Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu looked over and saw two dark figures walking over. There was no light here, so he could only make out some clues through the darkness of the night. Just by looking at his clothes, he could roughly conclude that the other party was definitely not from the village. Because the two people were walking hand in hand, Zhang Yu could only see the person on his side, who seemed to be the fifty-year-old man he saw during the day.

"It's him..." After confirming who it was, Zhang Yu nodded secretly. He knew in his heart that the other party was here to find someone. If he didn't find him during the day, he had to come out at night to have a look.

The two people quickly passed in front of Zhang Yu. They didn't say anything, so Zhang Yu couldn't notice anything. Zhang Yu pondered whether he should follow him and take a look. Then he thought about it and settled on it. The other party's cultivation should not be far away. If he was discovered, he would have to take action if he couldn't protect everything.

It's better not to cause trouble yourself, and don't offend the river.

So Zhang Yu stood up, walked around the back of the house, and returned to Cheng Bo's yard. He climbed over the backyard wall, returned to his room, closed the window, and sat cross-legged on the kang to heal his wounds with luck.

My injuries have healed to some extent, and basically nothing has been delayed, but after all, I am not in the best condition. This place itself is a troublesome place, and now that there are several more experts looking for help, it is obviously even more troublesome. You must be in optimal condition to cope with various emergencies.

Time passed little by little. In the dark night, the room was pitch dark. Zhang Yuku was sitting there. His true energy had been circulating for a week, and he felt much more comfortable. He still had his eyes closed, knowing in his heart that he couldn't sleep and had to get through the night.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to check the time. When the screen lit up, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night. At this time, it was nothing, but he soon discovered that something was wrong.

When he came during the day, he also checked his mobile phone and found that the phone had a signal. Looking back now, there is no signal on the mobile phone.

Zhang Yu immediately dialed Zhang Qingfeng's phone number. As expected, the call could not be dialed at all.

At this moment, Zhang Yu's heart trembled and he stood up from the kang.

"What's going on... Why is there suddenly no signal... Could it be that something went wrong..." Zhang Yu's face turned serious. He closed his eyes and felt everything around him with his mind's eye.

The surrounding area was very quiet, just like before. It was because of this quietness that Zhang Yu felt something was wrong.

"No...no..." Zhang Yu said in his heart: "I remember that before, I could still hear the sound of Uncle Cheng snoring, but now...it's gone..."

He got off the kang directly, opened the door, left the room, and came to the main room. The main room in the countryside is different from the main room in Zhang Yu Taoist Temple. There is no sofa or anything, just stoves on both sides.

Zhang Yu stood in the middle of the main room, closed his eyes again, and felt it with his inner eye. To be precise, he was listening to what was in Uncle Cheng's room.

Soon, Zhang Yu discovered that there seemed to be no one in Uncle Cheng's room. Because even if someone is sleeping and not snoring, they must at least be breathing. But there was not even the sound of anyone breathing in Uncle Cheng's room.

"No one... It's impossible... Even though I've been healing my wounds, there's no way I can't hear the commotion..." Zhang Yu has this kind of confidence. If Mr. Cheng and his wife go out at night, he will definitely be able to hear it. arrive. Don't say that Uncle Cheng and his wife are just ordinary people. Even if they are experts, with Zhang Yu's cultivation level, it is impossible not to hear at all.

He arrived at the door of Uncle Cheng's room in two steps, stretched out his hand to pull the door, and the door opened. He was also cautious, took a step inward, and then glanced around. The room was pitch dark and nothing could be seen clearly. When his eyes fell on the kang, he couldn't tell if anyone was there.

But Zhang Yu was able to confirm based on his feeling that there was no one in the room at all. He still wanted to make sure that there was a light cord in the room. He raised his hand and pulled the light cord. There was a "click" and the incandescent light on the ceiling came on.

Looking back on the kang, I could see everything clearly. Both quilts were on the kang, but there was no one under the quilt at all.

"Where have people gone..."

Zhang Yu took a breath and felt a little confused. Although he had already thought that something might happen at night, what happened now was really unbelievable.

Uncle Cheng and his wife were still in the room and could still hear snoring. Why did it suddenly disappear?

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Yu decided to go to the side room to see the situation. When Uncle Cheng and his wife disappeared, the two sons and his wife moved to sleep in someone else's house, but the grandson's wife was still at home with the children and slept in the side room.

Zhang Yu immediately went out and came to the yard. When the rooms were assigned during the day, Zhang Yu was there and knew that the seven newcomers lived in the room on the left, and Uncle Cheng's family lived in the room on the right.

In a few steps, he rushed to the window of Cheng Bo's eldest grandson's room, put his ear close to the window, and listened. There was no movement inside. He then used his inner eye to feel it, but he found no living person inside.

"It's not going to be over..." Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, then reached out to push the window open, but the window was stuck and it didn't open at once.

Zhang Yu walked to the door and reached out to push the door. The door was not pushed open, it was also plugged in. Zhang Yu was anxious to see what was going on, so he didn't care about anything else. He simply took out the seven-star knife and stuck it in the crack of the door.

With a "squeak" sound, the door latch was cut into two pieces by the Seven-Star Knife, and the door opened. Zhang Yu stepped in. The main room of the wing was very narrow, with only two bedrooms on the left and right. Zhang Yu first went to the bedroom on the right to check and turned on the light. There was a blanket on the kang, but there was no one there. Zhang Yu went to the bedroom on the left to check again. There were piles of debris inside, but there was no one there either.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the door opposite open and the sound of footsteps coming out.

As soon as he heard the sound, Zhang Yu quickly walked out of the wing and came to the courtyard. Then he saw three people standing at the door of the wing opposite.

These three people are all older people. The one in the middle is the Fourth Master, the one on the left is Mr. Luo, and the one on the right is a middle-aged man in his forties.

As soon as the two sides faced each other, Mr. Luo on the opposite side spoke first: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Everyone is here to stay overnight, so it makes no sense for Zhang Yu to break into his grandson's wife's room now.

Zhang Yu shook his head, his face became serious, and he said seriously: "Everyone here is gone."

"All gone? What do you mean?" Mr. Luo asked in surprise.

"Uncle Cheng next door had been snoring before, and suddenly there was no sound. I felt something was wrong, so I went over to check, and found that Uncle Cheng and his wife were missing. I followed to see if anyone in Uncle Cheng's family was there. Not here, but it turned out that his grandson's wife and grandson are also missing now." Zhang Yu said seriously.