The air fell into silence for a moment, and Old Yang also realized that it was not good for him to interrupt suddenly, and scratched his chin in embarrassment: "Then what, I just provide you with a reference, don't take it seriously."

"In the northeast, it's true... I remember that the folks enshrine the five immortal families of Hu, Huang, Bai, Liu, and Hui." Xie Jin strengthened his spirits. He knew that if he wanted to save Ji Duan, he had to pass as many as possible. Information is obtained in various ways.

"That's right, Mr. Hu is enshrined in my family." Old Yang talked about his Baojiaxian, his face couldn't help showing pride, "When I was young, maybe five years old, I lived in the In the village, children are naughty in winter, so I ran to play on the freshly frozen thin ice with a group of friends."

He raised the tea mug in front of him, drank the water in it, and sighed, "I remember it clearly. When I was having fun, my consciousness suddenly went into a trance. I don't know how long it took, and I woke up again. He was already lying on the shore, surrounded by a group of friends shouting that someone had fallen."

"I got up and looked, and found that there was an ice hole where I was standing just now, but the person who fell was not me, but a little girl behind me. After I got home, I told my mother about it. She told I was Mrs. Hu who protected me from the disaster, and since then I have been enshrining the Baojiaxian of our family together with the elders of the family."

Old Yang leaned back slightly, he muttered something in a low voice, and said, "During the period when I lost my self-awareness, it was Mrs. Hu who helped me prevent disasters with my upper body, and thanks to Mrs. Hu, I was able to survive until the end of my life Now."

"Baojiaxian...is very powerful, but the curse on Ji Duan is said to be from the shaman. Although there are more Jurchen descendants in the northeast, I hope to find a way to undo the shaman's curse from the village there."

Xie Jin turned his head and glanced at Ji Duan while speaking. The young man still maintained the sitting posture just now, unmoved, and listened to Old Yang's story about his legendary childhood experience.

"A shaman?" Old Yang rested his chin and thought about it carefully. "As far as I know, there seems to be a village that believes in shamanism nine kilometers away from my hometown."

"Really?" Xie Jin's eyes lit up, and he pleaded with Old Yang in the most sincere tone, "Boss Yang, can you explain in more detail? What is the name of the village? There is a person in the village who can lift the curse." person?"

Old Yang looked distressed, his two eyebrows were tangled together like two ferocious long worms, he seemed to be thinking very hard: "...Well, I remember that the village is called Ba, Badong Village?"

"Badong Village is at least nine kilometers away from your hometown... Do you want to go on a mountain road?" Xie Jin didn't know where the village where Old Yang used to live, and he didn't have a map there. He could only hope that Old Yang Yang, I hope the other party can explain in more detail.

"The mountain road must be taken, but is this Badong Village the village you are going to?" Old Yang suddenly thought of this question. He looked at Xie Jin but after thinking about it, he found that the two are not too big. relation.

"Anyway, you just want to get rid of the shaman curse on brother Ji, right?" Old Yang looked at Xie Jin and nodded affirmatively, and now he sat there again and began to rack his brains to remember.

If a burly bearded man sat in front of him and made strange noises from time to time because he was trapped in a dead corner of memory, it would definitely make people laugh out loud, but Xie Jin and Ji Duan didn't. At the same time, he looked at Old Yang who was "struggling" with his childhood memories, and no one disturbed him.

"I remembered, Badong Village!" After an unknown amount of time, Old Yang suddenly slapped the folding table with his palm and shouted happily, "It seems that my cousin told me that there is such a place deep in the mountains next to our village. It’s a weird village, where every family worships the Baojiaxian, and every household has a coffin with a special shape, and it’s said that the coffin can bring the dead back to life, so Badong Village is also called Spirit Coffin Village!”

"A coffin that can bring people back to life?" Xie Jin and Ji Duan stared wide-eyed. He was skeptical about this fantastic rumor. If a dead village was resurrected, how could the village not be overpopulated? state.

He told Old Yang his thoughts, and Old Wang nodded in agreement after hearing this: "I'm not sure about this, but the population of that village should not be large, after all they don't communicate with the outside world, if the original population remains unchanged It’s still going on, and their village at least needs to be expanded. But the fact is that my hometown village lives on the next hill, and I have never heard of the expansion, and I don’t even know if they have electricity.”

There is only the white light bulb hanging from the ceiling in the room, so it is not very bright. The candlelight on the altar flickers, and it seems that there is no wind and it automatically blows to one side at the same time.

Old Yang looked back at the confession table, raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Well, for the sake of Mr. Hu's dream, I will help you find out about this village, but I can't guarantee it. After all, there are too many rumors about Badong Village. However, there are very few who have definite evidence, and no outsiders have entered, and no one can prove whether their custom is really to put that coffin in every family."

"Really, really?" Xie Jin looked at Old Yang's bearded face. He took out his wallet from his pocket and asked again, "Boss Yang, the fee..."

