dragon hunter

Chapter 286
The old house that Lang Ying talked about was located in a very remote location, in a mountain range on the border. As early as decades ago, the Lang family had completely moved out.

I asked Mr. He if there were any relatives and children nearby, so that I could send him there conveniently and avoid him temporarily.

Mr. He said that his children are in other places, but there is an uncle and brother in a village on the outskirts of the city, and they can live with him for a few days.

Lang Ying drove and took Mr. He to his uncle and brother, while we stayed in the hotel to study the files left by Mr. He.

This old file records in detail the ins and outs of the road renovation decades ago.

However, the details of the mysterious pothole are very vague, and many places have been mentioned in one stroke.

"Look, there is such a sentence recorded on this piece of paper." Fatty Wang handed us a piece of yellowed document paper in his hand.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the passage Fatty Wang pointed to. It was the interview record recorded by the investigators after the pothole appeared.

One of the road workers said that at night, he saw a huge black figure rising from the pothole and flying into the clouds.

Because what the worker said was too mysterious, everyone thought he was overly frightened and had hallucinations, so they didn't pay much attention.

Seeing this record, I subconsciously thought of the missing keel. Could it be that the mysterious pothole that appeared that year was related to the missing keel?

"Do you think there really are dragons in this world?" Fatty Wang muttered to himself.

Lang Xingsong and I looked at each other, but neither could answer.

Speaking of which, I was born in a dragon-hunting family, and the Lang family has been a lineage protector for generations. Both of us have a little bit of "dragon" in our business, but if we really want to say whether dragons exist, we really can't say a thing or two.

I accidentally saw a few old books left by Mr. He, picked one up casually, flipped through it, and focused my eyes.

"What's the matter, what did you find?" Lang Xingsong asked curiously.

What I hold in my hand is a local chronicle, which records the changes of the world for hundreds of years in this area.

I flipped through it casually, and happened to find an anecdote, which said that in the early Qing Dynasty, a wandering Taoist priest passed by here, pointed to a pool of water, and said: The dragon hides in the abyss.

There happened to be a wealthy household who heard the words of the wandering Taoist priest. Overjoyed, he bought the land near the water pool and built a house around the water pool.

It didn't take long for the rich family's family to flourish. Whether they were in business or government, everything went smoothly. In just a few decades, they became one of the largest big families in the area.

Originally, if this development continues, within 100 years, there will be another big family in southern Yunnan.

But the strange thing is that overnight, all the rich family's family contracted a strange disease, and within half a month, they all died.

A good family fell so bizarrely. At that time, there were rumors that the wealthy family had offended the dragon god and failed to do what he promised. His family's downfall was the punishment sent down by the dragon god.

After reading this old story, I handed the book to Lang Xingsong and bowed my head in thought.

From the perspective of Feng Shui, a well-built ancestral tomb or house of a family can indeed improve fortune.

But even if it is a first-class feng shui treasure, the effect is not as exaggerated as the story in the book. You must know that to make a family rise for nothing, it must depend on the feng shui of the ancestor's grave.

However, the story recorded in the book reminds me of a kind of partial sorcery mentioned in the Broken Physiognomy.

This kind of magic, called Gongjiaxian, can make people make a fortune in a short period of time.

The family gods usually enshrine spiritual animals such as weasels, and the effect is limited to three or two people, which is not as exaggerated as the story in the book.

But both of them prosper in the short term and die in the short term. The process is surprisingly similar.

After reading the story in the book, Lang Xingsong threw the book on the coffee table, rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "It's a pity that the book doesn't record in detail, and it doesn't mention where exactly is the pool where the dragon is hidden."

"Your Lang family has lived here for generations, maybe you can find some clues from the family's classics." I raised my head and said.

Just at this time, after Lang Ying sent Mr. He back, we went down together, planning to visit the old house of Lang's family.

Before getting in the car, I was afraid that my whereabouts would be exposed, so I checked the marks on my wrist.

The scenery outside the window flew by, I sat by the window, looked at the building outside the window, and analyzed the clues I had learned.

Inexplicably, the eyelids twitched, and a feeling of being peeped rose in my heart.

I looked around in doubt, and sitting next to me was Fatty Wang, who was dozing off on the chair.

Lang Xingsong sat in the front row and showed the way to his niece who had never been to the old house. Everything was normal.

I looked back and saw that there was a lot of traffic on the road, but I couldn't see that the car was suspicious.

After thinking about it, I kept my doubts in my heart for the time being. Talking about things that I am not sure of will only increase everyone's troubles.

Until the car drove out of the urban area, the feeling of being spied on never reappeared.

After getting off the highway, the car turned into a country dirt road, and the road became bumpy.

Fatty Wang, who was dozing off, was jolted awake and looked out the window in doubt.

