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    This time, Chen Xiaopang didn't hesitate, raised his hand and raised his index finger, and answered decisively: "One."

    Immediately, Mao Yuanyang's face darkened.

    Zhang Er also frowned, and he murmured in a low voice: "One?"

    My heart also sank a lot, so this one, is it the old man who stole his life, or old man Qi?

    Dozens of people can afford so much money, it is clear that they are the Qi family.

    Can open the altar, does Mr. Qi have that kind of ability?  If so, why was I forced to pretend to commit suicide?

    If this is an old man who stole his life, then Mr. Qi is just a young man. If he can't be caught this time, he will be arrested sooner or later if he is handed over to the police.

    If it is not, then it will scare the snake away.

    However, after thinking about it, I think it's a pity that no one can be caught just because of this sudden incident.

    Didn't we just want to catch Mr. Qi before we set off to Qi's house?

    The messy thoughts gradually smoothed out, and I said in a deep voice: "No matter which one it is, we must either catch them all, or get some clues to destroy his arrogance and plan."

    Zhang Er's frowning brows also relaxed a lot, he nodded to me, and his tone was a little appreciative: "It's right to think so, he took Li Dexian's skull, Li Dexian should be the person who hates you the most  , These villagers will not be too many, and I don¡¯t know what he wants to get from the villagers, or whether he wants to kill the villagers to take something, if he destroys it, part of his plan will be broken.  It shouldn't be easy for a villager who hates you like this."

    "It would be a surprise if he could be caught directly."

    I took a long breath and agreed with Zhang Er's statement.

    Obviously, Chen Xiaopang's face became flustered after hearing our words.

    He asked anxiously: "Brother Sixteen, do these people really want to kill the whole village? I don't think he is a good person, so I can't let him do this. My parents grandpa, and other people in the village  "

    "Don't worry Chen Xiaopang, Brother Sixteen won't let him succeed, but now I have to entrust you with one thing." I squinted my eyes and looked at Chen Xiaopang firmly.

    "What's the matter! Brother Sixteen, tell me, I'm sure I'll do it right!" Chen Xiaopang's body trembled several times, even with the fat on his face, his small eyes were full of determination.

    "Wait a while, put another bowl of rice on your body, quietly go back to the vicinity of Wang's idiot's house, and help Brother Sixteen keep an eye on it. If there is any movement or accident, you call, if you can see the old man  , you take a photo and let Brother Sixteen see who it is."

    "If they find you, take out the bowl, say that Granny Liu asked you to send the rice, and ask if you can sell it for money. They shouldn't embarrass you. But you must not let them know that I'm here  .¡± I quickly finished speaking, and this was the only way I could think of for a safe follow-up.

    Chen Xiaopang is from the village, Zhang Er and Mao Yuanyang are strangers, and I can't even guard them.

    It is not yet dark at this moment, and the manpower has not yet arrived. I am afraid that these people will have other changes, so that we will be caught off guard.

    "I got it! Brother Sixteen, don't worry, leave it on me!" As he said, Chen Xiaopang patted his chest vigorously.

    He ran into my kitchen to pack rice.

    I calmed down for a while, but I couldn't let go of the breath in my heart, and my thoughts were still serious.

    Mao Yuanyang finally spoke: "This little fat man, is he reliable? I want to cast a talisman on him. If he"

    I shook my head and replied: "If there is a talisman, if he discovers it, then the problem will be even bigger. Besides, I can trust Chen Xiaopang. There are not many people in this village who can trust me. When my father died, he was the one who reported the letter."

    "We entered the village just now, thanks to the fact that no one saw us, otherwise the word would have spread. Besides, we have to go through the whole village to get to the Wang's house, so we will inevitably not meet the villagers. It is safest to encircle the village quickly when we are ready."

    Mao Yuanyang didn't say anything else.

