Baxian Hotel

Hamborg yawned, turned over and over again while looking at the photo on his phone, Old Taoist Qiu lowered his head and remained silent, leaving behind only Zhao Hai who was jabbering, "Everyone, everyone, isn't this kind of thing very scary and exciting? Does this help my brother-in-law? "

"Now that things have progressed to this point, I will also explain to you all what happened to the Liu Family who drowned in the hot spring village." Mao Babao suddenly changed the topic, "Back then, when Fourth Boss asked me to send you off, I came back to say that if there were any problems, ordinary people would not be able to survive. Not to mention that the Liu Clan's grievances were extremely heavy, this soul was also countless times stronger than an ordinary person's. At that time, I just thought it was weird, that the Fourth Boss was coming to this locust tree town, which just so happened to be near the ancestral land written by the Liu Family, so I followed them. "I found out after coming over that this was the right choice."

In many small villages and towns with a bit of history, this was very common, but there was something very special about this town: As long as they had the surname Liu, they were recorded in the order of A, B, C, D, and the ten days. The Wei family was arranged according to the order of the Twelve Earth, while the Wu Family clansmen were a bit more elegant, using the Four Classics and Six Arts to type.

Among the dead Liu family members in Guo's store, the one in charge was called Liu Qingrong. Although the Liu Family plate of Sophora Tree Town didn't have the name Liu Qingrong, since they were all arranged by the heavens, there was a high chance that they were connected here! Secondly, these three families' words were very perfunctory, but to be able to take out the Heaven, Earth, and Earth branches and the Four Meridians Six Arts was definitely not a family that had never read a book. This meant that they were all fake names, so what exactly did they want to hide?

After saying that, Mao Babao pointed at the two mobile phones, "I have a rather bold idea, which is that they are actually reincarnations, and this is a reincarnation village. Fourth Boss, what do you think? "

I scratched my chin and thought for a long time before I said in a low voice, "It's not impossible. There are no elderly people in this town. Perhaps as soon as a person gets old, they jump into that tree hole and become nourishment for the newbies." But the so-called newbie is also him. Think about the owner of the inn you saw on the tree, then take a look at these two photos and you will know the meaning behind them. For those people, it might just be a means of punishment. For those who committed crimes and stirred up trouble, and those who broke the rules, they will be dealt with as such, robbing the person with the opportunity to reincarnate. "

Just as I finished speaking, I heard a plop sound from my side as Zhao Hai fell face first onto the ground. Only now did I remember that Zhao Hai still didn't know anything about the locust world, while Hamborg just stood at the side laughing, "This guy has too much to say, it's so easy."

I nodded towards Hamborg, then turned to Old Taoist Qiu and asked, "Leader, what do you think about this matter?"

The Old Taoist Qiu could no longer stay silent, and slowly said, "The Feng Shui Treasured Acupoint is suitable for the Demonic Locust Tree, in order to achieve the purpose of circulating Yin and Yang, secretly creating the reincarnation cycle. In theory, this was possible, but it was also inevitable that he would be struck down by the Scourge of Heaven. However, this method is only theoretically feasible. This Penniless Priest has thought about it for a long time, and is ashamed to say that he was unable to come up with a solution. "

Hamborg did not care at all, "This is not a matter, even if others do not know, the head of the Ancestral Hall will definitely know, I can just go over and get him to ask."

After talking about the head of the ancestral hall, I couldn't help but ask, "Even if that guy felt that we would all die for sure, why didn't he send someone to check on us?" Aren't you being too generous? "

Just as I was talking, the door suddenly makes a sound. Someone is knocking on the door. Mao Babao and Old Taoist Qiu seemed to be calm and collected, their hands each holding onto a fellow. For a moment, I really didn't know what would happen to them.

Hamborg walked over to answer the door, opened it blankly for a moment, then turned his head to me and said, "Fourth Boss, this ancestral hall is most likely Cao Cao's reincarnation. As soon as you say it, he's here. "

The door opened and the middle-aged man who looked at the ancestral hall walked in. Just as I was about to get up and ask him why he was here, he fell to his knees with a thud. His forehead repeatedly touched the ground as he cried out, "Gods, masters, please save our town!"

Mao Babao and Old Taoist Qiu were still facing each other with cold eyes, so I took the initiative to help him up, "This big brother, why don't you explain the situation first? "You just kicked us into the cave and then asked us for help. There are too many twists and turns here, if you don't explain clearly, we won't dare to agree to anything."

This person refused to get up even if he was dead. He had the spirit of "If you don't agree, then I'll kneel here and die". Seeing him like this, I immediately retracted my hand. I have seen many of these people with Baxian Hotel for so many years. If you don't have any money, we can discuss it. If you want to be excited, I can wait for you to calm down. But if you want to be a rascal, that's even better.

The few of them just watched as that person knelt in the middle of the room and cried. No one made a sound, they smoked and drank. After Hamborg closed the door, he stood behind him. Then, he opened his mouth: "Fourth Boss, why is there blood on the ground?"

Hearing him say this, I noticed there was indeed a small pool of blood under the kneeling man. I leaned over and grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him up with force. It was only then that I realized that a piece of his shirt was already soaked through with blood. He was dressed in black and he kneeled down and kowtowed before Zhang Xuan after walking in for a short while. He really didn't pay attention to this matter.

Hamborg and I drove him to the sofa, and Old Taoist Qiu came over and flipped the horsetail whisk in the air. After poking him a few times, he coldly said, "Enough, speak, or scram."

He slowly raised his head, his face was already pale white, after gulping down a few mouthfuls of saliva, he said, "My surname is Wu, my name is Wu Leming, I am Wu Leming, the guardian of this generation's ancestral hall …"

Wu Leming was forty-eight years old, and it had been thirty years since he took over the protection of the ancestral hall from his father at the age of eighteen. All these years, he had guarded this "secret" which was known to every single person in the town with utmost care, carefully screening every outsider and unfamiliar face who came to the town, and even dealing with all sorts of matters on the surface. However, Wu Leming had never complained, because he knew that the people in the town respected him and supported him very much.

However, what seemed to be a very peaceful life had been broken half a month ago.

The Ancestral House at the rear of the Ancestral Hall (as they always called the Little Black House) needed to be repaired. According to convention, Wu Leming was afraid that the news would leak out if the neighboring eight villages were to be too close. So, after going around in a roundabout way, through a tourist surnamed Shi, he found a contractor who was said to have done a lot of excellent craftsmanship, Kong Shuangquan.

Wu Leming's requirements were very simple. He didn't need any high grade techniques, nor did he need any Ancient Imitation Repair. What he needed was to stick close to the ancestral house and build a new one, that's all. As for the materials, Wu Leming had good quality dark wood, he only needed to produce a job, and the worker's salary would be given to him twice the market price. However, all of this only required one condition: Kong Shuangquan and his construction team definitely could not damage a single brick and tile of the old Ancestral House!

But Wu Leming had never thought that this condition, which was not that difficult to accomplish in his eyes, would become the fuse that would lead to the beginning of this disaster!