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"Alright, first question, how do we get the soul of the glass back?" This is the problem that I'm most concerned about and also the most urgent one. As long as I can get the soul of the glass back, I can talk about other matters later.

The leopard cat smiled, as if this wasn't a problem for him, and then he said, "Cry the soul! At night, with the lamp in his hand, he circled the well three times, calling out the name of the glass. After he had finished walking, he continued to shout at the place where he had fallen into the water, until the lamp's flame turned green. Then he placed the lamp on the glass forehead, and patted his Hundred Ascension Point until he woke up. Of course, before that, we must control Wu Rilan's husband. "

"How do I control this dead man?"

"What do you think?" The leopard cat said without raising its head.

I didn't understand what he was saying at first, but then I realized he was trying to get me to suppress him as a verdict, to get him to leave the water for the time being. Actually, I still have a lot of questions about the soul calling process he mentioned. For example, why did he have to turn it three times and why did the flames turn green? Why did he tap at the Baihui acupoint? However, according to this method of questioning, he would probably not be able to ask all the questions even if it was dark. Thus, he decided to get to the main point.

"Well, the second question. Was it a coincidence that Wu Rilan's son and her husband died one after the other?"

The leopard was surprised to hear this, as if he hadn't expected me to ask this question. He probably thought that most people would only realize that this was a natural disaster and sympathize deeply with it, but wouldn't even question the necessity of it. That's why he was surprised by the question I was able to put forward. He thought for a while, and finally said, "I can't answer this question completely. There is a heaven's will hidden inside, so I can't casually leak it out. But I can say it was no accident, and not even the death of her father-in-law. As for why it wasn't a coincidence, I can only give you a reminder that this matter is related to the Dragon King's Temple. I'll recommend someone to you, you go ask him, he's called Yang Jianmin, nicknamed Hunchback Yang. "

Yang Tuo, I know this person too well. I met him two days ago, the old man who was bent at the waist and anxious to go to the church before Huang Xuanlong was captured, an impetuous old man. It's just that I don't understand how he could have had anything to do with this. The leopard cat was afraid of exposing her secret, so she refused to answer. And how did Wu Rilan's father-in-law die? Was the three generations of death related to this so-called Dragon King's Temple?

"Alright, third question. Do you know about Huang Xuanlong?"

The leopard nodded.

"Then how do you see him?"

"This question is the key. Huang Xuanlong really does know some side skills, causing the surrounding Yin and Yang to move too quickly. This is the most serious problem, so Huang Xuanlong cannot be allowed to stay."

After all, it's a leopard cat, and she has a longer view than I do, her vision is also wider than mine. With his words, I can confirm that Huang Xuanlong definitely escaped with the help of some evil people, which means that his escape can definitely be classified as a supernatural event, and this supernatural event is definitely caused by him, so where is he right now?

"Huang Xuanlong fled after being arrested. In your opinion, where would he go?"

The leopard cat spread her hands and laughed, "How would I know if I grew my legs on him? But don't be anxious. Naturally, he will come and find you, but before he does, you must endure some calamities. "

"You mean, he'll do something bad to me? "Then the fourth question …"

Before I could finish my fourth question, the leopard cat had already extinguished the fire at the bottom of the pot. She patted the dust off her hands and interrupted me, "It's about time to eat." Then he stood up and reached for the bowl of rice on the counter.

The meaning of this was obvious. It was to give the order to expel the guest.

I thanked him and left with my tail between my legs. When I reached the door, I cursed under my breath, blindly touching the hot pot to burn you to death. Just as I finished thinking about it, the sound of a leopard cat came from the house. "Aiyo!" I secretly rejoiced in my heart.

Go find Hunchback Yang.

At the east end of the village was a river on its way to the north and south, which was somewhat reluctant to do so because the river was flowing, and this river was mostly still. Only during the rainy season did the river surge up over the embankment, pulling the fishing net along the embankment to prevent the fish from being washed away by the heavy water during the rainy season. On the east side of the river was a main road, on the west side was a field. Hunchback Yang lived on the west side of the river, in a small house facing the south. I thought to myself that it was actually a wise choice for an old man to have to live in this place because his children had been kicked out of the house. To live in this quiet and peaceful old age, that was the dream of many people.

He was eating when I found Camel Yang. The table was under a peach tree in the yard, and on the west side of the yard was a small vegetable garden with a variety of dishes and a kennel on one side of the door. The entire yard was tidied up and looked very comfortable.

