"It doesn't matter," Yan Xiangnuan replied calmly, looking around the small courtyard.
The construction style of this courtyard is somewhat similar to the way wealthy families built their houses in ancient times.
When you enter the house, what you see is made of yellow soil.
There is a small courtyard enclosed by a wall.
Next to the small courtyard are two rows of small gardens where vegetables can be grown.
A path is opened in the middle leading to the small hall.
Going inside the main room is the kitchen.
The old man invited Yan Xiangnuan and others to sit in the living room of his home.
"You all sit down, the old man doesn't have anything good at home, so I will make you a cup of boiling water."
The old man said, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Yan Xiangnuan calmly found a seat to sit down, and then motioned to Jin Weimo and Chu Xiao and Chen Han who were following them to find a seat to sit down as well.
Looking towards the small attic over there, she faintly Seeing that there was a hint of dark red hidden in it, Yan Xiangnuan didn't ask in a hurry.
Soon the old man came out with a small tray and four cups, and then tremblingly poured boiled water for several people.
Chu Xiao has a lively personality.
When he saw Yan Xiangnuan's strange visit, he also took the initiative to ask the old man to invite a few people in.
Seeing that the old man had difficulty moving, he immediately stood up to help and took over and was responsible for serving tea and water to everyone.
Yan Xiangnuan took the water glass brought by the old man and turned it around playfully in his hand, thinking about telling the old man clearly that now that he was almost proficient in Tai Chi, Yan Xiangnuan naturally didn't want to beat around the bush anymore.
"Old man, do you have any children at home?"
Suddenly, Yan Xiangnuan asked.
"No, no."
The old man's face immediately showed panic, but he immediately shook his head: "Little Master, can't you see that I, old man, have three children in total, and they are all no longer alive?"
the old man said in a tone of voice Very sad.
"Then why did I hear the babbling sound of your child?"
Yan Xiangnuan asked, but his tone was firm.
"You must have misunderstood.
There are only a few old men and old ladies left in our village, so how can we have any children."
The old man sighed and seemed to be really sad about this situation.
"Old man, I wonder if you can let me take a look at that child."
"Look" the old man's rickety body stiffened slightly, and the next moment he said: "I already told you that I don't have any children, and you still ask me what kind of children I want to see?"
He roared in an inexplicable high-pitched voice, seeming very angry, but Yan Xiangnuan looked at it Out of his panic.
If Yan Xiangnuan didn't see the child's soul, Yan Xiangnuan might still believe it, but she observed him carefully and calmly from the moment she knocked on the door.
Yan Xiangnuan's five senses were much sharper than ordinary people.
Many, because she had doubts in her heart, so she had special cautious thoughts, and naturally she could feel the old man's panic and cover-up.
Why do you want to deny it when you clearly have a child?
There must be something wrong.
"Many weird things happened in Shenjia Village.
If there are ghosts and gods in this world, our old grandfather should have some idea.
In this case, I don't need to talk too much.
In fact, we came to the door with no ill intentions.
It's just that in the morning I picked up I found the soul of a child, a boy about one and two years old.
Most people have three souls and seven souls, but I only picked up one of them, old man.
If you do have children at home, I won't ask you about the reason for hiding them, but children are innocent.
The population of Shenjia Village is now declining and will soon be extinct.
The child has lost another soul.
Even if he grows up, he will definitely be a little stupid.
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A person's three souls and seven souls are indispensable, so I want to return the child's soul to his body, you understand."
Yan Xiangnuan continued, looking righteous.
Yan Xiangnuan is very strange.
When she wants to show off, she can always look presentable.
At first, the old man was a little irritable and didn't seem to want Yan Xiangnuan to know the existence of the child.
But when he heard Yan Xiangnuan say that she had picked up the soul of a child, he was stunned, thinking that the little baby had been silent recently.
He didn't move very much while lying on the bed, and occasionally taught him to speak, but he never opened his mouth.
Suddenly, he felt that this girl might have really spoken to him.
"As I said, there is no child.
Where do you want me to find a child?"
The old man was relieved, but he did not dare to take risks.
He was afraid that the origin of the child would be discovered.
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows slightly, then took out the soul-binding talisman, released the little boy's soul, and then controlled some yin and evil spirits to surround the old man.
In himself, these Shenjia villagers lived in this evil place all year round. , it is easy to see dirty things, which are commonly known as ghosts and supernatural things.
In addition, Yan Xiangnuan deliberately controlled some yin energy, and there was no need for cow tears and other things.
The old man saw the little boy crawling on the floor. .
"My good grandson," the old man suddenly said in surprise.
Without thinking, he hunched down and squatted down, trying to pick up the little boy's soul, but found that his hands had passed through the little doll's body.
But the crawling little baby also stopped crawling in shock, looked at the old man, and then suddenly showed a ferocious look.
Yan Xiangnuan raised his eyebrows in confusion when he saw the little boy's reaction.
This child was originally an ordinary child, but the moment he bared his teeth and revealed a ferocious look, Yan Xiangnuan felt a little weird for no reason.
"What, what's going on?"
The old man asked Yan Xiangnuan in confusion.
"This is one of the three souls and seven souls of the child."
Yan Xiangnuan explained: "Ghosts are illusory things.
Very few ordinary people can see them, and naturally they are even less likely to touch them."
"Is this really the child's soul?"
The old man continued to hesitate.
He really didn't dare to take risks.
He was deeply afraid that the identity of the child would be revealed.
Moreover, he didn't know how to explain the inexplicable appearance of an extra child.
He didn't know if he could deceive him by saying that he bought a child.
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not, old man, please take the child down from upstairs, otherwise I will let someone go up there."
Yan Xiangnuan saw his face and was sure that even if there was a child, he was coming from the wrong way, so he was confident It’s also very filling.
She had thought about it, if the old man still insisted on having his own way, then she would let Chu Xiao and the others go upstairs.
She already knew roughly the specific location of the child.
"Master, I believe it.
I believe what you said is true, and I beg you to show mercy and save my grandson."
The old man immediately hunched over and knelt down to pray to Yan Xiangnuan.
Yan Xiangnuan was sitting on a chair.
When he saw him kneeling, he immediately moved his body to avoid it.
Kneeling down was a life-threatening thing.
Yan Xiangnuan was not very old and was a practitioner of metaphysics, so he knew that he would be kneeled down by an elder.
It will definitely shorten your life, so avoid it without even thinking about it. aa2705221: