…… I privately think that in this world, the only person who knows that this disease is very related is myself. For more than 100 years, they have all been dedicated to the Tao, and they know that what our generation is doing against the sky, and they are not afraid. Now, how can you be afraid of it, it is just against the sky. However, with full preparation, things have not yet turned around, and in the end they still return to the destiny of heaven. Under my heartache, I always think of the beginning, and I feel quite remorseful, if I know this, if I know this......

It was probably written when he was drunk and sad - in addition to the fragrance of bamboo, there was a faint smell of alcohol on the paper, the letter was not finished, and the last few lines of the font were also quite sloppy, with a little trace of being fainted by water droplets-as if it was written in the depths of love, and I couldn't help but cry.

The girl bowed her head and clung to the paper, her expression uncertain.

These letters were all written to his deceased wife in his thoughts. I don't know where the content in it started and why it ended, I think it is written as I like, except for regret, it is missing.

She had a faint thought, and felt that it was too ridiculous, and after a few thoughts, she finally couldn't hold it back, and wanted to go back to the courtyard to find the great power, and ask her why she came here.

But this time, except for the door, which still wouldn't open, everything else was empty, as if no one lived at all.

And at this time, she also noticed the strangeness of the place carefully for the first time - although the scenery of the whole mansion was beautiful, whether it was the koi fish in the pond or the flowers planted, all this seemed to be too luxuriant.

When his wife dies, does the man who loves his wife have no energy to fix it?

Her instincts weren't right.

But no matter how much she shouted, the voice didn't appear again.

I had no choice but to put away my doubts, thinking about my next visit, and went down the mountain like this.

……

When I walked out of the busy street, the sun was already in the west, and it was still dark for a while.

Liluo looked at the sky, then at the village hidden behind the thin woods in front of him, and quickened his pace.

呲——呲——

A strange but somewhat familiar voice came from the side, and after thinking about it for a while, he heard the faint tinkling sound in the distance.

It's the Exorcist!

Liluo remembered what passers-by said two days ago.

At the moment when she paused slightly, the "living dead" with dead faces walked out straight out of the ground stiffly, rustling, grinding the sand under their feet.

Instead, a column of passing corpses was formed.

There was nothing to hide around, so he took a quick look around, frowned, and simply stayed where he was, waiting for the corpses to pass.

It was almost close at hand—she could even feel the rich dead aura on the dead as the group of dead people passed by, and for a moment the sensitive Liluo almost subconsciously covered her mouth and nose and took a step back.

As the bell became louder, the exorcist gradually walked out of the forest.

Black clothes, gauze hats, just like the mysterious dress on the street, only this time it was not one person, but several.

She could clearly sense that their cultivation was higher than hers, and she lowered her head and secretly estimated that if Ning Xu's division was followed, these people would have to be at least above the sixth order.

Liluo was secretly a little embarrassed in his heart.

This place is remote, and there is often a wind blowing wantonly everywhere, and when I lifted the hat, I found that these people even had a black scarf covering their faces, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Exorcists are not completely intolerant of the world, but they are despised by the world, perhaps this is why they dress up so much?

She pondered.

Presumably, this kind of person has always been sensitive, and her hidden scrutiny has also attracted the attention of those people.

The bell in her hand, which looked like porcelain bones, seemed to shake according to some rhythm, and the people in black glanced at it lightly, their eyes dark, and she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it—because the eyes of these people were as lifeless as if they were blind, and they were blank.

But they clearly could see it.

"Hurry up! Adults are ahead!"

The whispered shouting, accompanied by the ringing bells in the suburbs, was quite harsh.

When she looked, there were several stout men dressed as men who were carrying something, and there was a person in front of her shouting, as if he was in charge.

It was with these corpse exorcists—she realized that in the blink of an eye, the men in black had long since missed her walking ahead.

It's just that these men don't wear hats or anything, and they are dressed up with them, but they each tear rags indiscriminately to cover their faces.

As she got closer, she saw that the men were carrying—it turned out to be corpses.

All of them were boys, and the oldest was only about ten years old.

His face was pale, and his lifeless aura was also strong, so he should have been dead for a long time.

This, probably the corpses that these people found to refine the corpses, looking at these children with immature faces and lifeless, she also felt a sense of disgust.

- Disturb the deceased, and let them fight for this worldly world of fame and fortune.

It's really disgusting.

"Believe it or not, you're going to lie here?!"

The man in front saw her, but he was not as indifferent as the man in black just now, and threatened viciously.

Liluo faintly withdrew his gaze.

"Sister, sister. ”

The little girl ran recklessly from the woods when she heard the voice, and when she saw the scene before her, she could not help but stop, and looked at the man very carefully.

"Hmph. The man didn't say anything, but urged back, "It's not too fast." ”

The figure faded away, and she walked over, took the hand of the little girl who was standing stiffly, and asked gently.

"Why did you get out?" she recognized as a child from the village.

"Mr. Gu said to the village chief, I'm afraid that sister, you don't know the way, let me come out and have a look. ”

This Gu Xiqian is really addicted to Mr. Liluo thought a little funny.

"Sister is so old, you know the way, what about you, you're still young, don't come out alone next time, otherwise you may meet those people just now." ”

"I'm not afraid, those are just corpse exorcists, I usually stand like I did just now, they don't bother to pay attention. But they were annoying—they always went to buy the bodies of the little boys in our island and other poor families on the island—and a few of my friends who were secretly playing with me had told me. ”

"But sister is not afraid, the corpse exorcist only refines the corpse, and it is best to refine the corpse of a boy. ”

Liluo thought about it for a while, and then realized that this little girl was afraid that she thought of the men's threatening words just now to comfort her.

She touched her head and smiled.

"But do you know why they only use the corpse of a little boy to refine the corpse?"

The little girl shook her head childishly and said seriously.

"They all have to use good corpses, but I heard from the village chief's grandfather that the boy's body is the easiest for the exorcist to refine into a golden corpse—the best, the best kind of corpse that is best at fighting. ”