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At the same time that the crazy old man fell to the ground, suddenly there were thick clouds over the village, lightning and thunder, and seeing the wind and rain coming, the people in the village ran to their wooden houses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Will he really be right?"

"It's just crazy talk, carry him back, quick."

The wind rolls up the sand and gravel on the ground, hitting the hot pain on the face, this kind of weather is rare, there are many mountains here, the village is built according to the mountain, there are many trees in the mountain, the wind has a slowing effect, the weather suddenly changes, and suddenly people have some associations.

The two carried the unconscious old man to the ground, came to a dilapidated wooden house, kicked it away with their feet, and a musty smell came out of it, no matter how much, they just carried it in and threw it on the bed and turned away, no one wanted to have anything to do with such a person, so as not to cause bad luck.

The lightning streaked, the sound of horses' hooves on the path, and three carriages galloped forward, which is rare, this kind of remote place, which is rarely passed by in normal times, now three carriages came at once.

"Find a village to shelter from the rain first."

"Okay."

There was a red-faced man sitting in front of the carriage, the whip was open, and the speed of the war horse was accelerated, it was Lin Feng and others who came from the capital, almost non-stop along the way, except for the war horse resting and replenishing supplies, almost all of them were on the way, not only Lin Feng was in a hurry, but the three ghosts of Miao Jiang also wanted to send the Lingzhi back quickly.

"There's a stockade there."

This kind of wild place, there are often wild beasts infested, in order to survive, most of the people live in groups, elect a few people of high moral respect as the steward in the village, the people here are simple, the relationship between the villagers is extremely harmonious, who has something to do, the whole village will come to help.

Even if it is the person who talks crazy all day long, someone will still send a little food to the past on weekdays, and at this time lying in the dark and broken wooden house, his eyes are wide open, staring at the roof, the whole person is curled up, and his mouth keeps shouting, "Don't come, don't come, I didn't kill it, I didn't kill it." ”

The shouts were completely drowned out by the sound of wind and rain, and even in normal times, no one would care about what a person who had been crazy for more than ten years said.

The sound of horses' hooves, the raindrops kept falling, and the sound of hitting the carriage sounded, "Phew! The carriage rushed into the village, and the red-faced man's arm snapped away, and the two horses stopped.

At this moment, there was a creak, and the door of the nearest wooden house was pushed open, and by the light it was an old man, who should not be young, wearing the clothes peculiar to this area, and the bright patterns on it, all designed to deal with wild beasts.

In the world of wild beasts, the more ferocious the beasts, the more vivid the patterns on their bodies, and the people who have lived here for generations have gradually discovered these characteristics, so when they go out hunting, they will paint their faces and bodies in various colors, which later evolved into a custom that everyone believes that painting this unique color will bless people from illness and avoid disaster.

"Old man, can you borrow a night in the stockade?" The red-faced man jumped out of the carriage, spoke the unique language of the area, and gestured with his hand from time to time, and it did save a lot of trouble to have three people with him, especially for the customs of this area, some things are taboo, once you offend, the whole village will regard you as an enemy.

The old man frowned, and looked at these people in front of him by the light of lightning, the clothes on his body were different from the people here, he should not be from here, and his head was already wet with rain at this time.

"Come in."

There are a total of three wooden houses of all sizes, choose a larger one, Tang Niu picked up Liu Erniang and took a big stride, his head was lowered as much as possible, and Li Xiu'er on the side held the rain gear brought from the capital, and entered the wooden house, where there was a stove and utensils for boiling water, and it kept steaming outward.

"This girl?"

"I'm sick, can the old man borrow hot water?"

"Of course you can, when you're old, you can do whatever you want."

"You're alone?"

The old man sighed, "It turned out to be a family, and the son took people to the jungle and didn't come back, so he could only guard his grandson to live, and then the grandson grew up and wanted to go to Daddy, and he left with a few people a few days ago." After the old man finished speaking, the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper, for everyone here, the jungle located in the depths of the mountains was like a demon and a monster, and no one who went in could come back, except for the crazy man, of course.

"How long have you been gone?"

"It's been seven or eight days." The old man sighed again after speaking.

