I happened to see my father when I left the house of the butcher.

He was standing alone in the doorway, as if waiting for me.

I curiously asked, "What's wrong?"

He looked a little heavy.

It made me suddenly feel as if something bad had happened.

I couldn't help but open my eyes wide and ask again, "Father, what happened? Tell me, although I can't solve the problem, it would be better to tell you."

In the face of my words.

Father gave me a gratified smile and patted my head.

Then he sighed and told me to go home with him.

Now that the butcher's house is gone, there's no need for us to stay here.

I immediately left with my father.

On the way back, I asked, "By the way, last night …"

I said.

Dad already knew what my problem was.

He absentmindedly said, "I went to the back of the mountain to check on the ancestral tomb …"

As he said those words, his expression became extremely ugly.

That's right, that was the problem.

I was like a policeman who suddenly caught a very favorable clue and immediately asked, "What happened? The ancestral grave was destroyed by that Great Immortal Li? " I may be a girl, but I value the ancestral tombs very much. It can be said that this is the foundation of a family. If our ancestral tombs were destroyed, I would fight Grand Immortal Li to the death.

However, at this time, his father shook his head and said, "Destroy? That's not true, but it's a little strange. When I looked over, I saw black smoke rising from the ancestral tombs. "

This...

I felt as if I'd been struck by lightning.

I've heard of smoke coming out of ancestral graves, but I've never heard of smoke coming out of them. What does that mean?

"What's going on?" I know nothing about it.

The old man immediately shook his head and sighed, "I can't say for sure either. It must be because of the fright."

Terrified... He really didn't know what had happened that could cause the ancestral tombs to emit black smoke.

However, if this black smoke was caused by him, he would naturally be able to see through it with his father's eyesight.

However, if this situation is not man-made but spontaneous, it means that the Old Ancestor seems to be using this very special method to give us a secret signal to tell us something.

It's just that this idea is too unfathomable. Even if I were to tell him, father would not necessarily believe me, not to mention that this is only a guess from me.

"What should we do? As descendants, we cannot just let them do as they wish, right?" I said, a little puzzled.

His father nodded. "Of course not. I've called you here to buy a black dog and a rooster with seven feathers on its tail."

This request was somewhat strange.

There are many roosters in our village, but what I've seen are all white fur. I don't know if there will be this kind of black fur in the town.

But since my father said so, there must be a reason for it. I took the money without a second thought, rode my bicycle from home, and headed for town.

Our village is five or six miles away from the town. Although it's not very far, it's very tiring to walk down the mountain road.

However, it was different when I was riding the bicycle because when I was going down, I almost didn't need to put my foot on the pedal as I gently braked and slid down the hill. I wasn't tired at all when I slipped down the mountain road five to six miles away.

However, only after going uphill can there be a downhill. It can be imagined that when I return, it would be disastrous …

About 10 or 20 minutes later, I arrived at the town.

I often come to the bazaar above town.

After all, the village is small and there is no grocery store or place that sells vegetables. If we want to buy vegetables or daily necessities, we need to come to the town.

Logically speaking, this matter of buying vegetables shouldn't be done by a virgin like me. It's just that since my father is usually away and my grandmother is quite old, this job is naturally mine.

See me all the way here.

The owner of the stall I often went to greeted me, "Little boy, you have not been here for quite some time. What's wrong? Have you lived a rough life?"

It was an older woman, but she always liked me to call her older sister and say that when she was young, she was as pretty as me, but I just couldn't see her because she was too fat and I was growing up, so I didn't want to be as fat as her.

Hearing her joke, I smiled out of courtesy and explained, "There have been a lot of things going on these past few days, so I couldn't get here."

The grandma didn't care about that. She greeted him, "Sure, then what dishes do you want today? This is an apple from the north. Do you want to buy some to eat?"

She knows I like fruit, so she sells it every time I come.

If it was in normal times, I would definitely buy it.

But right now, I do have something on my mind.

