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Leng Wuzui did not say anything.

The old fool sat there with his head down, not saying a word. He rarely spoke, which meant that he was just discussing the matter of the grave. He had no idea. One side fell, the other side fell.

"Third child, you said that you were hit by a Yin Bow and that you made a lot of dirty things. Are you sure about this? " The old tutor slowly spoke after a long moment of silence.

"Dad, can I speak randomly about this kind of thing? I have no other choice, that's why I do it."

"Alright, let's do it this way then. I've thought about a lot of things just now, since the old woman has gone, we should go live after her." I'll go and talk to the old lady, and she'll understand. "

"Ah!" The old fool seemed to be taken aback. "Dad, why do I feel like something isn't right?"

"What's wrong?" The old man asked.

The old fool whispered, "Did you really speak with your mother? Didn't she leave?"

At this point, he asked me this question. Although he didn't seem to ask it well on the surface, I was suspicious. I don't think he can really talk to the old lady, and she's been with us all the time. We often encounter a ghost, perhaps a mere image, hovering in a corner, or just a sound, not a shadow of it. This is a glass explanation for the fact that human waves can't resonate with two frequencies at the same time, but I think he does, to a certain extent, explain this phenomenon, but it's flawed because I can see and hear it, and I can hit it. Of course, this might have something to do with my fate, so to an ordinary person like the old gramps, I felt that he should belong to the category described by the glass. Furthermore, the old lady had been by his side the entire time, and the ghost was another form of human existence. It was impossible for it to teleport at any given moment, allowing it to travel a thousand miles in a single day. What we normally see is the soul drifting about erratically. According to the resonance of the waves, it is actually the frequency of our biological waves that is fluctuating. Sometimes we can resonate, sometimes we can't.

"I won't say this, I won't say it." With that, the old man stood up and left. When I saw him leave, we couldn't just stay here and follow him back. I didn't drink much, but I also felt a little dizzy, so as soon as I got home I got into the car and went to sleep. Since Leng Wuzui's father agreed to be able to get up from the grave, I believe that there should be no major problems. I believe that the only obstacle would be the boss. Since this person said he wanted revenge, I figured that with his character, he would definitely do it, so I had to be wary of him.

Sigh, my judgement is too infuriating. I originally wanted to seek justice for the world by punishing those above the law. Who would have thought that I would end up being threatened by the world instead. Right now, even Leng Wuqian is f * cking playing tricks on me, what am I aiming for?

As I thought about it, I fell asleep. As soon as I fell asleep, it happened. It was still the same girl who wore black clothes last night. She stood in front of me and cried and begged me to let her go. She begged me to let her go.

I thought to myself, just who are you, did you find the wrong person, when did I hurt you, let alone let you go. I opened my mouth to ask, but to my surprise, I couldn't speak. I couldn't move. The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. After a long, furious roar, my body instantly relaxed. The woman suddenly cried out, turned around, and left in a puff of smoke.

I woke up and found myself sweating. Looks like I was wrong. I thought that yesterday's dream was just a normal dream, but now that I thought about it, something didn't seem right. Who exactly was that woman? Why did she keep begging me to let her go?

"Things that don't interfere in the mortal world" implied that she wasn't a mortal, but an outsider, a ghost or a monster. Last night she said how many disasters she had been through, what heavenly thunders and earths. Thinking about it like this, it seemed like the monster's side was a bit bigger. Was this a warning to the future? Or was it a reflection of the past?

If it was a warning of the future, of course I had nothing to say. But if it was a reflection of the past, there was only one possibility: the remaining snake. That's right, the remaining snake seemed to be the black snake. She didn't want to die, so she tried to avoid it. It couldn't be that when she saw Green Snake die from the old beggar's astral aura, Fang Xing realized that there was always a capable man in the world and knew that it would be difficult for him to escape death. So that's why I'm begging her to let me go? But this is an old beggar's business, can I make a decision? Besides, she had now repentance in her heart. Presumably, she had already left her ambition long ago.

So I took my cell phone and tried to call Dazhi.

Unexpectedly, his phone displayed five missed calls along with a message. I looked through it and it was all Lu Si Ran's call. It was all for this afternoon. My cell phone was in a state of vibration, a habit from college. I was afraid that if I broke it, I would put it in front of the car, so I didn't feel it. I opened that piece of information, and it was also from Lu Siran. The content was very simple. "Come back, I'm afraid!"

"I'm confused now." Come back, I know you want me to go back, but I can't go back at this critical moment. " I'm afraid, that's hard to understand. What's there to be afraid of? I think I'll call him and ask him. It's been a few days, and my anger has subsided quite a bit.

