"Wuwu~~Wuwuwu~~~Mr. Save me! Wuwu~~~" I saw a beautiful woman wearing red silk walking out of the corner tremblingly, and immediately knelt in front of me and crying, begging me to save her while crying. I was really stunned!

She is Xiao Yuyu, she is the Xiaoyuyu who caused Cui Yusheng and Gui Yuzhi to die?!

As an ordinary person, I really think this beautiful and charming woman is chilling. If I had known today, I wouldn’t have been with Cui Yusheng at the beginning... Alas!

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Xiao Yuyu immediately choked and said, "If all the sins were spread to me alone, I would admit it, but I would be unwilling to let me pay their lives... If I was the one who seduced Cui Yusheng at the beginning, then if Cui Yusheng was really devoted to Gui Yuzhi, who could have come into his eyes?!"

"Oh..." Old Man Liu sighed deeply and said, "What's the use of complaining now? If there weren't so many people who wanted to live, would you think you could still say something like this here? I'm afraid you can only go on and talk to the girl Gui Yuzhi, hum!"

Xiao Yuyu's face trembled and said anxiously: "I...I...I don't want to die, wuwu~~~please...please help me, I am willing to follow this troupe for the rest of my life. As long as I am still there, I will never let everyone be hungry. Please, please, sir, please save me, wuwu~~"

I bent over and helped Xiao Yuyu up and said, "Grandpa Liu can keep you and want you to protect the jobs of these people. Perhaps atonement with virtue is also a way to make you correct your mistakes."

Maybe it was because I had been with my master for so long that I had some of his temperament or maybe it was because I had experienced some life and death, and had a new understanding of life, so I could say these words to Xiao Yuyu. In fact, I really want to throw her away, destroy her happy life and destroy her family, which was still very sensible, but I can't say these things anymore and can't do them.

Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with tears and he focused his head, saying, "Mr. I will do whatever he told me. As long as they don't let them come to me again, I really... I can't stand it anymore... Woo ~~~"

My heart lit up, as if I had thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Maybe they were looking for you, otherwise it would not make everyone unable to eat or sleep. Grandpa Liu, the people in this opera troupe, who else can't feel that they exist?"

Old Man Liu smoked two droughts of dry tobacco and immediately shook his head and said, "No, everyone in this opera troupe is here. Everyone can hear them sing on the front desk at midnight, but... they just mix up our normal routine, but never come into the back hall, but for some reason?"

"Oh?" I couldn't help but be a little surprised. Cui Yusheng and Gui Yuzhi were obviously unfair. They should have asked Xiao Yuyu and the people in the troupe to take revenge, but why did they not ask everyone for their lives, but just stir up the daily routine at night? The statue of Lao Langshen was not consecrated at all, and they should be ruthless, but...

By the way! Why did they lead me here? Why did they let me see them? Did they say... do they want me to help them? Or through me...

Anyway, this is so strange, alas! Is there anything that can be said to me? Why are they so weird? Could it be that they can't say it at all?

I was shocked. Just as I thought of the key part, suddenly, Bu Yique's voice sounded outside the opera stake: "Seventh day of the lunar month? Are you here in the seventh day of the lunar month?"

After being mixed up by Bu Yique's voice, my head suddenly turned into a ball of paste. Why did this guy just make a sound now? Where have you been running for so long? I want to ask him carefully!

The people in the opera troupe were staring at me with big eyes. I hurriedly grabbed the back of my head and said embarrassedly: "It's almost dawn now. It's impossible for my master to come and see after dawn. It's impossible to convince me to conquer them, because I don't understand the Taoist art of exorcising ghosts at all. I'm afraid my master will have to do it. Grandpa Liu, don't worry. If my master is willing to take care of this matter, there will be no big problem. But if he refuses to care... I'll go to the master now and tell me!"

When Old Man Liu heard this, he immediately said excitedly: "Then please trouble you on the seventh day of the lunar month. As long as the master is willing to take care of this matter, we will get enough money even if we sell the money!"

The people around immediately nodded excitedly and expressed their willingness to help Old Man Liu with their old secrets, especially Xiao Yuyu. Seeing her confused expression, she almost said she was going to sell herself.

I quickly shook my head and said, "Grandpa Liu, don't talk about money with my master. I know his temper too well. If he is not a great person, if he is not a great good person, he will generally not care about it. If you look at him from a worldly perspective, then don't expect him to take action. Don't worry, I will convince my master to take care of this matter!"

Old Man Liu and everyone looked at each other with a dazed look. Seeing me turning around and leaving, Old Man Liu hurriedly ordered the young man who had poured water before, saying, "Hu Zi, send Master Qi Jun out!"

I said a few words of politeness, but the young man still couldn't resist and insisted on sending me out of the door until the edge of the wooden stake. I turned around and fisted and said, "Brother Huzi, don't be polite, go back."

"Oh!" The young man Hu Zi agreed honestly. Just when he was about to turn around, he suddenly stepped on the air, just because their stake was just a thin wooden board spread on the wooden stake. Hu Zi might have stepped on a rotten slab and stepped on it. He was panicked and could not defend himself and reached out to grab the rope beside him. The rope was the key to fixing the cloth tent. He pulled it so hard, "Click!" and broke. I realized that it was too late to rush up to save it. I looked at the cloth tent above the back hall and fell down. All the people inside were covered under...

