After feeding him some water, the unconscious man slowly woke up. Although he was covered in blood, most of it was not his. He only had scratches from fingernails on his arms.

Before Kou Yushan could ask any questions, the three outlaws surrounded them and forcefully separated the crowd. The bearded burly man in the lead directly took the paper that Sang Que had just handed to Kou Yushan and quickly glanced at it.

Afterwards, the bearded burly man took the paper, pulled the man up from the ground and brought him in front of him.

"Tell me, who are you and what's going on?"

He looked ferocious and had a bad attitude, as if he was interrogating a criminal.

The people in Heishan Village and Shihe Village were afraid of these three strong men and stepped back.

Qin Fangru was holding He Shouan by the fire, while Liu Tianyou was still leaning against the wall holding the bundle.

Seeing that everyone had sat down again, Kou Yushan whispered to the skinny monkey, "Just say whatever you want to say."

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Sang Que asked softly, "Are you related to the Ming family here?"

Everyone nodded and went back to the fire to add more firewood to make it burn more vigorously and dispel the chill of the rainy night.

Sang Que frowned when he heard this. It didn't rain yesterday, and he went deep into the house for a whole day? There was no daytime? The bearded man asked, "Let me ask you, how long did you stay behind the house?"

Su Liangyuan's face turned pale, and he was still frightened. "It turns out that they are all evil spirits, all of them, everywhere! That freak from the Ming family! That freak from the Ming family must be still alive! It must be!"

"Yes, we are not returning home when we go to Dongyang County. We have no connection with the Ming family. As long as we stay here honestly, nothing will happen."

After the fainted man woke up, he was dazed for a moment. He slowly glanced at the people around him, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the bearded man who was holding his collar.

The skinny monkey spoke quickly and quietly about the past to the two of them, with a hint of sadness on his face.

The two brothers Song Quancai and Song Quanfu went to pull Kou Yushan, "Captain, why don't we retreat outside the house?"

"I am Su Liangyuan, and I run a small business in Dongyang County. My wife died young, and I have only one son, who is just fifteen this year. I usually take him with me when I go out to discuss business. Yesterday, we passed by Cuiyun Mountain and it suddenly rained heavily. I had no choice but to come here to take shelter from the rain for the night."

As he spoke, the man took out a purse from his arms and tore it open, revealing a glittering gold ingot and two silver ingots, as well as some loose silver pieces and copper coins.

The old monk held his rosary and chanted silently, showing no interest.

A loud thunderclap accompanied by lightning very appropriately cut through the night sky. The silver light illuminated a slender figure, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

"You also heard what Su Liangyuan said just now. It didn't rain yesterday. He came to the house last night and came out tonight. He said he only stayed for two or three hours. This means that we are now in the storyteller's story. Unless this story ends, no one can leave."

The skinny monkey glanced towards the fire, approached the two, and lowered his voice, "My mother is a maid who escaped from the Ming family."

Su Liangyuan was filled with gratitude. He immediately wiped away his tears and stood up. When he saw the dark door, he instinctively shrank back.

In the center of the reception room, only Kou Yushan, Shouhou and Sangque were left.

Everyone else was terrified of the storyteller and were even willing to risk staying outside on a rainy night rather than go near a place where there was a storyteller.

Su Liangyuan grabbed the bearded man's legs and begged.

Sang Que had been listening and observing silently without rushing to interrupt. She found that everyone had a certain understanding of storytellers. After Kou Yushan finished speaking, most people calmed down, except Shouhou, whose face became increasingly uglier.

It makes Sangque feel like he is in a horror story, and even the environment serves the horror atmosphere.

"I had originally agreed with my son that he would guard the first half of the night and I would guard the second half, and we would take turns to rest. But just as I fell asleep in the first half of the night, I heard some strange noises. When I woke up, I found that my son was gone. I went into the back house to look for him, but…"

Su Liangyuan began to speak incoherently and his whole body was shaking.

Shi Yong and the two Song brothers bravely went to close the door leading to the back, and the sound of wind and rain suddenly became much quieter.

"In the storyteller's story, those who are not mentioned will not be influenced or manipulated, and have the highest chance of survival. As long as we do nothing, protect the people around us and stay here, nothing will happen."

The bearded man glanced at his two companions. After the three of them exchanged glances, the bearded man did not touch the money bag and continued, "Speak clearly. Did you meet anyone in there before? For example, the person who wrote this story!"

Su Liangyuan trembled, raised two fingers, and then changed it to three.

The skinny monkey suddenly nodded vigorously. Even Kou Yushan did not expect this reaction. He thought that the returning guest mentioned in the story might be the skinny monkey, but he did not expect that the skinny monkey was actually related to the Ming family.

Everyone looked at each other. If it were them, they would not go in to help find someone no matter how much money they were offered.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the embarrassed middle-aged man. He suddenly broke free, knelt in front of the sturdy man, and kowtowed continuously.

The skinny monkey shrank his body, swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "The 'escapee returning home' mentioned in the story just now, couldn't it be me? My ancestors are from Dongyang County, and I am fleeing back to my hometown this time to seek refuge with my uncle."

"Two...three hours? I don't know. Anyway, it's still dark and it's been raining. There's no one alive. They're all evil spirits. All of them! Save my son. Please help me save my son!"

He Baosheng was also worried about He Shouan's situation, who was easily influenced by evil spirits, so he looked at Kou Yushan and asked him questions.

"Please, brave men, save my son! My son has been captured by the evil spirit in this house, and I can't find him no matter how hard I try. I beg you brave men, if you can help me find my son, I am willing to give all my wealth!"

The paper was thrown in front of the man. After seeing it clearly, the man was stunned for a moment, then looked away and began to tell his story.

He Baosheng looked at the place where those people left and said, "They definitely didn't go there to look for someone. They wanted to find the 'storyteller' on the wanted list of the Evil Suppression Bureau." When the storyteller was mentioned, everyone thought of the piece of paper tacitly. Many people could not read, so they asked those around them who could read what was written on the paper. After communicating with each other for a while, everyone showed a look of fear.

The bearded burly man picked up the paper and exchanged glances with his two companions. The two nodded slightly, and the bearded man snatched the purse from Su Liangyuan's hand.

Boom!

Kou Yushan looked embarrassed, but his mind was clear and he analyzed the situation for everyone.

Kou Yushan thought that the sudden rainstorm in the afternoon was not because the old village chief had misjudged the astronomical phenomenon, but because they had entered the scope of the story and someone among them had triggered the story, causing them to be trapped.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, led the three strong men through the inner door, and quickly disappeared into the darkness deep in the corridor.

"We'll take this job. Lead the way!"

"My uncle inherited the coffin shop from my grandfather, and the money my grandfather used to open the coffin shop was earned by selling his two daughters to the Ming family as maids!"

"That was fifty years ago. Before the Ming family was destroyed in a forest fire, they were one of the largest families in Qinzhou. They were famous both inside and outside the Xuan Dynasty because of the 'Ming Family Jade Juice'."

"But behind the glamorous Ming family, there is a curse that they cannot break. Every generation of the Ming family's head will give birth to a freak. As soon as my mother entered the Ming Mansion, she was sent to take care of that freak..."

See you tomorrow~

(End of this chapter)