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Three hundred and fortieth: ghosts

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Hujiazhuang originally had portals, suspension bridges, etc., but they were broken, which meant that the portals were wide open. The terrain and environment inside were more familiar with the outside, but the inner ones were not known, even though Chen Tang's predecessor had been a tutor here for a while, it was unknown. After all, Mr. Hu set a lot of rules at that time, and his predecessor was dull, and to put it bluntly, it was called "cowardly". Facing the beautiful Hu sisters, at most, they only dared to take a look at each other in class, but they didn't dare to look at their faces, mainly on their chests and legs. Even so, he was satisfied. Even though he was suffering from the dislike of Hu's dislike of playing tricks, he was still willing to do it, thinking that he would stay here for the rest of his life. To put it in a modern saying, it was called "Listening a dog will not die well."

That's the mentality.

Then, he really "dead"...

Sometimes, when you come back to the old place and think of some old things, it is also a pleasure.

The rouge horse stepped into the village with a light pace. Due to the lush forests, the light in the village was obviously blocked and looked dark.

Although this place is a village, it covers a large area, several times larger than Chenjia Village. The various facilities are very comprehensive, as if it were a small city. Various hardware conditions are the important reasons why Chen Tang took a fancy to Wang Fu and asked Wang Fu to come and find out the recent situation. Compared to spending a lot of manpower and material resources to build Chenjia Village, relocating to the empty Hujia Village as a whole is undoubtedly a better choice. This is because before taking over Panzhou, the focus of the foundation needs to be placed in the suburbs.

Chen Tang came here, on the one hand, to capture the evil spirits here, and on the other hand, to conduct field investigations. He hoped that he could solve all these problems before going to the city to meet Gu Xuezheng.

However, several groups of people broke into this place tonight, which added some unexpected variables. People from the world are in danger, so the other party naturally cannot come here to find a place to spend the night. Could it be that there is another mystery in the abandoned Hujiazhuang?

Chen Tang did not hear any news about this. Of course, his current situation also lacks relevant information channels. If there is no way, he can only adapt to the situation.

Walking along the neatly laid stone slab path, the houses on both sides look different. Although they are not taken care of for a long time, the main body is basically intact and can be lived in a little repair. To put it bluntly, the houses here are much better than Chenjia Village. Not only are the building materials better, but the wars on that day have not been damaged much due to some reasons.

There is something strange about it here. Although the Hu family abandoned this place, in essence, the industry here still belongs to them. There is no way to understand the specific inside story.

Thinking of this, Chen Tang frowned slightly. He had already passed the exam, became an official, and had developed martial arts skills, and had a certain amount of capital to settle down. However, facing this abnormal world, he still saw it a little and was searching for it.

Get it!

The outer village was very quiet. After entering the village, the team disappeared without a trace, and the sound of horse hooves galloping. In such a huge place, it seemed that Chen Tang would just ride one by one. He came to search for evil spirits, but under the cold moonlight, he rode his horse on the shadowy path, which seemed strange in itself.

Chen Tang did not rush to enter the crimson Neizhuang, but instead used his skills to see if he could sense the scent of the scent.

The tragic disaster in the village that day was handled, but I don’t know whether it was the hands of Jingyamen or the Hu family sent people to him. Anyway, the bodies were taken away and buried. The surviving tenant farmers and farmers were dismissed. In fact, the core figures in the village were Mr. Hu, and some personal slaves and maids. Other people knew nothing. They were ordinary laborers and existed as concealment. Because of this, they were not affected on the night of tragic change.

In this regard, it can be seen that Huang's actions are also targeted. Or, in their eyes, ordinary people are like ants, not worth wasting a little effort and specifically stepping on them.

At this moment, a silk string sounded, which was transmitted from the Neizhuang direction, as if it was a pipa or a guzheng. The sound was vague and unclear.

Chen Tang was a scholar, but he didn't know much about playing music and didn't appreciate it. The so-called "a romantic talented man, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is not applicable to him.

The silk strings began to play, vaguely as a solo, and I had not heard the singing female voice. Listening to the strings, the melody was resentful, and there was a unique sense of ethereality that made people listen to, but they did not feel evil, but were very attractive. They wanted to listen carefully, and even rushed forward, so that they could hear it more clearly.

Ding Ding Ding!

The play is gentle and sounds, and a wonderful scene comes into my mind: the moonlight is like water, the beauty is like a picture, playing the piano solo, and I am so happy to teach people to pity.

Chen Tang raised his head, his eyes under the brim of the hat were clear. With the blessing of the aura of heaven and man, he naturally did not bewitched by the sound of the piano, but his hand holding the sword tightened.

"drive!"

With both legs clamped with the belly of the rouge horse, the horse demon immediately turned around and raised his hooves and walked towards the Neizhuang.

There is a forest in front of me, probably a bamboo forest, which is very tall and lush, clustered together, blocking the moonlight and appearing dark. The stone road is covered with fallen leaves, mixed with dust and dirt, and signs of decay.

Chen Tang rode past his horse.

call!

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept up, and a person suddenly came from a bent bamboo in front of me.

The matter was rushed and very unexpected.

"Yu!"

The rouge horse stopped for a moment and neighed.

Chen Tang, sitting on the horse's back, looked at a safe person. He saw a woman hanging on a bamboo. She was disheveled and her hair was over her waist, covering her face. She was invisible for a moment, and only a scarlet tongue spit out long. She was wearing a white dress, but there was a red blood splashing on the clothes. The blood was stained like plum blossoms.

In the dark night, the old path, such a hanged woman suddenly hung in front of her. Those who are timid will probably faint.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The female ghost grinned and made a creepy laugh.

"court death!"

Chen Tang shouted, and the broken jade sword was in his hand and cut it off with one sword.

call!

The wind blew, and the female ghost hanging on the bamboo swayed lightly, and disappeared in the bamboo forest in an instant, not knowing where it had been hidden.

Chen Tang raised his sword, focused his attention and prevented the opponent from sneak attacking. He just waited for a while, but saw the rustling wind and no other movements.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The sound of Neizhuang's piano became louder, and the rhythm began to be excited. Then a beautiful female voice sang: "Eat the valley wind, use the shade to rain. My son returned home and sent it far away to the wilderness. Where can the heavens be there? There is no place for it. I am free and unrestrained in the nine states... "
Chapter completed!
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