The night is sunken, and there is no wind.

Zhang Xiaoluo sat cross-legged on the side of the roadside outside the gate of Chen Detu's house, watching the resentment on the house in front of him gradually increase, and from time to time, a series of erratic ghosts flew out of the courtyard wall, but quickly retracted into the courtyard.

Behind Zhang Xiaoluo, a black shadow carrying a cloth bag was squatting. The cloth bag on the black shadow was bulging, as if there were many objects, but it turned out to be Chen Deshui, who had just recovered from madness.

The roars from the courtyard became clearer and clearer, like a hungry wolf who had been hungry, struggling to get out of the trap and choose someone to eat. And in the sky above the courtyard, Chen Dexin's ghost was emitting a stream of yin energy with a pale face to stop the ghost shadows coming out of the wall.

The ghost protecting the house not only blocks the ghost and the master, but also prevents the ghost from escaping! This may be the wish of the Lord of the Ghost Talisman under Chen Dexin's navel.

There were more and more ghosts inside the wall, and each time there were so many ghosts that were pounced on the outside, Chen Dexin's face became paler, but he still insisted on it. A strong stream of yin energy spread out from his body and rushed to the courtyard.

"Brother Chen, get ready!"

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes, stared at the ghost that was constantly flying over the courtyard wall, and gave a low command to Chen Deshui behind him.

Chen Deshui didn't say anything, but walked to Zhang Xiaoluo and squatted down, put the cloth bag behind him, opened the cloth bag, reached in with his right hand, and waited motionlessly.

As the roaring sound of hungry wolf in the house came out again, dozens of ghost shadows flew out from the high walls of the house at the same time, crashing into the yin energy that enveloped the entire house.

"Chen Dexin!"

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly called Chen Dexin above the courtyard. Chen Dexin's yin energy that poured out like a flood in his body stopped abruptly with Zhang Xiaoluo's call. The ghost shadow that flew towards the thick yin energy outside the wall instantly fell into the air, unable to hold back, and rushed out of the courtyard wall one after another.

"Brother Chen!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaoluo opened his mouth, Chen Deshui, who was squatting beside Zhang Xiaoluo, took out the big hand that was reaching into the cloth bag, and threw the things he was holding high into the air in front of Zhang Xiaoluo. There were pieces of yellow paper money cut in a neat manner.

As the paper money was thrown out all over the sky, the ghosts that flew out suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look at the paper money that seemed to have a great temptation to them.

"Wow!"

Dozens of ghost shadows were red in their eyes, coming towards the paper money falling all over the sky, reaching out to take it.

Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes flashed with a sharp look. He raised the Tianpeng ruler that had already been held in his hand and "slap" at the ghosts with dull eyes. Wherever the Tianpeng ruler went, the ghosts dissipated and eventually turned into yin energy, and were sucked into his body by Chen Dexin, who was standing on the courtyard.

After the end there was no ghost, Zhang Xiaoluo put Tianpeng ruler in his arms and smiled on his face.

"Brother Chen, have you counted it? How many?"

"Twelve!"

While answering, Chen Deshui leaned over and picked up the paper money scattered all over the floor and put it in his pocket again.

"Well, last night, twelve tonight. The ghost in the body that swallowed ghost corpse should have swallowed up a small part of it. The work will be over! Continue tomorrow night!"

It is obviously not the first time that the two of them and one ghost cooperated in this way. Zhang Xiaoluo walked back to Chen Deshui's courtyard with his head hanging down. After Chen Deshui picked up the paper money on the ground, he also carried a cloth bag back to his home. Chen Dexin, who was floating above Chen Detu's courtyard, was still standing quietly in the air, emitting a ghostly energy again, covering the entire courtyard.

Zhang Xiaoluo was not sure that he could fight the ghost-swalking corpse. The method of refining ghost-swalking corpse is the forbidden technique of the Yin-Yang Master of the Xuanmen. It is to take the body of the dying person, feed the blood of the zombie king wins gouge, and refine monsters that cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation and cannot live or die. Because the body can make ghosts avoid ghosts in the underworld, it is often used by those inhuman Yin-Yang Gate people to store ghosts. To put it bluntly, swallowing ghost corpses is equivalent to a refrigerator, but the refrigerator stores fruits and vegetables, and it stores ghosts.

The blood of the Zombie King Ying Gou is not something you can get casually. Therefore, most ghost-swalking corpses are refined with decades of zombie blood feeding, and only have the ability to swallow ghosts, but there is no such power that the legendary ghost-swalking corpses can even swallow ghosts.

