Liang Houzai nodded: "That's what it means. Brother Dao, I guess, Wong Tai Sin has begun to doubt you now. It's better for us to take action as soon as possible before showing our strength."

I have to say that Liang Houzai is right. If it takes a long time to make Wong Tai Sin fully prepared, things may become quite troublesome.

But after thinking about it, I shook my head: "Let's wait a little longer, at least until Yan Xiaotian comes. Hu Nanqian said before that Zhu Gang suffered this disaster was the karma he planted many years ago. We must figure out what he did to determine how to deal with this matter."

Liang Houzai sighed: "That's right. Alas, it would be great if Yan Xiaotian was here. His dress as a Taoist priest can at least attract Huang Daxian's attention."

Liu Shangang said from the side: "That guy is too unreliable, it's really not possible. I'll go back to the parking lot to find him."

"Forget it," Liang Houzai said to him: "If you leave Huangjiazhuang now, Huang Daxian's suspicion will be even more serious. Now there are so many lives in his hands, so we have to be careful."

Liu Shangang leaned his body against the dirty earth wall in a very disgusting manner, sighed for a long and long sigh, and said, "You two are so boring, they are the same as old bags. They are worried about this and that, and they are bothered and tiring, and they are not at all happy. Brother Dao, I remember you were not like this before."

I smiled and said to Liu Shangang, "Are you praising me? Fortunately, I am not the same as before. If I were so impulsive, I would have died many times."

Liang Houzai also said from the side: "Well, Brother Dao is indeed different from the past, but it is not completely different. Sometimes you are quite impulsive. Just like in the evil tomb, you even went to catch the black shadow without thinking about it, and walked backwards..."

"Okay, okay, stop," I quickly interrupted him: "I will change, I will definitely change it in the future. Don't give examples, I can't stand this."

Liang Houzai smiled at me and said, "It's hard to change this thing in nature."

At this time, Liu Shangang looked at his job again and asked me: "What should I do if these meals?"

I pointed to the dilapidated earthen kang behind me and said, "It's better to use something to cover up the smell, so that Huang Shu can see the flaws."

Liang Houzai said with some concern: "But if Huang Shu came over and found that the three of us were not hit, wouldn't they show their strength?"

I thought about it and said to Liang Houzai and Liu Shangang: "Do you still remember what the people in the mourning hall were in after dinner?"

Liu Shangang responded to me: "Isn't it just a mess, I'll go to bed after eating? I'm like a pig."

I said to them again: "When Huang Shu came, we pretended to be asleep. Although it is not clear how long those people will sleep after eating, since we have brought the meal back, Huang Shu couldn't know when we should eat. Pretending to be asleep should be able to get away with it."

"Okay, you are the boss, you can do whatever you say," Liu Shangang said while holding his bowl to the earthen kang, "If it were me, rush into the mourning hall and control Huang Daxian first. Oh, you two are really, you are not at all happy."

While he was talking, he had already walked to the earthen kang, poured all the food into the hole on the top of the earthen kang, and scraped some broken soil from the earthen wall and sprinkled it in.

Although Liu Shangang covered the taste of the meal, the strange smell of meat and tea scent was still floating in the room. We could only open the doors and windows, hoping that the smell could dissipate as soon as possible.

In the afternoon, when it was almost three o'clock, the three of us lined up against the earthen wall, closing our eyes to pretend to be asleep.

Huang Shu came on time. He came not long after we "slept" and he arrived.

We placed three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the ground casually. Huang Shu took away the bowls and chopsticks, looked back at us before leaving the door, sighed, and left helplessly.

I heard him walking while muttering: "I finally came three people who could speak, but I didn't expect... Oh, this village is really weird."

It was not until his footsteps were far away from us that Liang Houzai pushed me with his elbow and asked me whisperedly: "Looking at Huang Shu's appearance, it seems that he is not on the same path as Huang Tai Sin."

I shook my head: "There are many things that are hard to say now, don't rush to draw conclusions."

As I said this, I got up again, opened a small gap in the window, and saw Huang Shu turning into the entrance of the alley not far away.

Liang Houzai also stood in front of the window and watched for a while, then asked me: "What are your plans now?"

I signaled him not to talk for now. After three or four minutes, I felt that Huang Shu had already walked far away, so I said to him: "Let's stay in the afternoon first. Let's go to the mourning hall to check what's going on with the body of the old man in the Zhu family."

After saying that, I went back to the corner and sat down again. I heard a slight snoring from Liu Shangang. I said why he hadn't moved just now, but I didn't expect to fall asleep.

With his carefree nature, I don’t know how he usually does security.

