I believe that without the protection of the necklace, Huang Profound Dragon wouldn't dare to stay here anymore, otherwise the ghost he touched earlier would have ripped him to shreds. On the other hand, even if we don't find him, he will still be punished by the heavens. If we don't find him, he will still be punished by the heavens. Thinking about this, I waved my hand and said, "No need, I reckon that without the protection of the jade pendant, he would have long left this village and fled back to Henan. His fate is sealed. He definitely won't have a good ending."

On the way home, I suddenly had a strange suspicion that Li Pingliang had angered the Dragon King, causing three generations of his family to commit water crimes, and that Li Caizhong's family had to have an end, which was to say, the death of their souls, before this grudge could be resolved. And the one who appeased this grudge was none other than Huang Xuanlong, whose name carried the word 'dragon' in it. And before Yang Tuo said that Li Pingliang tore down the Dragon King Temple, he dreamt of a man in a yellow robe pointing a finger at him and yelling at him to tear down a room. I broke three generations of your family. The one wearing the yellow robe had a yellow character, and the one who called Li Pingliang was without a doubt the Dragon King, so he was the Yellow Dragon. If it had to be explained, it could give an explanation, and that would be that in ancient times, when the characters were written in the first sentence of a thousand characters, 'Heaven and Earth', the 'Black Yellow' character, the 'Green' character would be classified as' Black ', and according to the corresponding relationship between the seven colors of the five elements, the' Black 'would belong to water. Which is to say, this Huang Long whose attribute is water matched up exactly with Huang Profound Dragon. Although the latter was a bit far-fetched, but the word 'Huang Long' was indeed a bit mysterious.

When we woke up the next day, it was almost noon. The three of us got out of bed and prepared to wash up to eat. Today was a very lively day. The table was filled with people, except for One Thought and her daughter-in-law, as well as Big Sister Riley.

I said to Wu Rilan, "I'll go to the well with you this afternoon."

Wu Rilan nodded and said, "Hua Guang asked me yesterday to tell me that he and his father have already reincarnated. It was all thanks to you guys this time."

When Wu Rilan talked about having a dream, I remembered something. It was when Wu Rilan dreamed about Li Caizhong and Li Huaguang crying as they tried to get her to leave the Black Yellow School. Logically, Huang Xuan Long would not have allowed them to pass this message to her, so why would they keep it up in their dreams?

Wu Ruilan said that she did not know, probably because of the backlash from the evil spirits, this thing was not selfishly given to them, and they had to point out the backlash every few days, which was why Li Caizhong and Li Huaguang had the chance to have a dream. This could explain the whole thing, which was that the backlash of the evil spirits had caused Huang Xuan Long to not have the time to supervise them, but he did not have the time to supervise them, so why wouldn't those dead spirits go back to the reincarnation cycle? Unless Huang Profound Dragon was able to control them during the backlash, but was unable to completely control their cultivation, which was why they were able to make use of this loophole.

In the afternoon we went to the Well Pond for a little more, and when we came back we ran into Captain Sun, who turned and ran away as soon as he saw us. Wu Ruilan had said that this Old Head Sun and Bighead Sun belonged to the same granny and were cousins. It was precisely because of this relationship that he was willing to help Huang Xuanlong. But after all, we were people he had interacted with all his life. How could he not consider this relationship and push us to our deaths? It was really hard to fathom.

We also did not see San Fu again, and I think that he was led away by Huang Xuanyuan.

In the evening, Glass and I ate dinner at home. At the dinner table, I asked him what he had seen in Dogman's yard, and why he seemed to come back to his senses when I tugged at him, saying there was a ghost in his mouth.

Upon hearing my question, his face darkened. After pausing for a while, he said, "I finally know that there's a ghost in this world. It's just that no one else has encountered it."

I asked what you saw, and the glass came closer.

"I didn't believe you when you said you saw it, but then I saw it too."

He had stood in the middle of the yard, staring at the door, wondering what it would be like to turn into a ghost when I told him that Dogman was dead. Was it the same as before he died, or was his lower body crushed like before he died? As he was lost in thought, he saw a person slowly emerge from the door. That person kept waving at him to let him pass.

The moment he thought of going, that person slowly floated over and grabbed onto his hand, dragging him inside. One Thought Of course, he knew that this person was not human, so he was unwilling to enter. However, he was not as strong as him, so as he struggled, he was dragged to the door by that person. Just as I was about to be pulled in, the hand suddenly loosens. Just as I wake up, I see that I am pulling him away.

