There were a few stars sparsely hung in the sky, and the moon was hidden behind the thick clouds, so it was impossible to see whether it was round or absent, and only a reddish moon halo could be seen on the edge of the thick clouds.

There was such a complete village in the "Linglong Array", and there were many people living there, which made Mo Xingran feel a little uneasy.

The few words of the peasant woman sounded fine at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, it made him feel even more upset in his heart.

From the words of the peasant woman, it can be vaguely guessed that the people here do not seem to know where the canyon is, otherwise they would not say that they are from the canyon, at least a specific place. Moreover, he had just taken a closer look at the dress of the peasant woman and the other villagers, although it was not much different from the human villages on the Continent of the Later Divine Age, but he saw a mill next to the stove of the peasant woman's house...

"What about people?" cried Bamboo.

Wuge knocked on the door that was pushed open by the bamboo: "Excuse me, is there anyone?"

There was a dark, musty smell in the house, and no one responded for a long time.

She turned her head and poked Mo Xingran, who was a little absent-minded, with her finger with some disgust: "No one." ”

Mo Xingran looked up at the tile house at this time, walked in with long legs, Wuge and Zhuzi looked at each other, and quickly followed him.

There was a half-circle of fences on both sides of the main house's door, but strangely enough, the fence was not a circle, but it was just scribbled out of the door, and then it was gone...

They entered through the main entrance of the main house, and when they entered, they found that there was a front door and a back door, and a shabby curtain hung on the back door, and it seemed that there was a courtyard and several other rooms in the back.

The main room where Wuge and the others were located was mostly tattered furniture, and there was a wooden table in the middle of the hall, which seemed to have been used for a long time, and there were a lot of old oil stains accumulated on it. There was a lit candle on the table, and only one root was left, and the candle tears dripped on the table and gathered into a pile.

The wind blew through the hall, the candle flame was a little trance, Wuge seemed to remember something, she looked back at the peasant woman who had given them directions not far away, and saw that she was still sitting by the stove, looking at them with a smile, and seemed to nod.

"Childe, I'll go to the back to see if there's anyone, you can rest for a while, it's been a day. Bamboo said to Mo Xingran obediently and sensibly.

Mo Xingran nodded: "You go, but be careful, don't just mess into other people's houses, I'll ask the peasant woman just now." ”

Wuge didn't assign a task to himself, and asked a little reluctantly: "What about me? What am I doing?"

Mo Xingran looked back at her eyes and asked very solemnly, "Did you bring that sachet?"

"What sachet?" Wu Ge felt that this person was always inexplicable when he spoke.

She was looking at him with a puzzled expression, only to see Mo Xingran suddenly reach out to her waist and grope, as if she was about to reach into the hem of her clothes.

"Deng's disciple!" Wuge raised his hand to hit him, but he didn't expect him to raise his other hand and hold Wuge's hand tightly: "You wait here obediently, close the front door and the back door, you check in the house to see if there are any injuries, and I will be back soon." His eyes sparkled with beautiful stars.

Wuge looked at his deep eyes, as if he had been evil, and the ghost made a god nod his head.

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After Mo Xing Dye and Zhu Zi set off separately, Wu Ge paced back and forth in front of the wooden table in the house, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, what kind of sachet did this Mo Xing Dye carry properly, and asked her to check if there were any injuries on her body, can she not know if she has any injuries on her body?

She sat down on the stool, looking at the faint candle flame on the table, and couldn't figure out why.

Suddenly, she heard something that seemed to come from the back door, and she suddenly left all the words that Mo Xingran explained, hurriedly opened the back door, lifted the curtain, and shouted outside: "Bamboo, is there something wrong?"

In the middle of the night, there was no movement in the yard, only a few chickens and ducks in the yard fluttering on the ground.

This backyard is also a little strange, there is a well in the yard, it seems to have dried up, the yard is circled with mud to build a low wall, the height of the wall is to the waist of the person, there is no door, I don't know what this half-high wall can block in addition to chickens and ducks, I'm afraid that even the wind can't block it.