The temperature was surprisingly high that afternoon, Liang Houzai and I were barely bare. Liu Shangang was later awakened by the heat. The three of them walked in the house with sweat and dazed in a daze. No one spoke for the whole afternoon.

It was almost dusk, and there was a sound of footsteps from the mourning hall. The three of us hurriedly put on our clothes and continued to sit on the ground. Each of us deliberately showed a dull expression.

Not long after, the door of the house was opened. Huang Shu put the evening meal on the table, looked at us again, sighed and went out.

This time we learned to be smart. We poured them into the hole in the earthen kang until the food was completely cold, so that it would not leave any smell.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, it was still dark, but the temperature was a little cooler than in the afternoon. Huang Shu came over to collect the tableware and left in a hurry. He didn't even look at us this time.

Next, there was another long wait, and we had to wait until the watchmen fell asleep before we could move.

This silent waiting will make people feel that the time has become particularly long. Four hours later, it is already midnight, but the faint crying in the mourning hall is still continuing.

To be honest, I was almost losing patience by that time.

More than an hour later, the crying from the mourning hall finally disappeared.

Liu Shangang asked me in a low voice: "Let's kill us now?"

I waved my hand at him and said, "Wait for another hour."

I was impatient, and Liu Shangang was even less patient than me, so he became anxious on the spot: "Why are you still waiting? We have been waiting for most of the day! Why are you still waiting for the mourning after you stop?"

I said, "The mourning has just stopped, and those people are not asleep yet. Wait for another hour..."

At this time, Liang Houzai interrupted the conversation between me and Liu Shangang: "Don't talk, there is any movement!"

I closed my mouth and leaned against the window and listened carefully. Sure enough, I heard a rustling sound from the path outside the dirt house.

The three of us looked at each other, then quickly retracted back to the corner of the wall, and began to pretend to be asleep.

The sound of squeak came to the door at a very fast speed, and then I heard a "creaking" sound from the other side of the door.

I narrowed my eyes into a slit and quietly looked at the door. I saw that the door was pushed open a finger-wide gap, and a slender tube reached into the crack.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely rich smoke surged out of the tube. The smoke contained a very heavy demonic aura, mixed with a very irritating tea fragrance.

This fragrance is exactly the same as the fragrance mixed in rice.

It was not until the smoke filled the entire room that the pipe was withdrawn from the door, and the door was gently closed.

After that, another hustle and bustle sound came from outside the dirt house.

I tiptoed to the window and put my eyes on the gap in the window. With the not-so-bright moonlight, I saw two yellow-skinned men as big as golden-retrievers running in a panic, one of them was holding a long tube in his mouth.

It seems that what happened in the village is indeed related to yellow skin.

When the two yellow-skinned men ran away, I opened the door gently and pulled Liu Shangang out.

Liang Houzai also followed and reached out to flip Liu Shangang's eyelids.

Liu Shangang quickly blocked his hand and whispered: "What are you doing?"

Liang Houzai looked at Liu Shangang with some concern: "Are you okay?"

Liu Shangang smiled at him: "Don't worry, I've been holding my breath just now. Don't say it, the Qi-kung taught by Grandpa Chai is really useful."

Seeing that he was fine, Liang Houzai felt relieved and asked me again: "Who did the cigarette just now?"

I said, "It's not a human, it's yellow skin."

Liang Houzai frowned: "Wang Tai Sin and Huang Pizi are still related?"

I looked in the direction where the two yellow-skinned men escaped and sighed: "If this is the case, I might be going to kill you this time. I think it's better to check the old man's body first and figure it out before you can talk about it."

After saying that, I stood up and looked carefully at the backyard wall of the mourning hall. Many of the tiles on the top of the wall were broken. If I climbed over the wall, I would definitely make a big noise.

Just as I was thinking hard about how to get in, Liu Shangang pulled out a thin iron wire from the corner of his belt and swung against the backyard gate of the mourning hall.

In just a few dozen seconds, Liu Shangang actually took off the iron rope from the door. He tried to push the door panel slightly, and a slight "creaking" sound came from the door shaft.

Liu Shangang approached the back edge and used his mobile phone screen to take a photo of the door shaft. I saw a thick layer of rust hanging on the door shaft.

After that, Liu Shangang ran back to the smoke-filled earthen house, took out his backpack, and took out a bottle of safflower oil from it.

Safflower oil is very common in my hometown. Its efficacy is similar to skewers and is used to treat skewers and injuries.

But after Liu Shangang unscrewed the bottle cap, he poured the safflower oil directly on the door shaft of the wooden door. Then he tried to push the door again. This time, the door panel was easily pushed open by him and almost nothing was sent out.
Chapter completed!