Ren Qing took out a bamboo hat and put it on. Since there was really something strange hidden in the village, it could no longer be regarded as an ordinary return home.
He warned Yan and Jun in a serious tone, and then quickened his pace and headed towards Bazi Village along the mountain road.
When everyone could see the village entrance, they saw a caravan composed of several salesmen.
The leading middle-aged salesman led the donkey cart and did not notice Ren Qing and others at first. They stopped at the entrance of the village.
When Ren Qing approached, the middle-aged salesman's expression suddenly changed.
The three of them, Ren Qing and others, were well-dressed and wore bamboo hats on their heads, giving the impression that they were escorts walking in Xiangxiang.
These days, the escorts who can travel out of the city are more or less capable.
However, Bazi Village is located in a remote location, so no goods can be delivered here.
The villagers had never seen the village so lively. They all had surprise and doubt on their faces and stopped to watch.
Fortunately, Ren Qing and others did not carry weapons, so the middle-aged salesman had the courage to ask: "Three heroes, why are you here..."
"We were sent by the Yamen."
As soon as Ren Qing finished speaking, the middle-aged salesman immediately understood.
After watching Ren Qing and the others walk into Bazi Village, he said decisively: "Let's go back the way we came. This trip will be postponed."
"But……"
"There's nothing good about it."
The other vendors were a little hesitant, but the middle-aged vendor just said a few words, and everyone immediately started packing their things.
"Jailer."
For these salesmen walking in Xiangxiang, encountering the jailer will definitely involve life-threatening troubles, so they have to be cautious.
Ren Qing's actions naturally aroused a lot of discussion among the villagers.
Bazi Village cannot be self-sufficient, so it occasionally goes to Sanxiang City to replenish supplies.
For them, the arrival of a salesman in the village is almost like celebrating a festival, but now something unexpected has happened, and some criticism is unavoidable.
Yan Jun asked nervously: "Ren Qing, do you want to go in first?"
"We'll talk about it later."
Ren Qing specially lowered his hat.
In his eyes, the shadows of some villagers were extremely dim, almost indistinct.
What comes out of the well is also thick black-red liquid.
Poultry even fight with each other and eat the carcasses.
But so far, although there are strange things everywhere in the village, no traces of strange objects have been noticed.
After a while.
The hobbling old man hurried towards the entrance of the village. On the way, he loudly scolded the nearby villagers who were watching the excitement to retreat.
Ren Qing didn't know much about the old man. He only knew that his name was Ren Shisan, that he was about fifty years old and had been the village leader of Bazi Village for decades.
Ren Shisan obviously understood that they were sent by the Yamen and quickly invited them to his courtyard.
He also asked his son Ren Xing to stand at the door to prevent villagers from coming to make trouble.
The house is relatively simple, but there are a few landscape calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and the Four Treasures of the Study placed on the wooden table.
Ren Shisan was a scholar, and his speech had the tone of an old Confucian. He served tea and water politely.
"My lords, it's been a long journey."
Ren Qing remained calm and composed, giving the impression that a stranger should stay away.
"Old man, has there been any trouble in Bazi Village these days?"
Yan Jun and the other two didn't interrupt. After all, Ren Qing was mainly responsible for the task, and the latter's strength was far superior to them.
Ren Shisan smiled bitterly and said: "There were indeed a lot of weird things happening some time ago, but things have returned to normal recently. In fact, I shouldn't disturb you adults."
Ren Qing asked about the ghost pressure bed and found that what Ren Shisan described was not much different from what was recorded on the note, and similar situations had long since disappeared.
If he hadn't noticed something strange with his double pupils, he might have thought it was a false alarm.
Ren Qing glanced at Yan Jun and Zhang Mu. It seemed that he had to find the strange object by himself, and he didn't know what the magic involved was.
He did not tell Ren Shisan in detail, but only told him that he would stay for a few days.
Ren Shisan quickly asked his daughter-in-law to clean up the guest rooms in the courtyard. Most of the unused houses in the village were relatively shabby.
Ren Qing didn't plan to go and recognize his relatives for the time being, but he asked casually: "By the way, how is the situation at Old Man Ren's family?"
Ren Shisan was stunned for a moment and replied: "Fortunately, after the eldest son of the Ren family died, the younger son did not go to the government office, but worked at home to farm and serve his mother."
He couldn't help but praise a few words, and his words were mixed with dissatisfaction with his son Ren Xing.
Ren Qing paused, feeling suddenly unreal.
The situation in his family was absolutely impossible to go wrong. The names of his brother and father were still on the list of dead officials in the Yamen.
How could there be an extra child?
Ren Qing had a thought in his mind. The strange thing happened in Bazi Village in early March. It was a little later than when Ren Qing left the village. Is it related?
His eyes narrowed slightly and he quickly calmed down, but Yan and Jun still saw some clues.
However, the two of them only thought that Ren Qing had some connection with Bazi Village and did not know his background.
Ren Qing reluctantly stayed in the guest room and informed Yan Jun and Zhang Mu about what Chongtong saw.
Seeing this, Yan Jun used magic to turn his hair into pythons, which spread all over the grass to check the situation. If any villagers approached, he could turn his hair into black hair again.
When it got a little late, the three of them quietly slipped out of the guest room.
They all had pythons tied around their wrists. Not only could they easily communicate with Yan Jun, but if they were pinched off, they would also be able to react to the latter.
Ren Qing asked the two of them to go to the well in the center of the village, while he checked on his other self at home alone.
Even if something unexpected happens, we can always support you in Bazi Village.
Ren Qing went straight to his hometown and saw a simple fence separating the courtyard, with some melons and fruits growing sparsely.
But the lights were still bright inside the house.
He jumped to the eaves, looked inside through the gap created by moving the tiles, and saw two vague figures shaking.
Ren Qing couldn't help but frown.
Although the viewing angle is limited, it is obvious that there is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, who looks rather thin.
The appearance of Ren Qing before he came into contact with magic was almost carved from the same mold.
Ren Qing's biological mother, Mrs. Chen, ignored the young man who kept moving around. She mended clothes by candlelight. Even though her face was wrinkled, her hands were steady as she threaded the needle.
The young man yawned stiffly and said, "Mom, I'm going to go to bed first. You should go to bed early too."
Mrs. Chen nodded kindly, but did not reply. She was still mending her clothes seriously.
At this time, Ren Qing discovered that Chen was clearly shrouded in candlelight, but her shadow seemed extremely thin, as if it would disappear at any time.
He sneered, no matter what, if there is a problem, we will solve it.
Ren Qingluo returned to the yard, then slipped into the house through the window next to the side door, and saw the young man lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
The dragon-snake spine slowly emerged from the palm of his hand and stabbed directly towards the opponent.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The dragon-snake spine scratched the young man's thigh, leaving a long and narrow wound.
But he still closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
