Nuan Yang was held by Jiusi and flew high in the air for a short while, and the destination arrived.

The town of Shinan, which is not big or small, has a murmuring water in the town, the willow on the bank of the river gently flying, the small but delicate buildings are regularly arranged along the river, and the sweet aroma of roses wafting in the air.

After finding a small alley where no one landed, Jiusi walked to a corner of the town with the warm sun.

Compared to other places, there are almost no people in this place, only a black cloud of marks left on the ground, showing that something has happened here.

Jiusi waved his long sleeves in mid-air, and the mirror flowers and moons belonging to the scene that the big man had seen here appeared in mid-air.

In the picture, a young man in an official robe can be seen standing on the side, a circle of people surrounding him, and an older man is squatting on the ground to examine a corpse.

The picture approached the corpse, thinking that the big man was curious to look up at it, thanks to him, Nuan Yang and Jiusi also saw it clearly.

This corpse is indeed a dried corpse, and the death is exactly the same as that of the person whose soul has been sucked by the demon in the North Peak Kingdom.

"The aura of the demons in the heart here has faded, and it seems that he has long left here." After receiving the mirror, Jiusi opened his mouth with some regret.

Nuan Yang was also a little depressed, and finally got some clues, so it broke off again. Thinking back to Dahan's words, he did say that he came here a few days ago, and before he came, he didn't know how long the corpse had been here.

Frowning, Nuan Yang hesitated and said: "Master, we can go to the deserted village that the man just said, didn't he say that he saw a figure inside, maybe it was a demon......

But as soon as he finished saying that, he regretted it, how could the demon go to a deserted village? It's not good for him at all! But who knows, Jiusi actually nodded and agreed immediately.

"It's okay, I'm going to keep looking for it anyway, maybe I'll find something!"

Alas, Nuan Yang sighed in his heart, did his master finally start to break the jar?

Judging from the mirror, this deserted village is very close to Shinan Town, and it won't take a few hours for the two of them to walk there.

After determining the destination, Jiusi teleported to the entrance of the village with Nuan Yang, and a broken stone tablet lay silently on the ground, engraved with three words similar to "Huayu Village", because of the age, the handwriting has been mottled.

A loess road leads into the village, and for a long time there have been no people, the road has been covered with weeds, and the height is almost as high as the crook of a person's leg.

Because there was no one, Nuan Yang was not afraid to scatter spiritual power, she walked inward while looking at the situation in the village, and all the weeds on the road made way for her.

As we deepened, the number of houses on both sides of the road began to increase, but all of them were only a few walls, and even their original appearance was not visible.

I don't know how many years this village has been deserted.

As he walked, Jiusi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared in a certain direction and did not move. Nuan Yang originally walked in front, but when he saw this, he immediately retreated, followed and looked over, and then his eyes immediately lit up-

Not far away was a near-intact house, its side walls covered with vigorous roses, which had bloomed in the warm early spring of the vast country, either pink or snow-white.

Even from such a distance, Nuan Yang still felt that the rose was already psychic, and the intimate feeling made her can't help but rush over with a cheer.

Jiusi was careless and couldn't hold her, looking at her back running like a child, he could only smile dotingly and then helplessly followed.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Running closer, the faint cry like a cat suddenly came into Nuan Yang's ears, the smile on her face disappeared, and she immediately stopped and looked around solemnly, looking for the direction where the cry came from.

In such an uninhabited deserted village, there are still people?

The wind blew, and the green leaves of the large rose hanging on the wall waved, and between the countless pink petals, a touch of pink skirt loomed, and the warm sun was stunned, and then went around the back of the room where the skirt corner was exposed.

The crying girl leaned her back against the wall, her long black hair almost completely covering her petite body, her arms around her knees, her head buried deeply, and the sound of aggrieved sobs kept coming.

"Who are you? Did something happen? Approaching cautiously, seeing that the girl didn't react, still crying in a low voice, Nuan Yang finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

Although Nuan Yang's voice was soft, the girl was still startled. She raised her slap and looked at Nuan Yang with a tearful little face, and her small body shrank back, but she immediately found that there was a wall behind her, and there was no way to retreat.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I just want to know why you're crying so sadly." Seeing that she was too frightened by herself to speak, Nuan Yang's tone was more gentle, and she squatted down to look at her at eye level.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and saw that Nuan Yang was just looking at herself quietly, her eyes were soft and not like a bad person, and her mood finally eased up.

"My name is Xia Wei, I am sixteen years old this year, and I live with my sister in this Huayu Village, which was originally only the two of us, but ...... I...... I killed my sister...... Whining...... I'll never see my sister again......"

As she spoke, the girl choked up and cried again, Nuan Yang understood why she was crying, but she was still at a loss, and she didn't do much to comfort others.

"Don't be upset, can you tell me what happened? Maybe I can help you......" After hesitating for a moment, Nuan Yang still spoke, she raised her hand and wanted to pat her back that was shaking because of crying, but she was afraid that it would scare her, so she finally took it back.

When Xia Wei heard her say this, she really stopped crying, her miserable little face looked at Nuan Yang with longing, and her voice still had a crying voice and asked, "Really?" Will you help me? ”

Nuan Yang smiled, and with the experience of the past, she replied cheekily: "You tell me what happened first, I will definitely help if I can help." ”

Xia Wei's actual age is obviously one year older than Nuan Yang, but in fact, her mind is far inferior to Nuan Yang.

Even with a vague guarantee, Xia Wei still lit up her eyes and confessed to her without reservation.

"My sister and I are twins, we grew up together, even our faces are the same, even our parents will mistake us. When I was six years old, there was a plague in the village, and all the villagers died, and so did our parents, but only my sister and I survived. ”

"We moved out to live in the town, but people didn't like us and called us a scourge, so my sister took me back to the village."

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