Zhang Guangrong and Liu Shun also went to the ancestral hall with everyone else. Just waiting was no solution. They were almost unable to bear it, so they twisted a piece of cloth and hung it under the door, then put it around their necks.
Find something to do and the anxiety in your heart will be alleviated.
Chen Yang had been to the ancestral hall in the morning and was familiar with the place inside and out. When he came again in the evening, he had eight more teammates around him, so he should have felt relaxed.
But it didn’t.
The ancestral hall was eerie near midnight.
In addition to being afraid, Chen Yang also couldn't understand one thing. There was no place to hide people in the ancestral hall. Where could Jiang Miao hide
The more I couldn't figure it out, the more I felt an indescribable feeling...
Unconsciously reaching the wall, Chen Yang glanced at his teammates and said, "The door is locked. We have three options. One, we all climb over the wall and get in."
Everyone's eyes were focused on the boy with crutches.
An unfamiliar emotion surged in Chen Yang's heart, the emotion of protecting his child, so fierce that he couldn't suppress it. He couldn't help but ask, "Can the rest of you turn over?"
When everyone was asked, they looked at the outer wall of the ancestral hall.
So high.
They tilt their necks back to inhale. Only those who are good at extreme sports or have received special training can flip over, but it would be very difficult for ordinary people.
So they were silent.
"How did you get in before?" Wang Kuanyou asked Chen Yang, the door was not locked
Chen Yang said, "Run and climb up." He pointed to a place and said, "A place like this can be grabbed with hands and climbed up in a few steps."
Everyone: “…”
How many times? How many times? They really couldn't imagine.
"You often do free-hand rock climbing, right?" Chen Xi's eyes were full of stars, he wanted to pounce on him and ask for a photo, the people in the Chen family are really awesome.
"Rock climbing? Barehanded?" Chen Yang looked puzzled. "I don't have that kind of extreme spirit, and I'm afraid of falling."
"… "
"Then you just like to climb over walls." Chen Xishuang insisted.
Chen Yang twitched his lips: "I don't have this habit. The last time I looked it up was when I was skipping classes in high school, which was many years ago."
The wall became quiet.
Everyone tacitly believed that Chen Yang was lying. As for the reason, the other party refused to say, which meant it was a private matter, so they did not explore it further.
Chen Yang observed the changes in everyone's expressions and saw their doubts and silence. They thought he was lying.
Is it necessary? He just climbed over the wall. He was telling the truth.
Chen Yang couldn't help but feel strange. Girls' physical fitness is naturally weaker, and middle-aged people's physical values have declined a lot in all aspects, so it is not easy for them to climb over the wall.
Chen Yang thought that there was nothing wrong with the three young men, Qian Qin, Wang Kuanyou and Chen Xishuang.
Is that not possible
Is it so difficult to climb over? Chen Yang looked up at the high wall, his eyes unconsciously showing a bit of trance.
"clatter"
The sound of the cane hitting the ground rang in his ears, and Chen Yang's eyes became clear.
"I can't flip." Wang Xiaobei raised her hand on behalf of the team.
Chen Yang nodded to show that he understood, and he said the second option: "Second, stacking people."
This option was rejected even more quickly than the previous one.
No, it can’t be folded.
You can give it a try if you change the environment. Now everyone is under great psychological pressure, their spirits are fragile, and their physical strength has not recovered enough, so no one can lay a foundation.
"Then there is only the third way, to break the lock."
Chen Yang pointed at the copper product on the door and pursed his lips: "This lock looks like the big copper lock used during the Republic of China period. It's very strong. If you knock it forcefully, the noise will be too loud and you'll be exposed."
Everyone: “…”
That means it can't be horizontal or vertical.
"Does anyone here know how to open a lock?" Chen Xishuang thought quickly, "Just like they do on TV, use a piece of wire to pry it open."
Xiao Xiang took something out of the pocket of her denim jacket and said in a calm tone, "I can provide wire."
Chen Yang: “…”
"How could anyone be here..."
As Chen Yang was speaking, a hand reached out from the side: "Wire."
He looked at its owner along the slender hand, his eyes unable to hide his surprise: "You can do it?"