"Aiyo, Boss Yang is eating right now."

If it was in the city, I would choose to call him Master Yang.

Yang Tuo raised his head and looked at me. He seemed very surprised by my appearance. "Er …" Erlang Shen is here, hurry up and take a seat. " As he spoke, he turned around and went back inside the house and brought out a wooden stool. His movements were extremely nimble. He was no longer young, he was about seventy-five years old, and as the saying goes, life has been slow for a long time. His actions were still as vigorous as before. It was indeed enviable.

As soon as I sat down, he began to speak, the same way he did, very fast and not very clearly. "Hey, Jiro, what happened that night? It was so scary."

I didn't answer his question directly, because once it started, there was no end, so I deliberately changed the subject. However, asking about the Dragon King's Temple from the start is too abrupt, so I should ask about the Black Yellow School first, this way I can get more information.

"Boss Yang, let me ask you, do you think the Black Yellow School is very efficient?"

Yang Tuo was stunned, as if he did not expect me to ask him this question. However, after being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly said while trembling, "Yes, yes, yes."

"Why do you say that?"

"How should we put it? Let me tell you something, it's about 20 days ago. It's really scary. If it wasn't for Sect Leader Huang's guidance, this old man would have already lost his life here. "

Because Yang Tuo was an impatient person, he spoke very quickly. He would ruthlessly dig up some things that were not really important to him, and sometimes, he would run around with his mouth full of trains, and say whatever he wanted. Thus, he had to concentrate and listen, and slowly sort out the main line, which only then could he understand. It was a little scary, but I hadn't seen it for long, so it hadn't reached that level yet. And there were places where he seemed to be exaggerating in order to render the atmosphere, and places where he was clearly in conflict with common sense and needed to be corrected. I tried to recover the truth of the matter. As for whether it was true or not, I had never experienced it myself, so it was hard to say.

It happened one night when Yang Tuo was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by a noise. It was around 12: 30 AM. In his own words, the sound was like the sound of boiling water in a stove. "Gulugulu ~ gulugulugulugulu", the sound was unceasing. Yang Tuo thought to himself, "What is this sound? I haven't even boiled water yet." After listening carefully, he realized that the sound did not come from his house. It sounded like it came from outside the yard. He didn't want to ask, and thought it was inconvenient to come in and out in the middle of the night, but the noise was getting louder and louder and he couldn't sleep. In the end, Hunchback Yang couldn't take it anymore, so he put on some clothes and left the house. The moonlight outside was very bright, making the whole courtyard as bright as day. He thought it was probably the movement of the fish in the river, which was called flinging its seeds. The flinging of its seeds by adult fish was like flinging them into the water, and when they did so, they would constantly beat the water with their tails.

Twenty days ago, it should have been the end of August. According to the time taken, the moon was not as bright as it was then, and it should have started to fade away slowly. That was why it was inaccurate for Yang Tuo to say that it was as bright as day. Yang Tuo then wrapped his clothes around his body. Although it was still very hot in the late August, it would still be a little cold in the later half of the night. Yang Tuo opened the courtyard door and tiptoed out. The surroundings were completely silent, even the worms by the river seemed to have fallen asleep.

The place where Hunchback Yang lived was at the easternmost part of the village, on the west side of the river, surrounded by fields and fields. It was three hundred meters to the north before anyone came to live, and it was the latter half of the night. He stood at the entrance of the yard and looked around. Sure enough, the sound came from the river, so he gently walked to the shore and squatted down. He wanted to see how big the fish that could make such a big noise were. Under the hazy moonlight, the river surface was covered in a vast expanse of whiteness. The sound came from the middle of the river, and when Yang Tuo looked over, he was shocked.

It turned out that the water in the middle of the river was like a pot that was boiling, and the water was surging upwards. The splashing was very big, as if the water was boiling, and the constant gurgling sounds could be heard. Hunchback Yang had never seen such a scene before. He could not help but take in a deep breath as he tried to guess what was going on. How could there be soup being boiled in the middle of a river? Out of curiosity, Hunchback Yang just squatted there without moving, watching.

Seeing this, Yang Tuo became more and more worried. He thought to himself, "There's no point in just flipping through the books like that. I can't just watch for a night, right?" Thinking of this, Yang Tuo got up and prepared to leave. However, just as he was about to turn around, the situation had changed. It was as if this change was just to satisfy Hunchback Yang's curiosity.

