Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

Hearing the people present calling the old man the village head, Feng Nian knew that the old man should be the head of Haiyan Village.

Under the command of the village chief, after about forty minutes, the fire in the temple was finally extinguished.

"Boss, go and count immediately to see how many paper sacrifices have been destroyed; youngest, take someone to patrol around to see if there are any suspicious people and places." There were bursts of anger, the day after tomorrow is Yan Haishen Festival, how could there be a problem with the paper sacrifice at such a critical moment.

When the youngest brought people to inspect, Feng Nian had already left.

Back at the homestay building, she poured herself a glass of water. The water was a little cold, just to wake her up.

Behind the temple, she clearly saw someone running away from the backyard. The paper sacrifices in the backyard were most likely set on fire by that person. But why would that person do it. It's a pity that it was too dark and the distance was too far, so she couldn't see clearly the appearance of the arsonist.

In the early morning of the next day, the tour guide called the tourists up and continued their journey in Haiyan Village.

Almost all the tourists knew about the fire in the Xuantian Great Emperor Temple last night, but after the owner of the homestay explained it, they also knew that the problem was not serious, so they continued their journey with confidence.

Today's journey is to visit the characteristic small streets of Haiyan Village. In order to let more tourists know Haiyan Village, they set up a special street not far from Haiyan Village. Some prepared seafood are sold on the small street, which allows tourists to buy them back and give them away for their own use.

Compared with other streets in the town, the characteristic small street is actually not long. Brand-new blue bricks pave the stone road, and yellow salt crystals can be seen faintly in the cracks of the stones, which should be from seafood.

The tour guide asked the tourists to go shopping in the street separately, and only assembled when the time came.

Feng Nian followed Zhou Yurong and her two children. Hou Xia liked her very much and kept pulling her to talk. Hou Chuan looked around curiously as usual. Zhou Yurong learned that Feng Nian was still in college, so she even shared with her a lot of her learning experience.

Suddenly, Feng Nian saw a familiar figure walking into one of the shops. It was a shop selling seafood.

"Sister Yurong, I want to go to that store." She pointed to the store.

Zhou Yurong nodded and agreed, took a child by the hand, and walked into the shop with her.

The person looking at the store in the store is a pregnant woman with a big belly, who looks like it is about to give birth. When the pregnant woman saw Zhou Yurong holding the two children, her expression was clearly in a daze, but she soon returned to normal.

Feng Nian pretended not to notice the change in the pregnant woman's expression. After wandering around the store, he found that there was no one else in the store, but he noticed a door inside the store.

However, the pregnant woman didn't care to talk to Feng Nian who was walking around in the shop, instead she sat and chatted with Zhou Yurong.

"You two children are so cute, are they twins?" She handed a few candies to Hou Xia and Hou Chuan.

Perhaps because she felt that the pregnant woman was about to become a mother just like her, and Zhou Yurong treated her very affectionately, the two began to chat about children.

"Auntie, you have such a big belly, are you pregnant with twins? I heard that you worship Yan Haishen very much. If you were born this year, it would be the same year as Yan Haishen was born." Feng Nian said this as if Unintentionally, but in the ears of the pregnant woman, the taste changed.

Her fingers were tightly held together, her face was extremely pale, and a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

It was Zhou Yurong who first discovered what was wrong with her, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's just that the child kicked me just now," the pregnant woman forced a smile while suppressing her discomfort. She turned to look at Feng Nian, and replied, "No, I went to the hospital for an examination, it's not twins."

The change in the pregnant woman's expression made Feng Nian more certain of one thing, that is, Yan Haishen and the twins must be related. After returning to the B & B building last night, she called Granny Xiang and asked Haiyan Village about Yan Haishen. Granny Xiang didn't know about the twins, but she told her that Lao Ma once had twin girls. But died young.

"So it's not twins. It's a pity. Seeing that you like these two children so much, I guessed wrong." Feng Nian's eyes flickered, and it seemed like he said something unintentionally. The tense mood of the pregnant woman gradually calmed down.

At this time, Hou Chuan actually ran out the door. When Zhou Yurong saw it, he was so nervous that he immediately pulled him back. She still remembered what Hou Chuan almost lost yesterday.

It turned out that Hou Chuan saw the little girl who played with him yesterday. At this time, the little girl was held by her mother and stepped into the store step by step.

"Second aunt," the little girl called out crisply after seeing the pregnant woman.

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Nian's mouth, it seemed that her guess was correct. The figure she saw just now was the youngest of the village head's house last night, and this pregnant woman must be the youngest's wife. And this little girl is the eldest daughter. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's youngest must be hiding behind that door in the shop right now.

Zhou Yurong recognized the girl's mother as the woman who sent Hou Chuan back yesterday, and thanked her again with a smile.

The woman was going to invite Zhou Yurong, mother and son to her house as guests, but was interrupted by Feng Nian, "Sister Yurong, it's time for us to meet up, let's do it next time." Hou Xia has bad intentions, so let's not let them have any contact.

Zhou Yurong looked at the time, and it was indeed as Feng Nian said, so he declined the woman's invitation with apologies.

After arriving at the meeting point with Zhou Yurong and others, Feng Nian still noticed that someone was staring at Zhou Yurong's mother and child, and it seemed that there was more than one person. How should she tell Zhou Yurong, take precautions, she can't tell her, all this is her own suspicion, or she heard it from the corner.

The tour guide led the tourists to continue walking. The street next door was exactly the same as the special street, but it was a street selling paper-made supplies. Now, people on the street are busy busy, I saw that they are all making all kinds of paper products.

Feng Nian recognized that these seemed to be similar to the paper offerings that were burned behind the temple last night. It seems that the fire last night burned a lot of paper offerings. All the people who know how to tie paper have done it together.

The tour guide only briefly introduced Zhizha Street, because after all, Zhizha supplies are for the dead or enshrined, and some elderly tourists are still taboo, so they did not stay on the street for too long. But this staying time was enough for Feng Nian to see clearly the craftsmanship of paper piercing people in Haiyan Village. None of them can match Lao Ma's craftsmanship. Although the owner of the last and largest shop seems to have good craftsmanship, Style without spirit.