My heart started pounding again, a feeling I always had whenever I was close to Ji Xinglan.
Also, when Ji Xinglan was in danger, my heart would beat in a similar way.
In other words, Ji Xinglan lives in this village!
"I sensed Ji Xinglan!"
I didn't explain much, I just said this one sentence.
"Is it in this village? Let's go check it out!"
Luo Tianhe was very concerned. Having finally found clues about Ji Xinglan here, he wouldn't give up.
"But Brother Chen and Brother Luo, haven't you two noticed? Something's off about this village. It feels like a village of the dead!"
Old Dao glanced at the nearby houses, scratched his head, and looked a little embarrassed.
Anyone with even a slightly thin skin wouldn't dare say such unlucky things.
"It really is a bit eerie!"
This time, I didn't refute Lao Dao, but instead scanned the village with my Heavenly Eye, and sure enough, the village was filled with ghostly energy.
It's as if a few people recently died in the village, and their resentment lingers, constantly looming over the area.
I told these words to Old Knife Ant and Old Luo.
Luo Tianhe's reaction was nothing special. After all, this guy had seen a lot of things and had seen even bigger scenes than this, so he wouldn't be any different.
After hearing what I said, Ant and Old Knife were terrified once again.
I found that long-lost sense of familiarity in Lao Dao.
I knew it! Back when I was at the Lin and He families, I always felt they were old and a bit unfamiliar to me.
After I peed, I felt much more comfortable!
I only just noticed that Lao Dao, Ant, and I were still wearing those mourning clothes. I reminded them and they quickly packed up their clothes and changed into normal ones.
The three of us quickly packed up.
After I got dressed, I looked up and saw a hunched old man in front of me.
"Are you four masters invited by the village chief?"
The old man's voice was quite hoarse. I glanced at his face; he looked to be about 70 years old and his skin was quite dry.
Moreover, its color is similar to the yellow soil on the ground.
His voice was also quite unpleasant; the first thing he asked me was if I was a master invited by the village chief.
I shook my head and told him in detail that we did know some magic, but it had little to do with the village chief.
We came from the county town.
"Oh! It's a passing master!"
When the old man heard that we knew some magic, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately grabbed my hand.
"That's great, Master! Our village has been haunted lately! The once harmonious village has been ruined by these ghosts!"
We've finally been waiting for you!
After the old man finished speaking, his voice trembling with emotion, a few tears welled up in his eyes.
When it comes to exorcising ghosts, I'm wide awake! This is my area of expertise.
"May I ask how I should address you, sir? Don't worry, I'll take care of everything in your village. I'll definitely find a way to solve it for you!"
I started to make assurances to the old man.
"That's right, exorcising demons and monsters is something that the He family must do!"
Luo Tianhe echoed, saying that although he had changed his surname, it was undeniable that he was still a member of the He family.
He agrees with this deep down.
"Who are you from? Are you from that demon-suppressing family?"
The old man's voice trembled noticeably when he heard that Luo Tianhe was from the He family.
I was a little curious. This village was quite remote, and the old man clearly lacked worldly experience. Normally, he probably would never have come into contact with the He family in his entire life.
But how did he find out?
"Our family is indeed a demon-suppressing family, but whether it's the one you're talking about is uncertain!"
Luo Tianhe was also taken aback by the old man's reaction, so he carefully offered an explanation.
"Is the current head of the family named He Yun?"
The old man's eyes were shining; he wanted to devour Luo Tianhe whole.
“That’s right, that’s my father!”
Luo Tianhe nodded awkwardly without denying it.
I'm also very curious about how this old man got in touch with Luo Tianhe's family.
Normally, this village would never have any connection with that kind of family in their lifetime.
"So you're Young Master He. Just call me Blind Zhou!"
Blind Zhou tremblingly grasped Luo Tianhe's hand, his expression becoming humble.
This reminds me of an article Lu Xun wrote before, in which Runtu called him Brother Xun.
From passerby to servant, this change of status can be accomplished with just one sentence.
"Just call me Young Master Luo!"
Luo Tianhe's lips moved slightly; he still disliked being called Young Master He.
"Fine, fine! You've finally arrived! It seems the village chief didn't die in vain! I knew the He family wouldn't abandon us!"
Zhou the Blind Man was in tears, and his nose was twitching.
He wiped his tears and snot with his dirty sleeve, which made Luo Tianhe feel disgusted.
After Zhou the Blind Man finished, Luo Tianhe stepped forward to ask him questions.
"Blind Zhou, what's going on in your village? It seems like there are hardly any survivors left!"
Luo Tianhe raised a question.
"It's all because of that ghost! To be honest, Young Master Luo, this old servant really didn't expect to see you again!"
Zhou the Blind Man suddenly started acting like an old servant. I saw Luo Tianhe's expression twitching, and I knew that Luo Tianhe was about to burst.
I was also trying my best to hold back my laughter. Is this a challenge to hold back laughter? That's kind of interesting.
Blind Zhou led the way for us, and soon we entered one of the houses.
Blind Zhou introduced us to the eldest son's family, saying that their home was rather simple and that we shouldn't mind.
We followed them inside, and the house was indeed extremely poor, but...
We are living in an era more than two hundred years ago. You can imagine what ordinary people were like back then.
Their family is actually doing alright right now.
Once inside, I noticed that the walls were covered with all sorts of paintings.
It's either a landscape painting or a figure painting.
The most bizarre thing is these portraits.
Every portrait depicts a truly beautiful woman.
I walked up to the paintings and kept touching them with my hands.
"Grandpa, is it alright if I touch it?"
When I put my hand on it, I turned around and asked Blind Zhou a question.
"Master, feel free to touch these things. They were all made by my eldest son himself, and they're not worth much!"
Zhou the Blind Man spoke with a smile, and then pulled Luo Tianhe aside to chat about everyday things.
I feel like Luo Tianhe was so embarrassed at this moment that you could practically dig a two-bedroom apartment out of his toes.
My eyes were drawn to the paintings, but one in particular caught my attention.
Because the woman in this painting is Ji Xinglan!
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