As the water in the river churned, a black substance gradually flowed out. Seeing the sequel, the hunchbacked camel squatted down again, staring at the surface of the water without moving at all. The black object slowly rose to the surface of the water. Then, the object underneath the black object gradually floated up to the surface of the water. It was faintly discernible in the water mist that was rising up from the water. Yang Tuo thought he was seeing things. He hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked again. When he saw this, Yang Tuo's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. His mind went blank, and his body collapsed on the ground with a 'gulping' sound. His soul had almost flown out of his body. Because he saw a woman standing on the water, dressed in white, with her head down, and the black thing was her long hair. From the angle, the woman was facing Yang Tuo, who was standing motionless on the surface of the water. The water beneath his feet was still churning.

Hunchbacked, Camel Yang kept saying, "Oh my god, oh my god." At this moment, the woman slowly moved closer and stopped at the shore. She was very close to Hunchback Yang, at most two meters tall, so she could see very clearly and even could see that her hair was dripping with water. The woman slowly raised her head. Her white face was swollen, without a trace of blood. Her eyes were white without pupils. Her mouth opened and closed. After a while, the woman slowly raised her arm and beckoned to Hunchback Yang. At this moment, Yang Tuo's body seemed to have been electrocuted. He slowly stood up and began to walk forward. Just as he was about to touch the woman's hand, the sound of dogs barking came from the courtyard. Yang Tuo woke up with a start. With a cry of "aiya", he turned around and ran into the courtyard. He had only run three or five steps when he heard the heart-wrenching shriek of a woman behind him. The water splashed all over Hunchback Yang, completely wetting his clothes. When he returned to the house and locked the door, he found himself completely drenched in sweat.

"Erlang, who do you think is not afraid of this matter?" Yang Tuo said while stroking the puppy beside him.

"And then?"

"Then I must have wanted to move away. When I told my daughter and my son-in-law, they didn't believe me at all. They insisted that I said that on purpose because I wanted them to raise me and didn't want me to stay. Jiro, do you think he shouldn't have raised me? They didn't want to keep me, so I had nowhere to go and had to come back and live. After my last lesson, I slept very early every day, but every night I could hear the water splashing in the river and the screams of the women, which made me panic and lose sleep for several nights. "

I asked him how he got into the Black Yellow School.

"Later on, I heard that the Black Yellow School helped a rich wife to drive out ghosts, so I participated. When the Black Yellow School's Sect Leader heard me say that the water ghost was causing trouble, he followed me home and spent an entire day by the river. Needless to say, ever since he transcended, that water ghost has never appeared again. I am old, he said, and my fire is weak, and I cannot resist the evil spirits. Let me go to his church to worship on time, so that I can resist the evil spirits. "

"Oh, so it's like that. Then how much did he charge you?"

"Six hundred dollars, this is all my savings, but money is a small matter, after spending it I can still earn more, but if I was scared to death here, I would have nothing left. Don't you think so, Jiro? "

I bitterly smiled as I thought to myself, 'Oh, Huang Profound Dragon, I thought you were doing good deeds in order to make the masses proud, but who would have thought that you were doing this for your own selfish.' To be so cruel to an old man who was seventy years old, what an animal! It seemed like Huang Xuanlong's motive was indeed impure, and what was certain was that he had used this opportunity to amass wealth. As for whether or not it was because of what Yi Nian said, he had secretly used a demonic technique to trick others, and then deciphered the treasure later on.

"Has anyone ever drowned in this river?" I asked.

"He must have drowned before. Otherwise, how could there be a water ghost?" Yang Tuo didn't even think about it.

"Anything else?"

"Huang Allah said he did!"

I wondered why you weren't on your way, could he count what he said. "Anything else?"

Yang Tuo thought for a while and said, "This …" I'm afraid not. "

I thought that there wouldn't be a water ghost if there weren't drowning people. From this, I could tell that this Huang Xuanlong was a little suspicious. If that's the case, then Huang Xuanlong's evaluation of him should be the same as a leopard cat.

"Alright, you can continue eating. I have to go back."

Yang Tuo was very enthusiastic, and insisted on staying for a while to chat about family matters. Yang Tuo was very enthusiastic, and insisted on staying for a while to chat about family matters. I said I still had things to do, so let's talk next time. When I just walked out of the courtyard, I suddenly realized something was wrong. I wanted to ask Yang Tuo about the Dragon King's Temple, but after listening to his story for a long time, I forgot about this matter. So I turned around and walked back in.