Chen Fan nodded.

"Where are pigs raised there?"

"Yes, there were, but now there is no. I heard that it was a ghost and died overnight."

Chen Fan immediately expressed his interest when he heard this, "Everywhere is haunted, and people will die. Why are you dead pigs here but not dead? You don't have any enemies!"

"this…"

The woman looked at Chen Fan up and down, "What are you doing?"

"Passing by, ask."

Chen Fan grinned his teeth.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

The woman looked suspicious.

"Sister has good eyesight."

Chen Fan laughed, "I heard earlier that the pig farm could not be done anymore and I had to go out to exchange it. I have some ideas, so I want to ask about the truth."

"I'll just say it."

The woman chuckled, "This pig farm is indeed haunted, and many of them have died. They are all naked and have lost their hair. The husband here has seen it and said it was a evil disease, but what did you encounter!"

"Then, the pig in the village..."

"A lot of deaths were also gone."

The woman sighed softly, "On the night, all kinds of people, more than 400 died in the village, almost the same as there! The gentleman said that the pig farm was so angry that he recruited something, and all the pigs in the village were implicated!"

"Have you had a similar situation in the village earlier?"

"No."

The woman curled her lips and shook her head, "It's been so many years, I've never seen such a strange thing."

"Then, are there any legends about monsters and monsters near us, or some great immortals and gods, have you ever heard of them?"

The woman thought for a moment and curled her lips, "There was a temple on the back mountain before. It was pushed by people when it was in chaos in the 1970s and 1980s. Apart from that, I have never heard of it. My grandmother said when she was still alive, that the gods in the temple were very powerful."

Chen Fan pointed north, "It's on the mountain over there?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Thank you, sister."

Chen Fan picked up the cigarette and gave it to his servant a pack. He looked at the mountains there, then the direction of the pig farm, and went up the mountain with his servant.

It was said that it was a mountain, but it was not that tall, nor so high. Chen Fan and the others climbed to the top of the mountain in more than an hour. They stood on the top of the mountain and looked around. They could overlook the whole village and the pig farm. After looking at the location, Chen Fan calculated it again, and then he realized it.

He took out a picture from the backpack he brought, looked at it, and after a while, he suddenly thought about it, as if he understood something, "Are you familiar with me here?"

"It's OK."

"You go find something for me."

Chen Fan said, whispered a few words to the man, and then went down the mountain. Unexpectedly, the guy never came back after running away...

Chen Fan sat on the side of the road, Xunsi Xunsi laughed. At this time, news about outsiders coming from the village had already spread. Several men in good condition came over. One of the leaders was an old man with one eye and disabled.

"Sir, may I ask you, your surname?"

"Submitted to Chen."

"What are you here to do when you come to our village?"

"Catch ghosts."

"What's the matter?"

"Catch ghosts."

A single eye took a breath of air conditioning and looked up and down, "What are you doing?"

"The little boss who runs an Internet cafe is working part-time to catch ghosts."

"hiss!"

As soon as these words were said, a single eye suddenly took a breath of air conditioning. At this time, a villager stepped forward and said, "Are you catching a ghost? Have you heard of the name of Zhu Laojiu in the Sky Eye?"

"who?"

"Sky Eye Zhu Laojiu!"

Chen Fan shook his head, "No."

"Damn, this must be a liar, drive him away!"

The villagers were about to move forward and drove people. A burly man stepped forward and grabbed Chen Fan's shoulder and pulled it hard. Without pulling it, Chen Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed the big man's wrist. The big man felt that his wrist was being grabbed by iron pliers and screamed, "It hurts so much!"

"I'll go, how dare you go wild on our field?"

Several villagers said, hulala forward, but they didn't expect that eyes suddenly waved their hands, "Don't do it first!"

He walked a half step forward, clasped his fists at Chen Fan, "You dare to ask, what kind of sect do you follow?"

"Red Candle Ghost Gate."

"What is your master?"

"No master."

Chen Fan turned his head and looked at the old man. Seeing that he had a fifty or sixty years old, dark skin, one of his eyes seemed to be blind, and his beard was sparse, just like a fortune teller who traveled around the streets in the 1990s. He grinned and said, "But when I was a kid, I learned some skills from my grandfather."

"Your grandfather is..."

"Chen Guangdou."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes trembled with fear, "You, you are... you are Chen..."

"Chen Fan."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, one eye was so scared that he knelt on the ground, raised his hands and kowtowed, "Master is here, my disciple is saluting you!"

When the people around him saw the posture, they were all confused. Chen Fan was puzzled when he looked at it. He quickly stood up and helped the old man up, "This old man, are you..."

"I am here to learn from the Red Candle Ghost Gate. The master of my master is Mr. Chen's junior brother! By seniority, I should call you Master! Master is here and I will be bowed by my disciple!"

"Turn down..."

Chen Fan quickly pulled the old man up and talked about his seniority, and found that it was really right. The old man's master's master was Chen Guangdou's senior brother. Therefore, although he was 40 or 50 years older than Chen Fan, there was nothing wrong with calling Chen Fan a master. Chen Fan was a little amused and couldn't say anything more, so he could only agree in a vague way.

"Master, don't talk here. Go home with me and go to my house for dinner!"

The old man said, reaching out to pull Chen Fan. When the villagers around him heard that this guy was the old man's master, they also looked surprised and respectful. They quickly called in and hurriedly invited Chen Fan to the village.

After a careful conversation, I realized that the old man was the former village chief in this village. Because he was able to calculate and know the affairs of ghosts and gods, the villagers respected him and gave him a nickname "Sky Eye Zhu Laojiu". He was always very prestigious in the village, but the old man was old and his skills did not pass down. In addition, his seniority was a bit low, and Chen Fan didn't know that there was such a person, so when he first met, he was a little embarrassed.

"The master is promising, and I have been looking for my disciples for a long time!"

The old man asked his children to prepare some meals, and invited several prominent figures from the village to accompany him. The tone of his speech was simply a bit admirable.

"Brother Zhu, this little brother is..."

"This is my junior brother!"

The old man said, grinning, "In my door, there are geniuses who are rare and powerful, and the pillars of the ghost gate! With me, the young master, we have received blessings! I think there are other evil spirits who dare to do anything!"

"Oh, if this is the case, that's fine!"

When the old men heard this, they nodded and their faces turned red with excitement.
Chapter completed!