no puppet

In the scorching summer, Fuze Mountain is full of trees and green grass, but no matter what, it can't block the scorching sun like a raging fire outside the mountain.

As Yin Chun was walking towards the ancestral hall step by step, he happened to meet an elderly couple head-on. From their looks, they should be residents who lived on the mountain for a long time.

The old man hunched over, and Chi Chi Wai Wai complained in a low voice: "I don't know what's going on these days, things are always missing at home."

The old lady also curled her lips and said, "Yeah, the kitchen has been thrown into a mess, it looks like a dog has eaten it, and I don't know who did it."

The old man said: "It doesn't look like it was spoiled by mice, it should be some wandering beasts in the mountains."

The old lady sighed, and said helplessly: "If we really are beasts in the mountains, we two useless old things, I'm afraid it won't take long... we will die in hell!"

While the two old men were talking, they walked leisurely down the mountain, but Yin Chun stopped slightly at this moment, looked up at the small shrine surrounded by piles of weeds, and fixed his eyes involuntarily.

Cheng Daofeng ordered him to put gold on the statue, so he naturally didn't dare to be negligent, and the incense and offerings were all ready, and he waited until they went to the ancestral hall to take care of everything.

But when Yin Chuan lightly pushed the door open, he unexpectedly found that the incense burner in front of the worship mat was in a mess, and the finely divided incense ash was scattered all over the floor, almost staining the idol that was cleaned up yesterday to gray.

And the most exasperating and ridiculous thing is that some of the fruits piled up on the plate are all gone. Looking around the entire narrow house, there is not even a single complete fruit core.

——Yin Chun's first reaction at the time was that the monster could not stay overnight, so he went back to the shrine and lost his temper.Look at the small piece of worship mat placed in front of the statue, it was already worn out enough, but now the cotton has been squeezed out, and the white stuffing is pitifully exposed outside.

Yin Chun was glad that he had bought a new one in the town, otherwise one day Chengdaofeng wanted to come to the mountain to see it suddenly, and he might be shocked by the scene in front of him on the spot.

Fortunately, that damn monster is not there right now.

Yin Chun searched around inside and outside the ancestral hall, thinking that if this ungrateful thing came back now, he would be able to send him to heaven with a broom.

After thinking about it carefully, Yin Chu decided not to let him eat the newly brought steamed stuffed bun, and left it outside the door behind his back, while holding the rag and bucket by himself, he had no choice but to clean up the inside and outside of the ancestral hall again.

However, in the middle of cleaning, there was a sound of hurried footsteps on the stone steps of the ancestral hall.

Yin Chun turned around abruptly, and saw that Zhao Pingshu, who lived on the mountainside, grew up with him, and was sweating profusely, running and jumping into the ancestral hall, shouting at him, "Zu... …Brother Zhen, go and see my mother, go and see my mother, she seems to be dying soon!"

Yin Chun threw the rag in his hand, and couldn't care about other chores for a while, so he followed Zhao Pingshu all the way to his house without any explanation.

The place where Zhao Pingshu and his mother lived was not too far from the ancestral hall, and it was only a short distance of one or two miles.When the two opened the door and entered, they were already covered in hot sweat. Zhao Pingshu didn't even drink his saliva. As soon as he entered the room, he helped the old mother who was lying motionless on the bed, crying and shouting: "Mother, mother! ... Wake up! My son called Brother Zhu here, please tell him what's going on!"

Yin Chun hurriedly glanced at Zhao's mother, but saw that the old man's complexion was ashen, his forehead was black, his whole body was stiff, and he was chanting a few paragraphs of ramblings intermittently - obviously it was a sign of evil beings haunting him.

Zhao Pingshu knelt beside his mother crying, Yin Chun didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, quickly pulled out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, and stuck it on the old man's forehead with a snap.

Afterwards, he practiced the spell, chanted the mantra, gathered the inner breath of the whole body with the index finger alone, brushed the most central part of the talisman paper, and tried his best to make a move——

But after a while, Zhao's mother suddenly let out a stuffy cough, her eyes opened wide, wisps of black smoke faintly emitted from her ears, nose, mouth, and mouth, like water vapor evaporated, and disappeared instantly in front of people's eyes.

When it was time to look at the old man again, Shi Cai's dark blue color had disappeared, and Du Na's eyes were closed again, but he was still so stunned that he couldn't wake up for a long time.

Yin Chun squeezed her wrist, roughly felt her pulse, and after a while, he turned to Zhao Pingshu and said, "...it's all right, it's just that the heat is unstoppable recently, I need to prescribe some medicines for your mother to relieve the fire." gas."

"But...but she hasn't woken up yet!" Zhao Pingshu couldn't help but hastily said.

Yin Chun withdrew his arm, and said in a low voice: "After sleeping for a while, you will wake up naturally, don't worry too much."

Zhao Pingshu nodded repeatedly, with one or two teardrops in his eyes: "Thank you, brother Chu, thank you brother! Fortunately, you came up the mountain today, otherwise, I don't know who to ask for help in this situation!"

