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the other side.

When Qin Manjiang and Zuo Xian went down to the cave to explore [His] tomb, a special guest came to Guanyin Village.

The old village chief and the few young men in the village stood at the entrance of the village and looked around.

The mountain mist permeates the mountain col, and the branches and leaves faintly revealed in the mist are like one or two strokes of random touches in a landscape painting, full of charm.

Not long after, a man in a black Tang suit walked out through the mist.

The old village chief's eyes were bright. He tugged at his clothes nervously, turned to the villagers behind him and said, "Be smart."

"I know, village chief!"

Old Man Zhao felt uneasy and asked one more question: "Is the pig roasted yet?"

"Okay, you can lift it down at any time!"

"Well, that's good." The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief, with an excited smile on his face, and hurriedly greeted him.

A person followed closely behind the village chief. He couldn't help but look forward carefully and muttered: "Is this divine envoy so young?"

"Shut up, don't say what you shouldn't say."

Old man Zhao cursed in a low voice, and at this time the visitor had already come closer.

"Hermit Kashiwa!"

Old man Zhao quickly bowed and saluted. This kind of grand ceremony is rarely seen in modern society. But when he bowed like this, he realized that there was a little baby following behind the envoy?

The person who came was none other than Bai Gu. Seeing that Old Zhao had a strange look on his face, he stepped aside and revealed the child behind him. The child was only five or six years old, with bright eyes, a handsome and upright appearance, and was very cute.

"This is my descendant, just call him Xiaoyang." Bogu introduced in a calm tone.

Old man Zhao felt a little dissatisfied in his heart.

Is it appropriate to bring a child to do this kind of thing?

What future generations...

Wait...Old man Zhao suddenly realized that the term "descendants" was a bit strange.

A son will be a son, and a grandson will be a grandson. What does it mean to be descendants?

It was as if seniority was completely unimportant to this Pagu.

Although he was full of doubts, this Bogu did have real abilities. How could Old Man Zhao dare to offend him?

"Let's go."

When Bogu spoke, Old Man Zhao understood and winked at the villagers behind him.

The group of people hurried back to the village, and not long after, they came forward carrying a pig that was roasted and the meat was fragrant.

This time, of course, I want to go underground and do business.

Old man Zhao secretly glanced at the five or six-year-old child and whispered to Baigu: "God's envoy, will Xiaoyang come with you?"

"Well, you just lead the way."

Baigu, who was dressed in a black Tang suit, was obviously unwilling to say anything.

Old man Zhao shut his mouth angrily and said no more.

He picked two of the tallest and strongest young men, carried the roasted pig, and together with Baigu and Xiaoyang, a total of five people, went to the statue of Guanyin.

Baigu stood still and looked up at the Guanyin statue, but as he looked at it, his face showed a bit of surprise.

"Has anyone appeared in the past two days?"

Old man Zhao was startled, thinking that this divine envoy was really powerful, and he could see the clues at a glance.

He deliberately lied, but knew that there was no way he could hide it from Baigu.

Then he quickly said: "A woman appeared. Didn't the envoy say that this statue is an offering to the one underground? I suspect... that woman is the incarnation of Guanyin. She didn't want to be sacrificed, so she ran away secretly. ”

Bogu's expression changed obviously. He approached the old village chief and whispered: "I didn't ask you to feed her to the monster underground, you idiot."

Old Zhao's face turned red and white. At this age, he had not been scolded like this for a long time.

This damn Pagu...if I hadn't asked for help, I would have been chopped into pieces alive.

The two young villagers carrying the roasted pig on the side also twisted their necks strangely, looking unhappy.

But Baigu seemed not to notice, and continued: "He in the ground is just nourishment, this Guanyin is the tree, and the woman you see is the fruit. You fool, you let go of the most precious thing. What on earth did you do?" What? Why did she come out early?"

Bo Gu bombarded him with a series of questions, which made Old Zhao look extremely ugly.

It turns out that that is not the incarnation of Guanyin, that woman is the real treasure!

But was taken away by that strange man...

As for why the woman appeared in advance, Old Man Zhao was a little evasive.

"I...I don't know either." Old man Zhao lowered his head, looking down and letting himself be beaten and scolded.

Bai Gu seemed to be hiding his anger, and muttered to himself: "Forget it, come out early, I must have only absorbed part of it, take me down."

"well……"

The old village chief nodded repeatedly and went around to the back of the Guanyin statue. After groping for a while, the ground shook slightly, and a dark hole was immediately revealed.

"What are you still standing there for? You two get out of here first!"

Old man Zhao scolded the young man carrying the roasted pig, then bowed and led the young and old Bai family into the cave.

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Xiaoyang's eyes were bright. He often heard his grandfather tell some strange things, and this place was one of them.

This time, grandpa said that he would take him to learn a lot, so he followed.

As soon as we entered the cave, there were dirt steps sloping downward under our feet. They were wet and slippery, and it was so dark that we couldn't see our fingers.

Fortunately, the old village chief had been prepared. The two men carrying the pigs, plus the old village chief, and three flashlights illuminated the road, and they were finally able to see clearly.

It was damp and cold in the cave, and my feet would slip from time to time.

Occasionally, a drop of water fell from the roof of the cave and got into his neck, making Xiaoyang tremble.

He was still young and didn't know how to be afraid of many things, but walking in this cave, fear was more like a natural instinct hidden in his bones, and it was immediately released.

Xiaoyang shivered and descended the dirt stairs. When he stepped on the flat ground, he just breathed a sigh of relief when he caught a glimpse of a pile of bones from the corner of his eye.

"grandfather……"

Xiaoyang grabbed the corner of Baigu's clothes.

Bai Gu turned to look at him, condescendingly, without any emotion in his eyes: "What are you afraid of?"

"But……"

Xiaoyang paused, a little aggrieved.

"I asked you what are you afraid of?"

Baigu simply stopped and stopped walking at all. He stared directly at Xiaoyang: "Answer me, what are you afraid of?"

Old man Zhao winked at the two young men carrying the pigs, and the three of them stood aside and watched the excitement.

"Are they...are they dead?" Xiao Yang asked, pointing to the skeletons beside the wall.

"Dead," Pagu replied without a pause, "and what, because you're dead, you're afraid of them?"

Xiaoyang nodded tremblingly, and just as he was about to open his mouth to continue saying something, Bogu raised his hand high and slapped Xiaoyang to the ground.

This sudden move even shocked Old Man Zhao.

What's wrong...

Xiaoyang's cheeks became red and swollen at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, but he was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry just now, but now he could no longer shed tears.

He looked up at his "grandpa" blankly.

What on earth did I do wrong?