Milk Tuan is four and a half years old: Rich families all over the city beg me to catch demons

Wan Yucheng smiled: "You can keep everything you drink!"

As he spoke, he reached out to help her wipe the corner of her mouth.

Sui Sui narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Lao Zhang looked at his young master Seventh from the rearview mirror, and secretly smiled.

The world is so wonderful, in front of Chitose, this always surly young master immediately turns into a hot boy and girl!

After driving for a while, we arrived at Tan Wei's Fengshui Pavilion.

Tan Wei was already waiting at the door.

Seeing that familiar car approaching, he hurried forward a few steps to meet him.

Suisui took Wan Yucheng out of the car.

"Hey, Master Xiao Wan is here too! I haven't seen you for a while, and he's even more handsome!" Tan Wei said with a smile.

Chitose looked at Tan Wei: "Boss Tan, what do you think of Suisui?"

Tan Wei hurriedly said: "Yeah, Sui Sui is even more beautiful!"

"Is there any more?" Xiaotuanzi raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes, full of anticipation, "Has Sui Sui grown taller?"

Tan Wei looked down at her: "Uh, it seems... not too obvious!"

Suisui: "..."

The expression on Xiaopang's face was a bit indescribable.

Wan Yucheng laughed, very evil.

Sui Sui glared at him, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

After getting into Tan Wei's car, the three of them drove towards Dawangzhuang Village on the outskirts of the city.

After driving for more than half an hour, I saw a big blue sign from a distance saying: Welcome to Dawangzhuang Village.

This is the entrance to the village.

The village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is good.

Entering the village, a small clear river gurgled under your feet.It had just rained heavily and the river was flooded.

The car drove on the dirt road for a while, and Sui Sui found that there were white lanterns hanging on the gates of several houses in the village.

She muttered curiously: "The people here are so interesting, I haven't seen a white lantern in Sui Sui yet!"

She went to the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to join in the fun. The lanterns there were all red and colorful, but she had never seen white ones.

Lao Zhang said: "This white lantern can't be hung casually, it will only be hung when someone is dead or there is a funeral at home!"

Hearing this, Chitose remembered that when the old man of Wan Yucheng's family passed away, there was indeed a white lantern hanging at the door.

She nodded and frowned again: "Why so many people died all of a sudden?"

Wan Yucheng pursed his lips: "Maybe, that's why the village chief wanted the master."

After inquiring all the way, he soon found the village chief's house.

Tan Wei knocked on the door, and when the door opened, an old man in his 50s poked his head out.

"Who are you?" He looked at the three people standing outside.

A fat, white man in his thirties, a handsome boy in his twelfth or thirteen years, and a fat and beautiful little doll.

It's a weird combination.

Tan Wei: "Are you the village chief? I am the owner of Fengshui Pavilion, and my surname is Tan."

"Ah, you are Master Tan!" The village head quickly opened the door and reached out to shake Tan Wei's hand.

"Master Tan, please come in quickly!" He said, and looked at the two children, one big and one small, behind him.

Tan Wei understood the village head's doubts, and said, "Both of them are masters, and they are my assistants."

Hearing this, the village chief didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly nodded to Wan Yucheng and Chitose, and then let the three of them into the yard.

He looked outside and left and right again, making sure that no one had noticed, and quickly closed the gate of the yard.

"Come, come, Master Tan, the two little masters, please sit in the room!"

"His mother, the distinguished guest is here! Hurry up and serve tea!" He shouted again to the side room next to him.

Then he took the three of them into the main room.

After everyone sat down, a stout middle-aged woman brought a teapot, set out tea bowls, and poured tea for the three of them.

"Village chief, you're welcome. Please tell us the whole story!" Tan Wei said.

The village chief pursed his lips and nodded.

"Three masters, this matter is really weird!"

"You may have seen those houses with white lanterns when you entered the village. In our village, seven or eight people died all at once!"

"This matter has to start with the night burial that night!"

Immediately afterwards, the village head talked about the horrible incident that happened two days ago.

In Dawangzhuang Village, there is a custom.

Those who died violently cannot be buried in the ancestral graves, for fear that their souls will be unstable and the evil spirit will be too heavy to affect future generations.

Therefore, at night, it should be carried to a remote mountain depression and buried in the wilderness far away from the ancestral graves.

There is a small bridge at the west end of the village, leading to the mountain.When people send night burials, they always walk over the small bridge and enter the mountain.

Under the bridge is a shallow river with large rocks piled up in a haphazard manner, more like a rocky beach.

That night, the villagers gave a night funeral to the lonely old man Sun who had just died in a car accident.

When the time came, the first person to come out was a Mr. Geography wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe and a cap, holding a whisk in his hand.

I heard Mr. Geography shout: "The coffin bearers are ready, the auspicious time has come, send-night-buried--"

Then six strong coffin bearers came out carrying the coffin.

Old man Sun is a lonely old man with no relatives, only a distant cousin.

When the funeral procession passed the main road, several houses on the side of the road opened their doors.People in plain clothes came out and followed behind the line.

These are old neighbors who have a good relationship with Old Man Sun, and they spontaneously came to see him off.

Gradually, more and more people gathered, and there were probably more than [-] people.Dragging a long team all the way to the west of the village.

Soon came to the small bridge.

Old man Sun's nephew Sun Gui walked in front, wearing hemp and filial piety and holding a banner, followed by Mr. Geography.

When Sun Gui walked to the middle of the bridge, a dark cloud covered the moon, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

At this moment, an inexplicable gust of wind suddenly blew up, making a "whirring" sound in my ears.

A large cloud of sand and dust was rolled up in a circle, and it rushed towards the people on the bridge.

Sun Gui and the others were unprepared, and were immediately staggered, unable to open their eyes at all.

One of the coffin bearers slipped his shoulder, and the coffin slid down.

This end suddenly lost weight, and the other coffin bearers were caught off guard. The wooden bars slipped one after another, and Old Man Sun's coffin fell on the bridge with a "bang".

The wooden bridge has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has been raining heavily recently, and the wooden planks of the bridge deck have decayed.

Usually nothing can be seen, but at this time the coffin fell down suddenly, and the fragile bridge deck could not withstand this sudden strong external force.

With the sound of "click, click, click", a large part of the bridge deck collapsed.Mr. Geography and Sun Gui in front of them fell out of the big hole at once.

With a few screams of "Ah——", there was no movement.

Seeing this, the village head quickly shouted: "Go back quickly, the bridge is about to collapse!"

The stunned people came back to their senses when they heard the shout, and ran back one after another.

As soon as everyone ran back to the bridge, they saw that the bridge deck was like strings of loose beads, and the wooden boards fell to the pile of rocks under the bridge.The whole bridge collapsed in an instant.

Then the moon pierced through the clouds and the surroundings brightened up again.

Everyone saw that old man Sun's coffin board fragments and corpses were scattered on the rocky beach under the bridge.

Next to it, Sun Gui and other seven or eight people were lying on their stomachs or on their backs.The brains burst, the blood stained the river red, and people had long lost their vitality.