Listening to the constant complaints and noises coming from inside, I licked my dry lips. Is this because of me again? I quickly looked down at my chest. Yes, the magic card is gone, then... whoever gets close to me again will have to... I am so unlucky!

I didn't dare to come forward to support Hu Zi, for fear of being infected with bad luck again, so I turned my head and walked down the opera stake. The sky in the east was gradually getting brighter, and I saw Bu Yique limping towards me with a wooden stick. Seeing me, Bu Yique looked at the collapsed back hall of the theater. His face trembled. Before I could stop, he had already taken a few steps back, as if he had seen something? What did he see?

Bu Yique asked with a bitter face: "Where did you go one night? I almost turned the entire Ma'an Village."

I was shocked and grabbed my forehead and said in confusion: "Didn't you call me before? I heard you call me, so I went out to find you, but I couldn't find it. Then I heard someone singing on the stage. I thought you kid came to listen to the opera, so I came to take a look, hey! It's almost the same for me to look for you, so you said, where did you go at that time?"

Bu Yique opened his mouth innocently and said, "I...I didn't go anywhere, oh by the way, you went into the house to help Master Yang. I was just having a stomachache, so I went to the toilet. After I came back, I went into the house to see you. Master Yang said you were out, so I was responsible for finding you. Oh, I didn't say to you on the seventh day of the lunar month, why didn't you sleep in the middle of the night? It made me..."

As he said that, Bu Yique yawned with his face, and then immediately said in surprise: "By the way! You just said that you heard someone performing here at that time? This... is impossible? I have searched the entire village, and I didn't hear anyone performing when I passed by? Could it be that...that thing here?!"

After Bu Yique said this, his face suddenly changed.

I looked at Bu Yique suspiciously, why didn't he hear it? This is too unreasonable. There are many problems that I can't figure out at the moment. I should find the master and ask carefully. I made up my mind and immediately said, "Let's go, let me tell my master!"

Bu Yique was waiting for me to say something, but as soon as I left, he had to follow him. I saw that he was limping and walking hard, and he also looked for me all night, so I couldn't help feeling a little sad. I immediately stepped forward to support him and said, "Come on, I'll help you go."

"No, no, no...no!" Bu Yique's foot stepped back repeatedly, not letting me get close at all, and said anxiously: "Master Yang told you about you, saying that you will be unlucky if you leave the Xuanwu card. Anyone who approaches you will be unlucky. I... I'll better leave by myself."

I was so angry that my master was really good. Why did he never publicize me the advantages in front of me? Instead, he warned others to know about a small disadvantage. I would like to talk about it later. Who would dare to be friends with me if this continues?

I held back my anger and laughed: "You are so polite, I'd better help you go, come!"

"No need, no need...Oh--" Bu Yique was like a rat stepping on his tail, and suddenly stepped back, but accidentally a rotten stone behind him hung on his heels. In this way, Bu Yique fell down with all his heart, and screamed in pain for a while. I grabbed the back of my head hard. Now I couldn't speak. I looked back at the troupe who had emerged from the collapsed theater, and looked back at Bu Yique who was lying on the ground, and smiled and said with a smile: "Then...then you'd better go by yourself."

When I returned to Ma Wulang's house, my master and Ma Wulang walked out of the room slowly. When I saw me, my master said with a cautious look: "Why are you back now?"

I wanted to go up and talk, but the master obviously took a few steps back and gave in and said, "You just stand there and say."

I'm so angry... I can't help it, I'm used to it, alas!

Looking at Ma Wulang's usual expression, as if nothing had happened last night, I hurriedly asked, "Master, how about Brother Wulang? Is it okay?"

Hearing me, Ma Wuro also looked at the master with a worried look on his face. The master sighed lightly, walked to the edge of the well with his hands on his back, and then said lightly: "He will be fine after the fifth update, but it was not me who drove away the ghost baby, but it left by itself."

I immediately said with surprise: "Why? Didn't that ghost baby want to invade Brother Goro's body?"

The master sighed and said, "It's good to occupy his body, but it's not that easy for a mere yin spirit to occupy the body of a normal person. Moreover, Ma Wulang is in his prime and his yang energy is strong and he will invade his body. Unless his Samadhi True Fire is extinguished, and he will wait until the yang is weak and the Yin is strong. I'm afraid... it's too soon!"

Ma Wulang immediately became anxious: "Mr. Big, what should I do? Please help me!"

The master nodded and comforted, "If I didn't want to save you, I wouldn't have let them come here to live last night, but your house does have a big problem. You have to solve the ghost baby, unless you find the problem. I think this problem... must be related to the Yin-Yang Immortal named Ma Bushi back then!"

I suddenly thought of something and said anxiously: "Master! Is it related to his two twin descendants?"

This time, the master nodded quite agreeingly, but immediately shook his head and said, "Although it has something to do with his descendants, it has nothing to do with it. It's the key to this matter!"
Chapter completed!