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The child's curiosity prompted little Yin Qing, who thought he was hiding well, to secretly stare at Ji Yuan for a while, but it turned out that the more he looked at it, the more creepy he was, and finally he couldn't help running away.

This scared Yin Qing so much that he didn't dare to go back to find the little friends who came out to play together. What do children do when they are scared? Run home to find their parents!

So Yin Qing did the same, running home panting all the way.

Yin Qing's family is also in Tianniufang, even if it is at an angle like that of Ju'an Xiaoge, the straight-line distance is actually only a few hundred meters.

Yin's house is a small courtyard with low walls, a house with a front hall and a back room. The relatively spacious front hall is separated by a simple screen. Outside the main house, it can be regarded as an average family on the whole.

Yin Qing ran home in one breath, pushed open the courtyard door with a bang, and rushed into the hall, startling Yin's mother who was weaving at home.

Mother, mother! Then, over there, there is a gentleman, he, huh... that gentleman and the ghost, huh...

Don't worry, talk carefully, Mr. Big is not Mr. Big!

Yin's mother took out a handkerchief to wipe Yin Qing's sweat.

What a grown man, it's inappropriate to speak incoherently!

When the stern voice came, Yin Qing was taken aback, and even suppressed the previous fear of being a ghost.

Daddy, you are at home...

Yin Qing turned his head, only to notice that by the window in the hall, his father was sitting on a chair with a book open.

Qing'er, your father was elected by Master Zhu and Master Zhou as the teacher of the new school in the county, so he won't have to go to Zhu's mansion to be a private teacher in the future.

Master? Really, Daddy? When will it start?

Yin Qing was very excited to hear the news.

Hehe, of course it's true. It will take a few days, but it won't be too long!

Father Yin stroked his beard quite complacently and answered.

When the time comes, you will go to school together, don't mess around outside all day long, learn the sage's book, and gaining fame in the future is the only way out!

oh……

Yin Qing actually hated reading, but he didn't dare to refute his father.

There used to be places to study in Ning'an County, but most of them were private schools run by old scholars with moderate knowledge.

And this time the school can be regarded as a relatively formal and high-grade learning place in Ning'an County. In theory, it is only lower than those academies, and the school is for a lower age group, and the academies are for a higher age group. If conditions permit, Many families choose to let their children go to a school when they are young, and then go to an academy when they grow up.

Yin Zhaoxian, as an orthodox scholar who has obtained a second-class ranking in the state examination, is definitely the number one scholar among the scholars in Ning'an County. It is normal for him to be elected as the teacher of the school, and of course he is also proud.

By the way, what was the panic just now?

Yin Zhaoxian put down the book and looked at Yin Qing.

Oh yes, Daddy, there is a new resident in the small Ju'an Pavilion over there, he is a gentle and kind gentleman, but, he talks to the ghosts inside...

Hush...

Mother Yin covered Yin Qing's mouth all at once.

Is this also nonsense?

Yin Zhaoxian's complexion is not very good-looking, even though he is quite knowledgeable and knows the ignorance of many villagers, he still keeps secrets about Ju'an Xiaoge, because the house is really too evil.

Then Yin Zhaoxian suddenly realized something, stared at his son and asked.

How do you know?

Uh... this... Mr. Big's eyesight is not good. Just now, when he was carrying water in Shuangjing Putou, the bucket was knocked over by the water splash. I just, I helped him carry water. Who knew he lived in Anxiaoge? ...

Yin Qing lowered his voice with some fear.

You went in?

Yin's mother asked nervously, although it should be fine to enter the Anxiao Pavilion on a sunny day, but the place is too evil, and Yin Qing is a child with a weak temper, so adults can't help being nervous.

No, no, Dad and Auntie have told me so many times, I dare not go in, so I put down the burden at the door, but after I ran away, I saw the old man talking in one direction outside the courtyard, The water was brought into the yard and then went out, chatting while walking, as if there was something following, and talking about life and death, it was scary, I was too scared and ran home!

After finishing speaking, Yin Qing asked his father out of fear and curiosity.

Father, do you think the ghost from Ju'an Xiaoge came out with that gentleman?

Yin Zhaoxian also got goosebumps when he heard it, and Yin's mother even covered Yin Qing's mouth.

Okay, okay, don't go there to play in the future, and, about this... don't talk nonsense outside, you know?

Oh, I see!

Mother Yin hugged Yin Qing and rubbed his head.

Master, take Qing'er to the Town God's Temple to pay homage to the Lord of the City God, isn't it bad luck?

In the end, it is related to his own son, and Yin Zhaoxian is not pedantic. Some extreme scholars would probably sarcastically say strange powers and chaos, but Ju'an Xiaoge is more evil.

Okay! After lunch, I'll take Qing'er to the Town God's Temple to offer incense sticks!

A few years ago when doing things, a trembling old mage said that the city god of Ning'an County suppressed it. Since then, people in Tianniufang have worshiped the city god very frequently during the New Year and festivals.

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Ji Yuan traveled through half of Ning'an County with the day parade and arrived at the Town God's Temple in Miaosifang. After gradually reaching a crowded place, Ji Yuan and the day parade stopped chatting.

Until arriving in front of the bustling Chenghuang Temple, an old man stood in front of a candle stand, and the Japanese parade hurried forward to salute.

Master Chenghuang, Mr. Ji is here!

Because there are pilgrims and common people shuttling nearby, the old city god just nodded to the parade.

The latter floated away on his own with a subordinate resignation.

Ji Yuan originally thought that the City God would show up only when he would go to a relatively hidden place in the temple, but he didn't expect the City God to appear outside the temple directly in the form of a mortal old man.

He stared blankly at Chenghuang, but with Ji Yuan's half-open eyes, he couldn't tell whether the eyes were gathering or dispersing.

There is also a faint sandalwood fragrance on this City God, but it is much lighter than the previous chief officials of the Fourth Division.

And the City God was also observing Ji Yuan, his eyes were necrotic at a glance, but when Mr. Ji came, he was no different from ordinary people, and his eyes were blind but there was no sense of cloudiness, instead there was a faint sense of confusion. After all, he is not a mortal!

It only took a few seconds to observe each other, and then the old man took the lead to break the calm.

Ning'an County Town God Song Shichang Xie Ji Mr. Gao Yi, help us eradicate evil things!

Seeing the old man hand in hand, Ji Yuan didn't dare to trust him. Opposite him was the town god of a county, a big figure like ghosts and gods.

My lord Chenghuang has beaten me to shame. I just did some trivial tricks and happened to help the heads of various divisions. It's nothing!!

Hehehehe, Mr. Ji is too modest. I know that Mr. Ji has not eaten breakfast, and has already ordered a table of snacks in the building outside the temple. Let's go over there and talk, please!

Ji Yuan also hurriedly imitated Chenghuang and stretched out his hand to invite, and he didn't dare to ask too much.

It's better to obey than to be respectful, please!

Looking at the bustle and bustle around the Temple of the City God, people would come in and out of the temple to worship the City God from time to time, and the City God was by his side, Ji Yuan was more nervous than when he came here.

'Relax, relax, don't stiffen your legs...'

If anyone can watch the clay statues in the temple come down to chat with you, they can probably understand how Accounting Yuan feels now.