Chao Jian: "Try it."
Of course he can. This person is not someone who seeks attention for no reason. Chen Yang excitedly took the wire from Xiao Xiang, bent it, and straightened it.
"Take two, and stick them together."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ms. Xiao Xiang calmly showed her a large roll of wire.
"… "
Chao Jian lowered his crutch a bit, put his arm on it, picked up the copper lock with one hand, and pinched the two iron wires with the thumb and index finger of the other hand.
Chen Yang stood aside and watched, while the others kept watch behind.
Wang Kuanyou reminded Chen Yang to turn on his cell phone, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see clearly when he was unlocking the door.
As soon as Chen Yang put his hand into his coat pocket, his partner said no, and he whispered, "What should I do then?"
"Stand up." Chao Jian picked up the copper lock and bent down to move closer.
Chen Yang waited intently.
The lookout was also waiting. Picking a lock with a wire is a technical job. Chen Xishuang learned it from TV when he was a child and broke several locks in his home. He felt that the chances of success were slim, so he simply started praying.
The remaining few people did not make any sound so as not to disturb the one who was trying to unlock the door.
When the snapping sound occurred, no one reacted.
Is it open
It’s open now
Chen Yang was also a little confused, but this did not affect his pride. He took off the lock and informed everyone seriously: "It's open."
That vain parental mentality of "my child is really doing well" reappeared.
The gate of the ancestral hall was very heavy. When Chen Yang pushed it, several pieces of cracked iron sheets fell off. When the wind blew, the smell of rust filled everyone's heart.
Everyone waited at the door for a while, making sure there was no noise inside before going in.
Liu Shun closed the door and said, "Everyone, turn on your cell phones. It's too dark."
After a while, eight more beams of light appeared in the yard, but the places that were not illuminated were still pitch black, as if something was hidden there, staring at them.
"How eerie." Chen Xishuang muttered softly.
"If this were a horror movie, we would be the suicide squad, dying one after another."
"Okay, stop talking and go in."
Chen Yang had been to the ancestral hall before. There were only eight chairs, a large incense burner, and a cabinet, nothing else. So he did not go in, but stayed in the yard.
The focus of that trip was on the ancestral hall, and I didn't pay any attention to the courtyard.
I only remember there were trees and stones.
Chen Yang took out his phone and shone it here and there, then he opened Chao Jian's phone, one in each hand, and shone both lights together.
"One, two... four... five..."
Five trees.
They are all old trees.
Chen Yang went to count the stones again. There were many stones, big and small, and he couldn't count them all.
"Will there be a mystery?" Chen Yang muttered to himself, and knocked his hand on the big rock closest to him, and the crutch hit his forearm.
"Don't touch it." Chao Jian frowned and stopped him.
At this moment, Wang Xiaobei's exclamation suddenly came from the ancestral hall. Chen looked up and seemed to have found 60 cabinets.
Although he revealed it, the shock of seeing it with his own eyes was still huge.
Chen Yang remembered the ghost in the ancestral hall. The ghost was guiding him to open the cabinet, and then he found that the bamboo sticks corresponded to the goods.
Therefore, the matter of ancestor worship was inferred.
This is the Jiang family ancestral hall, and the ghost also belongs to the Jiang family.
There was only one purpose for doing so. The other party was telling Chen Yang that whether the total amount of goods sold in three days could meet the target depended on the matter of ancestor worship.
We must find a way to avoid it and not sell the goods that have been drawn, so that no one will die.
If there were more people alive, the per capita amount wouldn't increase significantly, and it would be much easier for them to reach the total amount required by the village chief.
Earning 1,500 yuan by setting up a stall for three days is Jiang Ren’s curse, but if you look at it from another perspective, this is his wish.
Once that amount is met, the gingers will let them go.
Chen Yang still didn't understand. Given Jiang Ren's situation, the Jiang family would not acknowledge him, and it would probably be impossible for him to be included in the family tree. So why was he still obsessed with the Jiang family's reputation after his death, and was determined to do business well and make a profit
Added to the family tree…
Something flashed through Chen Yang's mind, but he didn't have time to capture it.
