Qin Yang's behavior is somewhat inexplicable, the ancestors are old enough to be called the ancestors, not gods, how can he know who the next disappeared person is?

But what is unexpected is that the ancestors actually said: "Next, the next one disappears is the old carpenter!"

This word, holding hands with people, to prevent the old carpenter from disappearing for no reason to collapse on the ground.

"Old father, you must not say, my old carpenter has not offended you."

“Oh!”

The old ancestor suddenly laughed twice, and the sound was a little strange!

Everyone was drawn to the voice of their ancestors, thinking what he was going to say.

But in such a small block, a scream came from the carpenter.

“Ah!”

“The ghost!”

Hundreds of pairs of eyes suddenly turned back and looked to the screaming place.

Qin Yang’s eyes became tiger eyes.

"Damn, that's fucking hello."

Yu Shan also rubbed her eyes hard, an impecutable look.

The old carpenter disappeared when the old ancestor laughed twice.

Everyone was attracted to laughter, so no one noticed how he disappeared.

After a while, three villagers disappeared.

Qin Yang looked at the old ancestor in amazement and asked again, "How do you know the old ancestor?"

His voice was back to normal, and he pointed to the distance and said, "The grave is smoking."

Inexplicably, the ancestral tomb smoke is a good word, often used to describe the ancestors of the Jade.

Is it good for the villagers to disappear?

When the old ancestor had finished, he felt a little sleepy and closed his eyes and slept.

Qin Yang plans to visit the grave.

Old people don’t necessarily work, maybe they can’t see anything.

Yu Shan naturally will not let Qin Yang go alone, she is afraid that Qin Yang will discover the secret she does not know.

So the two, accompanied by dozens of villagers, went to the ancestral tomb together.

This is ridiculous enough to say that the ancestral tomb smokes, but now Hanjiawan is not a normal thing at all, so Qin Yang is curious about the blue smoke on the ancestral grave.

The ancestors did not know whether they could really be psychic, and before the people approached, they saw a smoke rising from the ancestral tomb.

But it was not smoke, it was someone burning the grave.

More than a dozen grass-squads around the ancestral graves of Hanjiawan have been ignited.

“Hey!It's too bold to burn people's graves."

Qin Yang will be happy to get up, the feelings of the ancestors said that the ancestral tomb smoke is this thing!

"No, someone is burning the grave, call for help."

More than a dozen villagers around Qin Yang have scattered the fire, and two or three have run back to report.

But in the midst of the fireworks, Qin Yang saw a strange figure.

The figure was definitely a human shadow, but the head was not too big, and a little familiar, disappeared after the smoke in the blink of an eye.

“The arsonist!”

"Yes, he must be arsonist, catch him."

The villagers rushed over, but Qin Yang stood in the same place and did not move.

After seeing the shadow, he laughed happily, because the shadow was not someone else, but the land master who had fallen over with himself.

This space was sealed, and the land master did not bring the Fa down, so he could not escape.

In fact, it doesn't matter if he can't escape, after all, he is a fairy, and no one can do anything about him, but the question is what he did to burn the Han family's ancestral tomb.

Yu Shan found Qin Yang somewhat strange, and asked.

“What did you find?”

Qin Yang shook his head.

"I just guessed that 100 percent of Han's ancestral graves were deliberately set on fire."

“Shit!”

Yu Shan Bai looked at Qin Yang, and then began to shake up the grave of the young man with a knife in his hand.

Standing in the distance, Qin Yang looked at a wave of smoke floating into the sky, and in the dark sky, he actually rolled with the cat-shaped clouds.

Strangely enough, the smoke from the ancestral tomb seemed to bring a glimmer of reiki to the cat's eye, as if it were alive.

Then Qin Yang was surprised to find that the cat's eyes were alive, and it had been staring at the small trees more than ten meters away from the ancestral tomb.

“Hello!“Olivia, come here.”

Although she hated this woman, Qin Yang had to admit that only she could help herself at this time.

Qin Yang said to Yu Shan, "When you approach the small trees next to your ancestral grave, don't look inside, if something comes out of it, say hello with a flying knife."

For this order, Yu Shan was full of curiosity, but she did not ask, because she asked and asked for free, Qin Yang would not say.

So she could only come to the small bushes and look for the answer.

Qin Yang still stood in the same place looking at the cat-shaped cloud in the sky, its eyes were stimulated by the ancestral tomb of the green smoke, and no matter how it looked, it would eventually fall in the bushes.

Qin Yang sneered: "Cat cloud and black cat, do you know whether there is a connection between these two people?"

“Come on, let me see the answer!”

I saw him pick up a torch, and around the small bushes he quickly circled, and the torch in his hand quickly lit the small bushes that were not large.

Blow up!

Because the weather was dry, the fire burst into the sky, and then everyone saw a black cat rushing out of the bushes.

"Your master's, it's him, the black cat that has anything to do with the smuggler."

The fly needle in Qin Yang’s hand flew out, like rain.

