I Have An Altar Of Luck

I Have An Altar Of Luck Chapter 11

2022-04-02

Chapter 11 Teenagers are safe!

Ping'an Town belongs to Ping'an County and is the most basic unit, alongside townships, pavilions, and townships.

And in such an ancient world, the traffic is inconvenient, unless there is a major event to report, or the following Tingxiang and county government only report twice a year.

And Ping'an Town Chen Yuan just heard about it, never been there.

However, the name gave him some inexplicable familiarity.

"Brother Zhao, have you ever been to this Ping'an Town?"

On horseback, Chen Yuan turned his head and asked.

"I came here a few years ago, and a very strange thing happened in Ping'an Town. Constable Huang personally brought people to investigate, but unfortunately nothing was found in the end."

“Evil?”

Chen Yuan took some interest.

"Yes, in a relatively remote village in Ping'an Town, all 23 households disappeared. That was a major case in the past few years."

" Haven't found any traces?"

"No, that village is too far away and rarely communicates with people outside"

"Is it the demon of the demon path?"

"I don't know, I don't have any clues, and in the end I can only let it go." Zhao Ning shook his head slightly.

It took two hours, nearly noon, Chen Yuan, Zhao Ning, and a few white servants finally arrived at Ping'an Town. Zhao Ning took Chen Yuan to find the chief officer Liu Laosan's. at home.

Although he doesn't belong to the rank, Liu Laosan's power in Ping'an Town is not small.

"Who is this?" Liu Laosan cupped his hands at Zhao Ning and looked towards Chen Yuan with a smile on his face.

"This is bailiff who joined last year, Chen Yuan. This is Third Master Liu" Zhao Ning hehe introduced with a smile.

"What is Third Master Liu, Bailiff Chen can just call Old Liu." Liu Laosan waved his hand.

Chen Yuan nodded and smiled.

"Why do the two bailiffs have time to come to Ping'an Town today, but what are the instructions from the County Magistrate?" Third Liu asked tentatively.

Chen Yuan and Zhao Ning looked at each other and said in a low voice:

"We are here to investigate some fugitives. So, the two of us were arranged to Ping'an Town."

"so that's how it is." Liu Laosan looked relaxed.

As long as it's not aimed at him.

"Bailiffs, boats, cars, fatigues, you might as well rest here for a while."

"That's annoying"

After a while, Liu Laosan's cheeks began to turn red, and his voice was a little drunk. He staggered and pulled Chen Yuan and said:

"Brother Chen, you"

"Brother Liu, Ping' Any unusual things happened recently in an Town?" Chen Yuan asked softly, as for Zhao Ning, who was already unconscious on the table.

"Unusual thing. Let me think about it, it doesn't seem like it. Hey, right, the first couple of Old Chen died three days ago. It's very. Very evil"

Liu Laosan said intermittently while burping.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuan became interested.

"The two of them."

Chen Yuan brows tightly frowns, left Liu Laosan's home alone, and wants to go to Old Chen's home to investigate.

According to Mr. Liu, the head and wife of Old Chen worked diligently and did not provoke anyone, but died mysteriously three nights ago.

It was as if they had been buried underground for a long time and became a mummified corpse. Someone glanced at it and was so frightened that they did not dare to close their eyes one day one night. So far, their corpses are still in the house, and few people dare to approach them. .

After inquiring about a few idlers in the town, Chen Yuan found the home of the head of Old Chen.

It is a very dilapidated small courtyard, the door is tightly closed, and the couplets from previous years are still stuck on the door, but it has completely faded, and it seems to fall off when the wind blows.

“dong dong dong”

Chen Yuan held the long knife around his waist with one hand and knocked gently on the door with the other.

Although Old Chen's head is dead, Chen Yuan learned from Liu San's mouth that they still have a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old son who has not left the house for several days.

When Chen Yuan wanted to ask again, Liu Laosan stopped playing.

No one dared to go to his house to help. Everyone in the town said that his family had provoked evil spirits and was sucked out of the blood essence, and now Xie Chong is still in their home.

Even if someone wants to help out because of the friendship in the neighborhood, they don't have the guts.

"Swish."

A small screeching sound came from the small courtyard.

“Squeak”

The door was pulled open from the inside, and a teenager appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

The boy was young, with a white hat tied around his head and a linen-colored robe with several conspicuous patches on the robe.

The young man has a calm face, clear eyes under his bushy eyebrows, and he looks a little determined, holding a cut out paper figure in his hand.

"Is something wrong?" the boy asked calmly.

Chen Yuan frowned, so great changes have taken place at home, but the teenage boy should not be so calm, as if what happened in his home was not a funeral.

"This arrest Chen Yuan to investigate the death of your parents." Chen Yuan whispered.

The young man was stunned for a moment, looked up at Chen Yuan, and said in a low voice:

"Please come in."

Chen Yuan's expression was flat. Walking into the small courtyard, I carefully looked at the small courtyard. It is very simple, not surprising, but some wood chips are piled up in the courtyard.

"What is this for?"

"Make a coffin for my parents."

"You can still do this at a young age?" Chen Yuan Somewhat surprised.

"I learned it before."

"What's your name?" Chen Yuan asked.

The boy was silent for a long time, then lowered his head and said:

"My parents call me Ping An."

"Ping An, Chen Ping An!!!"

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Chen Yuan muttered to himself, why is he called Chen Pingan now?

Huh?

Why use both?

"Your parents seem to want you to be safe."

Chen Pingan didn't answer. He returned to the hut and continued to use tools to cut wood chips, trying to cut the last piece of wood. make up.

Chen Yuan stepped into the hut, and what appeared in front of him was a large coffin with many flaws, and the most important coffin top was missing. scattered.

Chen Ping'an was grinding the wooden board expressionlessly, looking around Chen Yuan, without any curiosity, and without crying to find out the truth for his parents.

Chen Yuan lightly covered his nose and looked forward, two withered corpses, face looks sinister with wide eyes, as if he was met with great fear before dying.

Using a knife to gently pick up the coarse cloth covering them, Chen Yuan looked at them carefully, but there was no obvious scar on his body, only a red spot on the back of his neck.

“Why not report to the official?” Chen Yuan asked while observing.

"Is the reporter useful?" Chen Ping'an didn't look up.

"Were you at home the night your parents died?"

"Yes."

"Did you feel something was wrong? "

"Yes."

Chen Pingan lifts the head and stares at Chen Yuan.

"Where?"

"I'm not dead"

(end of chapter)