The villagers closed the door of the ancestral hall.

It's just that the wooden door has long since decayed, and there are gaps everywhere.

"Several Taoist priests..."

The villagers in the ancestral hall were scared and at a loss. Their eyes kept moving on Lin Jue and Qingxuan. In the end, they didn’t know whether they felt that they were more familiar with Lin Jue from walking all the way, or from the conversation just now.

I heard that Lin Jue and I were more reliable tonight, so my eyes fell on Lin Jue.

The junior sister held a torch to illuminate him.

The two soldiers wearing armor and holding bows looked very mighty, with their faces painted with bright paint, like the protectors on both sides of the gods in the temple.

"Don't be afraid, we have a lot of people here. Just be careful and nothing will happen. We just wait for my senior brother to come back from the demon slaying." Lin Jue said comfortingly, "But I have wronged you. We will be here in this ancestral hall tonight.

Stay one night and don't go home, otherwise you're afraid of something unexpected happening on the way home."

"Yes, yes..."

Time passed little by little, and there seemed to be no movement outside.

This seems good, at least it means that the third senior brother is not in danger, but it seems not good, maybe the third senior brother has not found them.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside.

"Is someone coming?"

Lin Jue was just wondering if the third senior brother was back, but he heard some crying and wailing in the footsteps.

"Oh my son..."

The villagers in the ancestral hall were all frightened, and some thought the voice was somewhat familiar.

Lin Jue walked to the door of the ancestral hall with a hatchet in his hand, his fingers already holding the whistle stick tightly, and a breath of anger rose to his throat.

Naturally, the little junior sister held the torch to provide him with light.

The two of them looked at each other and saw that even the junior sister looked like she was holding in a breath and wanted to spit it out.

This little girl is surprisingly reliable.

Lin Jue was thinking this and saw Taoist Priest Qingxuan also holding a wooden sword and standing beside him. They looked at each other and then each found a gap in the door panel and looked out.

It was dim outside, with only the moonlight, and in the moonlight two figures stumbled towards me.

Lin Jue couldn't help but become more vigilant.

It wasn't until I got closer that I realized they were a little girl and an old woman.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two of them knocked on the door of the ancestral hall.

"My son..."

The old woman was banging and crying.

Lin Jue was on guard, but Taoist Master Qingxuan was stunned.

"Why are you here?"

He sounded as if he knew these two people.

Lin Jue couldn't help but look at Taoist Qingxuan in confusion.

"It seems to be Mr. Zhang's mother and his sister." Taoist Master Qingxuan was not sure. "When we came today, we went to his house first and met his mother and sister. Zhang Da had already gone out at that time. They originally wanted to keep us.

We stayed at his house, but we came to the ancestral hall."

The villagers behind him heard the sound clearly and hurriedly gathered around.

"Why are they here?"

"There are ghosts outside!"

"Open the door quickly!"

Many villagers said to each other one by one.

"My son! Taoist priest! Taoist priest Qingxuan! Open the door quickly! Is my son injured?" The old woman shouted in a sad voice, "I dreamed that my son was eaten by those ghosts in the village!"

"Sister-in-law, why are you here in the middle of the night?" A villager couldn't help shouting, "It's dangerous outside!"

"I'm here to look for my son! How is my son? Where is my son? But here?" The old woman couldn't speak clearly, but the anxiety in her words was moving.

"oops……"

The villagers couldn't help but look at Lin Jue and Taoist Priest Qingxuan.

Even Zhang Da, who was sitting on a chair in the ancestral hall and had just been bandaged, could hear his mother's voice and almost sat up in anxiety:

"But my mother is here?"

"Don't worry." Lin Jue pressed the door panel, looked back at the people in the village, then at Zhang Da, and then asked outside the door, "What is your son's name?"

"My son is inside? But inside? I heard my son's voice!"

"Old madam, please tell me first, what is your son's name?"

"How is my son?"

"My name is Zhang Ling!" On the contrary, the little girl who was supporting the old woman was so anxious that she said, "My brother's surname is Zhang Minling, and his nickname is longevity!"

"Where does your brother work?"

"My son..."

"My brother is not on duty somewhere! He is practicing martial arts in the county!"

It was the little girl who answered, but the old woman was already unconscious and didn't listen to anyone at all. She only knew how to call and care about her son.

Lin Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

The villagers understood what he meant and were clever enough to help ask: "What was the name of the old man who passed away in your family?"

"Is my son still alive..."

"My grandfather passed away before I was born. I can't remember clearly. I seem to have heard my mother say that his name was Zhang Hua..." The little girl became more nervous as her mother called her more urgently.

"Yes."

The villager who asked the question said.

This time I breathed a sigh of relief.

So I opened the board.

It is said that this door panel has long been rotten. If there is a spirit intrusion, it will not be able to block anything. Even the largest gap is enough for the strange bird to get in today.

The old woman was supported by the little girl and stumbled in, crying as she walked.

As soon as she stepped across the threshold, the little girl was startled when she saw the three people at the door. The old woman seemed to be unable to see clearly and could only see the light from a torch, so she paused and looked over with squinted eyes.

Then he looked inside the ancestral hall.

Zhang Da had already stood up holding on to the chair. The old woman could see her son clearly, and immediately stumbled towards Zhang Da with the support of the little girl.

"My son! You are still alive! As long as you are alive! I told you not to go, not to go, but you didn't listen. Even in my mother's dreams, I dreamed that you were eaten by ghosts..."

"mother……"

Mother and son worry about each other, so they are deeply affectionate.

"Why are you here?" Taoist Master Qingxuan asked.

"My eldest brother went out today, and my mother was very worried, especially since he didn't come back. I finally coaxed her to sleep, but she suddenly woke up and said that she dreamed that her eldest brother was eaten by a ghost. It happened to me that I didn't control myself.

mouth, saying it seems to hear

There was a scream that sounded like the eldest brother's. When the mother heard it and saw that the eldest brother hadn't come back yet, she insisted on coming to the ancestral hall to find the two Taoist priests." The little girl's logic was quite clear. "I said there are ghosts on the road, and she is not afraid.

, I couldn’t resist, so I had to help her come.”

When everyone heard this, they had mixed emotions.

Some people lamented that mother and son are connected. When their son was injured, the mother would actually feel it in his dream. Some people lamented the deep love between mother and son. Even if there is a ghost on the road, how can it scare away most people?

Lin Jue's eyes flickered.

I couldn't help but suspect that it was because of evil that I didn't dare to enter the ancestral hall, but I resented Zhang Da, so I asked Zhang's mother in a dream to wake her up, and then used this maternal affection to take Zhang Da away.

Take a look at Taoist Priest Qingxuan.

It seems he thinks so too.

At the same time, the mother and son were already holding hands.

"Son, are you okay?"

"I'm fine..."

"You were injured and you're okay! How's the injury? Is it serious? How did you get hurt?"

"It's just a small injury."
To be continued...