Li Bing kicked out and hit the white figure so hard that his heels were numb. Unexpectedly, the white figure only staggered a few steps and did not fall down.

Only then did Li Bing and Zhang Yuanshan see clearly that the white shadow turned out to be a sturdy young man. They saw the man yelling: "Which son of a bitch plotted against me? I have to skin you!"

The dim light reflected the man's face in a particularly terrifying manner. The man's face was blood red, his expression was ferocious, and he was waving his fists in the air, looking extremely horrifying.

Zhang Yuanshan quickly grabbed a few more talisman papers and threw them at the man. Unexpectedly, before the talisman papers got close to the man, they were blown away by the dark wind in the forest.

Li Bing was eager to step forward to help, but unexpectedly the man grabbed his hand, and then grabbed Li Bing and threw him to the ground.

Li Bing was thrown hard by the man and fell to the ground, groaning in pain. The man rushed up and pressed on Li Bing, and at the same time, a big hand firmly twisted Li Bing's hand behind his back.

Li Bing screamed in pain a few times, and suddenly the tension in his heart disappeared. He shouted loudly: "Who are you? You are not a ghost. I feel the heat on your body!"

The man roared angrily: "Boy, do you think I'm a ghost? Let me tear your mouth apart!"

The man's hand tightened, and Li Bing almost lost his breath in pain, and tears rolled down involuntarily from the pain.

Zhang Yuanshan was frightened when he saw Li Bing being restrained by the man. It could be seen that the man was powerful and he knew that he was no match. When Zhang Yuanshan was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he heard Li Bing's words, his heart moved, and he shouted loudly in desperation.

: "San'er, stop, we are your uncle's friends!"

The man was stunned when he heard Zhang Yuanshan call him "San'er". He let go of Li Bing's hand, looked at Zhang Yuanshan doubtfully and asked: "Who are you? How do you know that my name is San'er? Since you are my uncle's friends.

, and why do you want to be so cruel to me?"

Li Bing, who was lying on the ground, heard the conversation between the two and immediately reacted. He understood that the familiar voice outside the courtyard wall was none other than the old man Zhang they had visited two days ago. The San'er that Old Man Zhang had called must have been

It's the strong man in front of me.

Li Bing rolled over from the ground and got up. He rubbed his still aching hands and asked breathlessly: "San'er, is your uncle that old man Zhang who is 200 meters west of the ruined temple? We really belong to him.

My friend, we just saw you scratching the ground in this gloomy temple so late, so we thought you were a ghost!"

San'er said angrily: "Where did the ghost come from? It's really inexplicable. I heard my uncle calling me. As soon as I stood up, you splashed something on my face. It made my eyes itchy and painful.

It’s hard to see clearly now!”

Li Bing and Zhang Yuanshan suddenly realized that the red color on San'er's face was not blood, but the cinnabar poured on it by Zhang Yuanshan.

Li Bing quickly explained the reason, took out his handkerchief and asked San'er to wipe the cinnabar off his face.

After wiping for a while, San'er opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him warily. In the distance, Old Man Zhang's sad and hoarse call came again, and San'er raised his feet and walked away.

Li Bing shouted hurriedly: "San'er, are you staying at your uncle's house? When will you leave?"

San'er said angrily: "It's so late, of course I'm staying at my uncle's house. When will I leave, what does it have to do with you?"

Li Bing hurriedly said: "San'er, we don't mean any harm. We have met your uncle two days ago and are going to visit his old man tomorrow. If you are still here, how about we drink together? I still have several bottles of Wuliangye there.

How about we buy a big bag of braised vegetables from the county town and have a few cups of it?"

San'er stopped, looked at the two of them doubtfully and said, "Are you kidding me? Well, remember to bring my favorite roast chicken with you tomorrow, and we'll have a drink together at my uncle's house."

Li Bing agreed repeatedly, but saw San'er striding like a meteor and disappearing outside the ruined temple.

Li Bing stood stunned for a while, and Zhang Yuanshan reminded: "Li Bing, let's get out of here quickly. The yin energy here is so heavy that we can't deal with it."

Li Bing suddenly woke up, and immediately ran away from the ruined temple with Zhang Yuanshan, and hurried to meet Qian Yiduo and the others.

After the car started, everyone couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when they heard Zhang Yuanshan describe the thrilling scene just now.

Zhang Yuanshan paused and said: "Miss Qin, just sleep well tonight. That nightmare will not haunt you again. Remember, the nightmare you encountered and the encounter with us must not

Mention it to others."

Qin Juan nodded gratefully and agreed. After driving to the county seat and sending Qin Juan home, Li Bing and the others found a small restaurant and ate hungrily.

Near noon the next day, Li Bing and others arrived at Old Man Zhang's house as scheduled.

When Li Bing and the others appeared in front of Old Man Zhang again, Old Man Zhang said with great surprise: "Sure enough, it's you guys. Yesterday I heard San'er said that he met some acquaintances of mine and wanted to treat me to a drink today, so I guessed

It could be a few of you."

Li Bing laughed and said: "Uncle Zhang, I'm so sorry for bumping into your nephew yesterday. Today we are here to apologize. If we didn't fight, we wouldn't know each other."

Old man Zhang kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay," and asked San'er to quickly bring over stools for everyone to sit down.

The stout San'er showed a simple and honest smile, hugged everyone, and quickly moved a few chairs to invite everyone to sit down.

When San'er obeyed Old Man Zhang's instructions and served tea to everyone, Old Man Zhang said to Li Bing and others: "San'er is not my nephew, he is my wife's nephew. It's just that he called me uncle smoothly, so

He has always called me that. This child is very filial. He always brings things to visit me during holidays. My old man has been alone all his life, and he is the only relative I have."

San'er said carelessly: "Uncle, what are you talking about? I am your nephew. Uncle, you can't say anything too outlandish."

Li Bing took out a lot of braised vegetables packed into small packages from a large white plastic bag he carried with him. He deliberately took out a larger bag at the end and handed it to San'er. He said with a smile: "San'er, this is

I dare not forget your favorite roast chicken, so I brought it today."

San'er took it in surprise, and Li Bing said with a smile: "San'er, we don't know each other without fighting. Why don't you serve us quickly? How about you unpack these braised vegetables and let's drink and chat?"

San'er laughed loudly: "That's great, I'll go find some bowls and chopsticks, and let's have a good drink today!"

Li Bing said cheerfully: "Brother Qian, bring out the wine quickly. Today you have to compete with San'er to see whose drinking capacity is better."

Not long after, several people were sitting around the old Eight Immortals table in Old Han Zhang's house, changing glasses, and the rich aroma of wine filled the simple house.
Chapter completed!