Yin Chun raised his hand to try the sweat, Zhao Pingshu hurried up and handed him a handkerchief, and while he was in a hurry to work up and down, he couldn't help but sighed sadly: "This summer, I really don't know what kind of magic it is. It's over... My mother was so good at cooking in the kitchen that she suddenly fell down without making a sound."

Yin Chun's eyes were fixed: "Please explain more clearly, what's going on?"

"I don't know! I was busy chopping firewood in the backyard. I called my mother for a long time, but no one answered. I ran to the kitchen and saw that the person fell down. The cooked white rice in the pot could be sprinkled. It was everywhere, and even the half-baked broth was spilled all over the floor, and there was nothing left."

Zhao Pingshu's face was bitter, and he almost burst into tears: "I heard that there was such a scene at Granny Li's house next door, but the two old people in their family are fine, and the people on the mountain thought it was a rat scene... ...How could it be the turn of our family, a pair of orphans and widows, that they almost lost their lives?"

Yin Zhen's eyebrows twitched, but his face was still calm: "How can a rat make a mess? At most, it will eat some of your food, and it will be sneaky at night."

Zhao Pingshu said: "So when I heard that you were in the shrine, I hurried over. We have been living peacefully up and down the mountain for so many years, and if something really happened, no one would think about it... After all, there are strange powers and gods. No one would really believe it."

Yin Chun didn't bother to argue with him, so he just asked indifferently: "What else can that 'thing' do besides messing up the kitchen and searching for food?"

"If you don't do anything else, just steal food. Speaking of which, no one has seen what it looks like." Zhao Pingshu frowned, "There are only a few households on the mountain, and it almost pissed off all the neighbors. I've said it over and over—but it's the first time for my mother to say something hurtful."

Yin Chu thought for a while, then asked again: "Did it steal money?"

Zhao Pingshu shook his head, and said, "If you don't steal it, the silver is just by the side, and I haven't seen it touched."

Yin Chun couldn't help but a delicate and gentle face appeared in his head - when he was extremely hungry, he even ate paper, no matter what the taste was, as long as it was something to eat, he would eat it up in a few bites.

After a while, Yin Chun got up and went to the door, and said, "...I know what it is."

Zhao Pingshu followed behind him, and said happily, "That's great, brother Zhu, I knew you could get rid of this evil for us!"

"The specifics, I have to go down the mountain to discuss with Master." Yin Chun looked serious, and handed him a stack of talisman papers, "Close the doors and windows at night, and don't let unclean things into the house."

Zhao Pingshu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly chased after him, and asked repeatedly: "Wait, Brother Zhu, I hear what you mean...the thing to grab is probably not small?"

Yin Chun returned a complex and unspeakable look, and Zhao Pingshu's heart skipped a beat. He instantly understood how serious the matter was, so he stretched out his hand to hold the door frame tightly. After a long time, he couldn't hold back a word. Come.

In fact, I really want to look into the past, no matter whether they came to Fengzhen or Fuze Mountain, the residents in this area still believed in the gods very much.It's just that the days of peace brought by Youqing Shenjun were too long, and the generations of married families in the Biyu Mansion declined more and more. People lived a comfortable and comfortable life every year, so they seldom thought about how to prevent problems before they happened.

But things that shouldn't appear now are actually appearing in front of people's eyes, hurting people is real, and the purpose is unknown. No one can predict what kind of disasters it will bring to the local residents.

Yin Chun kept walking all the way, sweating and running straight into the shrine.

During this period, he kept thinking about one thing.When Xie Hengyan came to Biyu Mansion last night, his lovely and pitiful appearance made him feel pity, and he couldn't help giving some food to satisfy his hunger.

The clinker monster avenged his kindness, turned the shrine to pieces with his backhand, and went to the mountain folk's house to attack the old man.

Until now, Yin Zhu felt that his kindness had been fed to the dogs, and it was completely useless.At the same time when Xie Hengyan stepped into the mansion, he should have yelled loudly to wake up his junior brother and master, so that they all knew that such a brazen humanoid monster had entered the house.

However, regrets are regrets. When Yin Chun ran back to the shrine along the way, he was completely shocked by the messy scene in front of him.

The bamboo basket wrapped in white cloth in front of the door should have been filled with a dozen delicious meat buns, steaming hot and constantly emitting white steam—now the bamboo basket has been dismantled without even the frame left, and the stone The stairs are full of fragments of bamboo, grass and cloth mixed together, and most importantly, there is not a single big meat bun left in it, only a small piece of dirty flour remains, which is enough to prove that this person is absolutely innocent. The merciless thief who stole and ate, once squatted aside and enjoyed a meal of delicious food without restraint.

Yin Chun's fast running pace stopped suddenly, and he stood alone on the top of the stone steps, squinting his eyes expressionlessly, for a moment, he didn't know what mood to use to face the farce in front of him.