I don’t know where so many paths come from around Huangjiazhuang.

As the way, the master walked very slowly. He stopped from time to time and looked around vigilantly, and then he would continue to move forward after he made sure that no one noticed us.

When we reached Baishuidu, it was already noon.

Old Master Huang stood under an old locust tree near the ferry, looking up at the path under our feet. After seeing us from afar, he waved to us vigorously.

The master hurried over, opened the black wooden box, and handed the human skin drum to Mr. Huang. The master hugged my master and fisted, turned around and jumped onto a small boat parked by the ferry. Then he shook the oars and left without looking back.

Old Master Huang was almost a 100-year-old man, but when he shook the oars, he looked unexpectedly relaxed. A few minutes later, the boat disappeared at the end of the river.

After watching Old Master Huang leave, the master held the black wooden box and led us back to the back mountain along the same road, and then returned to the ancestral hall of the old Huang family from the mountain road we walked this morning.

Before entering the back door of the ancestral hall, the master whispered to Liang Houzai and me: "You two remember, if someone asks about the whereabouts of the Yin-Yang Drum, you two will insist that the Yin-Yang Drum is in this black wooden box."

As the master said, he patted the lid twice on the box. Liang Houzai and I nodded at the master at the same time.

Afterwards, the master sighed and said to us: "I thought before, I infer that not only did the Huang family have an insider, but other people also participated in the theft of the Jinding Monk. Mr. Huang has been famous for a long time and has rich experience in the martial arts world. He has actually been hit by other people's skills. I am afraid that those who target the Huang family this time are not ordinary people."

Just as the master was talking, we had already entered the backyard of the ancestral hall. The two doors in the back bedroom were still open. Master Li, who could never see his appearance, was sitting in the room. There was a small coffee table next to his left hand, with several dishes of meat and vegetables on it.

I could smell the scent coming from the room four or five meters away.

It was almost dusk, and I hadn't eaten for almost the whole day. When I smelled the fragrance, my saliva almost flowed down.

Not only me, but my master was also a little hungry. He suddenly accelerated his pace. After entering the house, he found a stool to sit down and started eating voraciously. Before starting to eat, my master placed the black wooden box on the floor on his left, and Master Li was on the right side of my master at that time.

Many of the dishes on the table had signs of passive signs. Master Li had obviously eaten them. When he saw my master putting the black wooden box on the ground, he immediately reached out to get the box, and said, "Is this the Yin-Yang Drum of the Old Huang family? Come on, let me open my eyes too."

But my master reached out and stopped Master Li: "This drum is a secret treasure of the Old Huang family. Except for the heads and supervisors of all generations, no one else can see it."

After hearing what the master said, I suddenly felt a little prepared for Master Li.

Only the heads and supervisors of the past dynasties can witness the appearance of the Yin-Yang drum? Master is clearly lying. When Master took off this drum from the old locust tree, Liang Houzai also saw the drum. Not only did he see it, but he also touched the drum with his own hands.

I feel that the master obviously does not trust Master Li very much.

It was not just Master Li, but when I think of the vigilance my master showed when he went to Baishuidu, I think that Master is wary of anyone in the village.

The reason why Mr. Huang appeared in Baishuidu Ferry was that my master had agreed before he came to Northeast China. After all, they just said that the two of them passed the letters in the previous month, but no one had read what they wrote in those letters.

Moreover, Senior Brother Feng also sued the old man a long time ago. The Huang family had an insider, but when we first came to the back bedroom, he told Huang Changsheng and Huang Changrong about Senior Brother Feng's inference. I remember that Old Master Huang also said at that time that Changrong and Changsheng didn't know about the insider's incident.

Why did Old Master Huang and my master hide anything from the two legitimate grandsons of the Huang family and Taoist Li? Do they think that the inner demon of the old Huang family is one of Huang Changsheng and Huang Changrong, and Taoist Li may also be related to the theft of the Jinding Monk.

But this seems to make no sense. After all, my master recommended Master Li to Old Master Huang, otherwise Master Li would not have appeared in this place.

While thinking about this in my heart, I stared at Master Li in a staring blankly. His face was always hidden in the shadow of the hat. I couldn't see his face clearly, nor could I tell the expression on his face.

The master freed up one hand to press the black wooden box on the ground, and used his other hand to pick up food with chopsticks.

Master Li was silent for a while, then stood up silently and went out through the front door of the back bedroom.

The master kept watching Master Li walk away before saying to me: "You Tao, the ancestral hall of the Huang family has not been peaceful recently. During this period, the people in the village are not trusted."