"This broken road is really difficult, how far is it?" Fatty Wang moved his body and asked in a murmur.

"Do you see the mountain in front? Go around the mountain and drive for another half an hour, and you will be there." Lang Xingsong pointed to the front.

I squinted my eyes and saw the winding mountain road on the mountain, like a cobweb.

"It's too far away. Before you fell in love with you, you lived in such a place where no shit?" Fatty Wang sighed.

"How do you talk?" I glared at Fatty Wang, who was too open-mouthed.

Lang Xingsong didn't mind, he smiled, and said that despite the distance, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is a treasured land of geomantic omen.

Lang Ying hasn't been to the old house yet, holding the steering wheel and asking questions, like a curious baby.

Lang Xingsong turned his face sideways, looked at Lang Ying and said, "Actually, when we first moved out, there was a dispute among the clan about whether to go back to the old house to worship the ancestors every year."

"Then why did you decide not to go back?" Lang Ying asked curiously.

"At that time, the old man was still alive, and he personally made the decision to cancel the proposal to return to the old house to worship the ancestors. As for the reason, I don't know." Lang Xingsong shook his head and said.

"Brother Lang, haven't you been back to the old house for decades?" I turned my face and interjected.

"According to the time, it has been more than 40 years, and I don't know what it has become." Lang Xingsong said with a general feeling.

"After so many years, maybe the road has disappeared." Fatty Wang muttered aside.

"The road should still be there. When I was more than ten years old, I went back to the ancestral house with the old man." Lang Xingsong's tone was a little uncertain.

The car was driving on the winding mountain road with many twists and turns. I paid special attention to the back and found that there was no car following.

After crossing the mountain, the sky gradually became darker. Unlike the city, there were no lights to be seen here.

"Isn't this a bit too desolate, nothing will happen?" Fatty Wang was a little unaccustomed to the darkness around him.

"Your crow's mouth, can you close it?" I glared at the coward next to me.

"In the past, there were some residents here, but with the development of the times, most of them have moved out." Lang Xingsong's tone was somewhat nostalgic.

Because the road is not easy to walk, the car drives a bit slowly, Lang Xingsong guides the way by memory.

"Hey, there seems to be someone in front." Fatty Wang stretched his neck and looked around.

I squinted my eyes, and saw under the headlights, a child was walking along the side of the road leading a cow.

"Whose kid is that? He's really courageous." Fatty Wang sighed beside him.

"You young children don't understand. In fact, when I was young, I also let the cows go." Lang Xingsong said with a smile.

The dirt road was not very wide, so Lang Ying moved the car aside to slow down.

The child led the cow slowly and walked past without even turning a glance at the cart.

When I saw the cow's eyes through the car window, my gaze froze.

The cow being led had crystal eyes, and tears were streaming down its face.

I looked at the cow's horns, and I could see that it was an old cow.

Cows are domestic animals that are very spiritual. Old cows shed tears, which is not a good sign. I frowned slightly.

"The old cow is crying, he must have seen a ghost." Fatty Wang muttered to himself.

I turned my head and stared at the old cow with the tail light of the car.

The boy leading the cow suddenly turned his head, showing his miserable white teeth, and gave me a weird smile.

My eyelids twitched, and the moment the child turned his head, he revealed his true face, his face was pale, his cheeks were painted with red rouge, and there was a red spot between his eyebrows.

"It was also hit by the fat man, what the hell!" Fatty Wang muttered.

"Wild ghosts looking for food!" Lang Xingsong said.

"What is a wild ghost looking for food?" Lang Ying was different from ordinary women, and was not particularly afraid of ghosts.

"Some solitary ghosts, unable to reincarnate and have no incense to worship, will come out to find blood to eat by themselves, so domestic animals such as cattle have become their best choice." Lang Xingsong explained.

I looked at the old cow going away, hesitation flashed in my eyes, I didn't know whether I should meddle in this business.

Before I made a decision, there was a woman's face by the window, pale and pale, which almost shocked me.

"I remembered, there is a mass grave near here." Lang Xingsong added.

"It seems that we are also treated as blood food." I looked at the female ghost outside the car and smiled wryly.

If it were an ordinary person, if they encountered this incident at night, they would probably pee in fright, but we are not ordinary people.

Since I was being targeted, I didn't hesitate, just pushed the car door and rushed down.

The female ghost stretched out her arms, trying to pinch my neck, but as soon as her hands touched my shoulders, she screamed and backed away in panic.

I took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, and was about to completely kill the female ghost, when the ghost turned around and ran away, screaming sharply.

This time, the hornet's nest was stabbed, and the surroundings flickered, and translucent figures appeared one after another, staring gloomyly at this side.

"Your sister, you ran headlong into a ghost's nest." Fatty Wang poked his head halfway out of the car, his voice a little panicked.

(End of this chapter)