My master is the coffin

Chapter 191
Zhang Yuan hid in a dark corner.Quietly waiting for the people inside the room to come out.He wasn't waiting in vain, but was carefully distinguishing the one or two muffled groans.

The voice was very familiar, it was clearly the voice of the old man.After a while, there was another muffled groan, and the voice of this person sounded like that of the peasant woman.The farmer's endurance was much worse than that of the old man, and her muffled groan was not only much louder, but also mixed with more pain.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help wondering: "What are these two people doing?" After listening for a while, he secretly thought: "No, there should be a third person."

Zhang Yuan is listening sideways.Suddenly, there was a blur in front of him, and a figure stood in front of him.

Zhang Yuan was shocked: "It's bad, I was too focused just now, and I didn't notice anyone."

Zhang Yuan was about to hand out the mahogany sword subconsciously.But he found the man with his back turned to him.Floating around in the yard.And looking at her clothes, she looks like a woman.

Zhang Yuan sniffed lightly: "There is no ghost spirit." No wonder he didn't notice her existence just now.Zhang Yuan thought about it secretly.This person was three feet above the ground, floating in mid-air, so it couldn't be a person.There is no ghost on the body, and it cannot be a ghost.What the hell is this guy?
Zhang Yuan stared helplessly at the woman. She walked around the yard and suddenly turned her head.

Zhang Yuan saw that her face was covered in blood and scars, and she looked extremely hideous.

Zhang Yuan looked at her in fear.The mahogany sword in his right hand was gripped even tighter.The woman walked over slowly, her eyes were dazed, and she didn't seem to have any hostility.

Zhang Yuan looked at the woman, hesitating, thinking whether to give her a sword.At this time, the woman suddenly raised her hand.However, it doesn't look like they are going to attack Zhang Yuan.Because she moved very slowly, her hand was also bloody, and she stretched out towards Zhang Yuan tremblingly.

Zhang Yuan stared at her with a cold expression on his face. As long as she dared to make any moves, Zhang Yuan could guarantee that she would be knocked out of her wits within a few seconds.

The woman's hand approached slowly, almost touching Zhang Yuan's face.Then she staggered, as if about to fall.He tilted his body and supported the earthen wall behind Zhang Yuan.

And that arm passed through Zhang Yuan's body perfectly, and pressed against the wall.Zhang Yuan didn't feel anything.He stared blankly at the arm.The woman didn't seem to notice Zhang Yuan's existence, her hands didn't stop, she began to draw on the wall persistently.Zhang Yuan stepped aside and saw that hand drew a portrait of a Bodhisattva on the wall.She draws very quickly and vividly.However, the Buddha statue painted with blood from the wound is a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

At this moment, the door of the hut suddenly knocked softly.

The woman seemed to have been frightened by something, and suddenly disappeared.The Buddha statue on the wall also disappeared without a trace, as if none of this had ever existed.

Zhang Yuan returned to that corner again.Staring, like a cat waiting for a mouse to come out of its hole.Patiently watched the door.

Two people came out of it.A man and a woman are indeed that couple.The two of them hunched over, supported each other, and slowly returned to the house.

Zhang Yuan waited calmly.According to previous speculation, there should be another person in the room.However, Zhang Yuan waited for a long time, and no one came out of that room again.Not only that, it was so quiet there that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

Zhang Yuan was a little surprised, and walked slowly towards the room.He lay on his stomach by the half-closed door and looked inside quietly.

It was very dark inside, but Zhang Yuan had practiced Taoism for many years, and his eyesight was beyond the reach of others.He saw a black figure, like a beast, lying on all fours, lying on the ground, with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhang Yuan was taken aback: "What is this?" Then, just as he was astonished.The black shadow was gone.

Zhang Yuan hurriedly probed for it.Suddenly, there was a bloody smell in his nose.Before Zhang Yuanlai had time to make a move, there was already a figure in front of him.

He looked up and saw that this person was the old man's daughter.

Zhang Yuan looked at the girl, a little uneasy.The mahogany sword in his hand didn't know whether to lift it up or stab it down.The girl's face was as cold as ice, and she could not see any emotion.She turned her body slightly, and then stepped aside from Zhang Yuan.Of course he left.Leave Zhang Yuan with a back view.

I don't know why, Zhang Yuan, who has always killed decisively and never relents.Facing this obviously wrong girl, he didn't make a move.

He went back to his room full of doubts.It is impossible to sleep at this time.No one can sleep after seeing such a scene.

So he began to guide the hungry yin and yang qi in his body.The harmony of yin and yang can only strengthen the body and improve the cultivation base.

After the rooster crowed, Zhang Yuan jumped up from the bed, opened the door, and walked out.

The yard has become very comfortable and peaceful.Every plant and tree in the courtyard is full of vitality.It didn't have the weird atmosphere of last night at all.