I asked the master: "Does Liu Shangang and Senior Brother Bao also include?"

The master ignored me and continued to eat his meal, so I didn't say anything more.

That night, Huang Changsheng asked someone to carry four large beds over. I, Liang Houzai, Master, and Master Li, stayed temporarily in the back bedroom of the Huang Family Ancestral Hall.

In the next few days, Master Li did not ask about the Yin-Yang Drum. When my master was free, he either took me to the back mountain of Lao Huang's house to practice drawing talismans, or sat on the Taishi chair, smoking alone, and rarely talked to Master Li.

During this period, the Huang Family Ancestral Hall has been very calm. Old Master Huang probably has been staying in Baishuidu. Huang Changsheng and Huang Changrong come to see us from time to time.

And during this period, I did not meet Senior Brother Bao and Liu Shangang.

I remember that it was probably the fifth day after I arrived in Northeast China that my father mailed the textbooks.

During the few months I first entered high school, my master was still very concerned about my studies. On the first day of sending the textbook, my master found a quieter cottage in Huangjiazhuang and asked Liang Houzai and I to study.

Both of us were concerned about the affairs of the old Huang family and were worried about the evil tomb at the foot of the back mountain, and we had no intention of learning at all.

But the master forced us to read books, and we had no choice. Every day, we pretended to be in the hut, and we casually opened a textbook, and then the two of us started chatting.

It was on an afternoon when I was just sunny after the rain, I opened the math textbook as usual, but accidentally found a note in the pages of the textbook.

There are only three words written on the entire note: Luo Zhongxing, I have never seen the handwriting on it before.

When Luo Zhongxing suddenly saw this name, I felt it looked very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it for a while.

At this time, Xian'er came out of my shoulders. She stared at the note in my hand and said in confusion: "Luo Zhongxing? Isn't this the name on the Golden Book?"

After hearing what she said, I suddenly remembered that in the ghost market, my master gave He Laogui a golden book. The bamboo slip was empty and there was only such a name written on it.

I don’t know who Luo Zhongxing is, I only know that this person seems to be a very unwilling existence to my master and He Laogui.

But who actually put this note in my textbook?

It is impossible for me to figure out such a thing, so I took the note and pulled Liang Houzai to find my master.

When I came to the Lao Huang Family Ancestral Hall, my master was standing at the door with Senior Brother Bao, as if he was discussing something.

This is also the first time I have met Senior Brother Bao since I came to Lao Huang's house.

I don’t know what my master said to Senior Brother Bao before I came, but I just felt that Senior Brother Bao was timid and seemed to have just been scolded by my Master.

He saw me from afar, breathed a sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, and then he said a few words to my master, and then left in a hurry.

When Senior Brother Bao came to me, he said to me in a low voice: "Liu Shangang is in the house at the east end of the village."

As he spoke, the person had already swept past me. I looked at his back and was confused for a moment. When Brother Bao said this to me, I always felt that his face was sneaky.

At this time, the master glanced at me and asked me loudly: "You two don't study hard, why are you here doing this?"

I quickly handed the note to my master: "Master, look."

After my master took the note, he first glanced at me, and then his eyes fell on the note. In just one moment, the expression on the master's face became solemn.

He shook the note in his hand and asked me, "Who gave it to you?"

I said, "I have never seen this handwriting in my math textbook."

My master lit a dry tobacco, first spitting a puff of smoke, and then said with confusion: "This handwriting is indeed very strange. Ordinary people don't write like this."

Indeed, the reason why I have never seen the handwriting on the note is because that person's writing method is so strange. He is accustomed to adding a hook to the end of the vertical line, such as the vertical line in the middle of the "middle" and the two people with the character "line", there is a small hook that is tilted to the right at the end of the vertical line.

The master frowned, put the note in his pocket, took a few more puffs of cigarettes in a depressed manner, and then he turned around and entered the gate of the ancestral hall without saying a word.

I wanted to follow, but Liang Houzai grabbed me and shook his head at me.

Who is Luo Zhongxing? Why does it look like he is worried when he suddenly sees this name?

Xian'er sat on my shoulder, looked at the direction my master left and sighed: "Oh, it seems that there must be a lot of things in Luo Zhongxing."

Nonsense, do you think I can't think of it if you don't say it?

Liang Houzai said to me from the side: "Let's go find Liu Shangang. I think your senior brother Bao looked a little strange just now. Could it be that something happened to Liu Shangang, right?"
Chapter completed!