Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

Ginger Tea: "Drive faster, you can't see what's behind you."

Song Yunchen began to sweat on his back. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Cha, shivering, and asked, "Can I ask how many people are sitting in the back?"

Jiang Cha said: "There is only one, I brought him here, don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Song Yunchen was not worried that Jiang Cha would harm him, he was just simply afraid of ghosts.

When he was a child, he had a more yin constitution and would always see dirty things for no apparent reason. He was often frightened, and it was not until he grew up that he stopped seeing them.

But as he grew older, he was still afraid of that kind of thing.

Afraid of seeing you again.

At Jiang Cha's urging, the car drove onto the highway and headed towards the Song family's old house.

Two hours later, the car got off the highway from the ramp and entered the side road.

Song Yunchen finally couldn't help asking, "Why are we going to the Song family's old house?"

Jiang Cha was a little tired after sitting in the car for a long time. He yawned sleepily and said, "Look for the ashes of the mother and son who were murdered."

Song Yunchen swallowed his saliva and asked, "What are you looking for? Bones, ashes?"

Jiang Cha propped his hand on the door, holding up his face, yawning repeatedly, and said, "Yes, if the mother and the child are one, or both die during childbirth, the mother will resent the child for being killed, and the child will resent that he could not be born. This kind of situation can easily turn into a vicious evil ghost. Once formed, it will bring disaster to the world.

By that time, not only will Song Yunlan die, but your entire Song family will be destroyed.

So the old man of the Song family invited Master Mingjing to perform a ritual in the old house of the Song family, threatening the future of the Song family and asking all the ancestors of the Song family to help suppress the ashes of the mother and baby, so as to prevent the formation of evil spirits and put an end to future troubles. "

Song Yunchen also recently conducted an in-depth investigation into what happened two years ago.

I found the information of the woman who was pregnant two years ago and knew the general ins and outs of the matter, so after listening to Jiang Cha's words, I quickly understood.

Grandpa was betting the future of the Song family on the help of ancestors. Because of this, the mother and baby had been staying with Song Yunlan, but had never found a chance to take revenge.

After Jiang Cha finished speaking, he closed his eyes and planned to take a nap.

"Wake me up when you get to your destination."

"it is good."

……

The car drove on the bumpy mountain road for nearly an hour, and after crossing one mountain after another, it finally arrived at the Song family's old house.

As soon as the car stopped, before Song Yunchen could open his mouth to wake Jiang Cha up, Jiang Cha opened his eyes.

She opened the car door and got out.

Song Yunchen also came down.

The two stood in front of a majestic ancient mansion full of the atmosphere of historical dynasties.

The sunlight was dazzling, Jiang Cha raised his hand to block the sunlight and saw clearly the words on the plaque above: Song Mansion.

This is almost a historical site.

Song Yunchen said: "This village is called Dahe Village. There used to be a big river in front of it, so it was named Dahe Village. But later, with the development of history, the river changed its course and there is no big river here, but Dahe Village still uses the previous name."

There are not many residents in Dahe Village, just a dozen households and dozens of people.

Most of them are elderly people and left-behind children, and the young and middle-aged people have basically gone out to work.

Every household was very poor, living in either bungalows or tiled houses, which formed a very sharp contrast with the Song family's old house.

As soon as Jiang Cha and his friends' car drove into the village, it attracted a lot of attention.

But the old people just took a look at the car and turned away. Only the curious and ignorant children would timidly gather around to watch the fun.

Song Yunchen added: "The Song family's old house has a history of 200 years and has been renovated many times, the most recent one being two years ago."

Two years ago, it was exactly the time when the mother and baby had the accident.

There is an old man who guards the old house. He is very old, but his legs and feet are still very nimble.

They are still dressed like servants in the Republic of China.

As soon as they reached the door, they were stopped by the old man, "This is the private residence of the Song family. Outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission."

The outsider refers to Song Yunchen, and the stranger refers to Jiang Cha.

After Song Yunchen followed his biological father back to the Song family, he only got the surname Song. He was not even included in the family tree. Except for his biological father, all the other members of the Song family did not regard him as a member of the Song family.

"Seventh Master, I have something to do and need to go in. Could you please let me in for a moment?" Song Yunchen said.

But the old man obviously didn't buy his tricks, "I won't let anyone in without the master's authorization."

Song Yunchen wanted to say something, but Jiang Cha stopped him and called out, "Xiao Hei."

A small black snake suddenly jumped up, pounced on the old man, and bit him on the neck.

The old man suddenly froze and stopped moving.

Song Yunchen quickly reached out to support him. The old man's whole body was tense and as stiff as a stone sculpture.

Song Yunchen looked at the old man and reached out to touch his nose.

And breathing.

Jiang Cha noticed his movements and said, "He won't die. Xiao Hei won't hurt anyone casually. It's just that Xiao Hei's poison can temporarily immobilize him."

Song Yunchen looked at Xiao Hei again. This is more effective than the anesthetic gun.

If Xiao Hei's toxin could be mass-produced, it would be another extremely lethal weapon.

"Don't even think about it. It's unrealistic to use Xiao Hei's toxin to mass-produce weapons. Whether Xiao Hei's toxin can kill people depends on whether it wants to. Once it's extracted, it's highly toxic and anyone who touches it will die." Jiang Cha said.

Song Yunchen: “…”

He looked at Xiao Hei and silently took two steps back.

Xiao Hei hung on Jiang Cha's neck and turned his head to blink at Song Yunchen, "Hiss~Hiss~" Xiao Hei is a good Xiao Hei.

Jiang Cha touched Xiao Hei's head and took the lead in stepping over the high threshold.

Shen Jingqi couldn't get in, but if he hid in the little finger bone, he could be carried in by Jiang Cha.

Song Yunchen quickly followed, "Where will the ashes of the mother and baby be placed?"

The construction of the Song Mansion is similar to the mansions of noble families in historical dynasties. It covers a large area and consists of several unique courtyards.

Jiang Cha first walked around the mansion, roughly looked at the feng shui layout of the mansion, and broke a few formations.

Once the formation was broken, dark clouds gathered in the sky.

A bolt of lightning struck from the dark clouds, and a huge rumbling sound rang out at the same time. The ground shook three times, and it seemed as if a giant dragon was roaring in the deep mountains.

Song Yunchen felt his heart tremble as he listened to the loud noises.

I felt inexplicably frightened.

Jiang Cha walked very fast. It was clearly her first time here, but when she walked, she was obviously more familiar with the road conditions here than Song Yunchen.

Song Yunchen jogged after her and when he looked down, he realized that Jiang Cha was still wearing flip-flops.

Song Yunchen looked at the dark clouds above his head that were growing bigger and denser, and swallowed.

Look at the pair of flip-flops that Jiang Cha is wearing casually.

The strong and sharp contrast eased his nervous mood a lot.

Maybe all big guys are not particular about details.

Song Yunchen thought.