There are several tiled houses in the courtyard in a row, high and low, one of them is short, it is estimated that it is difficult for Wuge to enter the door straight, and there are two tall rooms, which are really ridiculously tall, and they are about to catch up with the tall trees in the village.

Now, Wu Ge looked through the window into this row of strangely shaped rooms, all of which were pitch black, and there were no candles.

Wuge felt very strange, she just saw the little bamboo come to the backyard, it's been so long, even if the others haven't found it, how can even the little bamboo be gone.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "sparse noise" in a high room next to the dry well, which seemed to be the sound of the iron frame falling to the ground, Wuge tiptoed to the door of the high house, she squatted under the window, the window was already moth-eaten and a little rotten, and there was a broken bowl on the windowsill, which should be usually used to drink water. The window is made of paper, and it seems that the window paper can be broken with a slight dip in a finger and a slight poke of saliva.

Wuge did so with this in mind, she poked a little eye in the window paper lightly, and leaned her head into the hole to look in.

The inside of the room was dark, and I couldn't see the layout and structure of the inside, but I could only vaguely see that there were tables and cabinets, and there seemed to be a bed a little further inside.

At this time, there was a woman's low and tactful voice in the room, vaguely mixed with the man's hoarse roar.

Wuge faintly felt that there was a chill behind her, as if someone was staring at her, and she was about to turn around, when a whispered conversation between men and women came from the room, and the man's deep voice sounded: "If we can succeed this time, then the days after that will be much better." ”

The woman's voice was like a sponge that had absorbed enough water: "It's not that simple, the rest of the people are okay to say, but the ones in the Nine Heavens are not so easy to fool." Shi Chuan, if we want to be above board, then we must succeed this time, and if we don't succeed, we will become benevolent, do you understand?"

As soon as I heard the Nine Heavens, Wu Ge recalled that these two voices were so familiar.

Out of curiosity, Wuge moved left and right, wanting to see who the person inside was, but found that the other side of the bed seemed to be stuck in the blind corner of the line of sight, and Wuge dipped his hand in some saliva, trying to make the hole in the window paper bigger.

She was busy working, and after a fine ** came from the house, the man's voice sounded again: "If it really doesn't work, you can only pull a few cushions, Ran Ling, you also know this..."

Wuge was shocked when she heard "Ran Ling", if I remember correctly, it seems that the woman who looks like a snake spirit Xiaoqing on the boat today is called "Ran Ling", as if the princess of the Nine Heavens still calls her a "second sister-in-law", so what does what she means, is the man in this room the second prince?

Frightened, Wuge accidentally touched the broken bowl on the windowsill, "Bang", the sound of the broken bowl falling to the ground and shattering was very harsh.

"Who?" the man's voice said with horror and anger.

Ran Ling in the room was disheveled, her body was trembling a little at this time, and she whispered to the man: "You, you go and have a look, if necessary...", she put her hand on her neck and made a gesture.

Wuge outside the house didn't look good, turned around and was about to run, but at this moment, the wooden door of the room behind him made a "squeak" sound, Wuge turned back in horror, the person who walked out from behind the wooden door was not the second prince of the Nine Heavens, but the purple-robed man who woke her up on the boat today...

Wuge's hands trembled a little, she stood still, thinking in her heart that everyone was coming together, if she insisted that she didn't hear anything, didn't see anything, they shouldn't do anything to her, besides, there are ink star dyeing and bamboo...

She was holding on to luck, and her whole body was trembling: "You, have you seen the bamboo? He, he..."

I saw that the purple-robed man's face was gloomy like a piece of iron, his eyes were ruthless, and his steps approached Wuge step by step.

Wuge's legs were a little disobedient, she shook her head and waved her hand as she retreated: "I didn't hear anything..."

The purple-robed man's gaze was like that of a beast of prey, and he pressed forward step by step, without saying a word.

"I really didn't see anything, really, really. Wuge was forced to the wall by the purple-robed man.

