Seeing that the eyes of those male villagers had been scanning Wen Wanyu and the three of them, Yang Yesheng suddenly felt a burst of anger in his heart, and yelled at these people: "Who is the village chief, come out and drive the rest of the irrelevant people home." ”

Because they have lived in this mountainous land for thousands of years, adhering to the ancestral precept that they are not allowed to go down the mountain, these people are a little barbaric and uncivilized, and they are even more reluctant.

If Yang Yesheng discussed with them in a good voice, it would be fine, but Yang Yesheng turned out to be such a domineering anger, and he directly ordered the village chief to drive people away, and these mountain people were naturally not happy.

The crowd flickered, and an octogenarian with a gray beard walked out briskly, squinting his eyes, his right hand on the long beard over his chest, and slowly walked to Yang Yesheng and the four.

Fang Zhongxue and Hua Yu also sensed the hostility of these mountain people, and they didn't dare to be careless, and they formed a glyph with Yang Yesheng, protecting Wen Wanyu in the middle, while the two of them were all facing outward, one was ready to draw his sword at any time, and the other was ready to send a dark weapon at any time.

The octogenarian came to him, glanced at Yang Yesheng up and down, and asked lightly, "Young man, where do you come from and where are you going?" ”

Seeing that the old man didn't make trouble immediately, Yang Yesheng naturally wouldn't make the first move, and said with a slight smile: "I came from the south, and I want to go to Motianling, because it is too late to come, I can only spend the night, and I also ask the village chief to make it convenient, and I am grateful to wait below." ”

"Ferris Ridge? Are they going to Ferris Ridge? As soon as Yang Yesheng's words fell, there was an exclamation from the crowd, as if it was very incredible for Yang Yesheng's purpose.

Yang Yesheng and the four of them were stunned, not understanding why these mountain people were all so surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Village Chief, what happened to Motianling?" ”

The octogenarian sighed, raised his hand and waved his hand, and shouted, "Everyone disperse, it's nothing, let's all go back." ”

The octogenarian old man seemed to be very prestigious, as soon as he said this, all the mountain people immediately began to disperse, and in half a minute, the crowd dispersed cleanly, leaving only the four of Yang Yesheng and the octogenarian old man.

The octogenarian said, "Young man, come with me, I have a few houses at home, clean them, and it's okay to stay overnight." ”

Living in the village chief's house, the village chief is an octogenarian old man, Yang Yesheng also felt relieved, and he also wanted to know what happened on the Sky Ridge, so he agreed to come down and followed the octogenarian to his home.

On the way, Yang Yesheng learned from the mouth of the octogenarian old man that the name of this mountain village is Motian Village, and most of the people in the village moved down from Motianling, but when Yang Yesheng asked him why the people of Motianling moved down from the mountain, the octogenarian old man kept silent, saying that he would talk about it when he got home, which made Yangyesheng's heart itch.

Yang Yesheng suddenly thought that since most of the mountain people here had moved down from the Sky Ridge, Hua Yu would probably know some of them.

So, Yang Yesheng deliberately took a few steps back, followed Hua Yu, looked at her expression, a little complicated, and vaguely believed the words of the octogenarian old man, but still asked her: "Hua Yu, do you know any of these mountain people?" ”

Hua Yu nodded and said, "Although it has been more than ten years, I still recognize a few people, including my uncle." ”

Yang Yesheng also nodded and said, "Well, it seems that something unbelievable happened on the Sky Ridge, which made the mountain people above flee to the bottom." ”

Hua Yu also nodded with a heavy face and said, "Yes, I think so too, but what will happen on the Sky Ridge?" ”

Yang Yesheng smiled: "Wait a while, ask this old village chief, maybe you will know the mystery." ”

After a short time, the four of them followed the octogenarian to the door of a stone-built courtyard, and the octogenarian shouted inside: "Wife, there is a guest at home." Then he pushed the door directly and went in, and Yang Yesheng and the four of them hurriedly followed.

The yard is big enough, there are as many as five or six rooms, plus the partial houses, there are almost seven or eight rooms, all of which are made of stones, and even the roof is made of stones.

The four of them entered the courtyard, and an old lady with the same white hair came out of a side room, hunched over, tied an apron, looked at Yang Yesheng and the four in amazement, and asked, "Old man, where did you invite this distinguished guest?" ”

The octogenarian shook his head and said, "It's not invited, it's them who came by themselves, saying that they are going to Motianling." ”

"What? Ferris Ridge? The old lady showed an extremely shocked expression, and then there was a "dang chang", and the spoon in the old lady's hand fell on the stone floor in the courtyard at once, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

It was so shocking again, and the curiosity in the hearts of Yang Yesheng and the four of them was even worse, what happened on the Sky Ridge made everyone so scared.

When the old lady was surprised, she immediately bent down to pick up the spoon, and then turned nervously and went into the side room, leaving a sentence of "old man, I'm going to prepare dinner," and all at once, disappeared.

