Small town adventure

Chapter 78 calm
Taking a deep breath and hesitating for a while, Master Qingyang regained his composure.I can't help but regret in my heart that I was impulsive just now, and I lost my composure.So I changed my tone and said: "Okay, little girl, don't cry. People who don't know may think that my old man has bullied you. You should sit down first and tell me everything that happened in detail." , and I'll see if I can find a solution to the problem."

Shui'er nodded, calmed down a bit, then found a chair to sit down, and told Taoist Master Qingyang a series of things that happened some time ago in detail.

From the time when Shui'er and his party entered the ghost village, Liu Kai and Zhang Yun were killed by ghost boys, and then they talked about their acquaintance with Zhang Yihan after returning to school.Later, Zhang Yihan helped Liu Jie get rid of the evil spirit on his body, but he still died unexpectedly.When Shui'er was talking about these things, Master Qingyang listened quietly all the time, the expression on his face was as calm as a quiet lake, without any disturbance.

It wasn't until Shui'er said that he and Zhang Yihan stepped into Yuangui Village together, and when Zhang Yihan talked about how terrifying the ghosts in Yuangui Village were, that real Qingyang's face was touched, and his brows seemed to be slightly frowned, but Shui'er's narration was not interrupted, and Shui'er was allowed to continue.

Shui'er said: "I just waited outside for a whole night, until the east was pale, and I saw Zhang Yihan walking out of the village with difficulty, holding a sword and a mirror in his hand when he came out. I ran over quickly. When I got closer, Zhang Yihan had countless wounds on his body, his face was pale, and the mirror and the sword were all covered with blood. Who knows, I just walked up to him to help him. As soon as I touched him, he fell down all of a sudden. He exhausted a lot of strength before he mumbled a word about Master. Immediately afterwards, black dirty blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and his body became motionless. I stretched out my hand When I touched it, I found that he was not breathing."

Speaking of this, Shui'er couldn't help being moved, her voice became a little choked up, her eye circles also became red, and a pool of tears slowly gathered in her eye sockets.

Master Qingyang heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the window, and stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking out of the window at the mountains surrounded by mist, the corners of the Taoist chief's eyes twitched slightly, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Is my disciple really dead? Could it be that the day my old Taoist predicted for him? Is the hexagram wrong?"

(End of this chapter)