realized that Mr. Bai was looking at me. His demeanor was more easy-going now, but he squinted his eyes and kept smiling.

This is the same as before, just like two people.

I restrained my thoughts and entered the main room.

Mr. Bai arranged for us to sit down, then asked Mao Banjin to make tea, and finally he asked us to tell us what happened yesterday.

He Zhi remained calm, so naturally I didn't speak.

Liu Huayan cleared his throat and said, "Leaving Maojia Village last night, we planned to rest in the forest downstream, but in the middle of the night, we heard someone calling for help in the forest. When we entered the forest, we encountered a white-haired fox."

"Oh? You met a fox fairy?" Mr. Bai said suddenly.

My eyelids twitched slightly, but I didn't interrupt.

Liu Huayan's eyes were fixed: "It seems that there are white-haired foxes near this Maojia Village, does Mr. Bai know?"

In the end, Mr. Bai shook his head, and said seriously: "Before, of course I didn't know about it. I only found out after the three of you mentioned it."

"However, the Maojia Village is not just disturbed by the things in the Xuanhe River. I tried to sacrifice to the river god and let him protect the Maojia Village. However, the troubles in the mountains have never been resolved."

"Where did I come back from? Mao Banjin must have told you all about it."

When the words came to this point, Mr. Bai sighed. He shook his head and said, "That girl Mao Lin was willing to be a sacrifice, and I promised her that I would cure his father, but I still couldn't make him wake up."

"I don't know what happened to him in the mountains."

"But according to the words of the three of you, a Taoist priest, a gentleman, and a witch can all be squinted by that white-haired fox. I'm afraid that thing is not simple."

"In recent years, many people in Maojia Village have accidents inexplicably in the mountains. Some people seem to have lost their souls, and some people disappeared for no reason. Therefore, villagers rarely go into the mountains now. I have never I know what the hell is causing the chaos, but now, I have some clues."

At this point, Mr. Bai's tone became much colder, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

What he said made my heart freeze.

Could it be that Mr. Bai really has nothing to do with those white-haired foxes?

My eyes rest on his chin inadvertently.

Speaking of body shape, the man in black robe last night was indeed somewhat similar to Mr. Bai's body shape.

But the key point is that the man only showed his chin, not even his lips, I really can't tell from his appearance...

……

Also, the murderous intent shown by Mr. Bai is very strong, it doesn't seem to be fake.

At this moment, He Zhi suddenly said: "You mean, Mao Lin's father is not awake?" He Zhi's tone was obviously cold.

Mr. Bai raised his head, he looked at He Zhi's eyes, and he was a little puzzled.

My heart suddenly sank, but my reaction was very fast, and I immediately said in a deep voice: "When I came to find Mr. Bai earlier, Mao Banjin told us these things, and I will not hide it from Mr. Bai. To that Mao Lin, we I still feel so sorry.”