The atmosphere in the ancestral hall is getting heavier and heavier.

The old man's eyes widened as he looked at him.

It seems like I want to stare my eyes down.

Yun Song asked coldly: "Old man, what are you going to do?"

The old man knelt down with a bang: "Young Master Jiu, please calm down, Master Jiu, please don't kill me!"

When Yun Song saw that he didn't look like he was possessed by a demon, he reached out and supported the ground and turned over and jumped up.

He frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

The old man said tremblingly: "I, I, I beg for mercy from Master Jiu, and beg for mercy to Master Jiu for your life."

Yun Song asked, "No, I ask you what this means? Why do you beg me for mercy? What did you do to beg me for something that you are sorry for me?"

The old man said with a sad face: "I woke you up at night, but I can't hold it anymore. I've been holding it for a long time, I can't hold it anymore!"

Yun Song didn't know what to say for a moment.

It turns out that this old man was going to the bathroom carefully just now. The reason why he stared at him was because he was afraid of waking him up?

He asked the old man, and the old man nodded: "Yes, because I'm so trustworthy tonight, the kid told me, "Young Master Ninth, you have a bad temper, so I'm not angry with you, otherwise you will die."

"But Master, I have no choice. I'm older, and the guy in my crotch doesn't care about anything. I have to get up and go to the cottage three or four times a night. I just..."

"Okay, don't explain." Yun Song said weakly, "If you want to go to the bathroom, go quickly. It's okay. The outside world has demonized me. How could I be so cruel and unreasonable?"

The old man bowed repeatedly, thanking him while going out.

As his footsteps sounded far away.

The silence in the ancestral hall returned to its original state.

Only Abao and Linghu's breathing sounds were breathing.

Yunsong sighed and prepared to lie down.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong!

This ancestral hall is too quiet!

Where is that little girl?

Why is there no sound?

He was talking to the old man just now and the voice of the girl was quite loud. No matter how heavy the girl was sleeping, she would be woken up, right? Why didn’t she move?

He looked alertly at a wooden bed in the corner.

The little girl was sleeping on the wooden bed.

No one is available now.

Only one set of clothes was left on the bed.

The clothes were spread flat on the bed, like a human skin lying.

The little girl is gone!

Yun Song kicked Abao in the butt: "When is it time to sleep? Get up quickly and get up to work!"

Bao was so angry that he woke up that he suddenly woke up and opened his teeth and claws.

Yunsong pointed a gun at it with one hand.

Then its breath quickly dissipated.

Yun Song pointed to the wooden bed in the corner and shouted in anger: "Where is that girl? Go and find her! Go and smell her clothes and find her!"

Bao was about to run when the little girl's voice rang timidly: "Young Master Jiu, don't get angry, I'm here."

Linghu Xiang rushed up a few steps and lifted the drooping bed sheets. The little girl hid under the bed in panic.

Abao lay down and looked at her, then stood up and looked at the wooden bed.

It tilted its head and showed a meditative expression: It was very comfortable to sleep on the bed, this girl didn't like the bed, Abao liked the bed, Abao didn't have a bed, this girl didn't want her bed anymore

Logical self-consistent!

This bed is my baby!

It happily put its front paws on the head of the bed and then lay on it and kicked its hind legs and climbed up, and tried hard to climb onto the bed and then dreamed.

Yun Song pulled the little girl out and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you hiding here?"

The little girl was so scared that she was bleak in tears:

"It's my mother and father. My mother and father asked me to sleep under the bed. They asked me to put my clothes on the bed and put them on the bed. If a ghost comes to me and it will harm me, then I can use my clothes to block the disaster!"

Yun Song was stunned by the old man and the little girl.

Are you two here to play with me tonight?

He asked, "When did you get out, and why did you stop breathing just now?"

The little girl said, "I will quietly come down when you fall asleep. Uncle Shouxin said, "Don't disturb Master Ninth, I will get in bit by bit." Then, when you were talking to Master Eight, I didn't dare to speak out, so I breathed carefully..."

"Stop talking, I'm not a ghost, why are you so afraid of me?" Yun Song was helpless.

As soon as he finished speaking, Linghu Qi lay on the ground and stretched out his legs and stuck out his tongue.

Grass.

Pretend to die again!

At the same time, the sound of the door was pushed out: "Cruff, crunch!"

Yun Song suddenly turned around.

The old man who had gone to the toilet is back.

The old man smiled and said, "Young Master Jiu, you haven't slept anymore? I'm really sorry to wake you up..."

"It's okay." Yun Song waved his hand with a smile.

He pointed to the bed and whispered to the little girl, "Get in, don't come out."

The little girl immediately got into the bed.

Yun Song returned to his bedside and sat down.

At this time, the old man also returned to his bedside.

He bent down to pack up his bedding and prepared to go up and continue to sleep soundly.

So Yunsong saw his back.

There was a paper man behind him.

A big paper man made of paper cut!

The figure of this paper man is almost exactly the same as that of the old man, just like a smaller version of him.

It was pressed on the old man's back, which was so white that it was heartbreaking.

What makes people feel even more heartbreaking is its face.

It has facial features on its face.

It’s not about drawing it but about growing facial features.

Yunsong saw it, and it also saw Yunsong.

Then its eyes moved, and its two eyeballs glanced to one side, as if they were looking at Yunsong sideways.

Then the corner of its mouth twisted, showing a malicious smile.

Yunsong felt that the night in the ancestral hall suddenly became deeper and deeper.

The moonlight is no longer bright.

Instead it becomes blurred.

And the moonlight was twisted and blurry, and he became a little drowsy.

What a demon!

Yun Songmeng thought about the Yaya and Yuanyuan whom he saw in the dream of Tai Sui Master that night. The appearance of the two of them made him feel refreshed!

This paper man can confuse people!

He was briefly in a dilemma: on the one hand, he had to see what the paper man was going to do, and on the other hand, he was not sure if the paper man could save the old man once he attacked the old man.

Opportunities must not be missed, and no more mistakes will come.

Yun Song dares not hesitate too much, hesitation will lead to failure!

He lay down decisively and pretended to be asleep.

The matter in Changqiao Village is too strange, he has to wait and see, and he can only feel wronged by the old man.

Let's suffer this ordinary people even more.

The old man quickly fell into a deep sleep.

He started talking for a while.

"Meet the great immortal."

"Reporting to the great immortal, my disciple's wish is to live for another twenty years or another hundred years."
To be continued...