My very cool daughter-in-law

The female ghosts look terrifying but speak peacefully and friendlyly. Under the faint light of white candles, their backs are still bent abnormally and they are forced to bend forward.

Below, the deformed lower limbs support the body in a strange posture. At first glance, it almost looks like a compass that was forced into the ground vertically.

Skinny and weird.

But there is an indescribable tenacity, insisting on standing, and wants to use this body to create turmoil and help others escape.

"Thank you." Sheng Xun said.

Lin Lang was in a complicated and weird mood. He felt rationally that he should be skeptical of the female ghost's words, and shouldn't trust the ghost he met in the deserted village quickly, let alone that he was frightened by the other party just now. Very challenging mentally.

However, he couldn't tell if it was because the other party asked the phrase "Why are you back again".

From then on, he actually began to feel that the other party was inexplicably familiar.

It's as if they've met in this damn place before, and they've gotten along fairly peacefully.

It's just that he doesn't know why, he has completely forgotten about this matter, and a large section of memory seems to have disappeared out of thin air in his mind.

But is that possible?Lin Lang thought blankly.

Then he heard Sheng Xun expressing his gratitude to the female ghost.

In Lin Lang's eyes, Sheng Xun is really a god-man. He not only has no fear of ghosts, but also listens to female ghosts without changing his face. The whole process is as gentle and patient as listening to an ordinary person with some language barriers.

After the female ghost finished stating her intention to help in two or three words, she pushed a sinister invitation to her, but the other party was not afraid, and the tone of the conversation was still gentle.

He also said: "It may be difficult to hide it well, but the kindness is really appreciated. For the sake of your safety, please stay behind later and try not to come out. I will go out alone."

At the end of his words, Sheng Xun added a "okay" for discussion.

It's about being as friendly as possible, and being as good-tempered as you want.

But Lin Lang suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

Lin Lang: "???"

what happened?At first Lin Lang questioned himself in his heart.

I feel that he doesn't even distinguish between personal pronouns, so he will be confused.

Double question marks rose in his already confused head.

But soon, Lin Lang realized that it wasn't that he didn't hear clearly, his ears and brain were fine.

... If it is Sheng Xun, it is really problematic.

"... Whose safety are you thinking about?" Lin Lang asked cautiously, and out of caution, he confirmed with Sheng Xun.

"You guys." Sheng Xun replied.

Mandarin is standard and clear.

The memories of the two female ghosts are indeed not very good. They rarely get sober moments. From a vague impression, it seems that not every new guest who comes back to the ghost village is willing to listen to them. Many of them will When they showed up, they were frightened and scared away.

But even if the memory is not good, the ghost also knows that the words of the guest in front of him are very serious.

"Is our... safe?"

At the beginning, the female ghost standing behind Lin Lang slowly tilted her head, she moved slowly to her companion, and finally faced Sheng Xun together with him.

Then they both tilted their heads.

That's the most they can show doubts.

Sheng Xun was surrounded by the questioning eyes of the two ghosts Jia Linlang, but he didn't feel that there was any problem with his words, and he only affirmed: "Yes, you are safe."

Lin Lang stretched out a finger and pointed at Sheng Xun tremblingly, as if he wanted to ask, "Brother, do you really understand what I'm talking about?"

Sheng Xun cast his eyes on him.

Lin Lang's outstretched hand paused, and suddenly, he suddenly recalled the key point in Sheng Xun's words, and he also understood another meaning that he almost ignored.

"Wait!" Lin Lang's outstretched fingertips quickly circled back and pointed at himself, and he said in disbelief, "I'm not included in your 'you', right?!"

Lin Lang was so shocked that he couldn't stop his voice, and the ending felt like it could go straight through the roof.

Before Sheng Xun answered him, the altar behind seemed to tremble slightly.

Lin Lang and Sheng Xun turned their backs and looked at the table at the same time.

Lin Lang didn't notice any changes on the desktop immediately.

He went to see Sheng Xun, but found that Sheng Xun had a serious expression.

"The tablets have moved." Sensing Lin Lang's question, Sheng Xun answered him, "Their facing angles are not the same as before."

That is really a very small change. If measured with a square, the turn of the tablet will not exceed about 5 degrees.

However, these 5 degrees are very subtle. It is just right, and it makes the tablets turn from the original straight forward to the side where Sheng Xun and Lin Lang are.

——It was as if the people sleeping in the dormitory were finally disturbed, so they all turned their heads to quietly stare at the object who disturbed the peace of the dormitory.

A sense of being spied on quickly ran up the spine.

For no reason, Lin Lang felt that this feeling of being stared at was also inexplicably familiar, which made him want to retreat in reflex.

On the other side, the reaction of the female ghost was even greater than that of Lin Lang.

Their legs twitched unnaturally, their spines seemed to be under heavy pressure, as if an invisible hand was pressing them down forcefully, trying to make them curl up on the ground again and kneel down in front of the altar.

The mutation came suddenly, but ended even faster.

Lin Lang didn't take a step back in the panic for no reason. From the side, he heard the zipper of Sheng Xun's backpack, and immediately after that, the other party seemed to take something out of the bag. Things shook in Sheng Xun's hands.

In the next second, Sheng Xun's movements were smooth and fast. His figure appeared in the corner of Lin Lang's field of vision, and he covered the thing in his hand - a piece of spliced ​​flower cloth with a very abstract pattern - on the altar table.

