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The door opened.

In the courtyard, under the iron pot, the firelight flickered, and the firelight shone through the darkness and reached three feet in front of the door.

Outside the door, a young man with a pale face and a somewhat thin body, and a little girl who was eating a sugar gourd and had appeared before, appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the young man.

If Ye Luo and his party were also here, they would inevitably find that the young village chief in front of the courtyard and the village chief found in the temple beside them looked exactly the same!

Between heaven and earth, are there two people who are exactly the same?

"Ahem......" The young village chief coughed twice, as if he was in some bad health, he also looked at everyone, his face was a little surprised, but also a little stunned and nervous.

He seemed to take two seconds to organize his language and speak, "So many people? We haven't had outsiders in our village for many years. ”

Then, as if in a hurry, he walked into the courtyard and said, "Are you all from the outside world?" My courtyard is simple, and I can't sit down without much entertainment, so you can come with me to the school in our village and sit down first. ”

"What's that, it's nothing to entertain or not, what kind of village are you?" The fat man was vigilant and took the lead in asking.

"Zhangjia Village." The young village chief replied, and then said, "Well, I'll go and get you some bowls, and put some donkey broth, so that you can warm up first." ”

"Hey, don't worry, what's that, what is your village, what is your origin?" The fat man asked again.

"Our village? Our village has existed for many years, what is the specific origin, I don't know, we have lived here for generations, on weekdays by hunting, farming for a living, listen to the old people in the village, our village, has been thousands of years. The young village chief replied.

"Are there many monks in your village? In the Forbidden Demon Beast Forest, hunting? The fat man couldn't help but be surprised, and the eyes of the others were also slightly condensed.

"No, our village is full of mortals, but we lived here in our village in the past, and we know that there are hundreds of miles around, where are the places where powerful beasts live, those are the areas where ordinary beasts live, and we only hunt wild beasts......" The young village chief said the same explanation as the person in the temple who was exactly the same as him.

"Yes, if you are just an ordinary village, how can the monks of the Heavenly Rank Academy die when you go out? Human skin, still here! Han Wenqing, who dominated the library, suddenly spoke coldly.

"This, in our village, has a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years, that is, when it is dark, you must not go out, once you go out after dark, it is possible to encounter a terrifying change.

For thousands of years in our village, very few people went out when it was dark, and as for the cause of the terrifying mutation, our village had spent a lot of time and life to explore, but we didn't get a clue.

Later, because everyone who went out would die, basically no one in our village went out in the dark. The village chief patiently explained.

"Then why did you go out and be safe and sound?" Xingchen Academy, beautiful, simple Ye Crimson, suddenly asked.

"I'm carrying yellow paper money." As he spoke, the village chief took down a cloth bag made of needle and thread from his body, and in the cloth bag, there were some paper money that had been cut out of the outer circle and the inner square, and he continued: "I forgot to say before, if you really want to go out at night, you can sprinkle paper money while walking, so that you will basically not encounter any terrible things, but we basically don't use this method." ”

"Why?" The fat man asked.

"Because it is very difficult to make this kind of yellow paper money, you need to use the best and most tender reeds that grow outside the village, by the stream, and grow in the Qingming Festival, to make paper, cut into paper money, and then bury this paper money under the ashes of the incense burner for seven years, and after that, you need to drop a drop of cow's tears on each paper money before it can be used.

This method is also handed down from our ancestors, and almost no one in our village uses it, unless there is an emergency. The village chief explained.

In the courtyard, the fire continued to burn, the pot was boiling, and the smell of donkey meat filled the entire courtyard.

Is there such a strange custom?

Why can't you go out at night in this village? What is the mutation in the night?

How many points is true of this village chief's words?

"What, since your village can't go out until the last resort, why did you go out today?" The fat man asked again.

"This thing is a little strange to say, I stewed the donkey meat before the sun went down today, and I went out, I originally wanted to go to the butcher's house at the head of the village and invite him to come and drink.

It's just that when I walked to the third mother-in-law's house, I saw a strange donkey and entered the yard, and the strange donkey, after entering the yard, seemed to want to steal an ancient lamp on the stove of the third mother-in-law's house.

As soon as I saw it, I picked up a wooden stick and tried to drive away the donkey who had entered the village from nowhere.

But who knows, the donkey can actually speak, it first said a human word, and then a hoof actually knocked me on the head, knocking me out at the third mother-in-law's house.

Later, when I woke up, it was already dark, and the donkey was gone.

After that, I borrowed some yellow paper money at the third mother-in-law's house, and scattered it all the way back, and then I saw you. As he spoke, the village chief rubbed his head, and there was a red and swollen mark on his forehead, like the mark of a donkey's hoof.

"Male's Gobi, it's really that cheating father's donkey." When the fat man heard this, coupled with the sound of the donkey he heard earlier, he was basically very sure that the donkey who was cheating on him was very likely to be in this village.

Wu Banxian, the nerd and the medicine jar, but they glanced at each other, and there were some silent fluctuations in the depths of their eyes.

"Ahh You, you two, how can you have this thing on you? Curse? Suddenly, the village chief's eyes looked at Situ Yan and Nangong Sheng, and his voice was full of horror.

Tianjie Academy, strong, domineering, domineering Situ Yan and Nangong Sheng, their faces couldn't help but change when they heard the sound, and they couldn't help but follow the village chief's gaze and looked over.

They were amazed to see that on the forearm of their right hand, I don't know when, there was a strange and trembling mark of two red rabbit eyes.

"What's that?" The fat man asked in amazement.

"Is it a curse, you, you two, the cursed one? No, you can't stay in my yard, or all of you will die, quick, the mark of the rabbit's eyes, close quickly, you leave quickly! The village chief became more and more alarmed.

(End of chapter)

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