The flying knife in Shan's hand also brushed out and went straight to the black cat, and the two joined hands, even if it was a master like Duan Tao, it was difficult to retreat.

But the black cat ignored it, and the flying needle and the flying knife shot into its body, at most making it a little slower, and then returning to normal.

Meow!

A cat called, and the black cat passed through the middle of Qinyang and Yushan, fled and disappeared.

"I don't want to hide, there's no door."

The smoke on the grave went up, and then the cat-shaped clouds of the cat's eyes shot at a black hole in the corner.

Qin Yang a look, Yu Shan quickly followed, the two are a series of knives, flying needles greeting.

Meow!

The black cat ran away again.

Qin Yang scolded in the back: "Dead black cat, hand over Aunt Hu and Han Wei, Lao Tzu will not kill you."

After several times, Qin Yang relied on the ancestral tomb to find the black cat trace, but the damn black cat could not die, and even the bloodthirsty Yu Shan was shocked.

“Qin Yang, what the hell is that, and how can you not die?”

While she was attacking, she suddenly felt that she was in Qin Yang's time and caused something that should not be confused.

Qin Yang's heart was secretly happy, if Yu Shan knew that the black cat was smuggled by his master, and the status was higher than her, would she cry?

Probably not, because this woman no longer had tears.

When Qin Yang repeatedly relied on the eyes of the cat-shaped cloud to find out where the black cat was hiding, the smoke of the ancestral tomb was finally extinguished.

The villagers put out the fire, the ancestral tomb did not smoke, the eyes of the cat cloud in the sky lost their luster, and Qin Yang also lost the means to find the black cat, so they had to stop.

For a moment, Han Lin was furiously looking for Qin Yang.

"Your name is Qin, you are too bold, how dare you burn our Han family ancestral tomb."

"I see what kind of eye you have burned."

Then another villager whispered: "This time is not really Mr. Qin's fire, when we came together, the old man saw the ancestral tomb burning."

Qin Yang lit Han Lin's forehead and said, "Hear it, I'm not going to burn the fire yet."

Just as the people were talking about the smoke in the ancestral tomb, suddenly a villager shouted.

"Well, the second dog is gone."

"What, he disappeared too."

Qin Yang clearly remembers that a man named two dogs went to the ancestral tomb with himself, and when he saw the ancestral tomb burning, he was one of the people who went back to report the news.

After the villagers recalled, the two dogs left the ancestral tomb, but the people in the compound did not see him, which means that he disappeared on the way back to the newspaper.

The disappearance of the villagers has happened one after another, but Qin Yang is more interested in another thing.

That's Hanlin.

This kid is cowardly, at most bullying Han Wei, in Shan and himself in front of even the bullshit do not dare to put one, but he just ran to accuse himself, this matter is strange enough.

Does he want to hide something?

After being sealed, Hanjiawan is always a dusk scene, the light is dim, but it will not be dark, and it has been in such a place for a long time, even Qin Yang feels dizzy.

In addition, he now has a lot of problems to understand, so he slept on the green stone next to his ancestral tomb.

When he sleeps, Qin Yang wants to understand a problem, that is, his own way is wrong.

First of all, Yu Shan can not sincerely cooperate with himself, and secondly, the villagers of Hanjiawan can not tell themselves anything of value.

If it continues, then the gambling contract for the search for treasure will really lose to the stowaway.

But then again, the stowaway this guy and himself gambled big and small several times, the bet he proposed has always been superficial, but secretly hidden a deeper conspiracy.

If this time it was not Sun Min and Ya Er behind their backs, Qin Yang was too lazy to bet with him.

After thinking about everything again, Qin Yang decided to reason from beginning to end, and then start doing one thing.

At present, aside from the treasure, he felt that the uncle Hu family and Han Wei found the most important thing.

So Qin Yang, who had sorted out his thoughts, caught Han Lin passing by.

“Son, tell me, where is Han Wei?”

“You are sick!The little bitch is dead and what does it have to do with me?"

Han Lin threw away Qin Yang's arm and strode away.

Qin Yang stared at Han Lin, his eyes confused.

"It's strange, this boy can actually throw away his own hand, not only the temper has become bigger, even the strength has become a lot bigger."

When the people dispersed, Qin Yang estimated that the time should be late at night, so he chose to lie on the green stone next to the grave to continue to sleep.

Yu Shan's special interest seemed to be more interested in the immortal black cat, so he began to look for black cats in the village.

Qin Yang closed his eyes and felt the coolness brought by the green stone, making the tense brain very comfortable.

Suddenly, a man came to him, and the footsteps were very light, and even a master like Qin Yang could hardly hear him.

The man came close, and Qin Yang turned up.

"You're finally here."

The man was Han Lin, and his tone was equally cold.

“You know I’m coming.”

"Well, of course I know, because you're not Han Lin anymore."

Oh, hey!

As soon as the voice fell, Han Lin's face began to change, and it became a scoundrel black cat's face.

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