"What kind of money to give? It's not a question of money." Old Yang waved his hand and stood up from the small bench. He was about to walk out with his shoes dragging. Well, don't you still want to choose a mobile phone?"

The aluminum door was opened from the inside to the outside, and Zhang Chi was nowhere to be seen at the door. Xie Jin and Ji Duan followed Old Yang out, and happened to see the teenager propping his head in the glass cabinet, drowsy.

Zhang Chi seemed to have not slept all day and night, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't lift his eyelids, but just when his head was biting like a kowtow machine, the subtle footsteps of the three people made him instantly escape from the room he was about to enter. Woke up in sleep.

"Hey, is it over?" Zhang Chi rubbed his eyes, looked at the three people with different expressions in front of him, and walked out of the glass cabinet, "How did the talk go, everything went well?"

He said this based on what Xie Jin said, Zhang Chi didn't know what happened to Ji Duan, so serious that Old Yang claimed that he was counting down to death, Zhang Chi only recognized one reason for death, "Brother Ji really What's up?"

"I'm fine, boy, take care of yourself first." Ji Duan was very close to Zhang Chi, so he took advantage of the opportunity to raise his head and rubbed the boy's messy hair, "Why don't you go home and sleep?"

Zhang Chi let him spoil his hair casually: "You promised me, you will accompany me to a place after buying the mobile phone."

"You guys are going to accompany Xiao Chi in a while, come here, I'll introduce the product to you." Old Yang walked around into the glass cabinet, walked to the cabinet where the mobile phone was displayed, and stood still, "Xie Jin, what do you do with mobile phones?" Do you need it? Camera memory size or something.”

"If you need it, you should have a relatively good camera. I am an anchor by profession, and I need a camera function to serve fans."

"Oh? Are you an anchor? What kind of anchor." Old Yang took out the display device from the cabinet, and joked casually, "Being an anchor must be very profitable. Those Internet celebrities are rich in recent years." .”

"I'm the anchor of the spirit exploration, live broadcasting the process of the spirit exploration." Xie Jin was a little embarrassed, until now he still has a difficult job to say, he unconsciously picked his fingers, "those...haha, it's all in the past, now it's not Make money."

Who would have thought that Old Yang would be even more excited after hearing this, and he simply took out his mobile phone: "Tan Ling is good, which platform are you live broadcasting on? I will follow you! Do you have many fans, can you help me promote it? Let's go to the store for business."

A series of questions made Xie Jin shrink back subconsciously. He dealt with Old Yang's enthusiasm with a forced smile, not knowing how to refuse: "This, this is not very good."

"Boss Yang, just follow Xie Jin's account. Don't advertise for now." Ji Duan took Old Yang's phone, opened the platform APP, and followed Xie Jin for Old Yang. "Xie Jin's company contract clearly stipulates that It is understood that Party B is not allowed to accept any advertisements in private, and will be fined."

Old Yang took back his mobile phone. On the bright screen of the mobile phone, there were some live broadcast clips. There were gasps, screams, and low growls from unknown creatures. He quickly cut the screen and scratched it apologetically. jaw.

"Sorry, I don't know about this, so what... I'm done following you. I myself believe in Baojiaxian, so I quite like watching Tanling videos. These are not special effects scripts."

Old Yang feels that he is just an ordinary person. The most bizarre incident he has encountered so far is that Mr. Hu saved his life with his upper body, and he has never seen what his own immortal looks like.

"It's not a script, and there are no special effects." Zhang Chi was the one who spoke the most unexpectedly. He looked at his Uncle Yang mysteriously, "Uncle Yang, just look at the screen recordings posted on the Internet. The whole process is full of high energy. There is no urine point, and it is said that even the timid people were scared to cry."

"Really, it seems that you are quite concerned about these things." Lao Yang laughed, raised his hand and pinched Zhang Chi's face pretending to be horrified, "I see, then Xie Jin, you must be right to choose this series of mobile phones, although it is It is a domestic machine, but it has a high camera configuration and is absolutely unambiguous, and it is more than enough for you to use it for live broadcast.”

Xie Jin took it and looked at it in his hand. It met his needs, but the price made him hesitant. 3299 yuan was two-thirds of the balance in his own bank card, even if Wen Liang was used as the accommodation fee. , and still exceeded a few hundred yuan.

Is it really worth it? He asked himself in his heart, it would be too extravagant to buy a mobile phone with the little savings he managed to save.

And it will take two days to set off to lift Ji Duan's curse, and it will definitely cost a lot of money along the way... Xie Jin gently touched the mobile phone, which was a bit extravagant to him, and handed it back to Old Yang.

"Boss Yang, let's forget it. This one is a bit expensive for me. Is there one in the early one thousand..." A hand stood in front of him, preventing Xie Jin from handing the phone back to Old Yang. Xie Jin No need to think about who the owner of that hand is.

"Don't change it, just this." Ji Duan took out his trouser pocket and took out a cloth bag that Xie Jin was familiar with. "I'll buy this phone for you."