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

"Ms. Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Meng was surprised, frowned and asked Xu Danhong.

"The Heavenly Master said that the sound outside does not belong to humans, but comes from underground."

Xu Danhong replied blankly.

"what……"

When Lin Meng heard this, he wrapped himself in the quilt tighter. Who wouldn't be afraid at this moment would definitely be bragging.

Zhang Pingan looked calmly at Nanwan Village under the dark night.

Zhang Ping'an felt vaguely that he would never be able to calm down.

That voice keeps calling, and there must be someone who can't bear it, gets up, and walks out of the house.

Then following the call of this voice, I was lost in the dark night.

However, under the dark night, Zhang Pingan could not see anything.

What's more, even if someone gets up, he can't notice it without turning on the light.

"Master Tian, ​​go to sleep!"

At this time, Taoist priest Haiqiu spoke to Zhang Ping'an.

"There are some things we can't do anything about."

"It is a debt that must be repaid, as it is a matter of course."

Taoist priest Haiqiu spoke meaningfully to Zhang Ping'an.

"Xiao Qiuzi, did you find anything?"

Zhang Pingan also felt that Taoist Master Haiqiu was right, so he returned to bed and asked.

"Those men who came down from the back mountain must have encountered evil spirits. I think it was the owner of this voice."

Taoist Priest Haiqiu muttered in the darkness.

"Tianshi, what secrets do you think there is on the back mountain?"

"It's nothing more than burying dead people. Why are the villagers so afraid of our intervention that they won't let us go up the back mountain?"

"Master Tian, ​​since no one is watching tonight, why not take advantage of the shouting."

"Let's go up to the back mountain to find out."

Bo Chen suggested in the darkness.

"Don't mess around, we are unfamiliar with the place here."

"If we offend these villagers, it may be difficult for us to leave the village."

Zhang Pingan knew very well that the sky was high and the emperor was far away here, and even the law could not reach this place. If they took a step beyond the thunder pool, they themselves would be in trouble.

"Go to sleep!"

Zhang Pingan had no choice but to let everyone sleep first.

Skylight returns.

The sun has not yet risen.

"Someone lost it, someone lost it!"

Suddenly, the village shouted loudly.

Instantly, people were startled.

If someone shouted in broad daylight, then this was definitely not an ordinary thing, let alone the situation last night.

Decisively, the village immediately verified that a person was indeed missing.

It is Wu Han, a 62-year-old bachelor.

The village chief took the lead and mobilized the whole village to search.

I searched all over the village but could not find Wu San.

In the end, I could only search along the riverside, but there were still no clues.

In the end, I had no choice but to go up the back mountain to search. And this time, more people went up the back mountain to search.

Travel together, in small groups.

Finally, someone shouted from the back mountain and he was found.

But it was no longer a living person, but an already cold corpse.

The body was carried directly back to the Wu Ancestral Hall.

"Tianshi, I heard from Angkor that the person who disappeared last night was found, but he is already dead."

"Should we go over and see what happened?"

In the house, Bo Chen ran up from downstairs excitedly and told Zhang Pingan.

"died?"

Zhang Pingan was also quite surprised. His prediction came true.

Zhang Pingan had said before that he was worried that it was not just about missing people.

Finally, someone is dead now.

It can be seen that the evil spirit is already angry.

Zhang Ping'an immediately came to the window.

"Angkor."

Zhang Pingan shouted downstairs.

At this time, Angkor ran out the door and stood in front of the house downstairs, looking up.

"Master Tian, ​​what's going on?"

Angkor asked.

"Angkor, have you found the person who disappeared last night?"

Angkor also participated in the search, so Zhang Pingan asked him the right question, and he needed to ask in person. "Found it, but he is already dead."

"There is a single man in the early village. He is sixty years old and in good health."

"I don't know why he died on the back mountain."

Angkor whispered.

"Are there many scratches on your body?"

Zhang Pingan asked with a frown.

"Tianshi, how do you know? It is indeed like that. There are wounds like that on the face and the back of the hands. It is very strange."

"It's just like the person who fainted and died on the mountain behind."

Angkor said in surprise.

"Angkor, tell me what kind of environment you found them in."

Zhang Pingan asked again immediately.

"Uh... I found it under a big pine tree. There's nothing special there, except that the grass at the foot of the village is very lush."

Angkor told Zhang Pingan.

"Other than that? Are there any graves within ten steps nearby?"

Zhang Pingan asked again.

Angkor shook his head decisively.

Zhang Pingan frowned.

"That's weird then."

Zhang Pingan shook his head and sighed, unable to understand what was going on.

"Dad, where are you going?"

At this time, Wu Laosan hurried out, holding paper and incense in his hands.

"Go to the ancestral hall."

Wu Laosan responded.

Zhang Ping'an was upstairs, watching Wu Laosan's footsteps fading away.

"Angkor, let's pack our things and leave right away. Let's leave Nanwan Village now."

Zhang Pingan spoke in a loud voice, so loud that even Wu Laosan could hear him clearly.

"Master Tian, ​​I'm sorry, I didn't receive you well, and something like this happened in the village."

Angkor was quite apologetic and told Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Pingan shook his head and smiled.

"Brother Angkor, this has nothing to do with you, so we won't bother you anymore. After all, there is something going on in your village, and it's not convenient to bother you."

Zhang Pingan said.

"Master Tian, ​​do we really want to leave?"

When Zhang Pingan returned to the house, Bo Chen asked.

Zhang Pingan looked at Taoist Priest Haiqiu and said.

"We can't go."

Zhang Pingan responded.

"why?"

Bo Chen looked puzzled.

"If the matter on the back mountain is not resolved, people will die. I think about the elders of the Wu family in the ancestral hall now."

"They must have gathered together again to discuss this matter."

Taoist priest Haiqiu murmured.

"Master Tian, ​​my luggage is packed, we can go."

Lin Meng and Liu Yue from next door came over to tell Zhang Pingan.

Xu Danhong, who was traveling with him, said nothing, although he also packed his luggage.

But Xu Danhong is somewhat reluctant to let go. Although this Nanwan Village is her pain, it is also her home.

There is also the home of Xu Danhong’s husband, Xu Yingshou.

There is also the home of the child who was taken away. There is still no news about this child.

"Where is Ms. Xu?"

Zhang Ping'an saw Xu Danhong's thoughts.

"Pfft."

At this moment, Xu Danhong could no longer hold back and knelt down in front of Zhang Pingan with a thud.

"Tianshi, I am bad, but I am willing to change."

"You are a good person, only you believe me and accept me!"

"Only you are capable. Please help me again and help me find my child who was taken away more than 20 years ago."

"Celestial Master, please, I want to see my child before I die."

Xu Danhong showed her true feelings and knelt down in front of Zhang Pingan and cried.

Now, it's a mother asking for help.

"But, I don't have the slightest clue how I can find that child."

Zhang Pingan was helpless.

"Tianshi, I know my child's birthday and horoscope. You are a Tianshi. You will definitely have a way."

At this time, Xu Danhong was sobbing and talking to Zhang Ping'an. (End of chapter)