The ghost must have been very afraid of the Jiang man, so he stayed in the ancestral hall and didn't dare to go out or make any other moves, for fear of being noticed by the Jiang man.
Who is it from the Jiang family
Chen Yang gathered his scattered thoughts and continued to explore the trees and stones.
There is no regularity in the distribution.
Chen Yang rubbed his sore eyes. Maybe there was, but he just didn't see it. He asked his partner: "Aren't you going to say anything?"
Chao Jian didn't seem to have that intention.
Chen Yang said: "You were the one who reminded me that the place where the Tibetans live is in the ancestral hall."
Chao Jian glanced at him: "I'm just reminding you to use your brain more."
Chen Yang: “…”
"Then where do you think Jiang Miao will be in the ancestral hall?"
Chen Yang did not chat with the boy. He was only concerned about the progress of the mission: "The ancestral hall is very large and empty. No one can hide there, unless there is a mechanism. She is hiding in the dark room."
"If she hides in a dark room, someone will have to send her food and drink, and they have to hide it from the Jiang people. Is this possible? Even the village chief can't do it."
"The village chief didn't even allow us to call him by his wrong name. He wasn't pretending to be nervous. He was really afraid of the Jiang people. He just wanted to fulfill their wish and send them away. He would never do such a thing."
As Chen Yang was talking, he unconsciously reached out to grab the branches hanging by his arm, and the crutch came up again.
The stones can’t be touched, and neither can the trees
Chen Yang stuffed the two mobile phones into his pockets, put his hands on the boy's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, stood on tiptoe, and got closer to look at him.
He tilted his head back toward Jian: "Go away."
"We'll leave later." Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, "Do you see what this courtyard is famous for?"
Chao Jian tightened his jaw: "I didn't see it."
Chen Yang didn't believe a word of it: "Then you won't let me touch it?"
"dirty."
Chen Yang was speechless.
"Tell me what you know, so that I can respond in time." Chen Yang taught patiently and gently, "We are a team, partners, cohabitants, and friends for life and death, don't you think?"
Chao Jian's face turned dark: "You can take your hands off now, Teacher Chen."
Chen Yang: “…”
The yard was quiet, and the ancestral hall was also quiet, as both groups were investigating.
Chen Yang still felt that the trees and stones were unusual.
Not long after, Chao Jian looked up at the night sky, and Chen Yang also looked over. The hazy moon was completely blocked by dark clouds.
The entire sky was like a pitch-black cloth, without a single star.
"Call them out." Chao Jian suddenly said.
Chen Yang immediately called for help.
Chao Jian glanced at him with the corner of his lips twitching. He was the most obedient only at this moment.
When the seven people in the ancestral hall came out, they said to Jian, "Go find a shovel, one for each of you."
Wang Kuanyou and Chen Yang looked at each other, then walked out of the yard without asking any questions.
Qian Qin followed behind Wang Kuanyou.
Next came Xiao Xiang and Liu Shun, and they also didn't ask the reason.
Zhang Guangrong was waiting for someone to ask.
Wang Xiaobei was that person. She couldn't help asking, "Is there a body in the yard?"
Did Jiang Ren bury another body before his death
"Let's go find a shovel first." Chen Xishuang said as he ran outside.
"Where can I find it? Shovels are usually kept at home. Would anyone leave it at the door? Wait a minute—" Wang Xiaobei caught up with Chen Xishuang.
Zhang Guangrong was still there. He looked at Chen Yang and asked, "What do you want to dig?"
Chen Yang stole a glance at his partner and saw that he showed no signs of coming forward, so he had to deal with it himself: "We'll know once we dig it out."
"I understand that you don't know anything, but you just feel that there might be something in the yard, or think there should be something, so you let everyone take the risk to find a shovel?"
Zhang Guangrong is a straightforward person. He says what he thinks and he will not blindly follow anyone's arrangements.
Chen Yang said calmly: "We inferred it based on the situation of the ancestral hall. There is nothing wrong inside. There are so many trees and stones in the yard outside. It doesn't make sense."
"Besides, even if you just think that there is something wrong with this yard, everyone should dig deeper. Clues are not just on the surface. How can we find them if we don't explore them?"