The other side shut down their phone.

I called Big Hope and asked him how he was doing. Dazhi was home now, but he still couldn't move his legs. Tathagata, no wonder that snake asked me for help. It seems that Dazhi left the hospital, because once Dazhi left, she was exposed. This way, it would be easy for the old beggar to find her. Therefore, it was still hard to say if she had repented. It was very likely that she had come to plead for mercy because she felt that she had nowhere else to go. But I can't tell the old beggar about it yet. Once the old beggar knows, he'll probably run back to the city.

I looked through the window. There was no one there. I didn't know where the old beggar and Leng Wudi had gone to. After some sleep, I felt much more clear-headed. I got out of the car and shouted around, but no one answered.

Why have they all left, leaving me here by myself is too outrageous. I decided to walk around, so I walked down the alley in front of the door. After walking for about two hundred meters, there was no more road. At the end of the alley was a river leading to something. Of course, there was no water in the river, so it was more appropriate to call it a ditch. South of the ditch was a large field. I was stunned for a moment. When I looked back, I saw the boss again, but from the distance, based on his position, he was probably in front of the house, poking his head into the yard. He looked around and sneaked into the yard.

What was he trying to do? Stealthily, perhaps doing something shameful, I ran back down the alley. This boss has a big problem. From the first time I met him, I found out that he had a problem. Just when Leng Wuzui said that he wanted to add a grave, his expression suddenly changed and he coincidentally caught my attention. Furthermore, there should be some sort of deal between him and the boss. I didn't dare to say what it was yet, but I guessed that it might be related to the Yin Bow since the time was over 20 days ago. However, there was a problem. The boss was a filial son, and the two of them could not be the person who released the Yin Bow. Who was it that had released the Yin Bow? Why did he aim the Sang arrow at Leng Wuzui? I think he must have known, because he was the man in charge, and he arranged all the big and small things in the funeral.

I ran all the way back, so the moment I entered the courtyard, I was on my way out, with the two jade balls in my hands.

I say, what are you doing?

The boss was stunned for a moment before raising his head with his stomach. With a haughty attitude, he said slowly, "It's fine, I'll talk to his dad!"

"Is there a need to be so secretive?"

"Young man, how can you talk like that? What are you being so sneaky for? Everyone has to respect me for being low down here. Is there a need for me to do that?"

Aiyo, I thought to myself, you really think so much of yourself. Don't you know a little more about funeral rituals? Seeing that I didn't say anything, the boss thought that I had nothing to say, so he walked out with the corner of his mouth curled.

I hurriedly asked, "Boss, may I ask who placed the Yin Bow when we were burying the mother of Leng Chao?"

"You also know Yin Bows?" Startled, the boss turned around and asked. To tell the truth, at my age, I guess eighty to ninety percent of people don't know what a Yin Bow is. It was because it was very taboo for strangers to follow the funeral and go down the well. Even if they went to take a look, most of them only knew of rare sights and only knew of the existence of a bow and arrow. As for what it was used for, very few people would want to ask about it, let alone avoid it. Thus, the boss' question was indeed reasonable.

"Of course I know, who did you arrange to release the Yin Bow? Why did he hit the Yin Bow on Leng Wuzui? "

When the old head heard my words, his face suddenly changed and the jade ball in his hand almost fell down. He repeatedly said, "I don't know that I forgot, but after saying that, I hurriedly left. I followed him to the courtyard door to take a look, but I could no longer find his figure."

I looked at the sky and saw that the sun had set. The sky to the west was slightly yellow. I walked around the yard and thought about it again. What was certain was that this boss had definitely been involved in the matter regarding the Yin Bow. He must have known about it. Combined with his boss's behavior when he was collecting debts from his boss, it was obvious that his boss was the main culprit. To put it bluntly, the boss spent 3000 yuan to bribe the boss, and thus the boss arranged for the person with the Yin Bow to aim the Sang arrow at Leng Chao. But if the two of them were brothers, could the boss really do something so inhumane? What was the reason behind the enmity between the two brothers?

As I was thinking, I heard a shout from behind me." The voice was weak and dull, as if it were being spoken in a jar. With a start, I turned around. Behind me were the three large brick houses. The courtyard was also empty. Not a single person could be seen. Weird, no one. Why would someone call me? Even though my voice was very muffled, I did hear it. I looked again, and suddenly I saw a figure standing at the door of the middle room, for it was now dark, and the door was a rather old wooden door (presumably the kitchen had been moved in before, for the old couplet had faded, of course), so dark that I had not noticed it at first.