I had a total of two dreams about Ji Niang marrying a husband. In the first dream, Ma Baoyi was in it, but the second time he disappeared.
Ma Baoyi will not die so easily, besides, he still has Ma Lianyu and so many corpses with him.
Going up to Ji Niang Mountain will definitely not avoid him, sooner or later you will have to confront him.
Fortunately, I am no longer the Luo Shiliu who was manipulated by others.
Between thoughts, the plane boarded the runway, and the scenery outside the window quickly receded.
With a muffled bang, the plane took off.
The destination is within the province, and the entire flight time does not exceed two hours.
Blind Chen was fine, Mr. Yin and Shen Ji were no different, but it was difficult for Mrs. He.
During this period, she kept pale and pursed her mouth, and finally vomited once.
When she finally got off the plane, Mrs. He had a serious face, saying that she would never get into this iron bump again when she went back, and that she would ride in the car well, and being down-to-earth was better than anything else.
The airport is still nearly a hundred kilometers away from the counties, but as soon as we got the salute and left the airport, there was a car waiting outside.
I vaguely felt that the driver looked familiar, and he should be one of the ones who detained me and Blind Chen back then.
When we arrived at Ji Niang Village outside the suburbs of the counties, it was already dusk.
After the car stopped, there was a small courtyard next to it. If you look out along this road, you can still see the single-door mansion of "Shoushan Temple in various counties" in the distance.
"Luo Shiliu, you rest in this small courtyard first, and someone will settle you down, and you can directly ask for anything you need."
"I have to prepare for going up the mountain. I have been away for such a long time, and I also need to communicate with the village, and I have to be prepared about the Taoist priest and the green corpse."
"It's safer here than anywhere else."
Obviously, when he returned to Ji Niang Village, Mr. Yin's demeanor changed slightly, as if everything was at his fingertips, within the palm of his hand.
I nodded, and Mr. Yin and Shen Ji left together in another direction.
The driver opened the courtyard door for us, and at the same time said that his name was Shen Jiu, and we could talk to him if we needed anything.
There are about seven or eight rooms in the courtyard, and Shen Jiu arranged rooms for each of us.
Granny He went straight into the house, while Blind Chen smoked in the yard.
I asked Shen Jiu to prepare some hot meals, soup, and bring some thick clothes.
Shen Jiu left from the courtyard.
Blind Chen also handed me a cigarette.
After smoking one, I shrank my shoulders.
Liangzhou has a high altitude and cold weather. In February and March, it is early spring elsewhere, and it is still the same as winter here.
"Replenish your energy and store up your energy, and use the same to cope with all changes. If you are in danger, you must take care of yourself, understand?" Blind Chen suddenly reminded me.
I nodded, some things need not be said clearly. For Mr. Yin, I still have sufficient vigilance.
About ten minutes later, Shen Jiu came back, followed by a few people, carrying a stove with a bubbling soup pot on it, the aroma of beef offal overflowed, and the soup turned white.
Shen Jiu was carrying a large package in his hand, which clearly contained thick cotton clothes. In addition, someone brought a food box.
After distributing the clothes, Blind Chen sent them to Mrs. He, and I put on the thick clothes I just got in the yard, and hurriedly sat in front of the stove to warm my hands.
Shen Jiu left me a phone number, saying that he will leave first, and call him if there is anything to do.
At the end of the day, he said that it was cold at night, so try not to move around much.
Obviously, I can feel that the other people Shen Jiu brought didn't have a good impression of us, and their expressions were relatively indifferent, showing complete rejection.
Shen Jiu was slightly better, that's all.
After they left, Blind Chen also came out with Mrs. He.
I opened the food box, which contained bowls and chopsticks, some refreshing side dishes, and noodles.
I filled two bowls full of beef offal soup for Mrs. Chen Blind and He, and I also slid down a bowl. There was hot soup in my stomach, which dispelled the fatigue of the journey.
The last twilight receded unknowingly, and the moon climbed into the night sky. Under the cold moonlight, Mrs. He's white hair at the temples was a little messy. Blind Chen was sitting next to her, smoking a roll, the moonlight reflected in the His slightly aged face.
They put down the bowls and chopsticks without eating much, but my appetite was much better than before. I ate up a large pot of offal.
Finally, we warmed up in the yard for a while. During this period, Chen Xiazi and I also recounted our last encounter at Jiniang Mountain.? Mrs. He said it.
? Including Ma Baoyi and Zhang Er, all of them were also described.
Regarding Zhang Er, Mrs. He obviously didn't know him.
Regarding Ma Baoyi, she expressed her opinion.
It is said that this person will not hesitate to risk his life for what he wants, and he will not hesitate to do anything for his life.
Although Ji Niang is powerful, but after all she failed to make a move, Ma Baoyi will definitely not die. A corpse chaser like him will always be put to death and reborn later. We still have to be careful, whether Ma Baoyi is hiding any tricks inside.
These words also deepened my vigilance. Mrs. He is right. Ma Baoyi is a corpse exorcist. What if he puts him to death and comes back to control some corpses on Ji Niang's grave? Then the danger is greatly increased
Unknowingly, it was half past nine, Mrs. He was obviously tired, and Blind Chen helped her into the room.
I stayed in the yard for a while before entering the house. After lying on the bed, I took it out to study the shadows and mountains.
Mr. Yin only understands part of the content of Burying Shadows and Watching Mountains, and I don't know how far my own Shadow Burying Technique is at the moment, maybe I already know more than him.
It's just that I don't know why, he hasn't come to take back the parchment yet?
Is it because I haven't fully read it, or is it because of other reasons?
The drowsiness came slowly, but I didn't hold back and fell asleep.
I didn't sleep well this time.
At first I slept very deeply, and I don't know how long it took. Sometimes I felt a cold wind in my neck, sometimes my feet were cool, and my hands were too cold.
Between half dream and half awake, I just want to curl up.
This is everyone's instinct. When falling asleep, if it is cold, they will curl up into the quilt as much as possible and don't want to open their eyes.
In the end, I didn't move my hand, as if I was being grabbed.
Shocked, I opened my eyes suddenly.
As a result, I found that there was a middle-aged man wearing a black padded jacket sitting beside my bed.
Both eyes stared straight at my chest.
Two hands gripped my wrists respectively, and fiddled with my fingers on my chest.
The crackling sound is extraordinarily crisp.
Even when I woke up, he didn't seem to feel it, and his movements still didn't stop.
On my chest, the long wooden box containing the golden abacus was opened.
What he is holding my hand to fiddle with is the golden abacus!
"Are you awake?" Suddenly, another gloomy voice came.
This voice did not come from the mouth of the middle-aged man. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com