"Sometimes a little sense of dissonance can extract important information."
Zhang Guangrong shifted his scrutinizing eyes to the boy with crutches, and after a few seconds he turned and walked out.
Chen Yang lowered his voice and asked, "What's under the ground?"
He leaned on Jian's crutch and slowly peeled the milk slices and ate them: "You'll know after you dig it out. It's just like you said."
Chen Yang: “…”
“They trust us,” he sighed.
"It's not that they trust us, they just want to get out alive." Chao Jian bit the milk slice and sneered, "Everyone is standing still, not knowing where to go. At this time, they need someone to point them in a direction so that they can move. If they move, there is hope."
Chen Yang hadn't heard this person speak for a long time, and he was stunned.
These words are all true when you think about them.
Even if nothing is dug out in the end, it can still play a role in eliminating the problem. There is no problem underground, and the problem is still with the ancestral hall.
It's always useful.
Just moving is better than staying where you are.
Chen Xishuang was the first to come back. He brought an extra hoe to Chen Yang and kept muttering that there was a dog in that house. Fortunately, the dog was a fool and didn't bark when he saw him.
"I'm actually the fastest." Chen Xishuang threw the shovel on the ground and sat on it. "Everyone is walking on their own, so I kept looking back while walking. Walking in the middle of the night, I always felt like there was someone behind me."
"Then I thought again, I look like him and have the same body. Other ghosts will think I am special to them and won't harm me. If he comes, maybe I can talk to him and we can empathize with each other. I am not afraid anymore if I think this way."
Chen Yang touched the handle of the hoe and said solemnly: "Be careful tomorrow."
"What's wrong?" Chen Xishuang stood up with tears in his eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, say more, brother."
"Tomorrow was the climax and the end of the tragedy. I told you before, I'm afraid you've forgotten, so I'm reminding you."
Chen Xishuang swallowed his saliva, he really forgot his goldfish memory!
At that time, Jiang Ren died on the last day of the market. It was unlikely that he died in the morning, but at noon? Or in the evening, after the old market village closed
It’s all over. I have to work hard to sell things tomorrow. If the per capita amount doesn’t meet the limit, I will fail.
"Lord..." Chen Xishuang prayed again.
After a while, Wang Kuanyou and others came back one after another. Those who didn't find a shovel didn't come back empty-handed. Everyone was holding something that could dig the soil.
"Dig it," Chen Yang said, "Don't touch the trees and rocks."
"Is there any taboo? I have already moved the branches." Liu Shun said anxiously.
"I..." Wang Xiaobei cried, "I just kicked a rock, and I put my leg on it."
Chen Yang looked at the morning letter.
"Don't touch it while digging." Chao Jian changed the subject without any emotion, "It's not dangerous even if you touch it."
Except for the cautious Xiao Xiang and Qian Qin, everyone else touched it, not just Liu Shun and Wang Xiaobei. They just didn't make a fuss. They were relieved to hear the boy with crutches say this. Who would have thought that the other party would say, "It will just touch the ghost's aura."
"… "
"The person with strong yang energy will be fine." Wang Kuanyou said.
Chen Xishuang felt that he was bisexual and his yang energy would not be very strong, so he moved closer to Qian Qin cautiously.
It's obvious at first glance that the other person has very strong yang energy.
When Wang Xiaobei saw Chen Xishuang like that, she also moved over.
Qian Qian was caught between two attacks at once. He carried his shovel and walked to the side to dig the soil.
The others started digging without further ado.
Chen Yang grabbed the hoe and started digging: "Find a place to sit."
"Don't worry about me." Chao Jian began to look at the night scene again.
"I'm worried that you'll get tired from using your crutches." Chen Yang dug the soil quickly. "Should I dig deep or spread it out to the side?"
Chao Jian: "Whatever."
Others around waiting for answers: “…”
Just go ahead and dig wherever you want.
The rustling sound in the yard continued. No one spoke to each other and just kept digging.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yang stopped digging and stood up to relax. He didn't want to take out his pocket and asked Chao Jian what time it was.
