Chapter 152

T-shirt man takes a deep breath and looks at Zen master Baimei.

The white eyebrow Zen master laughs: "the night dragon eats really is a good thing, its just spirit, even forced the ghost market away. It seems that last night, it was not the night dragon feast that was stolen, but the night dragon feast that protected the villagers and expelled all the ghosts who participated in the ghost city! Amitabha, there is no limit to merit. "

Li Mazi excitedly grabbed the corner of the white eyebrow Zen master's clothes and asked, "so that night, the Dragon feast is still in the village?"

The white eyebrow Zen master nodded: "should it still be there? If we are lucky enough to borrow the night dragon to eat, it will be much easier to do... "

T-shirt man's face also filled with a relief smile.

Although he smiled reluctantly, it was a miracle of time to see him smile.

"Let's go and have a look at the night dragon feast." T-shirt man said.

At this moment, we are all like beating chicken blood. I didn't expect that things that seem to be in short supply could change so fast overnight.

We followed the T-shirt man out of the haystack and headed for the brick house yesterday.

Because yesterday, when the two villagers were chatting, they sent us a message. It was a man named uncle Zhong who was eaten by the night dragon.

When we came to Uncle Zhong's house, we found an old man in his fifties was chopping firewood in the courtyard. Zhao Benshan's sketches were on a ragged radio. I was a little envious of the old man's life.

Seeing the stranger coming, the old man put down his axe inexplicably and asked, "who are you looking for?"

"Hello, old man, we are here for a tour. I found that the Fengshui in your yard is also very good, so come in and have a look." I made up a random reason to say.

"Liar." The old man is going to blow us out.

I immediately waved, "no, no, sir, this is for you."

Then he took out several hundred yuan bills from his pocket and thrust them into his arms: "we have no other requirements, so we want to walk in your yard and have a look at Fengshui."

When the old man saw the money, his attitude towards us suddenly improved. He smiled and said, "let's turn around! I didn't expect that there was Feng Shui in this broken room. No wonder I am so old and can chop wood and carry water. Young people can't compare with me. "

I smiled politely and then walked around the yard.

After a turn, I asked tentatively, "old gentleman, have you ever stored a dragon horn here?"

"What dragon horn? No. " The old man replied.

"It was dug out of the ground a few days ago." I warned.

The old man's blank expression: "I'm kidding. I haven't worked in the field for several days..."

I was even more surprised: "is that true?"

"The old man swore:" cheat you to hit five thunder

I also want to continue to ask, but the T-shirt man looked at me lightly and said, "let's go."

Go? Don't you see the dragon eating at night? What kind of medicine is on sale in the t-shirt men's gourd.

But T-shirt man's attitude is very tough, with us left.

When he reached the head of the village, he stopped and said, "it's strange..."

I quickly asked where the T-shirt monster was?

T-shirt man explained: "just when you talked, I was staring at the old man. He didn't tell a lie from the beginning to the end, so it's useless for you to ask again. And I felt that the smell of the night dragon meal had disappeared. This village is really strange. "

I don't believe the T-shirt man's words. I always subconsciously think that the old man just doesn't want us to watch the night dragon feast.

At the moment, a villager passed by the entrance of the village. I recognized the villager at a glance. Isn't it the man who said yesterday that uncle Zhong dug out the Dragon horns? He must know.

So I immediately ran up, gave the villager a cigarette, smiled and said, "Hello, we are from the County Cultural Relics Protection Bureau. I heard that you dug a dragon horn here, so I came to identify it."

He was stunned and looked at me for no reason.

"Don't worry, we're just here to take a picture, identify it, and never take anything away."

The other side is more confused: "what do you say? I can't understand you, brother. What dragon horns do you hear from? It's the wrong place. "

I looked back at Zen master Bai Mei and T-shirt man. Their faces were not good-looking.

I was a little worried: "think about it again. Some time ago, uncle Zhong dug out a horn on a faucet in the ground? We want to see if it's Dragon. After all, is dragon not the only thing in the legend? The country is curious. "

"Sick." The villager cried and laughed, "return the Dragon horn. If we dug out a dragon horn, we would have been the Dragon Lord long ago. There is no time to chat with you here."

I don't think he seems to be lying, so I'm even more nervous. What kind of power is it? It makes villagers lose their memories overnight.

"You remember the fog yesterday." I asked tentatively."Fog, what fog? I'll leave as soon as I have nothing to do. There's wheat in the field waiting for me to clean up. " With that, the villagers will leave.

"Wait, don't you really feel something wrong? The cattle in your village are gone. "

"Well?" When I said this, the villagers were stunned and looked at me inexplicably: "the animals are gone, the animals are gone?"

He seemed to be in a dream. The whole person was stupid. He kept mumbling this sentence and then walked away.

I looked at him a little worried. How could this guy be like a demon.

I went back to Zen master Baimei and asked him what was going on? How can the villagers lose their memories collectively.

The white eyebrow Zen master sighed and said: "it seems that we want to get the night dragon's feast. It's the end of the world. The other side can even control the thoughts of the whole village and brainwash them. This kind of power can't be countered by us. "

"I don't believe in this evil," cried Pockmarked Li angrily. "I have to find out who stole the night dragon feast."

I see T-shirt man. T-shirt man is also cold.

"Let's go." The white eyebrow Zen master waved and said, "find a place, and we will discuss it."

We are helpless to follow behind the white eyebrow Zen master, the heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It's so complicated that it's far more complicated than all the Yin things I met before.

But whether we can get the night dragon meal or not, we must try.

Just ten minutes after we left, we heard a cry for help from the village: "come on, come on, iron ox is hanging."

The white eyebrow Zen master's face turned gray in an instant: "no, go back quickly, that thing has started to the villagers!"

Said, white eyebrow Zen master then speeded up the speed, we also followed closely after the past.

We found that many villagers were gathering at the door of a family to point, and on the doorframe of that family, there was a man hanging at the moment. His eyes were wide open, full of fear, and his tongue was pulled out, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He seemed to be making faces before he died, which was really strange.

And the dead man, we also know, is the villager who just asked dragon horn at the entrance of the village.

"Amitabha." The white eyebrow Zen master bowed and hurried us away.

"You killed him..." After walking far away, master Bai Mei suddenly looked at me with burning eyes and said.

"What do you mean?" I was shocked for a moment: "he hanged himself. It's none of my business."