There is no doubt that many people from the city have come to this Chujia Village. I am afraid that the so-called documentary shooting is a pretext. Moreover, Chujia Village has become a situation where people live in a mess!

Huang Xiaolong smiled and looked at the skinny dog ​​following him, "These are all made by you and your companions, right? I don't know what plans you are doing. But I will find out."

The mangy dog ​​whined a few times.

Huang Xiaolong did not break the matter, but walked around the village with great interest.

In the village, there are ancient houses with a long history everywhere. Not to mention that such an antique village can apply for intangible cultural heritage. If you develop it a little, you will be a tourist destination.

The ghosts in the village were all holding a human skin. When Huang Xiaolong opened his eyes, he saw that the human skin was peeled extremely intact, obviously from the skinned veteran. His skin face and eyes were empty, covered with dead spots.

"Xiaolong, this Chujia Village is really uneasy. There are too many ghosts. This time, we have something to do." Ma Chuxia was eager to try. "This time, our Metaphysical Society has also come to a lot of elite soldiers, and we can practice soldiers in Chujia Village. Xiaolong, you should not take action unless you have to, okay?"

"My wife, do you still want the Taoist priests of the Xuanxue Society to practice in Chujia Village?" Huang Xiaolong laughed in silence. "This... this is not a novice village."

"Uh... Xiaolong, what did you find?" Ma Chuxia's Taoist practice naturally could not be compared with Huang Xiaolong. She could see that there was a ghost in Chujia Village, but she could not see the depth of this muddy water.

However, with Huang Xiaolong here, she would not be afraid of anything.

At this moment, a woman, holding a child, rushed over from the opposite side in tears and shouted, "Village Chief, Village Chief, my child suddenly became ill... Village Chief..."

Huang Xiaolong looked up and saw that the child's face was full of blue and his body was wrapped in yin energy, especially in his body and stomach, the yin energy was rolling.

This woman and child are strangers, not ghosts.

"What's going on?" The village chief looked anxious.

"Let me see." Director Ma of the First People's Hospital behind Huang Xiaolong quickly met up and asked the woman to put the child flat on the ground to check the child's physical condition.

But after looking at him, he was helpless and quickly looked at Huang Xiaolong with his helpless look.

Huang Xiaolong walked over and took out a talisman from his canvas bag. He asked someone to find an empty bowl, put half a bowl of water, burned the talisman, stirred the talisman with water, pried open the child's mouth, and poured him down.

Soon, the child started vomiting, and the things he vomited were actually some geckos, spiders, cockroaches, and rats that had not yet been digested...

Seeing this, many people exclaimed, and some women even bent down and vomited.

The child slowly opened his eyes and muttered, "The old lady is so nice. I asked me to go to her house to eat delicious food. I ate a lot, including chocolate, bread, and jelly... very delicious."

"It's okay." Huang Xiaolong smiled at the woman.

"Xiaolong, what disease does this child have? Why do you vomit so many disgusting things? It's so terrible." Song Yuru looked horrified.

Lin Jing, Xia Ying and others also looked at Huang Xiaolong in confusion.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and said, "It's nothing. But remember, don't eat randomly in this village."

Ma Chuxia nodded slightly. "The child must have been deceived by the ghost and ate the food prepared by the ghost for him."

Finally, the village chief of Chujia Village led everyone to outside a large ancient house.

In the room, a strong aroma of vegetables and wine wafted out.

"Everyone, please go to the table and have a meal." Mr. Chu made an invitation letter.

"Let's go in." Huang Xiaolong walked towards the house.

However, when I stepped into the gate, I stopped and looked down and saw that there was no threshold for the gate.

"Xiaolong, is there any problem?" Lin Jing asked.

"Oh, Sister Jing, the old houses in the past basically had thresholds. Look at this ancient house, it has a history of about 2,300 years, but there is no threshold." Huang Xiaolong said casually. "The threshold has always been to prevent dead people from returning to the house. To put it bluntly, the threshold can block ghosts. Even in modern buildings, there are threshold stones at the gate. Some people will also bury evil-proof objects such as Five Emperors' coins or talismans under the threshold stone. This ancient house does not have a threshold, which means that there is no need to block ghosts and let ghosts enter and exit at will."

Lin Jing nodded in a slight understanding, then looked around and lowered her voice, "Xiaolong, are you sure now that there is a ghost in the room?"

Huang Xiaolong laughed silently and said to himself, "My sister, I'm not sure there are ghosts in this room, but, aren't we just walking with many ghosts along the way?"

Inside the house.

In the huge ancient house, dozens or hundreds of banquets were placed.

Pear blossom trees or pine and cypress trees, and nanmu eight immortal tables are a bit like an ancient inn in this quaint house.

This made the wealthy families from Binhai suddenly feel a sense of freshness in their hearts, and they were eager to taste what this authentic farmhouse dish tasted.

Looking around, Huang Xiaolong couldn't help frowning.

Some of these Eight Immortals Tables are made of coffin lids, emitting evil spirits.

The dishes on the table, such as chicken, duck, fish, and meat, seem to be full of color, fragrance and taste, but in fact they were tricked by ghosts, all of which were dead mice, spiders, geckos, snakes...

The most outrageous thing is that some dishes are actually cooked by human flesh, such as thigh meat, meat on the belly, etc., which are disgusting.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong suddenly lost interest and looked at the skinny dog ​​at his feet, "I said you are too disgusting, right? You are also human, not ghosts, so don't you disgusted?"

"Woooo~Woooooo~" The skinny dog ​​barked a few times, and his eyes showed an expression of trying to defend himself, but he had no way to speak.

"Please, please go to the table, please go to the table." Old Master Chu smiled very brightly, with a humble expression on his face.

"Master Xiaolong, let's sit at a table. These delicacies look delicious, earthy and fragrant, and you can't eat them in the city. It's pure and natural~" Zhou Mi had a greedy expression on her face.

"Haha, eat? Be careful to eat you to death." Huang Xiaolong gave Zhou Mi a blank look and then said lazily. "Okay, we won't eat anymore. Let's go out."

As he said that, Huang Xiaolong greeted his wives, Mr. Jin and others, turned around and wanted to leave.

Mr. Chu was shocked and thought that he had done something wrong and offended Huang Xiaolong. He quickly apologized. "Little... Xiaolong... This time, I am slow... Can I... be able to let it go..."

"No," Huang Xiaolong smiled. "However, I have no interest in this kind of corpse meal. I advise you not to eat it randomly, otherwise... hehe, that child just now will be your fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many villagers in the room looked at Huang Xiaolong with fierce eyes, and a gloomy expression of disgust appeared on their faces!

The evil spirit! It seems to be about to pounce on Huang Xiaolong and bite Huang Xiaolong and tear Huang Xiaolong to pieces!
Chapter completed!