Chapter 219 The Old Man During the Republic of China
"Uncle, do you think it is such a number?" Wen Zhong turned his hand, and a mask appeared in his hand. There were no extra decorations on it, only a big five.
The uncle put on the reading glasses hanging around his neck and carefully studied the mask Wen Zhong was holding for a while before saying: "Hey, it does look similar to your mask, but the words on it are different.
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"Let me think about it. Alas, once this person gets older, he will really be useless. I think back then I was also a famous teacher from all over the country. Alas, time is not forgiving."
Perhaps because Wen Zhong did bring them great help, these old people treated him really well and answered all questions, which saved Wen Zhong a lot of time.
He didn't press, but took advantage of the uncle's thinking to ask several other uncles and aunts about this mask.
But after hearing this, they all shook their heads and said that this was the first time they had seen such a strange mask.
"Oh, I remembered it!"
At this moment, the old man screamed strangely, and his face actually looked a little excited. He kept rubbing his hands together, as if his sword was still young, which attracted other villagers to stop and watch.
Fortunately, the uncle didn't care. After the initial excitement passed, he cleared his throat and said, "I remember that there were three stripes painted on the mask. It must be a three."
"Three!" Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes. He could still remember the arrogant look of No. 3 at the beginning. Comparing it with what the uncle said, that person was almost certainly No. 3 at that time.
Twenty years.
The other party turned out to be twenty years ago, and the other party had more information than he had, especially his statement that he had mastered the rules of the village, which surprised Wen Zhong.
"Uncle, do you still remember where that person went after that?" Wen Zhong asked again.
The uncle said: "Hey, if you look at the direction he was heading at that time, he might have gone to the back mountain, but..."
Having said this, the uncle paused for a moment, and the other old people watching seemed to have remembered something, and their faces suddenly became a little ugly.
"It's bad luck, Lao Litou, you must never talk about that place, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."
At this moment, a powerful voice came, and then an old man wearing a black and red gown and holding a pipe walked out of a relatively luxuriously decorated two-story villa.
When other people around saw the old man, they all came forward to say hello. Even Old Li Tou came forward with an earnest look and apologized repeatedly, for fear that he would be scolded by the old man for being late.
At a glance, one can tell that this old man's status in Baiyang Village is definitely not low, and he is probably the village chief of Baiyang Village.
"Where did this little brat come from? Do you think this village is not chaotic enough? Get out of the village." The old man suddenly glanced at Wen Zhong, and then said with great disgust.
Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows, and was about to step forward and slap the old man twice, but saw the old man knocking on his cigarette stick, and the seemingly solid green brick floor was instantly smashed into powder.
At this time, a familiar feeling came, and Wen Zhong instantly understood the identity of the other party.
The old man in front of him is also a ghost master.
"A ghost controller whose body is half buried in the ground is interesting." Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes, and his ghost hands twitched unnaturally, ready to break the opponent's neck at any time.
But this impulse was suppressed by him, because it was ten years ago, and the headquarters was not even established yet, and the old man in front of him was actually a ghost controller, and his background was definitely scary.
"Young man, you'd better leave quickly." Lao Li lowered his voice and said in Wen Zhong's ear: "This is the head of our Baiyang Village. His arms can't twist his thighs. A good man won't suffer the consequences."
Wen Zhong said: "Oh? How long has this old guy lived? Did he have this bad temper before?"
When Lao Litou heard this, his whole face turned green, and he kept shouting about sin. Finally, a relatively younger middle-aged man answered Wen Zhong's doubts.
"The old village chief is said to have lived from the early Republic of China to the present. His seniority is terrifying. Young man, you must not provoke the old village chief. Otherwise, if he lies down on the ground, you will be in trouble."
After speaking, the middle-aged man quietly glanced at the old village chief and saw that the other person was not looking at him. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly helped Old Li Tou leave the square.
"This is actually a ghost controller who is suspected to have lived from the early Republic of China to the present day. No wonder he is so confident in facing me."
Wen Zhong stared at the other party solemnly. Although living a long time could not prove anything, it could at least explain some problems.
This further highlights the weirdness and terror of Baiyang Village. After all, there is such a ghost controller in Baiyang Village, but in the end, the village inevitably ends up being abandoned.
"Little bastard, have you turned a deaf ear to my words? If you don't leave, you can stay here forever."
Just as Wen Zhong was thinking about it, the old man scolded him again, and his attitude escalated from unfriendly to bad, as if there was some kind of grudge between the two of them that they wanted to settle here.
"Old guy, you are too domineering. Even if you are the village chief, you are not qualified to drive me out of Baiyang Village." Wen Zhong's face was calm, but his voice became colder.
He had made up his mind that as long as the old man continued to be aggressive, he would gesticulate with him no matter what he said. At worst, he would hide in the back mountain for another night.
"You little bastard dares to talk to your elders like this before your hair is fully grown. I, Su Changguang, will teach you a lesson for your family no matter what you say today." Hearing this, the old man smiled instead of getting angry, and the cigarette rod in his hand also creaked.
ring.
The surrounding temperature dropped completely at this moment, and the entire Baiyang Village seemed to be trembling.
The ghost fungi had already clung to the ground, and wisps of light smoke began to fill the air around Su Changguang. It could be said that the atmosphere between the two had dropped to the extreme. It only took a small spark to ignite a raging fire.
"Grandpa, don't bully the child. He doesn't know anything. Why don't you be tolerant to him?"
Suddenly, another woman's clear voice came from the villa behind Su Changguang, and then a graceful woman slowly walked out of the house and showed a sweet smile to Wen Zhong.
As soon as the old man saw the woman, most of the anger on his face disappeared instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by a doting expression.
"Xiaoyue, what are you doing here? Wait until grandpa drives this devil out of here."