On that day, an uncle also took them back to the sect to become preparatory disciples by a spirit boat, and now they are returning to their hometowns, and they are still taking the spirit boat, but this time the person who drives the spirit boat is a martial artist uncle who is familiar with the night and moon. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although before leaving the sect, he had heard that there had been many unexplained deaths in the villages where ordinary people lived near the sect, but what he heard with his ears could not compare to what he saw with his own eyes.

At the request of Yeyue, after leaving the Beast Control Sect, they headed towards the south, and instead came to a small village to the north, more than ten miles away.

After Uncle Wu stopped the spirit boat, he said in confusion: "I thought you were going to a small town five miles away, but I didn't expect to come to this small village...... More than a year ago, many people died here, and all those who were still alive moved away. ＂

Ye Xuetian also wondered why Yeyue didn't go home directly, but instead went around to this dilapidated village that was already empty.

Yeyue's eyes rolled, and she said softly, "I'm just here to see the old man, I've been here before...... ＂

Hearing that Yeyue came to see the old man, but this was an empty small village, for a while, Uncle Wu and Ye Xuetian didn't know how to react.

"It's okay, I'm just going to go in and have a look. Yeyue smiled slightly.

"Why don't I accompany my little sister in. Ye Xuetian took the initiative to say.

"No need, it's not just a small village, I'll just go in with Xiaobai and Xiaobai alone, don't worry, if there is really anything, this distance, you can easily come over." Yeyue rejected Yexuetian's suggestion and walked into the small village with Xiaobai and the Beast.

Uncle Martial Arts learned from Luo Ziya that Yeyue had a fifth-order spirit beast by her side, and for such a small village, she could enter as much as she wanted, and he didn't feel anything to worry about at all. Just kidding, although it's just a spirit beast, but that cultivation is clearly there, if something really happens, he can't be as good as a spirit beast!

Yeyue took the little white and the beast into the small village, and soon, the figures of one man and two beasts were obscured by the adjacent houses.

Becoming a foundation building monk means that he has a great chance of living longer than ordinary people, even if Uncle Martial Master is not the oldest among the many elders of the same period, he is still a few decades older than Ye Xuetian, who is still in the Qi refining period, such a big age gap is also equivalent to a gap in knowledge.

Therefore, Uncle Wu could easily perceive what kind of worry and uneasiness there was under the depressed expression of the night snow.

He patted Ye Xuetian on the shoulder, "Don't worry, if you talk about safety, your girl is taller than the two of us combined." ＂

"How could it be. Ye Xuetian smiled very reluctantly. He thought that Uncle Wu was just saying this to appease himself.

"What's impossible, you girl...... The spirit beasts around him are not ordinary. Uncle Wu sighed and said, "I haven't seen a guy in my life, and I am lucky to have such a good sister as you." ＂

Yeyue took Xiaobai and the beast into a house that had fallen into decay.

It was a large house in the small village, and there was a badly damaged and sloping sign that made a "Click!" sound from time to time when the wind blew. The door seems to have been unused for a long time, and there are a lot of mold spots on it.

Inside, it is not difficult to see that this was once the main shop for buying and selling goods in this small village, dumped farm tools are piled up in a corner of the house, boxes of boxes that cannot be seen to contain anything are stacked next to the walkway connecting to the backyard, and there are many seemingly unimportant but common daily utensils scattered on the ground. The high table, which served as a counter, seemed to have been knocked over in a state of panic, and was leaning diagonally against the wall.

As soon as Xiao Ling walked to the place where Uncle Wu and the night snow could not be seen, he couldn't wait to come out of the sea to know himself.

"Is this what you said about Brother Hu's house?" she looked at Xiao Ling with a look of sadness or loss, standing in a messy, dusty, and somewhat dim room.

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Xiao Ling followed the aisle to the backyard, where Brother Hu mainly stocked up on goods and where he lived. Xiao Ling walked straight into the room in the backyard.

Yeyue, who was following behind, looked devastated and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you say that Brother Ah Hu died, then ...... Looking for something here?"

Xiao Ling turned his back to Yeyue and shook his head, "I'm just coming to take a look, the last time I came, Brother Ah Hu had already left, and many people had died in the village, and the living people were busy relocating." He suddenly squatted down, picked up a small object in the corner of the room, and looked at it before turning around and stuffing it into Yeyue's hand, "This is a wood carving that Brother Hu has always liked, and I like it too, and I always take a few more glances every time I come." ＂

Yeyue looked at the wood carving in her hand puzzled, it was a little paparazzi carved out of a very ordinary piece of wood, she didn't understand why Xiao Ling would pick up such a small wood carving for herself.

As Xiao Ling bypassed the screen separating the inside and outside, the first thing he saw was not the surrounding furnishings, but a dry bone lying peacefully on the bed, still covered with a quilt, and it was not difficult to see that the dry bone died in his sleep.

Xiao Ling just stood beside the bed and looked at the dry bones on the bed that had long been gone, and said without looking back: "I remember you once said that you have seen several corpses in the human-faced snake god, and the corpses are not the same...... The last time I came here, Brother Hu had been dead for a few days, and there were several people in the village who died inexplicably like Brother Hu, each of them seemed to have died of natural causes, and the people in the village thought that when their village was unclear, they had angered the mountain gods or something, so they would take the lives of so many people in one go. ＂

Yeyue couldn't see the expression on Xiao Ling's face at this time, but it was not difficult to guess that Xiao Ling had already identified the connection, "Maybe we can't do anything about the murderer, but we can bury Brother Hu's body." She said.

Xiao Ling nodded, "He may be devoured when he dies, and there is no possibility of reincarnation." ＂

Xiao Ling's voice sounded very lost, making it difficult for Yeyue, who always saw him nagging and running wild, to get used to. "At least we've buried him, so that he won't be able to bury his body like he is now. ＂

Xiao Ling sighed lightly, "That's it, dig a hole in the yard and hide it with his favorite little wood carving." ＂

"Good. ＂

At this moment, the night moon had a feeling...... The little spirit in front of him has existed for millions of years, according to logical imagination, is it because the feelings have been dull after such a long time, and even in the eyes, life and death have faded to nothing, but is the truth really such a conjecture?

Perhaps, this is just the conjecture of the bystander, in fact, the person concerned is not what others imagine, but he is powerless to change anything, he can only accept it......

With the help of Xiaobai and the beast, Xiao Ling and Yeyue quickly buried Brother Ah Hu and the little paparazzi wood carving in the small courtyard.

In the small village, there are many corpses left behind by relatives who have fled the place, each of them is like Brother Hu, who has decomposed into a pile of dry bones at some point, lying quietly in a hut.

In this way, the village was covered with death, and no one dared to settle in this place until everything was reduced to dust, because no one knew why there were so many dry bones that looked like they had died in their sleep in such a peaceful and peaceful village.