dragon hunter

Chapter 293
There was silence all around. After the death of the old tree, those evil trees in the forest seemed to have been sucked out of their souls and lost their vitality.

"My great-grandfather said that this old tree can protect one's feng shui. Now that the old tree has become a demon, something must have happened to the ancestral house." Lang Xingsong was worried.

"Since you're here, let's go and have a look." I sat on a rock and seized the time to recover my strength.

After a fierce fight just now, everyone was physically exhausted. At this moment, they didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, and sat on the ground with no image.

A large flock of crows flew over our heads and flew forward.

"Crows like Yin Qi the most. The direction they fly to is the old house." Lang Xingsong raised his head.

I have almost recovered, but the yang energy in my body is overdrawn. I stood up and called everyone to hurry up.

The mountain road was rugged, and we walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Some houses appeared faintly ahead, but the light was too dim to see clearly.

Lang Ying took out her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, and illuminated us from behind.

A burst of sharp laughter sounded in the room ahead, Lang Ying was startled, her wrist flicked, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Fatty Wang thought of his mobile phone that had fallen into the pit, muttering, but he didn't know what he was muttering.

I held the Gouyu sword tightly, stared at the building in front of me, and walked forward cautiously.

As we got closer, I could clearly see the large house in front of me. The Lang family is worthy of being a family through the ages, and the house has an extraordinary momentum.

However, the two stone lions in front of the door were overturned to the ground by someone, and even one of their heads was broken.

"These two town house auspicious beasts have been blessed by the ancestor's secret method. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to overthrow them." Lang Xingsong stared at the front with a wrinkle.

"Who painted the mess on the wall?" Lang Ying's mobile phone shined on the stone wall in front of her.

I walked a few steps closer, squinted my eyes, and looked towards the stone wall in front of me. The wall was covered with blood, and a few big characters were written in a mess. The handwriting was scrawled and difficult to distinguish.

"It has been following me." Lang Xingsong stared at the handwriting on the stone wall and read slowly.

I was stunned, staring at the bright red font on the stone wall, not knowing what the meaning of the endless words was.

"Come here quickly, there are also writings on the wall here." Fatty Wang stretched out his hand in greeting.

I walked over quickly, and on the stone wall on the other side, there was still a line written in blood. Although it was scribbled, it was easier to distinguish than before.

"Run away, run as far away as possible!" I read the words written on the stone wall.

"Who left this word, is it warning us?" Lang Ying asked herself suspiciously.

At this time, in the depths of the house, sharp laughter sounded again. In the silent night, the sound was particularly piercing.

"Oh my god, what the hell, this sound is penetrating enough." Fatty Wang shrank his neck.

I pursed my lower lip nervously. There was no light in the huge courtyard, and it looked gloomy.

"How did our family's ancestral house become like this?" Lang Ying looked puzzled.

"When I was young, the ancestral house was beautiful and the whole family lived here. I didn't expect that decades later, it would be abandoned and ruined like this." Lang Xingsong's tone was full of pain.

"Look at this scene, the second uncle of your family is probably in danger." Fatty Wang said without hesitation.

"Let's go in and have a look." Lang Ying said softly, took the phone and walked inside.

I was worried that she might encounter an accident, so I followed closely, my back tensed slightly, and I carefully looked around.

The yard was a mess, covered with dust, and there were fallen leaves everywhere. It looked like it had been deserted for a long time.

There were footsteps behind me, I turned my head and saw Lang Xingsong walking into the yard with a feeling on his face.

"The second uncle and the second aunt used to live in the wing on the east side. When I was young, I especially liked to eat the rice cakes made by the second aunt." Lang Xingsong sighed.

With a "creak", the window of the east wing suddenly opened by itself, and it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen.

"Oh my god, this house is a bit evil, there can't be unclean things in it?" Fatty Wang took a step back.

With a dignified expression, Lang Xingsong walked towards the east wing step by step.

I bit my finger, tapped my eyes twice, opened my eyes, turned my head and looked around, but found nothing abnormal.

"Who is it?" Lang Ying exclaimed.

My scalp tightened, and I quickly turned my face to the side, asking what Lang Ying saw.

"In the corridor over there, there was a figure passing by just now, maybe my eyes were dazzled." Lang Ying said with some uncertainty.

I squinted my eyes in the direction Lang Ying pointed, and saw that the corridor was empty and there was nothing.

A gust of night wind blew, the branches of the old willow tree in the yard fluttered, and the fallen leaves fluttered on the ground.

"Everyone be careful." I reminded.

I don't know why, but I always feel that this ancestral house of the Lang family is very wrong.

Lang Xingsong had already walked to the east wing, stood outside the window, hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, and looked inside.

I stared inside nervously, and at the moment when the light from the mobile phone shone into the room, a pale face came into my eyes.

