dragon hunter

Chapter 163 Cooking Dragon Food Baby
"What's the matter?" I couldn't understand the Miao family dialect, so I looked at Bai Yuan eagerly, waiting for her to tell the story.

"Someone from Qingmiao Village came over and said that babies have been missing from their side recently, so let us help you look out for clues." Bai Yuan's face was serious.

"Cooking Dragon Shiying!" I blurted out, because the timing was so coincidental, I subconsciously connected this matter with the Dragon Swallowing Demon Dao.

"May [-]th at Baimo Mountain, cook dragon food babies!" Mr. Lai took out the red invitation card and stared at the Yin Mingwen on it.

"Let's go, let's go to the Green Miao Village." I made a decision, and I happened to go there to find clues about the Chance Gu.

When I went outside, I saw two Miao people wearing Qingmiao Village costumes, with anxious faces.

Bai Yuan walked over, talked with the other party for a few words in local language, then turned around and walked to us, saying, "Three babies have been lost, and they haven't found any clues."

"If it's related to the Dragon Swallowing Demon Dao, it's normal for them to find no clues." Thinking of the powerful Yin God, I felt lingering fear.

In fact, I don't know what it means to boil a dragon food baby, but since I have formed a deadly enmity with that demon, no matter what the other party wants to do, just destroy it.

When we arrived at Qingmiao Village, it was getting late, Fatty Wang muttered all the way, saying that he was going to be hungry.

Walking into the Qingmiao village, I found a characteristic. The people in this village are all prematurely aging, and it seems that they are also affected by the curse.

"It's very difficult for people in Qingmiao Village to live past the age of 50. I heard that the one who lives the longest is the Dong mother who lives there." Bai Yuan pointed to a wooden house on a small mound and introduced.

I glanced at the small mound over there, and then exchanged glances with Mr. Lai, understanding each other's eyes.

People who don't understand Fengshui may not be able to see the abnormality of the wooden house on the small mound, but in the eyes of us Fengshui masters, that house is very eye-catching.

The small mound looks inconspicuous, but it is a bit of a joke. In our Feng Shui terminology, the mound located at the back of the sun is called "bao".

Generally, when we choose a cemetery, we will choose "bags", so there is the term "grave bag".

The wooden house was built on the "bag", and if a living person lived in it, he would definitely suffer from many disasters and illnesses, and he was destined not to live for a long time.

But Bai Yuan said that the Dong mother-in-law who lives there is actually the longest-lived in Qingmiao Village, which makes people feel strange.

"Bai Yuan, talk to Qing Miao, let's go see the Dong mother." I walked to Bai Yuan and said in a low voice.

Bai Yuan and Qingmiao beside her exchanged a few words in local language, waved to us, turned and walked towards the mound.

"I said, aren't you hungry? Fatty really has no strength." Fatty Wang grumbled and complained from behind.

I ignored that coward, looked at the Feng Shui around me, and crooked my fingers to make some calculations.

"The locust tree in front of the gate invites shade, and the house is built in the 'Xiu' position. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it is for living people." I communicated with Mr. Lai in a low voice.

"It's really strange, and the layout of the house is square. Living people live in it, but they have to come out sideways." Mr. Lai frowned slightly.

Bai Yuan walked to the wooden house, reached out and knocked on the door, after a while, footsteps could be heard inside.

I stared at the wooden door, curious as to what kind of person the Dong mother-in-law lived inside.

There were footsteps coming and going inside, and after a while, the wooden door was opened, and an old woman with a wrinkled face appeared inside the door.

The old woman stared at us with cloudy eyes, and asked a question in the native language.

After Bai Yuan exchanged a few words with the other party, the old woman moved away and invited us into the house with some reluctance.

I kept staring at the face of the old woman. The face of the other person was nothing special, but a little dull and lifeless.

"Strange, why all the mirrors are covered with cloth." Fatty Wang muttered behind him.

I scanned the room and found that both the wardrobe and the mirror inlaid on the dressing table were covered with a layer of black veil.

On the wall next to it, there is a small plastic round mirror, but the mirror is facing the wall, which looks very weird.

Grandma Dong, who is not flexible in her hands and feet, walked slowly to the table, holding a teapot and trying to pour tea for us.

Bai Yuan walked over quickly, took the teapot from the other party's hand, and said a word in local language.

Grandma Dong nodded, put down the teapot, and walked towards the bed with small steps.

Fatty Wang was on the side, touched my arm lightly, and winked at me.

"What's the matter?" As soon as I saw this guy's expression, I knew that he probably had something to discover.

"That old woman has a ghostly aura!" Fatty Wang leaned into my ear with a mysterious face and said in a low voice.

My pupils shrank slightly, and Fatty Wang opened his yin and yang eyes. No matter how weak the ghost aura is, it can't escape his eyes. That Granny Dong is really abnormal.

Granny Dong moved to the side of the bed, sat down slowly, glanced at us, and started talking with Bai Yuan in local language.

I winked at Fatty Wang. The two of us have known each other for many years, and sometimes a single action can make the other person understand.