The purple-robed man suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, and pinched Wuge's neck with one hand, she couldn't breathe and couldn't speak, Wuxing's feet slapped the air desperately, her face was purple, and she was dying.

I only heard the man's voice with a desperate viciousness: "Kill one first, I wanted to strangle you to death on the boat at that time, it was your life, but now..."

Wuge's eyes widened, and her hands used all her strength to break the man's hand that was holding her neck.

Suddenly, Wuge's face showed an expression of more horror than before, and she stared directly behind the purple-robed man...

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When Mo Xingran came out of the broken tile house, he went straight to the peasant woman's house where he had shown them the way, but when he hurried there, he found that the peasant woman was no longer at the stove and the door was closed.

He locked the door of the peasant woman's house for a long time, but no one opened it for him, thinking that the peasant woman might have gone out, but didn't she just enthusiastically let them stay at her house tonight?

Mo Xingran walked around the stove of the peasant woman's house, the pots and pans, the rice, oil and salt were all ready, and there were even cut vegetables, the firewood under the stove was still burning, and the oil in the pot began to smoke.

Mo Xingran's gaze swept around, and finally landed on the "grinding" that he had just noticed.

He clearly remembered that when the peasant woman spoke today, she sat on this "mill" naturally, and Mo Xingran was very surprised at that time, but her face was still light.

In this post-god era of gods and Buddhas, the mortals who eat by the land are the most reverent ghosts and gods, and they worship the stone mill as the "green dragon", and sit on the grinding plate as the "green dragon head", which will offend the gods.

However, the peasant woman sat on the millstone very naturally, except for the explanation that the villagers in the Linglong array did not believe in gods, Buddhas and demons, and the other explanation was that the peasant woman's family did not rely on farming to make a living, but had other livelihoods.

But after thinking about it, everything in this "exquisite array" is very weird, and everything may not be as he thinks.

Mo Xingran saw that the delay had been a little long, and remembered Wuge and Bamboo that were still in the tile house, and turned around to walk towards the tile house.

"Bench, didn't this person we met at the entrance of the village just now?" At some point, a dirty child appeared next to Mo Xingran, holding the cloth ball in one hand, pointing at him with the other, tilting his head and saying to the other boy beside him.

"Alas, no, no, the table, you haven't been beaten and your skin is itchy, and our father will not hack us to death when he sees it in a while. With that, he tugged and dragged the boy who called the table and was about to leave.

Mo Xingran turned around, looked down at the two little children pulling and pulling in front of him, and asked, "Do you know where the peasant woman who lives here has gone?"

"Yes. ”

"I don't know. ”

The two children answered in unison, but the answers were very different.

"Bench, don't drag me, I'm going to let you rip off my clothes. The boy who called the table was full of impatience on his immature little face, he pulled his shirt and said with a fierce face: "If you drag me again, you don't need our father to come, I will kill you now, do you believe it or not?"

The bench suddenly didn't dare to speak, there was some fear in his eyes, he stomped his foot in discouragement, turned his face and left alone.

"What are you asking, oh, by the way, Aunt Xiao of this family, she should be going to work. The table rubbed his dirty little nose and looked up at Mo Xingran.

"It's so late, going to work?" Mo Xingran was obviously a little suspicious of what the little dirty boy said, and besides, the peasant woman was in such a hurry that she couldn't even bother to extinguish the fire.

"Isn't this the time to go, when is the time to go?"

"And what did she do?"

"It should be that Batian is back, and he should be Yingbatian. The table pouted and thought for a moment.

"Yingbatian, what is Batian?" Mo Xingran asked as he squatted down, Jun's face full of doubts, and he grabbed the two small arms of the table.

The table shook his arm vigorously, threw the cloth ball on the ground, and shouted: "Alas, I said, you are a fool, don't you know what Batian is? Do you know when you eat?"

Mo Xingran was stunned when he heard this, only to hear the table shouting and saying: "If you offend Batian, let alone eat, the lives of the whole village will have to be compensated!"