I’m Being Held Captive by Demons

Kong Ning subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Nuo opera, also known as ghost opera.

It is an ancient sacrificial ceremony, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, praying for a good harvest, or repelling the god of plague, with various specialties.

In Kong Ning's memory, Shanlan County held three Nuo opera sacrifices, all of which were when famines or plagues occurred.

All the people in the county wore Nuo opera masks and gathered on the river beach in the west of the city to hold a large-scale sacrifice, and the scene was very lively.

However, in recent years, Shanlan County has experienced good weather and good harvests every year, and there have been no natural or man-made disasters.

This year, from the beginning of the year, the weather has been smooth all the way to the middle of the year.

There is no heavy snow, no heavy rain, no drought, no locusts, and no plague. Everyone lives very smoothly.

At this time, it seemed a bit abrupt for the county magistrate to hold a Nuo opera sacrifice.

And Kong Ning just had a nightmare last night, foretelling that there might be troubles in Mid-Autumn Festival or Chongyang Festival.

At this time, there is still a Nuo drama sacrifice... Once something happens, it will be a big deal!

After eating quickly in twos and threes, Kong Ning got up and walked into the back hall, wanting to talk to the magistrate about the matter, to see if he could persuade the magistrate to cancel the Nuo opera sacrifice.

However, as soon as he entered the back hall, he heard the conversation between the magistrate and his brother-in-law from the room.

Brother-in-law, is the Yin locust tree in the mountains really enough? What if it's not enough? I put all my money into it.

Then came the voice of the county magistrate.

You're afraid of a fart! With my official supporting you, who would dare to grab this business from Quan Shanlan? Make sure you earn enough money to marry Miss Wu's family.

Kong Ning stood in the corner and listened for a while, then sighed wordlessly.

Turned around and left.

This Nuo opera was indeed a way for the county magistrate to set up a name to help his brother-in-law make money.

All the people in the city came to buy his brother-in-law's mask, what a deal this must be...

Although he is heavily relied on by the county magistrate, but in the eyes of this stingy old man, a mere squad arrester is just a more obedient and easy-to-use dog.

Kong Ning can still talk about ordinary small things, but for such a big matter related to the county magistrate's brother-in-law getting money to marry a wife, if Kong Ning dares to talk nonsense, he will definitely bring shame on himself.

…Should I ask Wan'er to scare the county magistrate at night and force him to cancel the Nuo opera sacrifice?

The first idea that Kong Ning thought of was this.

But now that there are so many people in the yamen staring at him, and he is about to set off to cut trees outside the city, it is bound to attract attention for Kong Ning to leave without authorization at this time.

There is Su Yan's eyeliner in the county government...

In the end, Kong Ning planned to hold on first, and wait until tomorrow morning, or tonight when Su Yan goes out to find Wan'er.

In this way, an afternoon passed quickly.

Kong Ning and the others arrested more than 300 people, and they all scattered into the barren hills outside the city, looking for the Yin locust tree, and then cut it down and dragged it back.

Although there are many shade locust trees in the mountains, they are not standing in a forest, but scattered among the mountains.

Fortunately, there were enough arresters. At dusk, there were already more than a dozen thick locust trees piled up in the yard of the county magistrate's brother-in-law's workshop.

As for the county magistrate's brother-in-law, he is as stingy as the county magistrate.

Everyone was tired all afternoon, so they drank a few bowls of rice wine each, and then dispersed, leaving no arrests for dinner.

When Kong Ning left, the fellow policemen all complained.

But Kong Ning didn't care, after parting with everyone, he declined the invitation of Ma Liu and the others to go to Chunfenglou to listen to the song, and he rode a jujube horse back to Huaishu Lane alone.

Under the afterglow of the blood-red sunset, Huaishu Alley was empty and quiet.

The cool autumn wind blew up the dead leaves all over the place.

The old locust tree in front of the house seems to be losing its leaves more and more seriously.

I don't know what's wrong with the old locust tree.

And under the locust tree, as always, sat the parents enjoying the cool air.

The father with an indifferent face, leaning against the locust tree, seemed to be resting.

Sitting at the gate of the courtyard, knitting a sweater, a smiling, red-faced mother.

Seeing the figures of his parents, Kong Ning felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He smiled and led the jujube horse into Huaishu Alley.

But at this moment, a woman's anxious cry suddenly sounded from behind.

Benefactor! Don't enter...

Kong Ning was instantly terrified and turned around quickly.

However, there was nothing behind him, and the person who called him could not be seen on the street.

And this voice seems to belong to Xu Miaoyi...

Isn't she already dead?

Could it be that Miss Xu San has really turned into a grieving ghost?

Kong Ning frowned and looked at the empty street behind him, and opened his eyes.

However, under the eyes of Fayan, everything is as usual, and there is no figure of resentful ghosts.

But he just heard the voice clearly.

At noon in Tian's abandoned house, I saw Xu Miaoyi's figure out of the corner of my eye, which can be said to be an illusion.

Now I heard her voice again... It's impossible for the illusion to appear twice in a row, right?

Kong Ning frowned, stood at the entrance of the alley and kept looking around, but found nothing.

When he turned around, he saw his parents under the locust tree looking at him in surprise.

The mother smiled kindly and said, Ning'er, what are you looking for? Is there any friend going home with you?

The mother's voice, gentle and kind, makes people want to share all the secrets with her.

But Kong Ning did not see Xu Miaoyi's figure.

And even if I saw it, it would be impossible to introduce a ghost to my parents...

Shaking his head, Kong Ning said: It's nothing, maybe it's an auditory hallucination. Father, mother, how are you today?

Concerned about the health of his parents, Kong Ning stood under the locust tree and chatted with the two old people.

Then he led the horse into the yard.

In the kitchen, there was the smell of food and the sound of boiling oil.

A beautiful face poked out from the stove, and at the same time, that long neck poked out.

Husband, Su Yan said with a smile on her face, you should take a rest first, dinner will be ready soon.

As always, Su Yan extended her neck to greet Kong Ning, she was horrified before, but now she has seen it a lot, but she is a little bit used to it.

He led the skinny date-yellow horse into the stable, and didn't care whether the horse would be frightened by the scary appearance of monsters every day.

Kong Ning changed into loose clothes, and as soon as she sat down in the room, Su Yan came in with a smile and a steaming meal.

Four dishes and one soup, as always, rich and delicious, full of color, fragrance and taste.

The situation at home is pretty much the same as before.

But as soon as Kong Ning stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, the witch beside him informed Kong Ning of bad news.

Husband, if Yan'er doesn't go out tonight, we husband and wife can finally sleep together.

The scorpion spirit with a smile on his face laughed and told such sad news.

Kong Ning was startled for a moment... the scorpion spirit isn't going out yet?

If she doesn't go out, how can I go to the south of the city to inform Wan'er...

And you're so nice, why don't you go out all of a sudden?

Do you really want to fight till dawn?

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