Chao Jian reached into his pocket, took out his cell phone and turned it on: "Eleven o'clock."
Chen Yang was shocked. They had been digging for more than ten minutes, so why was there still no…
"Me, me, me! I dug it up!"
Wang Xiaobei's voice came from diagonally opposite Chen Yang. She threw away the shovel and squatted to look. She didn't know what she saw, and she was so scared that she fell to the ground.
"What did you find? Tell me."
The others gathered around her, and when they saw what was in the pit, their expressions changed.
It's a tablet!
The tablet lay horizontally in the pit, with the surname Jiang engraved on it.
This is one of the Jiang clan members.
"No wonder there's not a single one in the ancestral hall. It turns out they were buried in the courtyard." Chen Xishuang scratched the hairs on his body. "Normally, the tablets should be placed in the ancestral hall for worship. What's the purpose of this?"
“Let’s stop discussing this and keep digging,” Wang Kuanyou said in a deep voice.
Everyone returned to their respective positions upon hearing this.
Chen Yang observed his partner's expression and saw no sign of surprise from him: "Did you know it was a tablet?"
Chao Jian: "Guessed."
Chen Yangxin's statement: "I have been digging for so long, why haven't I found anything?"
“Not deep enough.”
Chen Yang put the hoe into the pit and said, "That's enough."
"Not enough." Chao Jian said.
Chen Yang stopped talking about such meaningless topics and continued to bend down and dig a hole.
Chao Jian rested his arms on his crutches and looked at him silently. After a while, he turned his gaze back to the night sky.
After a long while, the rustling sound in the yard finally stopped.
Everyone put down the farm tools in their hands. You looked at me, I looked at him, we were all sweating profusely, and we were all speechless.
They dug up thirteen tablets.
They are all members of the Jiang family.
"It's gone, right?" Chen Yang said breathlessly, wiping the sweat off his face.
Chao Jian leaned on his crutches to look at the tablets. Chen Yang threw away his hoe and followed him. He waited until he had finished looking at them all before asking, "Did you find anything?"
"You didn't?" Chao Jian asked instead of answering.
Chen Yang was stunned as if he had been hit on the head. He told the truth: "I didn't."
He was tired of digging holes and his mind was empty. He just followed the boy closely, watching what the other person was looking at, without paying attention and forgetting to think.
Chao Jian's brows frowned instantly.
A head teacher-like pressure hit Chen Yang in the face, and he was dizzy. He licked his lips and said, "I'll go check it out again."
Then everyone saw the young man looking at the tablets one by one again, as if he was doing the college entrance examination paper.
They wanted to ask something, but were unable to do so due to the subtle low pressure.
Chen Yang paid attention this time and soon discovered something unusual.
Of the thirteen tablets, eleven are placed horizontally, while the other two are not and are tilted.
That angle facing...
Chen Yang tilted his head and his sight extended out at an angle.
Courtyard gate.
Facing the gate of the courtyard!
Chen Yang's heart beat violently several times. He immediately looked for his partner's position, unconsciously asking for praise.
Chao Jian seemed not to see his look: "Find a branch and connect the corners of the two tablets."
Can they be connected together? Chen Yang's breathing suddenly became a little disordered. Just as he was about to look for a branch, a thin branch was handed to him.
"Take it and see how you do it." Chen Xishuang blinked his fox eyes and couldn't wait to watch the decryption.
Chen Yang shortened the long branch, held it in his hand for a while, and started drawing lines the next second.
Everyone else stood aside, following the line drawn by Chen Yang with their eyes. They were very curious about what would happen next.
Chen Yang couldn't do it after scratching for a while.
"Don't just stare at it. Someone come and draw the diagonal line for the other tablet. It will be faster this way." Chen Yang panted and called Wang Kuanyou, "Jiang Ren, you go."
Wang Kuanyou responded.
"You are so young, but your waist is not in good condition. It looks thin and not very flexible." Liu Shun couldn't help but sigh when he saw Chen Yang massaging his back and waist.
Chen Yang had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He cleared his throat and tried to maintain his image of being full of vigor and vitality: "I dug the pit earlier."
