Zhong Kui flashed into the south room and closed the door. He originally planned to rest here for one night. But after seeing the tall black shadow, he changed his mind.

What is a tall black shadow? This problem must be clarified as soon as possible, otherwise a big thing will happen.

When Zhong Kui returned to the ruined temple in Donghua Village, the children were already asleep. He gently pushed open the door of the ruined temple and looked at the sleeping children. The tall black shadows he had seen at Old Man Xia’s house before appeared in his mind, and his heart became uneasy.

Zhong Kui leaned against the wall of the dilapidated temple, looking vigilantly at the black threshold, and did not dare to relax at all. He had to wait patiently for the arrival of dawn and find a way to settle the children, otherwise the consequences would be imagined if he was discovered by the black shadow.

Because Zhong Kui slept day and night in a coma, he had something to do in his heart and his brain was completely blank and had no sleepiness.

Zhong Kui looked at the sleeping child and always felt that there was something wrong, but he could not expose this strange feeling.

It took a long time to realize that this feeling was actually strange that these children were so quiet after sleeping soundly? They didn't make a slight sound.

Zhong Kui, who was weak, really had no energy to see what was so quiet. He leaned against the wall and lay on the silk thatch and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When it was late at night, not only Zhong Kui, who was in the dilapidated temple, could not fall asleep, but Zhiqing and Liu Wengen, who were in the county guesthouse, also tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

A few minutes ago, Zhiqing and Liu Wengen discussed and decided to return to Xia’s house tomorrow to check again, hoping to finally confirm Xia’s true identity.

Zhiqing has such a preliminary speculation about Old Man Xia; according to Old Man Xia’s oral statement, he seems to have not participated in the Menling Village incident. If he did not participate, then who is Xia Zhian?

Xia Zhian appeared suddenly on the list like a shadow. Zhiqing and Wengen visited many people, but they shook their heads and did not recognize this person, nor did they hear the name of this person.

If you take the liberty to ask Wallace Chung, it will undoubtedly be a warning, and it will arouse his alertness.

What Zhiqing was most worried about was Zhong Kui. When he secretly visited the people stationed in Menling Village, he had no way to learn about him from the side.

Zhiqing turned over and wanted to close his eyes to rest, but his simple and stubborn face appeared in his mind. He became more and more unable to sleep, and he could not go to Menling Village again rashly. Thinking about everything that happened before, it was obvious that someone deliberately encouraged the ignorant villagers to make trouble. When he picked up the corpse, the villagers were scared and ran away. Then several strangers lurking nearby appeared. These strangers did not appear by chance, but must have come prepared.

At that time, I and Zhong Kui were in the light, and the people who peeked at them were in the dark, and every time they always appeared and attacked them. When testing Wallace Chung, no flaws could be seen from the other party's worldly and cunning face.

Zhiqing's flipping sound caused Wengen on another bed to start to flipping. The bed made a slight squeak, and then Wengen's violent coughing sound came.

"Master, aren't you asleep yet?"

"No, you are still not asleep!" Zhiqing replied with a wry smile in the darkness.

On this quiet night, two big men were talking and talking in a word between the bed. Because it was night, the voice was particularly clear and three-dimensional.

"I'm thinking about one thing, it's a little strange."

When he heard that Liu Wengen also had insomnia, "What's the matter?" Zhiqing asked casually. He thought to himself, it seemed that Wengen was also thinking about the matter between Zhong Kui, Menling Village and Lao Xia!

"I heard something, saying: the wife of the Minister of Armed Forces died, and it seemed that she was strangled to death by a thief."

When Zhiqing heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly bowed to look at the bed in the dark Chinese root and asked, "When did it happen?" He had a question in his mind, that was when they went to Zhong Hansheng's house early in the morning, didn't Zhong say that his wife was sleeping? How could he die?

"Just after we went there, it seemed that it was noon and the minister was in a meeting. Something happened at home. It seemed that a thief named Zhang San had caught the thief."

"What a coincidence?"

"master."

"Um."

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"This thief is the murderer who robbed the old man carrying manure water for 3 yuan and a few cents outside the South Gate, and then killed someone to escape."

"Well! It's awful!"

"Yes! I'm thinking about this too."

"Oh! In this world, the case handlers have not investigated?"

"I've investigated. The prisoner confessed. I heard that he had been killed. The court is on the beach of Menling Village."

For a bad guy who kills and robs, he will die if he dies. But Zhiqing thinks this matter is too absurd.

Liu Wengen's next words seemed to confirm Zhiqing's question.

"A few days after my wife died, Wallace Chung held a banquet in the guesthouse restaurant, eating and drinking. I also heard that there was a particularly beautiful young woman beside him."

"The scumbag is simply smearing the armed forces." Zhiqing cursed in a angrily manner.

"Master, why are you unfair about this world? We worked hard to conduct surveys, but no one cared about our benefits and even stopped it for no reason. I don't know when to finish the work in this stop."

"Oh! There is nothing fair or unfair in this world. No matter where you are, there will be unfair things happening. Go to Old Man Xia's house tomorrow, go to Old Man Xia's house to check it out, and let's check Xiao Zhongkui's whereabouts."

"Oh, OK." Zhiqing glanced at Wengen's wriggling darkness, turned over and walked over, and fell asleep facing the door. His thinking was always stagnant in searching for Zhong Kui. I wonder how the child is now?

The cold crescent moon was drifting in the clouds. The night insects paused their chirping, and the dilapidated temple was pitch black. The cold wind slowly came into view through the cracks in the dilapidated door, floating freely in the messy temple space.

The sound of the children's breathing came from his ears. Zhong Kui watched the clay sculpture Bodhisattva standing coldly in the silence. There were three clay sculpture Bodhisattvas in total. One of them was too old to be disrepair and various destructions. His facial features were moved in a state of being smashed. His ears disappeared, and there was a pit on the left side, and his chin was half gone.

The two small ones were not very damaged. When Zhong Kui looked at the two slightly shorter clay Bodhisattvas carefully, he illusionedly saw a flash of eyes from the clay Bodhisattvas, as if something was rolling down.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Kui immediately stood up, walked to the clay sculpture Bodhisattva, stretched out his finger and gently scraped it at the corner of the clay sculpture Bodhisattva's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Bokong's inquiry was shocked by Zhong Kui's outstretched hand and immediately retracted.

"Huh!" The clay sculpture Bodhisattva suddenly spoke, and Zhong Kui took a step back like a nervousness in shock.

I carefully looked at the clay Bodhisattva and saw that it was not moving at all, and I suspected that I had made a mistake in hearing. Just as I was about to raise my hand to scratch the corner of the clay Bodhisattva's eyes, the clay Bodhisattva suddenly shook.
Chapter completed!