"Brother Lang, be careful!" While reminding me loudly, I threw the hook jade sword.

"What's the matter, is there nothing in the room?" Lang Xingsong turned around with a puzzled expression.

I was stunned for a moment, and looked into the house again, it was empty, there was nothing there.

"Could it be a hallucination just now?" I was puzzled, controlled the Gouyu sword, and went around the room without any abnormalities.

"Can you stop being startled, Mr. Fatty is timid and can't stand being scared." Fatty Wang complained.

I touched my nose in embarrassment, thinking that maybe I was too nervous and had hallucinations.

The ancestral house of the Lang family is a big house with three entrances and three exits. We searched around the front yard, but found no clues, so we walked towards the back.

As soon as he stepped into the middle courtyard, Fatty Wang, who was walking behind, screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

I was taken aback by that coward's scream, turned around quickly, and hurriedly asked what was going on.

"Someone tapped me on the shoulder just now." Fatty Wang ran over quickly and said with fear on his face.

I fixed my eyes and looked behind Fatty Wang. Except for a fallen leaf, there was no ghost shadow.

"Are you sure it's not a hallucination?" I asked in surprise.

Fatty Wang shook his head like a rattle, and said in an affirmative tone that it was definitely not an illusion.

With a serious expression on my face, I took out the compass and looked at it. The feng shui layout of the Lang family's ancestral house is profound, and the ordinary compass can't see anything famous at all.

"Hey, why are Lang Ying and Lao Lang gone?" Fatty Wang shrank his neck and looked behind me.

I froze for a moment, turned around, and there was nothing behind me. The two people who were behind just now disappeared strangely.

"This... this house is too evil, I don't feel very good, let's go out first." Fatty Wang trembled a little.

I felt chilly all over my body, gritted my teeth, and walked quickly into the yard. Because of my nervous expression, I almost bumped into a figure.

"Who?" I took a step back, my back like a tight bowstring.

"It's me, why are you walking and disappearing all at once?" Lang Ying stood opposite, frowning.

"It's obvious that you are missing?" Fatty Wang ran over shyly.

I raised my hand to stop this meaningless debate. I don't need to go into the details, but there is no doubt that this house is evil.

With his back to us, Lang Xingsong stood beside a flower bed with his head down, as if he was studying something.

"Brother Lang, did you find anything?" I walked over quickly.

"The feng shui layout of the old house has been tampered with and changed into a mess, and I don't see any tricks." Lang Xingsong frowned.

"Bang!" A loud noise startled us.

I turned around abruptly and looked around in amazement, not knowing where the noise came from.

Fatty Wang walked over trembling, pointed to the door of the opposite wing, said which door it was just now, opened it suddenly, and quickly closed it again.

I swallowed my saliva nervously, and walked towards the opposite door, the palm of my hand holding the Gouyu sword was covered with sweat.

"Be careful!" Lang Xingsong walked quickly to the side and whispered.

Lang Xingsong and I moved towards the wooden door cautiously.

Lang Xingsong turned on the phone at the side and illuminated it for me. The slightly shaking light showed that this veteran was also quite nervous.

Standing by the door, I took a deep breath, raised my foot suddenly, and kicked towards the wooden door.

At the moment the door was kicked open, my heart was in my throat, and I stared nervously inside.

The dim light of the mobile phone shone in the dark room, except for a few pieces of old furniture, there was nothing.

"In the old house, apart from the second uncle and Uncle Zhang who takes care of him, is there anyone else?" I asked Lang Xingsong sideways.

Lang Xingsong sighed, shook his head, and said that those two people lived in the old house, and he didn't know what was going on now.

There was the sound of rattling iron chains, and Lang Ying's exclamation.

I turned around reflexively, and saw a figure covered in iron chains, with disheveled hair, running hurriedly through the corridor.

My heart tightened, and I was about to chase after him, but the figure suddenly disappeared.

"Look, what's on the floor in the corridor?" Fatty Wang pointed to the ground.

I squinted my eyes and saw a few puddles of black things on the floor in the corridor, which were too far away to see clearly.

Holding the mobile phone, Lang Xingsong walked over quickly. Under the light of the mobile phone, we could clearly see the things on the ground, which were puddles of blood.

"My god, this house is really evil. Let's evacuate quickly, and stay here for fear of losing our lives here." Fatty Wang was frightened and muttered to leave.

I pursed my dry lips, everyone saw the figure that ran past just now, it was absolutely impossible to be a hallucination.

"Which one of you saw clearly, what was it that ran over just now?" I asked hoarsely.

"It looks like an old man with disheveled hair, covered in blood." Lang Ying replied nervously.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of iron chains sounded again, but through a wall, it seemed that someone was walking back and forth in the yard behind.

(End of this chapter)