Late at night.

Small town pond.

He came back here again, this time without a black pot.

He walked casually in the street of the town, looking from time to time at the closed door, and there were not many lights on all around him.

One street, no closed shops, only three or five.

Some young people are surrounded by the door of the store, chatting, playing cards, eating, etc.

Yan Qinghe walked silently while playing with a small sword, thinking about whether the saber ghost was related to the door god, otherwise why not break into the house to eat people?

Knocking on the door?

Is the ghost's head stuck in the door?

And the fur-skinged knocks on the door, leads people out and eats again... does this mean that the door represents some mysterious force?

Can this mysterious force stop the skin from breaking into the house?

Moreover, after he took the skin bladder ghost, he suddenly jumped out of the door dish of "nine feet in front of the door".

So, this mysterious power refers to the door god?

And "nine feet in front of the door" refers to the door god can keep the peace of the nine feet in front of the door, so that all evil ghosts can not break through the door?

But now, there is no door god, how about the skin?

Some of the chicks don’t understand.

The door, is it also mean to be taboo?

Is it because of the characteristics of the skin?Do you see all the “doors”?Can you just knock on the door and get people out?

If this is just a ghost, what does this have to do with the door god?

How many evil spirits in the world, and what can a door do?Do you need a door god to guard?

The sky suddenly stood still.

I want more...

You just have to make the door to cook.

But how do you cook?It is not possible to do it, Yan Qingkang will return to the pond town, will just think so much...

Analyze it thoroughly to understand what a door god is.

Since the analysis cannot be done and cannot be studied thoroughly, then do it personally.

Yan Qingkong looked at this town, there should be no ghosts, he plans to change to a ghost town, do a legend of the door god...

At this time he left the town and hurried in the night.

His figure was quick, either over the mountains, or across the river, or across the plains, and finally stopped in a small town surrounded by mountains.

This town is called Valley Town, which is located in the valley, smaller than the pond town.

When Yan Qingyang came to the valley town, he only saw scattered lights and was silent all around.And the street, which is only two hundred meters, all the shops are closed, there is no shadow on the cold wind in the street, everyone is still asleep...

It was four o'clock in the morning.

He looked at the time and turned around the town.

Although there is only one street, there are many alleys, which seem to be that everyone is gathered in the town to live, but the houses are old, and most of them are wooden...

Soon after, it was dawn.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

A chicken croaked, and the town gradually had the breath of life.

At this time, Yan Qingkang came to the Qingshi Street, and many shops had opened their doors, most of which were related to making breakfast, such as bun shop, rice flour shop, bakery, etc.

"Duck blood fans, it seems like you haven't eaten in a long time."

Yan Qinghang looked at the green stone street and found that this street was very ancient.

And the whole valley town, is also an ancient town, although there is no fame, but every day some tourists come to play, so the street open some inns.

Now on the street, Yan Qinghai saw some tourists looking like people.

The duck blood fan shop is not large, there are seven or eight tables in the store, has sat nearly half of the table, Yan Qingkang walked into to look, said: "Boss, take a duck blood fan, add some duck intestines."

“Fourteen dollars.”

The boss's wife was twenty-seven, cleaning up a table.

Yan Qingyue nodded, sitting at a table near the door, waiting for the duck blood fans, while looking at the increasingly crowded street.

“Slowly.”

A moment later, the boss took a large bowl of duck blood fans.

“Thank you.”

Yan Qingkang said, from the table on the barrel, picked up a pair of chopsticks to eat, and then the eyes can not help but bright, found that the taste is actually good, there is a feeling of eating duck blood fans for the first time.

Eating and eating, I felt a few pairs of eyes staring at themselves, suddenly looking up, but saw a few girls with panicked heads.

He nodded his head at them and continued to eat.

“Have you heard of it?Last night, Chen Chen's wife left, and it was strange when she died."

At the table next to him, an old man sighed and said, "In the past few days, more than a dozen people have died for no reason."I don't know what happened."

“Who knows?”

Some people shook their heads and said, "Like Assun, Qin Ming, and spring flowers, they are all young, and their bodies are also well-off, and they have not heard of any pain, but suddenly died."

"I have heard that when they die, they seem to see something unclean."Another old man interjected, "It may be that he hit a ghost, and he was killed by a ghost."

"Oh, old Luo, don't scare the children, what the hell."An old man said.

He heard the eyebrows a little.

Stay in a small town and meet a ghost.

Although he used to want to find a ghost town and experience the door god, he came all the way, and did not deliberately make a choice, just left it.

At this time, he listened quietly and found that this small town had died inexplicably in these days, basically one person a night, sometimes two or three people a night.

The dead are uninjured and are not poisoned.

Death is inexplicable.

But the faces of every dead man are horrified and seem to be frightened to death...

Most of them died at home.

Yan Qingyang finished eating, ordered another bowl, casually asked the boss mother: "Boss, in the evening in the town will be inexplicable dead?"

“Who do you listen to?”

The boss asked, and then quickly said: "No thing, how can you inexplicably die at night?"The town is safe, don’t listen to people talk.”

Soon after, Yan Qingyang walked out of the duck blood fan shop and then went to inquire.

Sure enough, in just ten days, 17 people had died for no reason, and when they died, their faces were frightened and their eyes were wide.

There are rumors in the city that he was killed by a ghost.

No one has ever seen a ghost...

In a small square under the trees at the end of town.

“How do you know it’s a ghost?“Have you seen a ghost?”

An old man does not believe in what ghosts, can not help but clasping, "I said, now the town rumors have ghosts, make people afraid, I think you are everywhere to say ..."

"I've seen ghosts come to hurt me, can you talk to me?"“Talking to ghosts?”The mother said, "Then you say, how can they die for no reason?"It was fine before.”

And Yan Qingyang is sitting on the stone, playing chess with an old man, and by the way, he is drying the warm sun.If you want to ask for news, it is best to find a place for the elderly to sit down and integrate into the elderly.

Who in the small town has done, I basically know.

Or even what you ate last night, you can find out...

"Little face, just now the hand in the wrong place, it was not..." The old man's face was remorseful, and he regretted a move.

"Well, it doesn't matter."Yan Qingqian said.

After a while, the old man was forced to go to the end of the road, "Little Yan, my granddaughter is 18 years old this year, just went to the University of Central China this year, I heard what kind of flower, you are a young person, what does it mean to be a flower..."

"I don't know."

“You young people don’t know?I tell you, flowers are the most beautiful.If you let me regret one step, no, three steps, I will introduce my granddaughter to you to know, I see you are very good, there is my old man on the side to mention something, there is a chance..."

“...”

Yan Qing was speechless, and a game of chess regretted it more than a dozen times, and even his granddaughter betrayed him.

“Grandfather!”

A crisp and angry voice suddenly sounded from the back of the old man, and the old man was startled.

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