Yang Yesheng took out a cigarette, gave one to the octogenarian old man, and lit it for him, and then lit one himself, and asked, "Old village chief, what happened on the Sky Ridge, why do you seem to be very scared." ”

The octogenarian pointed to a few stone benches in the courtyard, sighed, and said, "You sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water, and I'll tell you later." ”

It's really urgent, and Yang Yesheng feels like a hard punch on cotton, light and fluttering, with nowhere to borrow strength.

Yang Yesheng was helpless, so he had to watch the octogenarian old man go to the hall, sighed and said, "I really died in a hurry, what happened." ”

Looking at Yang Yesheng's anxious appearance, Wen Wanyu couldn't help but smile and said: "Look at you in a hurry, what are you panicking, the old village chief didn't say anything or tell you, your temperament is really the same... It's time for a good change. Originally, Wen Wanyu wanted to say "just like him", but she immediately felt that it was inappropriate, so she changed her words.

As soon as Wen Wanyu said this, Yang Yesheng had to sit down patiently, smoking a cigarette with his head down, and waiting for the octogenarian to come out of the house.

A minute later, the octogenarian came out of the hall with a cigarette in his mouth, a pot in his left hand, and a few glasses in his right hand, and walked out slowly.

Yang Yesheng gave Fang Zhongxue and Hua Yu a look, the two daughters understood, and hurriedly stepped forward, one took the warm pot, the other took the glass, Yang Yesheng also stood up, pressed the octogenarian on the stone bench and sat down, and asked: "Old village chief, what happened on the Sky Ridge, don't sell it to you, tell us quickly." ”

The octogenarian man sighed, took another deep puff of cigarette, looked at Yang Yesheng, and asked, "You really want to know?" ”

"Poof", after listening to the words of the octogenarian old man, Yang Yesheng almost didn't turn his back on it, if he didn't really want to know, how could he ask several times in a row, besides, the purpose of the four of them was to go to the Sky Ridge.

Yang Yesheng resisted the urge to strangle this octogenarian to death, nodded and said, "Old village chief, just say it quickly, we really want to know." ”

The octogenarian nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll sue you, and let you be mentally prepared, maybe you won't go to Motianling again tomorrow." ”

Not only Yang Yesheng, Fang Zhongxue and Huayu, but even Wen Wanyu also came to the spirit and pricked up her ears, and Yang Yesheng said again: "Well, the old village chief, please speak." ”

The octogenarian man sighed, and suddenly asked again: "Who are you, why do you have to go up to the Sky Ridge?" ”

Hold back, hold back, you must hold back, Yang Yesheng clenched his fists tightly, and almost couldn't hold back to punch the octogenarian old man, and said with a smile: "That's the case, old village chief, we are entrusted by someone to go to Motianling to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for? ”

Yang Yesheng glanced at Hua Yu, who understood, and hurriedly said, "Her name is Ren Xiuying." ”

"What? Are you looking for Ren Xiuying? The octogenarian immediately jumped up, jumped two steps away agilely, looked at the four of Yang Yesheng with wide eyes, pointed at them tremblingly, and asked, "You... Who are you? ”

Ren Xiuying, who is Hua Yu's mother, has been dead for more than ten years, how could this old village chief have such an unusual reaction when he heard her name, Hua Yu was very strange,

said: "I am her daughter, the old village chief, you are not from Motianling, how can you know my mother?" ”

"You... Are you human? The look of shock on the face of the octogenarian man remained unchanged, and he slowly stepped back, and even asked a question that made Yang Yesheng and them scratch their heads.

Yang Yesheng hurriedly said: "Old village chief, of course we are human, have you ever seen a ghost who can smoke, look at it, several of us have shadows." ”

"No, ......" The octogenarian man still stepped back with a shocked face, his hands swayed, and he had already retreated more than twenty steps in this moment, and then suddenly turned around and shouted, "Old woman, run, they are in the same group as Ren Xiuying." ”

A scream of "Ah ......" came from the mouth of the old lady just now, only to see her like a rabbit, "whoosh" jumped out of the side room, grabbed the hand of the octogenarian, and ran out with a brisk stride.

"Old village chief, old village chief, what's wrong with you, what happened?" Yang Yesheng was even more puzzled, and hurriedly chased after them, but the two of them had already run out of the yard, and one turned around, closed the gate, and locked it.

Immediately, I heard the almost hysterical shouts of an octogenarian man outside the courtyard: "Everyone come quickly, Ren Xiuying's accomplices are here, everyone quickly take the guys over and beat them all to death." ”

Engage in hair, the fascination in the hearts of Yang Yesheng and the four of them is getting bigger and bigger, Ren Xiuying died more than ten years ago, I'm afraid the corpses have also become a pile of white bones, how can we be her accomplices, this old man can't be crazy.

Yang Yesheng came to the door and was about to pull the door open, Wen Wanyu hurriedly shouted: "Sheng'er, don't be impulsive, there must be some misunderstanding in this." ”

Wen Wanyu said this, Yang Yesheng put his hand down, leaned on the crack of the door and looked out, and saw the two octogenarians running out quickly, and someone in the distance was already running over with a sickle, shovel or something.