"We have been digging for almost the same amount of time. If you let me connect now, I won't have as much trouble as you."
"Yes, I can connect to them all." said Wang Xiaobei.
Although Xiao Xiang didn't say anything, her eyes were on Chen Yang's waist, as if she had a hundred thousand questions in mind.
Chen Xishuang was also watching with a strange look in his eyes. It was unclear what was stuffed in his head.
Chen Yang: “…”
Okay, I get it, my waist is not in good condition.
Soon, the diagonal angles of the two tablets connected together, and Chen Yang drew a circle at that point.
Wang Kuanyou stepped in with a shovel and started digging without saying a word.
Chen Yang threw away the branch in his hand and stood with Chao Jian, sweating all over. What would he dig out? Many guesses popped up in his mind, and one of them swelled at an unstoppable speed.
Wang Kuanyou looks gentle and refined, but he is good at using a shovel. He dug large pieces of soil to the side, but he stopped digging soon.
There is a talisman in the soil.
To be precise, it is something long and wrapped in layers of talismans.
Tablet.
This is everyone's unanimous opinion.
But whose tablet is it
Chen Yang helped them to express the answer that was running through their minds: "Jiang Miao's."
"Impossible?"
Wang Xiaobei was stunned after she finished speaking, and then she remembered their original purpose of entering the ancestral hall.
They came to look for Jiang Miao.
Not found.
The ancestral hall cannot hide anyone, they have even touched the walls.
So...
Wang Xiaobei grabbed Xiaoxiang's arm and squeezed it tightly: "Isn't Jiang Miao alive?"
"Were our assumptions all wrong?"
No one answered her question.
Chen Yang's face was serious: "Find someone to tear the talisman apart."
Wang Kuanyou had the same idea. He thought of the ghost wall he had encountered not long ago, and paused as he stretched out his hand: "The one with stronger Yang energy, come."
Qin got the money behind.
Qian Qin did not tear it up randomly. He looked it up and down, left and right, as if there was an invisible pen in his hand calculating the breakthrough point. He started to work only after he had calculated it.
He tore off those densely packed talismans in just a few moves.
The tablet inside was revealed.
Jiang's ginger seedlings!
"It's really hers..." Everyone was shocked.
At this point Chen Yang was no longer surprised, and even felt it was expected.
It is somewhat unreasonable to hide a living person under the nose of an evil spirit, but it is possible to hide the ghost of a dead person.
The ginger person is looking for the tablet of ginger seedlings.
"Can ghosts be afraid too?" Chen Xishuang murmured in disbelief.
"Of course, ghosts are not omnipotent." Wang Xiaobei stepped back several steps away from the tablet, "I've already said that ghosts also need to evolve."
The two children finished talking to each other, and the yard became quiet and cold.
The current survey results are...
Jiang Miao is dead.
No one knew where Jiang Da got this evil magic from before his death, but in order to prevent Jiang Miao's ghost from being discovered by the Jiang people, he even mobilized all the ancestors of the Jiang family to stop the Jiang people.
Jiang Da really dotes on Jiang Miao.
Jiang Ren really hated Jiang Miao, and he hated her so much that he would not let her go even if she died.
Chen Xishuang, who loves to watch melodramatic love triangles, can guess what Jiang Miao has done, how much he has done, and what his position is. He believes that others can too.
"Aren't talismans used to exorcise ghosts?"
"There are many different kinds of talismans, and they are not only used to exorcise ghosts. We laymen should not discuss this."
"What now?"
Wang Kuanyou asked Chen Yang, he had already regarded the other party as the backbone of the team.
What Chen Yang wanted was to call Jiang Miao out, let her tell him everything that happened in person, and make up for what was hers.
"Jiang Miao." Chen Yang shouted.
The tablet lying in the broken talismans did not react at all.
There were thirteen tablets lying in the yard, with nine living people surrounding the fourteenth. The scene was indescribably horrifying.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. You have to bear the consequences of your own evil deeds." Wang Xiaobei's tone was not very good. She was an only child and did not understand the love and hate between brothers and sisters, but she knew that biased parents would distort the relationship between their children.
