Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 258
"I have that too!"

Then, another villager showed off his mobile phone.

Many villagers have images of Hu Hai on their mobile phones, from different angles, in different costumes, half-body and full-body.

With the blessing of so many photos, even if I see Hu Hai's back, I can definitely identify him.

After all, Qin Yang is an old uncle who is meticulous in his work.

Qin Yang successfully copied all Hu Hai's photos and saved them on his mobile phone.

Collect first-hand information first.

"Does anyone know any other information about Hu Hai?"

Xu Fei is obviously not satisfied with the photos.

Even if there is a picture of a person, even if it is a red ticket, there is still someone on the run.

It’s hard to find people based on photos, and people change over time.

It is even possible that Hu Hai changed his face in order to escape the crime.

It is very necessary to collect more information about Hu Hai.

"I still have this, I wonder if it will be of any use?"

At this time, there was a villager, the man who drove Hu Hai to Huangni Village.

"I know him better, but I don't know if I can help you."

After knowing everything and telling the secret through the mouth of the village chief, the man's position also wavered.

"In Huanglongzhuang, I am Hu Hai's driver, no matter where he goes!"

"As long as I can use the car, I am basically by his side."

"Even to the deserted Huangni Village, I took him there on a motorcycle."

"My name is Huang Youguang."

The man described his identity and relationship with Hu Hai, and also gave his name.

"Huang Youguang, what else do you know about him?"

Qin Yang immediately took out a small notebook, opened it and took out a pen to take notes, and asked at the same time.

"Hu Hai, as far as I know, he has no children, no father, no mother, and no spouse."

"He had eight requests a month, and I drove him into town to solve them."

"He has almost no contact with the outside world. He only eats, drinks and has fun every day in Huanglongzhuang."

"He likes to mess with some ancient books and Taoism."

"According to what he revealed after being drunk once, he was a Taoist priest from Qingfeng Temple."

"I was adopted by Qingfeng Guan since I was a child. I left Qingfeng Guan when I was in my twenties and have never been back."

"Perhaps he should go back this time."

Huang Youguang provided the information he knew.

"Clean Wind View?"

"Where is the Qingfeng Temple?"

Zhang Ping asked immediately.

Zhang Pingan is aware of several Qingfeng Temples.

"I don't know about this!"

Huang Youguang shook his head.

Obviously, Hu Hai has been concealing his identity information from beginning to end.

If Huang Huguang hadn't always been by his side and became his fair-weather friend, maybe he wouldn't have known about it.

"That's all, let's do this for now!"

Zhang Pingan glanced at the sunset in the west.

At this moment, the sunset has appeared and it is about to get dark.

There were constant cries of mourning in front of the Huang family ancestral hall in Huanglongzhuang.

The fire where the corpses were burned was still burning, and villagers kept adding firewood to it.

It takes time to burn a corpse completely with firewood.

"Tonight, everyone gathers in this square and is not allowed to leave."

“The fire never goes out.”

"While it's still dark, let's go home and make dinner arrangements first."

At this moment, Zhang Ping'an waved the village chief over and said.

"Little Heavenly Master, all night?"

"There are old and young people in Huanglong Village. It's easy for adults to handle, but I'm afraid children and the elderly won't be able to bear it."

The village chief nodded while raising the difficulty.

There is already a chill in the morning and evening during this season, especially late at night.

The square is open and unobstructed, and the night breeze is blowing.

The elderly and children are very susceptible to colds.

"You have to find your own way to overcome these."

"Also, ask the villagers to bring as many big roosters as possible. The more, the better."

Zhang Pingan ordered again.

"Little Heavenly Master, what do you want a big cock for?"

The village chief was confused. "Just prepare yourself, it will definitely be useful!"

Taoist priest Haiqiu glared at the village chief, dissing him for talking too much.

Although they are here to deal with the troubles in Huanglong Village, it does not mean that they have the energy to answer their questions.

"Okay, okay, little Heavenly Master, the two Taoist priests, what else do you need us to prepare?"

The village chief handed over his hands and did not dare to say any more questions.

Taoist priest Haiqiu and Bo Chen looked at each other and at the same time looked at Zhang Pingan.

"Master Tian, ​​please give me your instructions!"

Haiqiu and Bochen respected the little Heavenly Master, so they tried to remain silent until the Heavenly Master spoke.

"Ah."

Zhang Pingan nodded.

"A long desk, three incense burners, seven porcelain bowls, a clean ink fountain, some yellow paper, and some incense candles."

Taoist priest Haiqiu immediately continued to give instructions.

"Besides, it's what you spend the night in the square with."

Wave dust supplement.

"Good good."

The village chief nodded repeatedly, turned around and made arrangements without asking any questions.

At the scene, the village chief immediately conveyed to all the villagers the news that they would spend the night in the square tonight.

Although some people complained, they did not dare not listen.

Their ancestors exploded out of the tomb, and they don't know where they are so far, so they dare not be careless.

Square tables and benches have now been placed in the Huang Family Ancestral Hall.

The ancestral hall is not only a solemn place of worship, but also an office for weddings and weddings, and a good place for banquets.

Square tables and benches are ready-made in the ancestral hall.

In fact, the ancestral hall also has kitchen and other supporting facilities.

In the blink of an eye, the village chief arranged for a dinner to be prepared for the Little Heavenly Master and his party in the ancestral hall.

When he is away from home, Zhang Ping'an doesn't pay attention to it and eats whatever the host prepares.

As soon as the sun sets, dinner is ready in the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall square.

The villagers obtained the items needed by the Little Heavenly Master.

Haiqiu and Bochen are already preparing.

The long case is placed in front of the ancestral hall.

The long table is covered with a table rail, embroidered with Tai Chi yin and yang patterns and the words "Tao follows nature".

Place three incense burners on the table.

Several pieces of yellow paper have been ordered by the villagers to be divided and kept for later use at the request of Chief Haiqiu.

"Little Celestial Master, dinner is ready. Please invite a few of us to have a meal."

The village chief came in a hurry and held his hands in front of Zhang Ping'an.

Even the village chief bowed his hands and bowed.

His hands are also taller than Zhang Pingan's, which is quite inconsistent.

There are even some villagers who are still not used to it and always skip the show.

It feels like this is as funny as a play.

But no one could laugh.

The fire was still burning, but the smell was gone.

The villagers had all had dinner and gathered in the square in front of the ancestral hall with food and bedding.

Since the Huang family ancestral hall collapsed 20 years ago, burying the old village chief and other [-] elders of the clan.

After Huanglongzhuang became prosperous, the ancestral hall was rebuilt.

It is bigger and more imposing than before, and even the square in front of the ancestral hall is very open.

There is plenty of room for the whole village to eat in the square.

It is naturally more than enough to accommodate more than [-] villagers at night.

The villagers gathered in the square tried to squeeze into the middle, the fire shining on their faces.

Everyone's faces showed uneasiness and fear.

Did their eyes notice the ancestral graves on the back hill?

He was also observing the movements around him.

"go!"

Zhang Ping'an also looked around, took out his compass, and found nothing unusual, then answered the village chief.

"Little Celestial Master, please!"

The village chief raised his hand to signal.

Zhang Pingan nodded and led him to the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, a big Eight Immortals table was filled with delicacies, all of which the village could only eat during the New Year and festivals in previous years.

(End of this chapter)