The huge piece of floral cloth is like a dust cover, which just completely covers the altar.

The table cards on the whole table are covered by this, and any sense of prying eyes and oppression are immediately dispelled.

"What is this?" Lin Lang couldn't help asking after he recovered. On the one hand, he felt that the pattern of this floral cloth was too "artistic", and it was beyond his aesthetic scope. The suppression was immediate, which made him particularly admired, and felt that he could not judge a book by its appearance.

"Why do you carry this kind of thing with you?" Lin Lang was a little talkative for a while. He remembered that Sheng Xun had said to let him stay behind, and also remembered the various advantages that the other party showed after the meeting. He couldn't help but start It is suspected that this brother is actually a folk expert.

"It's a cloth for dolls at home." Sheng Xun told the truth to Lin Lang's question. His eyes were still on the altar, and he didn't expect this thing to be really useful.

At the moment when the tablet on the table seemed to be about to manifest, it was Xiaoxiong who knocked on the bag behind Sheng Xun's back and said softly that there was cloth in the bag for use.

Sheng Xun had seen that big floral cloth when he checked his backpack at the guest house.

At that time, Sheng Xun was stunned for a long time at the cloth with psychedelic patterns, and then he remembered that it was the leftover material after Xiao Qiu mended Xiao Xiong's body, and was pieced together by Xiao Qiu.

Apart from being able to see that Xiaoqiu is a diligent and thrifty housekeeper, Sheng Xun can't see what this big flower cloth can do.

"It will come in handy." Xiao Qiu said firmly at the time.

Sheng Xun was slightly skeptical of Xiaoqiu's affirmation, but under the insistence of the ghost, he put the cloth back in the bag...and then got a real education.

——Never compete with the person in charge of organizing at home who knows more about things.

——Every item received by the other party must have its own meaning.

"...My family insisted that I bring it." Sheng Xun couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he thought of the education he had received, "He is always very careful in places I didn't expect."

As he spoke, he casually lifted the backpack again, listening to the doll knocking on the bag quietly inside and telling him that Xiaoqiu was coming soon.

After receiving the message from Andy, Sheng Xun raised his eyes again, and found that Lin Lang who was staring at him had a strange expression on his face, and the two ghosts who were able to stand straight again were also looking at him quietly.

"Yes, what kind of body supplement is it?" Lin Lang asked tremblingly, "Is the baby a pronoun for a child or something?"

The difference in Sheng Xun's image is only between a few questions and answers.

Lin Lang silently put aside his conjecture of being a "folk master", and at the moment is suspecting that his new little partner is a "folk weirdo".

With this interruption, he instead counted whether he was included in the "you" that he had originally pursued, and forgot about being asked not to go out later.

Taking advantage of the fact that Xiaoqiu was still half a block away, the procession for welcoming and seeing off the bride followed certain old customs and walked extremely slowly.

Sheng Xun seized the time to do what he could do in advance.

He asked the two female ghosts: "The clan's genealogy and record book of major events in the clan should be stored in the ancestral hall by convention. Have you seen these two things here, or know where they might be kept?"

After hearing this, the two ghosts seemed to be lost in thought.

Their memory is not very good, and they are always slow to think about problems.

Lin Lang watched Sheng Xun tremblingly for a while, and the room where the altar was covered by the floral cloth was even more gloomy.

After all, he felt that it was more reassuring to be around Sheng Xun, and he also felt that, based on his impressions after getting in touch with Sheng Xun, even if the other party was a little weird, he should still be a good person overall.

Lin Lang then moved back to the vicinity of Sheng Xun.

He whispered, "What are you looking for with their genealogy and record books?"

Isn't the purpose of coming to the ancestral hall to save people?

With his own eyes, he saw Sheng Xun chasing after the bride-seeking team all the way. The matter of saving someone couldn't be fake, could it?

"To find out how many such ceremonies they have held." Sheng Xun said, his eyes fell on the altar that was covered not far away, seeing the tablets stretched out under the floral cloth, and his eyes almost condensed for a moment.

It can be seen from the scale of the ancestral hall and the placement of the altar table and tablets at the back that this Sun clan living in a closed mountain village respects ancient feudal rituals very much.

According to the practice of the feudal clan, all ceremonies held in the ancestral hall must be recorded, and the participants and dates are specified. Clans usually do not easily compile people with foreign surnames into the genealogy. People with foreign surnames must also record the time and reason for entering the spectrum in the spectrum.

This means that as long as the genealogy is cross-referenced with the record book, how many aboriginal people are in this ghost village, and how many people are victims of the grievance pool.

Their names are traceable and recorded in the book.

Sheng Xun wanted to take them...at least the souls that had been imprisoned for a long time.

They were registered as missing in the outside world, but their souls were tortured in the deserted village, so there should be a good result.

"I remember... here we come..." The woman with a rough voice said slowly, "Please... follow me..."

As she spoke, she turned around slowly, and took Sheng Xun to the location where she had vaguely seen the dossier in her memory.

When Sheng Xun nimbly turned over to the large cabinet that was as high as the beam of the room, he took down the files from the top of the cabinet deep in the dormitory.

On the main road in the village outside the ancestral hall, the bride was dressed in red, and Xiao Qiu walked slowly and leisurely towards the ancestral hall.

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