Even if the bowl of water is not level, don't just tip it to one side.
"If you don't come out, we will hand you over to Jiang Ren." Chen Xishuang said threateningly, "He has been looking for you. He also said that he would find Jiang Da and ask him where he hid you."
"We'll count to three!"
Chen Xishuang took a branch and hit the tablet twice: "One, two... two point five, two point six, two point seven..."
"Someone is coming." Chao Jian suddenly spoke.
Before anyone else could say "No," "Where is anyone?", "No one is coming," "I didn't hear any sound," and so on, Chen Yang nervously asked Chao Jian, "How many people?"
Chao Jian said: "One."
Chen Yang's expression made everyone else panic.
Someone really came.
They didn't hear any sound, was it floating
"I told you it's a human." Xiao Xiang supported Wang Xiaobei, who was about to collapse. "There's no place to hide in the yard or the ancestral hall. We can't climb out."
It's a dead end.
Chao Jian looked at the closed gate.
Has the person already reached the outside of the hospital? Everyone held their breath, their bodies stiff.
The footsteps were heard more than ten seconds later. Everyone looked at the boy with crutches in surprise, wondering what the heck was wrong with his ears.
"Here it comes!" Chen Yang shouted.
Chao Jian used his crutch to tap his overly tight leg muscles to prevent him from cramping.
The lock on the door was in the yard, but the visitor did not stay outside the door. He pushed the door open and walked in.
Accompanied by a rough and dull smell of smoke.
It’s the village chief!
All nine people reacted at once.
Xiao Xiang held Wang Xiaobei with one hand and wrapped the other hand with wire, looking warily at the old man who came in carrying a kerosene lamp.
Wang Kuanyou straightened his body.
Chen Xishuang was between Liu Shun and Zhang Guangrong and didn't dare to breathe.
Qian Qin took off the big backpack on his back, and Chen Yang had no doubt that he was going to take out a kitchen knife.
What is the village chief's position? Which side does he stand on? Does he know about Jiang Dazang and Jiang Miao's affairs? Chen Yang's mind was working quickly, but his body language was silent.
Chao Jian pulled his arm.
The village chief seemed to be oblivious to the dug-up area in the yard, the lying tablet, and the nine people who were facing a formidable enemy. He walked straight to Jiang Miao's tablet.
“So it’s here.”
Chen Yang's pupils shrank, the village chief was unaware of this.
The village chief was also looking for Jiang Miao.
As Chen Yang was thinking this, he saw the old man squatting down, taking out the pipe attached to his waistband, rubbing a handful of tobacco into the pipe bowl, and then lighting it with a match.
A wisp of white smoke floated out as the tobacco burned. The old man took a puff of smoke with his dry mouth, held it for a while, and then exhaled longly, as if he had become several years younger.
The wrinkles on his face were softened a lot.
"I was wondering why I couldn't find it..." the village chief muttered to himself, "It really is good at hiding."
The next moment, the village chief picked up the kerosene lamp, uncovered the yellowed lampshade, and his dry hands relaxed.
At that moment, the flames engulfed the broken talismans and tablets on the ground.
In Chen Yang's field of vision, the old man was looking at the tablet surrounded by flames, his posture of smoking a pipe gradually relaxed, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes which were dancing with flames.
It seems that the old man is on the side of the Jiang people.
Knowing that Jiang Ren hated Jiang Miao, he wanted to help him find her in order to suppress his resentment.
To put it bluntly, it's all about trying to please.
But... wouldn't it be a bit presumptuous to do this
Ginger people prefer to do it themselves, right
He had hated someone for so long, and now all of a sudden, how could he be at peace
Judging from the way Jiang Ren dealt with the middle-aged man, the more he hates someone, the more he will make the other person want to live but cannot, and want to die but cannot.
The village chief realized this belatedly. He changed his previous relaxed attitude and hurriedly put out the fire, then started to mess up the positions of the other tablets.
Chen Yang quickly pulled Chao Jian back to the ancestral hall, and the others followed.
There was a gust of cold wind in the yard.
The thirteen tablets distributed around began to vibrate, and a shrill cry came from Jiang Miao's tablet.