"It seems like it's all thanks to Erlang pulling you along this time. Otherwise, your soul would have been dragged away." "That ghost was afraid of Erlang, so when it saw Erlang coming over, it let go."

I remember seeing Yi Nian standing there motionless, I pulled her, and then I saw two shadows fly out of the door and enter Yi Nian's body in the blink of an eye. In that case, these two white shadows were no doubt the soul of Yi Nian.

Then the glass said, "After all, once you think about it, you're the one who got yourself into trouble. Don't keep thinking about those things.

When he heard this, he became anxious and hurriedly said that he had indeed seen it.

Glass looked at Nian Bing's forehead. "The bubbles have all disappeared?" When I thought about how Huang Xuanlong's evil art nearly took his life yesterday, and how his forehead was full of little transparent bubbles, when I looked at them now, they were all gone, only leaving behind a small imprint.

"Who did you say was stabbing you in the head yesterday?" the glass asked.

"I didn't see it, I just felt like someone was stabbing a needle into my head, I'm guessing that it must be Huang Xuanlong!"

I am thinking that Huang Xuanlong must have mastered the eight characters of One Thought, and used a spell to connect one thought to another, that is, to the body, and then to place a needle on that thing. This kind of spell could be seen often in movies and had always been thought to be nonsense. Who would have thought that it would actually be possible? Wu Ruilan used the paper man to temporarily transfer her primordial spirit from one thought to the paper man, so she used the blood to drip onto the paper man's forehead. The ten fingers were connected to the heart meridian, and the blood entered the man's forehead to make him confuse the truth and falsehood, but the other party did not fall for it. But since the Flower Leopard asked me to place all ten of my fingers on One Thought, I won't be able to explain it. It can be said to be sharing my primordial spirit with One Thought, once again disrupting Huang Xuan Long's judgement. In addition, I can also think like this, of the five elements, heart is fire, its qi is the most intense, and my life is fiery, life and heart are intertwined, could it be that Hua Liao wanted to use this to force the primordial spirit of One Thought onto the paper man, which was why the paper man shook so much that even his head fell off. However, once the paper man was damaged, it meant that the spell was over, and the mind spirit would naturally return to the shell. Right now, this was probably the only explanation. However, it was too abstract, too unreal, and normal people would find it hard to accept.

When we finished our drinks, it was late. We didn't actually drink much, mainly because we were chatting together. We walked home along the road. The lights were out on both sides of the road, and the village was shrouded in darkness. There was silence around us, except for the occasional barking of a dog in the distance. I raised my head to look at the sky and felt that the rural night sky was much clearer than the city. A crescent moon accompanied the starlight and scattered strands of silver dust on the ground. Our silhouettes were much more distinct as we slowly moved forward.

A gust of night wind came, cold, and the glass and I could not help but shiver. October was about to arrive, and it seemed that the weather was going to get really cold. After all the work had finished, they should have nothing to do, so they would have to spend a long time waiting until the next round of work began in March and April. I want to be free as a farmer, to spend year after year in the midst of a great deal of work and a long time of leisure, to be completely self-sufficient and not have to think about so many troublesome things.

The glass suddenly stopped moving. I said why didn't you leave?

The glass pointed forward.

I saw a man standing in the middle of the road, leaning on a cane, looking up at the stars. It was a leopard cat.

"What is he doing?" I whispered.

"Look at the stars, probably. Experts will always check the stars and check the personnel. "

"He's just a blind person, why the f * ck would he want to see a star elephant?!"

We tiptoed over and I asked, "Uncle Li, what are you doing standing here in the middle of the night?"

The leopard cat was probably too focused on us and did not notice our arrival, so I jumped in fright. However, she immediately reacted and said with a smile, "It's Erlang, he hasn't left yet."

I said I'd go back tomorrow.

"Alright, alright, this village has finally returned to its former tranquility!" As he spoke, he turned and left without even saying goodbye.

I suddenly thought of the Zen words he had left me, and cried out, "What did you mean by that note you gave me?"

The leopard quickly waved her hand and said, "You will know in the future."

"What a weirdo." I said to myself.

"There is something unusual about the weirdo. I think he must have been sensing the movements of the Yin and Yang in the village just now. That's why he said the village has finally regained its peace and tranquility."

I was asleep that night when I heard a loud bang from the southwest, deep as if some tall building had collapsed. I immediately sat up and looked towards the southwest. It wasn't far, around the southwest of the Bu Shan Mountains. The sky there was a faint green color, and a wisp of it drifted towards the horizon, becoming fainter and fainter, and soon it disappeared. Something must have happened over there.