But Zhang Xiaoluo did not dare to take risks. He didn't know whose blood was refined from Chen Detu's family. If he was swallowed, it might be difficult to return to the furnace and rebuild it! So he came up with this method to gradually force the ghost swallowing corpse to spit out the ghosts in his body! His enemy is the so-called "expert". Don't you want to store ghosts? Then I force it to spit out and fight against the opponent, that's right!

Zhang Xiaoluo still didn't dare to enter Zhang Yu's house. He vaguely felt that Zhang Yu looked at him in the past two days. Although he sneered at Zhao Ting's behavior, Zhang Xiaoluo would not touch Zhao Ting's woman! At least, he thought Zhang Yu was Zhao Ting's woman!

After being a gatekeeper for a night again, Zhang Xiaoluo was still energetic. He just felt that he might be able to ask Chen Mingtang to borrow a bench on the roadside so as not to sit on the ground all night long! Chen Mingtang's bamboo chair is good and can lie down!

The examination of pregnant women in Waguan Village has been basically completed, and the rest is to tell these pregnant women about prenatal knowledge, precautions, etc. These tasks are carried out by the two female resident doctors, and Wang Qi and Zhang Yu, the two nurses in obstetrics and gynecology departments, have become idle. As for the progress of related work in other departments, Wang Qi and Zhang Yu are not interested in helping.

Chen Mingtang seemed to have become much less indifferent these days. He smoked his pipe and wandered around the village every day. He lay at the door of his main hall, basking in the sun, and occasionally chatted with Zhang Xiaoluo. From the moment Zhang Xiaoluo came to Waguan Village, Chen Mingtang felt that the Yin marriage he had arranged for his son might be in ruins. What's more, this person named Zhang Yu seemed to have a different relationship with the Onmyoji who rushed over.

"Captain Chen, what's going on with the tiled kilns on the soil slope at the entrance of our village?"

At the breakfast table, Zhang Xiaoluo asked Chen Mingtang while pulling rice porridge into his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mingtang put down the chopsticks in his hand and opened the pipe bag.

"Oh, our family in the village of Chen was the only family in the family of Waguan. The daughters-in-law of his surname were married from other villages. Our ancestors of Chen made a living by burning clay pots for generations. It is said that they had also burned official kilns and ate and worshiped them! But the clay pots that were burned over the years were no longer valuable, so few people were willing to burn them, and those clay pot kilns were abandoned!"

Chen Mingtang said, with a bleak look on his face, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

"The soil in Waguan Village is not good. Most of them are saline-alkali land that cannot be cropped. The land that can grow crops is less than three parts of the land. Life is hard, so there will be some elderly people who cannot support them. They voluntarily or forced to walk into the tiled kiln that has been working for a lifetime, build brick walls from the outside, and their children will deliver a meal every day. After a hundred days, the kilns are tightly built. After this life, this is the so-called "tiled kiln"!"

Everyone present was silent and wiped their tears secretly. Some people couldn't bear it, so they stood up and walked out of the door. Finally, there were only Zhang Xiaoluo, Zhang Yu, and Chen Mingtang who lowered his head to smoke, and Lu Xilian who wiped his tears secretly.

Poverty is original sin!

"College Chen, there are not many tiled kiln groups like our village! Why don't you think about making trouble? What's the whole attraction? And the story of "tiled kiln" you just mentioned is just a gimmick!"

Chen Mingtang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he lowered his head to think about the possibility of Zhang Xiaoluo's proposal.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoluo successfully turned the old guy's attention to something else, he shouldn't jump out to make trouble for himself in the past two days. He laughed twice, stood up, patted his butt, and was about to go out for food.

"Zhang Xiaoluo!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaoluo walked to the gate of the yard, suddenly Zhang Yu's voice came from behind, and his body was shocked. He thought that the young lady had called him Daming again, this was the rhythm of something going on!

He slowly turned around, his face filled with a bright smile, and looked at Zhang Yu who was looking at him with tears.

"Xiao Yuyu, are you...what is wrong?"

Zhang Yu had tears in his eyes, his two white teeth bit his lips, looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the west room where he lived.

Zhang Xiaoluo hesitated in the yard for a long time before he walked into the west room slowly and turned around and closed the door.

Zhang Yu was sitting by the bed, lowering his head and sobbing gently, and his shoulders trembled from time to time.

Zhang Daren was most disgusted with women crying. He stood in front of Zhang Yu and opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort him. Finally, he thought for a long time before finally saying something.

"Chen Dexin bullies you? This little bastard is the same as his father!"

It would be fine if he didn't say it, but as soon as he spoke, Zhang Yu, who was sobbing, actually cried out with a "wow".
Chapter completed!