Chapter 392 Zhou You
Yan Qing and the other two rushed back to Sanqing Palace before lunch.

As soon as Ma Bingliang saw Xiao Xiao, he pulled her over and examined her carefully, as if he was a parent who was worried about his child going out to play and wanted to check whether his child came back safely.

"Master?" Xiao Xiao was confused.

Ma Bingliang looked Xiao Xiao up and down and made sure that he was fine. He even looked more rosy and plump than before, so he felt relieved.

"How have you been doing in Uehara Village during this period? No one is bullying you, right?"

This unreliable Xuan Yue, he went out to do some errands and asked him to help look after the child, but he just left the child to his apprentice and took him to Shangyuan Village. If he hadn't come back today, he wouldn't have known about this.

"No one bullies me. My ancestors, uncles, brothers, sisters, and sister Linlin are all very kind to me!"

Xiao Xiao smiled and said, "And they let me go to school, and I also learned how to draw talismans..."

These things that the senior brothers and uncles have said can be shared with the master.

So she told Ma Bingliang about her experiences in Shangyuan Village, including the fact that Yang Fan was the stationmaster of Huangquan Station.

Ma Bingliang's expression changed from loving to shocked and then to stunned. That ancestor was the stationmaster of Huangquan Post Station. How could such a Huangquan Post Station exist in this world? And it was so close to their Sanqing Palace?

When talking about Ganzhou Primary School later, Ma Bingliang's expression gradually became serious. He waited for Xiao Xiao to finish speaking, found an excuse to let her go play with Tang Yuanyuan and the others, and turned to find Yan Qing.

At this time, Yan Qing and Taoist Xuan Yue were in the latter's bedroom, and the former was helping the latter change clothes.

"Master, why didn't you tell us that you were injured?" Yan Qing carefully avoided Taoist Xuan Yue's injuries and put clothes on him.

"It's nothing serious," Taoist Xuan Yue said nonchalantly, "I just accidentally fell when I went to pick up a package. The roads on the mountain are slippery these days, so you guys should be careful."

He broke his hand just by falling? Yan Qing was a little bit unconvinced. Just as he was about to speak, someone knocked on the door.

"Yan Qing, go open the door."

Yan Qing had no choice but to swallow his words and go to open the door.

The door opened and seeing that it was Ma Bingliang, Yan Qing asked, "Brother, what can I do for you?"

"Xiao Xiao told me about the ghost elementary school. I've encountered this situation before."

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On the other hand, Yang Fan took only five hours to reach the city center of XZ, which was a journey of nearly nine hours, thanks to his high-speed driving. This also included the time they spent eating at several service areas.

When Xu Mao got out of the car, his legs were shaking and his face was pale.

"Master Xu, are you okay?" Xiao Lin asked with concern when he saw this.

Xu Mao swallowed his saliva, suppressed his churning stomach, and shook his head calmly, "I'm fine."

Even if he has something wrong, he has to pretend that nothing is wrong!

"Grandmaster, where are we going next?" Xu Mao changed the subject and looked at Yang Fan.

They are now in a food street. Is this the place where people receive express deliveries?

Yang Fan fixed his gaze on one of the restaurants, his eyes shining, "Let's go eat something first."

After driving for such a long time, of course I had to replenish my energy first.

Yang Fan took them to eat first, and after resting for a while, they got in the car again and continued on their journey.

Qiao Ci'an was paying attention to Qingqiu the whole time and did not notice anything abnormal about her.

Although he hadn't found anything unusual yet, Qiao Ci'an didn't let down his guard, always intentionally or unintentionally keeping a distance between Qingqiu and Xiaolin. Xiaolin was the only ordinary person in their group.

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"Master Lian, what happened to my grandson?"

In the magnificent living room, a graceful old woman was hugging tightly a boy with a pale face and numb eyes, who was about eleven or twelve years old. The old woman looked nervous and worried.

Sitting next to her was a young couple, their faces also full of worry.

Sitting opposite them was a man wearing a Zhongshan suit, pigtails, and a wrinkled face. This man was the one the old woman called Master Lian. His full name was Lian Rong. Next to him stood a young man who looked like an assistant.

Lian Rong stared at the little boy with gloomy eyes, "Mrs. Peng, did Young Master Zhou have a good friend before?"

Friends who play well together?
Old Mrs. Peng and Zhou Pengfei looked confused, obviously not knowing the answer to this question.

Old woman: "My grandson didn't..."

"Yes! Xiaoyou had a very good friend before!" The young woman, Fan Qingyu, said anxiously, "But the child has passed away. What does it have to do with him?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Peng and Zhou Pengfei thought about it carefully and recalled that there was indeed a child who often came to play with their Xiaoyou, but that child died unexpectedly a year ago.

Mrs. Peng thought about it carefully. The day the child died was also the Mid-Autumn Festival. She looked around in panic and said, "Master Lian, could my grandson be like this because of that child?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, she habitually began to complain, "I told you not to let that child come to play with Xiaoyou, but you refused to listen to me. Now look what happened, that wild child is still thinking about our Xiaoyou even after his death!"

"It wasn't our Xiaoyou who killed him! Why are you bothering our Xiaoyou?!"

"Mom, don't say that. Ranran is Xiaoyou's good friend. Xiaoyou will be sad if you say that about him." Fan Qingyu retorted.

Sure enough, when Zhou You heard the word "Ran Ran", he, who had been curled up in Mrs. Peng's arms without any reaction, suddenly raised his head, and his numb and empty eyes became brighter, "Ran Ran... Lotus Seed Paste Moon Cake..."

Lotus seed paste mooncakes. The assistant standing next to Lian Rong secretly glanced at Lian Rong, pursed his lips, and restrained himself from laughing.

"Lotus seed paste mooncakes...Ranran...Lotus seed paste mooncakes..." Zhou You's tone became more and more anxious.

"Xiaoyou, you like lotus seed paste mooncakes. Grandma will ask Auntie to make them for you now. Be good, Xiaoyou."

Noticing his change in mood, Old Lady Peng held Zhou You even tighter, patting his back with one hand while glaring at Fan Qingyu with dissatisfaction.

Unhappy with why she mentioned the child's name.

Unexpectedly, Zhou You suddenly jumped up and pushed the old lady away.

Old Mrs. Peng exclaimed, “Xiaoyou!”

Zhou You suddenly stood up and screamed wildly, and the empty room echoed with the shrill shouts.

"Xiaoyou, calm down!"

Zhou Pengfei went to pull him, trying to get him to be quiet, but Zhou You pushed him away, picked up anything he could find and smashed it around, his face ferocious like a demon.

Old Madam Peng and Fan Qingyu were all frightened by his behavior. They stood there in a daze, unable to react for a while.

Until Zhou You picked up a fruit knife from somewhere and stabbed towards Old Mrs. Peng, muttering to himself.

"Kill you, kill you..."

Seeing that Mrs. Peng was about to be in danger, Lian Rong, who had been sitting still, suddenly moved and threw a talisman paper at Zhou You.

Zhou You stopped immediately, the knife in his hand fell, his body fell to the ground limply, and his eyes closed.