    After a while, Chen Xiaopang also ran out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice. He took out a thick fake mobile phone, asked me for a phone number, and dialed one. Then he nodded to me seriously.  , leave from the yard.

    I glanced at the time, we returned to Feng's house from the mountain, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

    After that, the person who went to Qi's house to meet the police spent some time communicating with Zou Weimin, and then arrived at Xiaoliu Village. It was almost noon now.

    There are still several hours before dark, and we have to wait in the yard.

    "Uncle Zhang, take a rest, Guanzhu Mao, everyoneHaven't slept all night, take a little rest.  "I said.

    Mao Yuanyang hummed lightly, and after entering the main room, he sat on a chair casually, closed his eyes and meditated.

    I originally said to find a room for Zhang Er, but Zhang Er waved his hand and said: "During the few months I stayed on Ji Niang Mountain, I, who was half buried in the loess, slept too much. The old man didn't sleep much. Sixteen  You do need to rest and recharge your batteries."

    "I'll let the wind blow, you go to sleep."

    "This" I originally planned to let it go by myself, but after Zhang Er said this, I didn't insist.

    Having not slept all day and all night, my head is still faintly heavy and painful.  Although my consciousness and thoughts are clear, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to swing the mourning stick at night, which will hinder me.  Turning around and entering his room, lying on the familiar bed, looking up at the beam above the house, he was full of thoughts for a while.

    In just a few months, I returned to the village in despair after graduating from university, my father died, and I took over the gray fairy gloves from my grandma, and the Yin technique from my grandpa

    He was no longer the same Luo Shiliu as before.

    A few months ago, even if I was dreaming, I would never have imagined that I would become a Mr. Yin Yang one day.

    It is absolutely unexpected that I have such a deep relationship with the Tudi Emperor in Neiyang City. At the beginning, I was devastated to repay the student loans. Now the money seems to be not so difficult to earn.

    However, the intrigue is very exhausting.

    I really want to spend time with my grandma after these things are resolved, and let her enjoy the family happiness, and I don't want to be so exhausted anymore.

    Even if you only connect to the yin, it¡¯s good to have a look at Fengshui, I don¡¯t want to get involved in the disputes between these Fengshui masters and Mr. Yin and Yang.

    Because either you die, or I die!  With his head held in his hands and tied to his belt, he would never see the sun tomorrow.

    Subconsciously, I reached out and stroked the mourning stick. The cold stick made me feel a little more at ease.

    After I fell asleep, when I woke up, it was dark outside.

    The hair in my head improved a lot, shaking my head, I also woke up.

    Walking out of the room, Mao Yuanyang was already sitting on a chair in the yard, with the Maotao sword lying across his knees!

    Zhang Er was squatting on the ground on the other side, holding a branch in his hand, and drawing something on the ground.

    I found that there were a lot of food on the wooden table in the main room, all of which were sweet potatoes, noodles, and potatoes from my house, which had been cooked.

    "It's getting dark, Shiliu, have something to eat, the person arranged by Guanzhu Mao has arrived." Zhang Er got up and told me.

    I entered the main room, ate a stomachful of food indiscriminately, and became more energetic.

    Chen Xiaopang has never called him, so there should be no problem.

    At this time, the time passed by a lot.

    Twilight, gradually replaced by night!

    Mao Yuanyang also suddenly said: "People are entering the village. I arranged for a few nimble scouts to find the way. The village is very empty and there is basically no one. They should have gathered in the abandoned house of the Wang family. Now they are still continuing to advance.  The rear manpower has assembled at the entrance of the village."

    "Luo Shiliu, it seems that in this Xiaoliu Village, you really didn't win many hearts. Back then, Mr. Yinshu, you shouldn't have"

    ""

    I squinted my eyes, interrupted his words directly, and said: "Guanzhu Mao, if you haven't experienced what I have experienced, don't think that I have not won people's hearts. Some people's hearts are worse than ghosts, and some people are even more heartless."  of." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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