Fatty Wang's small eyes flashed shrewdly, pretending to be wandering, standing in front of the small plastic round mirror, and stopped.

I acted casually, and walked to the side wall, and Fatty Wang's fat body was right in front of me.

Mr. Lai was a little puzzled and didn't know what we were doing, but he was a smart man, his eyes rolled away, and there was no clue on his face.

Using Fatty Wang to cover it, I reached out and took off the mirror on the wall, adjusted the angle, and Grandma Dong's face appeared in the mirror.

Bai Yuan was talking with her, so the old woman didn't notice this, and it seemed nothing unusual for the time being.

Suddenly, my pupils shrank, and just now, the figure of a little old man flashed in the mirror.

"It's really weird." I kept adjusting the angle of the mirror and searching every corner of the room, but found nothing.

Grandma Dong in the mirror suddenly turned her face to the side, showing me a weird smile with a slightly gloomy expression.

I was startled and turned around abruptly, only to find that the old woman was happily chatting with Bai Yuan, so she didn't look at me.

"Fatty, did that old woman look here?" I asked with some uncertainty.

"No, I've been chatting and didn't notice this side." Fatty Wang said without looking back.

"Then in this room, did you see a little old man?" I continued to ask unwillingly.

"Don't scare me, what kind of little old man is there?" Fatty Wang looked around nervously.

"It's really strange." I lowered my head and thought for a moment, then turned around again and looked in the mirror.

After chatting with Bai Yuan for a few words, Granny Dong suddenly turned her face to the side again, looked at me and smiled sinisterly, her lips opened and closed, as if she was saying something.

"Fatty, did the old lady look at us just now?" My eyelids twitched and I asked in a low voice.

"No, I said, don't talk about it, the fat man is too timid to stand up to your threats." Fatty Wang replied a little scared.

"What's the situation?" Sensing something was wrong, Mr. Lai approached me and asked softly.

"Look in the mirror yourself, and pay attention to that old woman." I adjusted the angle of the mirror.

"It's nothing, it's normal." Mr. Lai looked at it for a while, with a puzzled expression on his face.

I feel chilly in my heart. The old woman in the mirror just now stared at me clearly with a gloomy face, and she opened and closed her mouth and said something. Why can't Mr. Lai see it?
Back then in Majia Village, the Meng Ling I met could only be seen in the mirror, but the situation of the old woman was obviously a bit weirder than Meng Ling.

"The fleeting time is unfavorable, these evil things, one after another." I felt a little pain in my head.

"Quickly, hang up the mirror, the old woman has stood up." Fatty Wang reminded in a low voice.

I moved quickly, turned the mirror upside down, hung it on the wall, and walked aside as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go, I just chatted with Granny Dong, but nothing came of it." Bai Yuan walked over and said.

I stared at the old woman, she saw nothing unusual, walking and doing things in a slow manner, as if everything in the mirror was my illusion.

After I came out, when the other party closed the wooden door, I felt a little resignation in my heart. I took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, and quietly pasted it under the eaves while no one was paying attention.

"Brother Lai, it's too late today. I'll go to the high priest here tomorrow and ask about the mechanism Gu." Bai Yuan said apologetically.

"Thank you, this matter cannot be rushed." Mr. Lai sighed.

After a hasty dinner, we were arranged to stay in an unused wooden house. We walked all the way. The outside of the Qingmiao village was loose and the inside was tight, and the continuous loss of babies made everyone in the village tense.

There are two rooms in the wooden house, Bai Yuan lived in one alone, and the three of us shared the remaining one.

Fatty Wang, a heartless guy, stretched his waist after entering the room, said something sleepy, and fell asleep.

I told Mr. Lai about the strange things in Granny Dong's house in detail, and hoped that he could help analyze it.

"From what you've said, this matter is indeed very evil." Mr. Lai frowned and thought about it, and lit a cigarette for me.

"I took a closer look at that old woman, and I didn't see anything unusual, but I heard from Fatty Wang that she has a ghostly aura about her." I took a deep breath of the cigarette, and felt less bored in my heart.

"By the way, after what you said, I think of a doubt." Mr. Lai's tone was a little uncertain.

"What doubt?" I cheered up and asked quickly.

"Under the old lady's pillow, I saw a piece of red paper with only one corner exposed. It looks like this ghost thing." Mr. Lai took out the red invitation card.

My eyes widened suddenly, I almost choked on the smoke, coughed a few times, and said, "If this is the real thing, then the missing baby must have something to do with her."

"Maybe I was wrong, but you can pay attention." Mr. Lai looked a little tired.

"I secretly left a piece of talisman. As long as she goes out, I will know. It's useless to think about it. Let's go to bed early." I was also a little tired, lying on the bed with all my clothes on.

At night, when I was in a drowsy sleep, I felt something. I suddenly opened my eyes, got up quietly, and walked to the window.

Fatty Wang snored from behind, and this guy even said a few words in his sleep, sleeping soundly.

I gently pushed open the wooden window, looked outside, and saw a familiar figure, which made my gaze fixed, and I shouted in my heart that it was impossible.

(End of this chapter)