Just as he was about to say that he was going to remove Lu Yingxue's head-lowering technique, the female assistant carried a very heavy iron box from the car.
Afraid that she would fall, I quickly went over to help.
But when I looked at the label, I saw that it was a small mobile network base station in a mountainous area!
When I thought that this thing must be used to help live broadcast, I almost gave up.
The female assistant quickly reminded: "The one I just bought cost more than 50,000 yuan."
I immediately tightened my grip for fear that if I smashed it I would have to pay for it.
The group of people soon arrived at the end of the village.
At the end of the village is a mountain range, behind which is said to be the border of South Vietnam, but the mountains are rugged and rocky, there are no roads, and it is still a dangerous virgin forest.
At the foot of the mountain is the ancestral hall of the Yun family.
The Yun Family Ancestral Temple has a history of hundreds of years and uses the architectural style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
After years of repairs and mixed with new era materials, there is nothing valuable anymore.
The most valuable thing is probably the old blue bricks on the ground. It is said that there is only an old man from the village who comes back to take care of it occasionally.
In addition, there is only one road into the village, so there is no need to worry about anyone stealing things.
The large coffin with Burmese flowers, carved with dragons and phoenixes, has been placed in the ancestral hall. It does not need to be painted at all. A layer of oil will give it a red light.
Lu Qiong didn't come this time, but a few professional-looking masters filled the vacancies and gave instructions on how to decorate the mourning hall.
Of course the Yun family won't care about my son-in-law.
Relatives and friends came one by one to burn incense and worship, then drank tea and chatted until dinner in the evening, and then drove back to the manor outside to stay.
Yun Qinglan and Mrs. Yun sat beside the coffin to keep vigil.
So despite the large number of people paying homage at the beginning, after nightfall, there was no one at the Yun Family Ancestral Hall.
Except for the people I know, there are not enough staff and mages to make up ten people.
For some unknown reason, the younger brothers and sisters of the eldest brother of the Yun family seemed unwilling to stay in the gloomy ancestral hall.
At around eight o'clock, the female driver Zhou Chaoqi was playing with the live broadcast equipment.
Although Lu Yingxue didn't dare to broadcast openly, she seemed to be checking the surrounding environment everywhere. Once she broadcast secretly, she might be able to find a good angle for the broadcast.
"Can you see any clues?" Zhang Nianxian should have noticed that I was observing the situation.
“The staff are all young?”
"The eyes are poisonous enough." After Zhang Nian finished speaking, he asked in a low voice: "Do you know why?"
I shook my head and said nothing.
He said: "Last time Grandpa Yun's body was buried, a lot of things happened here..."
"Huh?" I looked at him curiously.
After Lu Yingxue saw it, she also came over.
Zhou Chaoqi can be her assistant, so naturally she is not far behind.
Zhang Nianxian didn't mind having two more listeners, and continued: "That night, a few young people were chatting, and one of them suggested going to a barbecue. But after they left, they didn't come back the next night. We found them at the graveyard after dawn.
Yes, he was so drunk that he passed out; as for the person who proposed the barbecue, it is said that he died last year, and his photo is still hanging on the wall, so if you hear anyone asking you for a barbecue, you must not go."
Zhou Chaoqi and I were stunned.
Lu Yingxue couldn't help but ask: "I came here last time, why didn't you hear about it?"
At this moment, Mao Tai approached me mysteriously from a distance and whispered to me: "Brother Chu, Brother Chu, I've made a small wild boar, let's roast the wild boar!"
The group of people all looked at him.
This guy showed up secretly at night, and it turned out he was hunting wild boar!
But it was such a coincidence that when Lu Yingxue and the female assistant heard this, they shook their heads like rattles, fearing that they wanted to confirm whether Mao Tai was alive or not.
I didn't believe what Zhang Nianxian said, so I nodded when I saw that there was still a master sitting in the mourning hall.
The two of them were very young, but something happened to their grandma. They knew it was an emergency, and the roast pig was full and strong enough to work.
Zhang Nian swallowed his saliva first and said quickly: "Mr. Chen, this matter is very fishy. I will go with you so that we can take care of each other."
I rolled my eyes at him, "You usually leave everything to me when things happen, but now you just want to eat meat together."
The pig roasting place is not far away, and you can observe the conditions of the mourning hall at any time.
The two of them had cleaned up the two palm-sized wild boars early in the morning and grilled them over charcoal.
The wild boar meat was sizzling and oily, and I was actually hungry.
Although the village has been relocated, some families still come back occasionally.
It's not difficult at all to go into someone else's house and find some cutlery and plates.
While Wu Liang was playing with wild boars at night, Zhang Nianxian and I chatted wordlessly.
"Were you here twice before?"
"Absolutely. Anyway, it was so exhausting that Grandpa Yun almost sat up from the coffin."
None of us were too shocked, and we had never seen such bizarre things before.
Wu Liangye got Erguotou from nowhere and poured it on us all.
"Then something must be wrong with Lin Li. She had a fight with her companion last night and almost died."
Mao Tai began to cut the meat and divide it into plates.
Zhang Nian first grabbed a piece of meat and ate it until his mouth burned: "Hey... what else is there? What kind of companion? Is he a old woman?"
I frowned and asked, "How do you know?"
Zhang Nian was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Last time we were here, I also felt that there was something wrong with the old lady, who was thin and small and ran quite fast. At that time, I felt strange and deliberately asked several relatives of the Yun family.
They all said that the grandma was a distant relative, but they traced it back and forth, and finally pointed the finger at Lin Li. I asked her if she admitted it, saying that someone else had told her."
While they were sharing information, Lu Yingxue still couldn't help but come over.
"Brother-in-law!" She sat down next to me.
Although we were very close, it was still within the acceptable range, so I refrained from saying anything.
Suddenly, I remembered her being knocked down, so I was going to give her a few reminders.
In the end, she spoke first: "Brother-in-law, there seems to be a paper-burning grandmother by the fish pond..."
Zhang Nian and I looked along her direction first.
There is indeed a brazier there, but who is burning paper there?
Different from residences, ancestral halls are similar to shady houses.
The burial book says: The method of Feng Shui is to obtain water first, and to hide wind second.
There is a mountain behind the ancestral hall to hide the wind. If there is no water in front of it, it is common sense to dig a fish pond to bring in live water. It is also common sense to have the mountain behind it and the water on its side.
This kind of Feng Shui has the function of gathering energy, attracting wealth, and making people prosperous.
We didn't see anyone, so Zhang Nianxian and I both saw something strange in each other's eyes.
By chance, they walked over there together to investigate the situation.
Before I even got to the fish pond, I felt that there seemed to be some yin energy rising from the water.
Relying on the temporary lights set up outside, a black shadow the size of a man suddenly floated over from a distance on the water.
Zhang Nianxian and I took a deep breath!
I don’t know what kind of fish the Yun family raised in the water, but it was so big?
Is it possible to raise arapaima as a Feng Shui dragon instead?
I boldly approached the pond to take a look.
Unexpectedly, the black fish floating over suddenly turned over!
A pale face appeared underwater!
Zhang Nianxian and I were so shocked that we stepped back and couldn't say a word for a while!
That's an old woman with wrinkles on her face!
Her eyes were hollow, her hair was disheveled, but her lips were blood red in the water!
That's the old lady who used to fight with me!
When the dragon's veins are gone, the supporter falls, but as long as there is still water to drink, the dragon louse can still survive.
But what about the dead people in the water now? This chapter has been completed!