Everyone gathered around the stove, bursts of white gas rose from their bodies, and the rain was quickly dried by the fire, Li Xiu'er took out a little medicinal herb and put it in hot water, boiled it for a while and poured it into the wooden bowl she brought with her, and fed it carefully to Liu Erniang, who could only drink a little at a time.

"What a beautiful girl, it's distressing to be sick, you guys rest first." The old man took one look, pushed the hut open and returned to his house.

A lightning bolt flashed, and at this time, only Lin Feng and his party were left in the wooden house, and when they entered this area, the expressions on the faces of the three ghosts of Miao Jiang became solemn, and they walked all the way, checking left and right from time to time, judging from their expressions, they should be worried about being discovered by someone.

What kind of injury did that person suffer, he needed a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum as a medicine, it is conceivable that the injury must not be light, the ability of the three ghosts is not weak, and who was seriously injured, these things Miao Jiang The three ghosts did not want to mention, Lin Feng could only guess in his heart, everyone had their own secrets that they did not want to say.

After eating dry food simply, everyone leaned against the wall and fell asleep, the rain weakened, suddenly, a man's miserable scream sounded, Lin Feng opened his eyes, Tang Niu and others also woke up, the screams did not stop, and they were particularly terrible at night, the strange thing is that the whole village was dead and quiet, judging from the scale, there should be hundreds of people in the village, and at the moment when the screams sounded, no one came out to check.

Lin Feng stood up, the voice should have come from the room below, his hand had just touched the wooden door, and a loud voice came from behind him, "Lord Lin, there are rules here, and someone will naturally take care of something if something happens." ”

Lin Feng's arm was lowered, and the screams still didn't stop, one thing was for sure, this kind of scream was somewhat similar to the screams of fear before people were hit by sharp weapons and died, but they were also a little different, the sound was longer, and it was also more miserable, and the sound seemed to come from the whole body.

The wooden house was in front, and with the light of lightning looming, no one knew what was going on inside, and because of the special rules in this area, Lin Feng could only give up the idea of going out to check.

As the day dawned, the people in the village walked out one after another, and laughter followed, compared to the screams last night, the calmness shown by the villagers at this time was really incomprehensible.

"It's important to hurry."

"Okay."

Everyone got up one after another, Li Xiu'er packed up the baggage she carried, which contained clothes, dry food and carefully wrapped medicinal herbs, carried it on her shoulders, and pulled the prominent position with both hands, the weight should not be light.

The wooden door opened, and the old man did not see last night, and he should always say thank you by the grace of dripping water, Chang Da stepped forward and patted the door panel, but there was no sound inside, and the door creaked and opened by itself.

"I'm afraid I'm already out."

"Let's go."

As soon as the carriage started, a black shadow suddenly rushed out diagonally, and the red-faced man hurriedly grabbed the horse rope, and almost at the same time, the broken crockpot in the other party's hand splashed at the red-faced man.

"Be careful!"

The sudden change protruded, and the two people behind the carriage could only remind them that it was too late to help, and no one would have thought that they would be attacked in such a remote village.

The yellow-green water hit the red-faced man head-on, and some of it splashed on his face, followed by a burst of maniacal laughter, "He's dead, he's dead." ”

The red-faced man looked helpless, and a bad smell came to his nose, it was not poison at all, but human urine.

"Uncle Li, don't go crazy."

In the shouting, several people approached quickly, and also found three carriages, looking at them with curious eyes, and one of them stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, he's a madman." ”

"The devil who broke into the stockade, the curse is opened, and from now on, everyone will die here, ah, ah." The mad old man suddenly lay on the ground, and his mouth made an ah-ah scream, the sound exactly the same as the one he had heard last night.

It was only at this time that last night's puzzle was finally solved, a man who went crazy, and he was so mad that screams like last night must have sounded in the stockade countless times, and everyone was used to it, just like the story of the wolf, which is a unique mode of thinking of people.

The red-faced man wiped his face and spit on his face, who made himself unlucky, it was important to hurry, and he arched his hand, "The grace of last night's acceptance, I will report it another day, please let us go." ”

"Dead man, dead man."