In this way, Huang Ying and Xiao Tang Yuan followed them.

What remains now is the secrets of the ancestral hall. To be honest, Qin Yijue is a little bit conflicted with this person in the ancient city. If he is a good person, he definitely raised the things in the ancestral hall, if he is not a good person.

The previous battle she saw clearly, the sadness, apology, and concern in Gucheng's eyes were not pretending.

"Huang Ying, what kind of person do you think the village chief is?" Qin Yi's slender hand knocked on the table.

Huang Ying has spent the longest time in this village and understands the ancient city better.

"Xiao Qi, are you asking the village chief? I don't think he is a good person. He gives me a very strange feeling." Ze Ning said hurriedly.

For some reason, he suddenly didn't like Huang Ying's two elder brothers anymore. He always felt that when they came, Xiao Qi's attention was no longer on him.

The jealous young zombie was so cute, he didn't know what to do, so he kept fighting for the topic.

After Ze Ning finished speaking, she blinked at Qin Yi pitifully, her blood-colored cat eyes, clean and white face, she was very handsome.

"You don't believe me, I'm so sad."

Huang Ying was stunned, not knowing why, not only did she not feel hurt or embarrassed about the boy's obvious "provocation", she felt that this boy was so cute.

A feeling of cuteness in people's hearts.

Qin Yi held his forehead, but still patiently explained: "It's not that I don't believe you, but Huang Ying has lived here for a long time and knows more."

Qin Yi knew that Ze Ning didn't have any malice. This zombie boy was somewhat different from other zombies, innocent and even warm.

"Oh, okay." Seeing that Qin Yi had something to talk about, Ze Ning stopped making trouble, holding the snacks obediently, and went happily.

"Little brother, the village chief is very good. On weekdays, if you have anything to ask the village chief for help, the village chief will agree. And he often helps us orphans." Huang Ying answered truthfully.

The village head is really good. If there is no village head for these years, the village will definitely collapse.

"However, the village chief is weird sometimes." Xiao Tangyuan suddenly said, "The village chief always likes to stay in the ancestral hall, sometimes staying for a day, and he never allows us to approach the ancestral hall."

The child's feeling is the most acute. The little dumpling has seen the village chief quietly go to the ancestral hall in the middle of the night more than once, and he always feels that something is wrong.

Qin Yixiu frowned, "What is the curse in the village?"

"I know I know this," Xiao Tangyuan rushed to answer again, and a few-year-old little man knew to behave himself, "As long as the people who kneel in the ancestral hall are punished, they will eventually get sick and die."

"But I think this curse is a deception to a three-year-old child. There are so few people who died, but there are quite a few people who have kneeled in the ancestral hall over the years, and only a few really died." Huang Ying added.

Qin Yifeng's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth like flowers rose slightly, "Does he have any relatives?"

Qin Yi had an intuition that the things in the ancestral hall were very important to the ancient city, so important that he could kill.

"Family?" Huang Ying frowned, and suddenly said: "Really, the village head originally had a little granddaughter. If she is still alive, it is about the size of a small glutinous rice ball, but when she first came to the village, the village head's little granddaughter was zombie Bite to death."