While we were eating hot pot, Wang Zheng casually stroked the side, and a mirror-like thing appeared, and the picture of the cemetery reflected inside was a good way to monitor.

The sky gradually darkened, and the bodies were burned to ashes so that this cemetery did not even have the legendary ghost fire. The scene was dark and there were only a few night owls occasionally, which was a bit like the atmosphere of ghost movies I watched when I was a child.

Both of them were concentrating on the hot pot, and I could only take a look from time to time. Every time it was pitch black without any surprises. Just as I was about to give up, a burst of thoughts came from it.

"Hey, hey" I poked Wang Zheng with my elbow and was eating hotly, "Change this mirror and it seems that there is something."

Wang Zheng stretched out a finger and pointed at the picture. The picture turned around like a 360-degree camera. I saw a crooked tree at an intersection that must pass to the cemetery. It is roughly estimated that the tree has been more than ten years. At this time, a person was kneeling under the tree.

I just ate a piece of beef in my mouth, and it made me cry and I said in a speechless manner, "Cao Kuk (Cao Kuk (Cao Kuk)!"

"Um?"

The two of them looked at me with their food in their mouths.

Wang Zheng thoughtfully pulled the camera closer, and we heard the man under the tree muttering, "The tree god bless me with a prosperous business, the tree god bless me!"

Finally I realized that I always felt that something was wrong, it was this tree!

There were bare branches all the way from the village to the grave circle, and there were no plants after passing the crooked tree.

The man said again that he lit three incense sticks under the crooked tree. After putting some things in big bags, he smeared them away. He had seen those who worshiped mountains and waters, but never saw those who worshiped a crooked tree that he didn't know whether it would sprout next year. This man successfully attracted our attention.

We stopped eating hot pot, so we put down the bowls and chopsticks and appeared under the tree.

I haven't noticed this tree before. Now I look closely and find that although it is not good-looking, it actually has to be hugged by three or four people. Qi Tianchuan said before that it is far away from the river and there are no underground rivers. I really don't know how it grows.

I walked around the tree for a few times but didn't find anything special about it. Wang Zheng also smelled it, and there was nothing else except the smell of the silk fragrance.

"Did you know that person just now?"

Qi Tianchuan suddenly asked me.

I recalled it and said, "I just saw it from there, and it was dark and I didn't recognize it."

Qi Tianchuan's fingertips shone slightly, and he wrote a talisman in the air. The talisman culture scattered on the crooked book with no reaction.
Chapter completed!