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Ye Lan, the most petite of the tallest, shrank her neck and couldn't help but look back, feeling that the wind around her was terrifying.

"There are so many eyes staring at us."

Shen Yaohua's face was calm, and he chuckled: "Those villagers are staring at us one by one through the cracks in the doors and windows, you have opened your spiritual eyes, you are all cautious, stay together if you can, no matter what you do, you must find someone to accompany you, and don't leave the courtyard when you have nothing to do." ”

When she said this, she used a lot of patience, and a person who was used to being alone suddenly took on the heavy responsibility of taking care of others, and there were nine at once, Shen Yaohua felt quite tired.

Fortunately, they are not happy to accept love, and they can be considered cooperative, otherwise she would really want to cry without tears.

At this time, a cool breeze blew, which made Shen Yaohua shrink his shoulders.

It's summer, and the wind here is really cooler.

She looked up at the hill behind the house, and saw a large crooked-necked tree, with the tips of its branches pressed against the front roof.

She led her disciples to look at the three rooms, and found that these three rooms, whether they were bedrooms, kitchens or warehouses, were clear at a glance, and there was nothing left that could be taken or dismantled, there was no pot on the stove, no bed in the room, and if there was not a clay kang, they would have to sit on the ground and rest.

"If you recruit a thief, you won't be so clean."

Qi Lele stood on the floor of the potholed house and complained, then turned to Shen Yaohua and said, "Let's pick up some firewood to make a fire to burn the kang, this place is very cold." ”

"I'll go with you, and you don't run around here."

Shen Yaohua followed Qi Dongdong out of the house together, took two glances at the village, and went to the mountain behind the house to collect firewood.

After deciding on the candidates for the night vigil in turn, Shen Yaohua climbed to the crooked neck tree and sat down alone.

The terrain here is high and the view is good, and you can see this small and small village, anyway, they just stay for one night, even if they don't sleep, it's nothing.

The disciples in the room did not sleep, and when the kang was warm, they sat around and chattered and laughed.

Warmth not only dispels cold, but also darkness and fear.

Shen Yaohua listened for a while, then closed her eyes and practiced the technique of gathering spirits, but soon she opened her eyes again, because there was no aura at all in this place.

It's so weird!

The spirit is pregnant with all things, and all things have spirits, unless it is a dead place, how can there be no aura.

Shen Yaohua stood up with a frown, added aura to his eyes, and after staring at the lifeless village for a while, he put his hand on the tree and probed it in with his aura.

When she looked into it, she realized that the crooked neck tree was about to die, withering from the inside out, and now a little green on the leaves was only the only nutrients left on the tree.

She probed several trees in a row, and the results were all the same. On the surface, it looks green, but in fact, it is all lingering.

Shen Yaohua tried praying again, but he didn't have to think about it to know that it wasn't that he couldn't pray, and he didn't have any spirit.

Shen Yaohua tossed for a while and gave up, she didn't know what feng shui was, but this place was definitely called a poor mountain and bad water, if this was the case around here, it wouldn't grow anything, and no matter how serious it was, it wouldn't be good for people.

She desperately wanted to talk to a villager, to find out the source of all this, and the weak figures of those old people and children made her feel sad.

But even if people don't want to contact them, it's not completely impossible for her to know something, it's just a taboo.

Exploring someone's soul and peeping into someone's inner room without the permission of others is actually similar to stealing something.

Shen Yaohua became a 'thief'.

She quietly approached the house, condensed her aura and telekinesis, intertwined into a transparent net, and slowly sprinkled out, and soon several nearby rooms were shrouded in it, so that she could clearly 'see' and 'hear' the movement in the house.

In the first room, young and old, the man was already asleep, and the man snored like thunder, which could be heard clearly outside the house, and a child of seven or eight years old would occasionally make a broken dream, and the old woman holding him would tap twice with her palm, which was as old as the bark of a tree, and soon fell asleep again.

There was a strange wheezing sound in the second room, heavy and rough, excited and depressed, male and female voices intertwined, like sadness and joy, and like dying and struggling.

She shrouded the bundle of spiritual thoughts over a pair of entangled men and women, and at first thought that one of them had been subjected to a ghost, absorbing the essence of the other or something.

But looking at it, Shen Yaohua's face became weird, as if the upper body of the ghost would not be stripped naked......

She really didn't know what was going on, but her instinct should be avoided, so she withdrew her thoughts and went to another room.

She was surprised again when she saw this, because there were still people doing the same thing, and she curiously probed her spiritual thoughts into other people's minds, only to realize that they were doing it like that to give birth to a baby, of course, there were some complicated emotions, she didn't understand.

Shen Yaohua couldn't help but shudder, puzzled, and felt that it would be better to wait for the opportunity to ask Xuanyuan Du in the future.

She slipped silently behind the house as she probed, for the closer she got, the less of her mind spent.

Unconsciously, he slipped into the middle of the village, and Shen Yaohua probed around, but he didn't notice anything strange from anyone's mind.

The thing they are most worried about is that they can't have enough stomachs, adults can't eat enough, but they still have to give birth to babies.

Shen Yaohua shook his head and quietly slipped back again.

As soon as she approached the room, she smelled a strange aroma, which felt very faint at first smell, and then smelled a trace of astringency from the light, and there was a hidden fishy in the astringency.

There are quirks!

Shen Yaohua shook his head violently to sober himself up, covered with a layer of spiritual energy, and quickly walked into the house.

As soon as she entered the room, she was relieved, and many of the disciples were sitting on the kang and listening to Zhan Xian Xian tell a story.

Shen Yaohua entered the room silently, and the disciples who were sitting in a group on the kang all hung their heads slightly, as if they were listening to the story and listened attentively, no one looked up at her, but she didn't seem to notice that she continued to talk to everyone.

Shen Yaohua listened to two sentences, and was surprised to find that she was telling a story, as if she was still telling a ghost story?

Shen Yaohua raised his eyebrows with a smile, and sat down in a place along the kang, thinking about listening to it first, and then looking for an opportunity to scare them.

Just listening, she suddenly noticed something strange.

First, the story told by Zhan Xian Xian is about Xiuyu Village, and second, is that person really Zhan Xian Xian?