Therefore, he could only ask, "Auntie, do you have a rooster here?"

As she spoke, she took a careful look at her booth.

The woman said matter-of-factly, "Look at you, you're saying that the sky is flying and the earth is flying. The place is full of them."

After saying that, I entered her city gate. She opened the freezer and pointed at the rows of items inside. "Look, geese, roosters, hens, whatever you want. If you want it, I'll give you a discount."

I was stunned and explained, "I want a black-furred rooster. Do you have one here?"

The grandma seemed to have heard this for the first time. She rubbed her head and looked at me in bewilderment. I don't know about that. At that time, when the fur was being shed, I didn't notice if it was black or white fur. But isn't that the same? She laughed.

This time, the situation was a little awkward. The misunderstanding seemed to have become bigger.

At that moment, I explained, "What I want is alive. Do you know where I can sell live chickens?"

When the grandma heard this, she suddenly said, "Oh, you're going back to take care of it. I know, there's a small city at the end of this street. Go take a look."

When I heard that, I let out a sigh of relief and immediately set off on my bike.

But when I got to the end of the street, after a long search, I couldn't find the so-called Little Gate City.

In a hurry, my forehead was covered in sweat.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed. I had looked through almost every single one of them, yet I was still unable to find any clues.

But just as I was about to despair, I saw a little white man with a chicken coop in one hand and a black dog in the other walk out of a dark alley.

After I saw him, I couldn't help but go forward to stop him.

"Excuse me, did you get your black dog and rooster from here?" I asked, suppressing my surprise.

The man looked me up and down, then his face was as cold as a zombie's.

I really don't know if this person is a zombie that came out of the coffin or not, but it seems like I owe him five million.

"Yes."

Then he turned and walked away.

After receiving an affirmative answer, I didn't place this cold fellow in my eyes and headed straight into the pitch black cave.

Just as I entered, a fishy stench immediately assaulted my nose. Forget about the stench, there was also a suffocating feeling in it that made my eyes start to tear up.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but cover my mouth and nose as I dashed in.

Inside, I turned a corner and saw a yard.

The yard was dirty with a layer of black grease on the floor. He was really worried that his shoes would be stained as he walked on it.

When I went in, I saw a man in an apron, bare-chested, by the well, retracting a large pot of chicken.

After seeing this, I heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that I had come to the right place this time.

"Boss." I shouted.

Without raising his head, he said, "What do you want?"

When he said that, I hastily said, "Black rooster! No, no, no. It's a rooster with seven black feathers on its tail and a black dog."

"Howl."

When I finished speaking, the man slowly looked up. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and it had already burned down to the bottom of the cigarette. A long strip of ash followed his head and fell into the basin.

"What do you want? Black dog and black rooster? " he asked.

I nodded. "Yes."

The man spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth and said, "Come on, I don't have a dog or chicken."

No more?

I was a little puzzled. "That's not right. I saw someone buy it from you just now. How come it disappeared so quickly?" I was a little unconvinced. Could it be that he saw that I was a girl and didn't want to sell it to me?

But I'm dressed like this, and I'm quite a boy. Besides, I'm just selling chickens, there's no need to judge people by their appearances, right?

"Yeah, I sold it to that person. You want to buy it from him?" The man didn't even raise his head as he continued to pull the feathers.

I was a little unconvinced. I scanned through two large chicken cages at the side, but there were white roosters everywhere. However, there weren't any black roosters, making it seem like I had seen a ghost.

After all, the black dog was still okay and could be found in the village, but the black rooster wasn't. Even I rarely had such an item, so I had to buy these two items from the zombie like before.

As I burst out of the dark alley, I saw that he was no longer visible on the street.

This caused me to panic a little.

I immediately got on my bike and started to patrol the street very quickly.

After a full circle, I returned to the starting point. I was tired and my mouth was dry, but I still couldn't find any traces of that zombie's face.

Just when I was feeling a little depressed, someone slapped my shoulder heavily.