One cry after another, filled with fear and despair.
Just now, I was threatened and burned without making any sound.
Now she is so scared.
"Jiang Miao... Jiang Miao... Jiang Miao..."
Suddenly, a faint calling voice was heard outside the yard.
A chill wrapped around Chen Yang's ankles, the blood flowing in his body froze for a moment, and he shivered violently.
The call became clearer and clearer, and softer and gentler, like a nursery rhyme to lull a baby to sleep, mixed with a hint of joyful laughter, but it sounded creepy.
"Ginger seedlings..."
"Ginger seedlings..."
The burnt black tablet trembled violently, and the shrill voice turned into a plea for mercy: "Don't scream, don't scream..."
"Ginger seedlings...Ginger seedlings..."
The call came into the yard.
“Ah! Ahhh!!! Monster! Monster, get out! Get out—”
The calling stopped.
Chen Yang's heartbeat also stopped. Just when his throat was so tight that he couldn't help but cough, the calling voice sounded again, softer than before.
At the same time, there was a foul smell in the yard.
"Ginger seedlings..."
The charred tablet cracked inch by inch, and deep red blood oozed out from the cracks. Jiang Miao seemed to have become a living person, with all his bones crushed and screaming in agony.
Mixed in with the screams was Jiang Ren's chuckle.
"I found you, Jiang Miao."
The powerful ghost energy disappeared with the broken tablets, and the other tablets in the yard became quiet. Like Chen Yang, they felt as if they had escaped death.
The ghost of the ginger man never showed up from beginning to end, which did not affect his horror at all.
The village chief got up from the ground, brushed the dust off his pants with his pipe, and yelled at Chen Yang and his group as if nothing had happened, urging them to go back.
"It's the last day of the stall tomorrow morning. Don't forget the 1,500 profit!"
Chen Yang and the others walked out of the courtyard, and the village chief's voice came from behind: "Jiang Da, worship the ancestors at midnight!"
Liu Shun and Zhang Guangrong's faces turned pale in an instant.
As soon as the words "worship the ancestors" came out, the gates of hell opened, and the matter of the Jiang people taking Jiang Miao away was temporarily forgotten by everyone.
Now four people in their group have died, and the last three have violated the taboos of the Jiang people.
Only the first one’s death was related to ancestor worship.
Died from selling the goods that were drawn by Jiang Da.
Chen Yang suddenly asked Wang Xiaobei: "What did you say Jiang Miao was saying when he died?"
"I'm sorry." Wang Xiaobei followed Chen Yang's train of thought and answered without delay, "She kept saying it, many times. I didn't let her say it, but she kept saying it, non-stop."
Chen Yang looked at her straight.
Wang Xiaobei's scalp tingled when she was looked at: "What, what happened?"
"I'm not saying sorry to you. She was the one who sold that thing." Chen Yang retracted his gaze and stated his guess seriously, "If she sold it, she would be sorry to the Jiang family and she is not worthy of being a member of the Jiang family."
"That's why she said sorry."
"What does being selected mean..." Chen Yang asked to himself.
Chen Xishuang used his imagination: "Jiang family's heirloom?"
Wang Kuanyou said: "Property."
"No, not quite right..." Chen Yang looked back at the ancestral hall, "Ancestral hall, family..."
His eyes suddenly widened: "It's family property!"
Every time they worship their ancestors, a Jiang would select an item as family property. Whoever sold it would be considered a loser.
The chain of clues fits together at once.
However, this freshly released information was displayed for only a few seconds before disappearing.
How are they going to hide
They set up stalls to sell things during the day and draw bamboo sticks at night, so no one knows which ones can't be sold.
It all depends on luck.
Liu Shun and Zhang Guangrong were fixed by every gaze, yet they still didn't say a word. They only responded to everyone with pale expressions.
Chen Yang bit his lip in annoyance, thinking there must be a way to break this situation.
There must be!
What can I do
Think carefully about where the loophole is...
Chen Yang stopped unconsciously and looked at Chao Jian without blinking, as if he would see the answer if he looked at him for a while longer.
Chao Jian: “…”
"Okay, stop looking, there's nothing."