Zhang Yuan paced lightly in the yard, trying to find some flaws, but he didn't see anything.

People in the village get up early.Work at sunrise and rest at sunset.Soon, the old man and the peasant woman also came out of the house.

The two of them couldn't see anything unusual, and still greeted Zhang Yuan with a simple and honest face: "Young man? You got up so early. The two of us will go to work in the field first, and we will light a fire and cook when the sun comes out."

Zhang Yuan nodded, and said casually: "It's really good to exercise a little before eating."

Then, he walked quickly to the old man's side, and said softly, "Last night, I seemed to hear something."

The old man's face twitched violently.But he returned to normal immediately, and he waved his hand: "What's the matter? You must have heard it wrong. Young man, are you here for business? Leave early when you're done."

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Leave when you're done, leave when you're done."

Zhang Yuan understands that family ugliness should not be publicized.He has walked all the way and watched all the way over the years.Know this rule.Zhang Yuan was dressed like an ordinary person, so the old man naturally didn't know that Zhang Yuan was a Taoist priest.

Zhang Yuan touched the mahogany sword in his arms, looked at the backs of the old man and the peasant woman who were drifting away, and said, "Leave when the work is done. I, Zhang Yuan, am a Taoist priest. I have nothing to do except cast down demons." Woolen cloth?"

Zhang Yuan turned around and came back, unexpectedly, there was a person standing behind him.He turned around, almost touching the man's face.

This person is really the old man's daughter.

Zhang Yuan looked at the girl with a face with distinct features, which looked really pretty in the morning light.It's a pity that her expression was as cold as ice, and she looked at Zhang Yuan vigilantly, full of threats.

Zhang Yuan took the initiative to attack, and said with a mysterious face: "Last night..."

But the girl didn't give him this chance at all, and turned around and left.Leave Zhang Yuan there.

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly: "Is there nothing I can do if I don't talk?"

Believe it or not, he walked up to the finished room, wanting to open the door and enter.But it was found that there was an iron lock on it.

Zhang Yuan looked at the iron lock, but he still didn't make a move after all.

He'd been hanging around the old man's house all morning, but couldn't see anything.Only that weird girl appeared from time to time, scaring him.

However, what surprised him was that the girl didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and she looked like a mute.

At breakfast time, the old man and the peasant woman came back.One of them lit a fire to cook, and the other sat on a bamboo chair and smoked.

Zhang Yuan walked up to the old man and saw him pinch out a piece of paper, then poured out some shredded tobacco from a small medicine bottle, wrapped the piece of paper, dipped it in spit and rolled it into a roll, lit it and began to puff. .

The smoke was very choking, Zhang Yuan coughed and said, "Brother, let's be honest, something is wrong with your yard."

The old man didn't seem to know what Zhang Yuan was talking about: "My house faces south. In winter, there is sunshine and it's warm. In summer, there's wind and coolness. What's wrong?"

Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "I didn't mean that. Forget it, I don't have to beat around the bush. Last night, I saw you two coming out of that room."

The old man's eyes turned cold: "Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Yuan slowly drew half of the mahogany sword: "Taoist."

The old man muttered to himself: "Taoist, you are a Taoist."

Seeing that the old man was already tempted, Zhang Yuan struck while the iron was hot, and asked, "How is it? It's self-evident that there are dirty things in your house, and I can help you."

However, the old man shook his head in surprise: "You can't help with this matter. Whether there are dirty things or not, it's our husband and wife's business. You should leave early."

Zhang Yuan looked at him in surprise, and was about to persuade him again.The peasant woman said, "It's time to eat."

The old man seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, he waved his hand: "Let's go, eat."

At the dinner table, Zhang Yuan kept sneaking eyes on the family of three.He found that the old man and the peasant woman seemed to dote on the girl, but the girl was indifferent to them.

After breakfast, the old man and the peasant woman went to the field.Only Zhang Yuan and the girl were left in the yard.

Zhang Yuan knew.There is something wrong with this girl.He couldn't help but wanted to take the girl down several times.But the girl didn't seem to be afraid of him.It kept dangling in front of him, as if there was something to rely on.

Zhang Yuan hesitated several times, but in the end he still didn't make a move.

He walked around the yard.Gradually found a problem.The walls in the yard are covered with whitewash.It looks clean, but it's actually unreasonable.

In this village, no one would waste extravagantly and whitewash the walls of the courtyard, it is purely a waste of money.Zhang Yuan thought of the woman he saw last night, painting on the wall with blood, and couldn't help but guess: "Could it be, is this white ash to cover something?"

Zhang Yuan can also be regarded as a bold and reckless master.Thinking of this, he immediately drew out the mahogany sword and smashed and slashed at the wall.Soon, the white ash fell off, revealing the wall behind.

(End of this chapter)