From the moment they stepped onto the land of Xiaozhu Village, there were only two deepest feelings when they rushed to the face. One was the green green that was full of eyes, and the other was the unique atmosphere of this small village. The yin energy was too strong and sparsely populated. There were few men when they came and went, mostly women, elderly people and children left behind in the village. These were vulnerable groups and groups with weak yang energy. Their body and mind were sensitive and fragile, and were most susceptible to the invasion of Yin energy. Moreover, the lush bamboo forests encouraged the yin energy. They were towering to cover the sky and the moon, which was even more conducive to the gathering of Yin energy.

People, especially women, elderly people, children, etc., who are weaker in yang energy, live in places with strong yin energy for a long time. Even if they will not die due to yin energy for a while, they will attract uninvited guests. For example, if they fail to return home before sunset, people who return late are likely to provoke unclean things and follow them. Even young men with strong yang energy may not be able to completely eliminate them, let alone them.

Lin Suqing sighed in his heart and looked at the shabby bamboo bed. The unconscious young man lying stood up and lifted the bedding covering him. He lifted the tentacles just by lifting the corner and felt that the bedding was very heavy, weighing at least seven or eight pounds, and it was very moist. It was probably because the wetness was soaked in the cotton over time.

"Summer is not over yet, just cover it with a winter quilt. Don't cover the child badly." Lin Suqing said in a calm tone, while meticulously exploring the young man's body, carefully checking whether the evil spirits cast some talismans.

"Aunt, I just asked you, have you remembered the birth dates and horoscopes of the first few children you passed away?"

"I...Boss Qin, please wait. The old woman can't remember it illiterately, but she asked someone to remember it. The old woman will find it for you now." The aunt looked back and looked at the young boy lying on the bamboo bed. The severe tears fell and then she was only to make up her mind to wipe away the tears and search.

The dog seemed to be lying on the threshold and basking in the sun lazily, but his attention had never left the room. It half-squinted its eyes and followed the aunt, and saw her going to the northwest corner of the room, where there was a large wooden box. In this place, the table, chair, stool, bed, tea bowl, etc., everything was made of bamboo. The big wooden box looked particularly special.

The wooden box is a waist-length style, which is higher than the aunt's waist. It seems that vermilion paint has been dyed, but over the years, the paint color has dropped and revealed the original color of the wood, but it is not considered its true color. Perhaps it is because of the moisture, the exposed areas are very dark in color. In addition, the bumps and bumps have stained the exposed wood into black, gray and smooth. If you look more carefully, you can even see the two words that are almost invisible. The days when the two words are painted should not be much later than the vermilion paint. It is on the front of the wooden box, with two characters next to each other. They are two characters, and the traditional Chinese character, which forms the four happy places.

The wooden box was covered with a layer of worn-out fabric, and there were small boxes made of bamboo strips, similar to suitcases. She was tired of three or four of them, and she hugged them one by one and gently placed them at her feet.

The aunt was worried about her younger son's condition, and her hands were anxious and panicked. The key was not inserted into the keyhole several times. When she opened the box, she almost fell down several times and almost smashed her hand. There were some clothes that were not new, as well as one or two bags and a square quilt wrapped in red cloth. She panicked and moved everything in the box and put it on the bamboo box. She moved it in. She bent down and leaned in to look at it, and almost buried her entire upper body. She hurriedly shouted: "Boss Qin! Found it! My child's birth date is still engraved at the bottom of this box! They are all there!"

The dog swayed his butt and ran over, putting his claws on the cabinet and stumbled his head and looked inside, but the aunt pulled it away. When Lin Suqing came over in two steps, the aunt hurriedly asked to go aside and moved a seat for him.

Lin Suqing was shocked when he saw it: "Auntie? Are these really their birth dates?"

"Yes!" The aunt was surprised, "It's all my sons. Including the old and young, I have given birth to five sons in total, all of which are here." Seeing Lin Suqing's expression change, she immediately noticed something and asked, "What's wrong with Boss Qin? What's wrong with my son?"

"Fire, gold, water, earth..." Lin Suqing looked at it one by one, and became more and more surprised as he looked at it. He was simply incredible. "Aunt, can you tell your first few children how they died? For example, this one, the third one, dare you ask... did he die in drowning?"

"Ah? How did Boss Qin know?" The aunt was shocked. "Boss Qin hadn't come to our village yet when the third child died. Can you tell by looking at the birth date?"

"If that's true..."

"Oh, it's a pity for my third brother. He is free, naughty and fun to water. Who would have thought that he would soak in the water like a fish, and that he is so familiar with water... he actually...ah!"

"Auntie, the third child's death is probably not an accident. The deaths of your children are probably not an accident."

"What?!" the aunt was so scared that she was shy, and then she thought about it, "Boss Qin said very politely! I said my sons were all dead strangely!"

The dog sitting beside him pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the strangeness. The aunt said repeatedly like beans: "My eldest son, I went to the mountains to cut trees. The tree fell and broke my neck. My second son was building a house for someone. I accidentally fell and died. The third son drowned in the river..." The aunt recalled the various pasts of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, and her voice choked and cried again. "The fourth son is the most unfair. I don't know if he was bitten by a snake. I have to wipe his body into the coffin before I saw the tooth marks on his ankle..."

She kept crying and her face was covered with wiping. She suddenly knelt down at Lin Suqing, grabbed Lin Suqing's trouser legs, and begged: "Boss Qin, please show your compassion and save my son. Who is targeting my son? What kind of evil did I do? Boss Qin, just let God punish me! Don't punish my son anymore!"

"Auntie, please get up quickly." Lin Suqing hurriedly supported her. When she saw her looking up again, her forehead had already been knelt, but she couldn't. Lin Suqing simply knelt down and helped her to continue kowtowing.

"Aunt, your sons all died before the twentieth crown... This is probably not a coincidence."

"What's that? Boss Qin, who is targeting my son? He insists on using evil tricks on my son?"

"Who have you ever offended?"

"No!" The aunt denied it, and then thought about it seriously, and still shook her head, "No, our family is friendly to everyone, and no one has offended it! When his father went there a few years ago, it was the funeral that the villagers helped to hold. Our family never asked for help, and never said anything blushing to anyone."

"Then..." Lin Suqing wanted to speak but stopped. At this time, the dog walked around behind Lin Suqing. Because it was inconvenient to speak, it pretended to kick Lin Suqing inadvertently. When Lin Suqing turned around, it raised its chin in the direction where the young man was lying, signaling him to start from that place.
Chapter completed!