During the Republic of China, the warlords were chaotic, and at that time, as long as there were guns and people, that was the emperor of the soil, and he could do whatever he wanted. The people are living in dire straits.

But all this has changed for a village that lives halfway up the mountain... They still live their own lives, plowing the autumn harvest and busy their days every day. Fulfilling and comfortable.

Until one day, things changed, it was a rainy noon, and a man who had been shot several times collapsed at the gate of their village. The people of the village, thinking that more is better than less, did not pay attention to the man, and only one woman, unable to bear it, took him home, took out a bullet for him, and bandaged his wounds. That year, the woman was nineteen years old.

The woman's parents died when she was very young, so the woman was left alone in the family, and the woman began to take care of herself at a very young age, and in the days that followed, the woman began to take care of the man.

In the days when women brought the man home to take care of him, gossip began to spread in the village that the man was a fugitive and that the man had offended the local warlords, and that keeping the man would be a danger to the village.

Many people came to persuade women to give up this man, but the woman refused, her temperament is so stubborn... As the days passed, the man began to recover slowly under the careful care of the woman... After two people spent some time in the same room, they naturally came together. Since then, the woman's family has one more man, one more laborer, and life has become better.

But it didn't last long... The warlords fought more and more fiercely, and many of them began to arrest men into the army, although their homes were relatively remote on the mountainside, but the villages below the mountain were already captured.

The man told the woman that he had to go. He wanted to change the way of the world, but this way of the world is not so easy to change, so he wants to join the army! He wants to take the woman with him, but the woman refuses, she says that this is her home, her parents and her ancestors are buried here, and there are neighbors she knows well, and she is reluctant to leave. The man saw the woman's determination, and he told the woman to let her wait for him for three years, and after three years, he would definitely come and pick him up with something, and the woman smiled and agreed.

After some days, a small warlord came to their village, saying that the warlords had lifted them up a little, and there were only about twenty people and two or three guns. It's to help second-rate people who want to take advantage of something. They took a fancy to this place with only a few dozen villages, and wanted to make some profit from it.

But here are some working peasants, where can the money be given to them, and the villagers have cleaned up their homes and have not satisfied the second-rate people. Then they saw the woman, who was in her twenties that year, and although she didn't say how good-looking she looked, she also had a bit of a look. The hooligan leader looked straight at it in an instant, and said that he would take the woman home and let her live a good life.

The villagers are not happy, they are not afraid of these second-rate people, if they really want to do it, the strong guys on their side can completely subdue the second-rate people, they are only afraid of the two guns in their hands. But there are only two guns...

The second-rate people saw that the situation was not right, so they had to take the money and leave the village. I thought that was the end of the matter. Who knew that after more than half a month, the second-rate people would come back, and this time they were already dressed in neat uniforms and armed with a rifle.

Where have the people of the village seen such a world, they are so frightened that their souls are about to fall, and the second-rate son tells the villagers that they have joined a big warlord, and the warlord has more than 10,000 soldiers... And because he joined with twenty or thirty people, he also mixed up the position of a squad leader. He didn't come to their broken village for their little money, but to give them the eighth aunt for the military elder, as for who this eighth aunt is, it goes without saying.

The old village chief was just about to say a few words when he was shot through the head by the chief, and the people in the village were so frightened that they didn't even dare to speak. The little leader said that in a month their army commander would come with the army to marry, hoping that the people in the village would be ready, looking at the village chief lying in a pool of blood, the villagers hurriedly responded. Didn't care at all about the woman's pale face.

A month is not a long time, but it is not a short time... The long is already able to change people's hearts, and the short is just saying it. In the beginning, the old people of the village took turns to persuade the woman, telling her that after marrying the warlord, she would have no worries about food and clothing and that she would be able to live a good life. But the woman just said that she already had a husband.

The old people saw that they couldn't move the woman and had to leave, and then the women of the village, who went to the woman's house every day to instill in them how difficult it was, and if the woman did not agree to marry the warlord, the whole village would be ruined because of her. But the woman remained unmoved.

Later, as the days approached, the eyes of the people in the village changed when they looked at the women, and the children made up nursery rhymes to scold the women, and every night someone would throw stones at the woman's house... The woman still didn't say anything and endured all this in silence. She also thought about running, but there were already people in the village guarding the entrance to the village, just to prevent the women from leaving.

In the last three days, a man rushed into the woman's house late at night, it was their village Laizi, who was lazy and lazy on weekdays, and was looked down upon by the people in the village. After he rushed in, he pressed the woman directly on the bed, and cursed in his mouth, saying that he couldn't let the whole village be buried because she was alone. Isn't she chaste? Today he is going to strengthen her, see if she is still chaste or not, isn't she just good-looking, and he has to be cool before the warlord leader is cool.

The woman was frightened by his crazy appearance, and what made her even more chilled was that it was clear that the voice of resistance in her house was so loud, and many villagers outside were woken up, but no one came in to help her, yes, she was just a little good-looking, why did she do this to her? She didn't understand what the people in the village thought, maybe in their eyes, she would be able to see it after being forced by Lai Zi.

In the end, after the woman could not cry and said that she had agreed to marry the warlord, two men rushed into the house and pulled the scoundrel away, leaving the woman alone in the house crying.

And the next day, the people of the village set up a table for the scoundrel, and the table was full of praise for the scoundrel, saying that it was thanks to him that the woman could agree, and all this was heard by the woman, of course, they did not intend to fill her, anyway, everyone had already torn their faces, and when the woman married the warlord, their small village could live a comfortable and full life again.

Finally, the day came when the warlord came to greet her, and the woman was dressed up by the village woman early and sat in the sedan chair. And the warlord also came to greet his relatives with an army of several hundred people, as the bastard leader said, and the warlord was a man in his forties, five years old, and three rough on horseback. After getting off the horse, the warlord had to open the sedan curtain to see what the bride looked like, after all, he hadn't seen what his eighth aunt looked like, he had listened to what the team leader said, anyway, as long as he looked good, he didn't care.

The women of the village said that according to tradition, the groom had to take the bride home to see it, but he was pushed away by the warlord, and his head was broken and bleeding, and the people in the village dared not speak out.

And when the warlord lifted the curtain, he was frightened and screamed. It turned out that the woman had already committed suicide by taking poison, and half of her face was also splashed with sulfuric acid, turning into a rotten appearance, and one eye was also held in her hand, which was miserable!

The warlord was furious and ordered the village to be burned down and then all the people in the village buried alive!

The strange thing is that the warlord died violently not long after he returned, and one of his eyeballs was also held tightly in his hand. Since then, every night, if someone goes up the mountain, sometimes they will see a woman with one eye and half of her face rotten, and some people have heard many people complaining and angry voices on the mountain. And many people disappeared after going up the mountain, and over time, there were stories of ghosts on the mountain, and gradually few people rushed on the mountain in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until more than 30 years later that a man in a Taoist robe came to this mountain, and he seemed to see at a glance that something was wrong with this mountain, and it seemed to be full of great resentment! So he set up a formation to gather those unjust souls to a remote place, and then planted camphor trees around it with a formation, so that ordinary people could not set foot in this area, hoping that after many years, the resentment here could dissipate.

However, what the Taoist chief didn't expect was that after many years, the resentment did not dissipate, but on the contrary, people were killed on this mountain every year, and the corpses of the deceased were absorbed by the land and fused with the ancient souls of the year... Some more terrible and difficult substances have been formed...