I thought it was Zhong Bai, but it wasn't until a cold voice sounded, "Don't go!" ”

I jerked my head back.

Then, trembling as he looked at the slender figure dressed in black behind me, and Zhong Bai next to him was not surprised at all.

"I saw him when I was on the boat." Zhong Bai glanced at Ye Siming, who suddenly appeared, and smiled indifferently.

The previous strong winds have capsized our ship alone.

Zhong Bai told me that before he saw this black island, he saw Ye Siming standing on the bow of the boat in the storm.

I have so much to say to him.

But Ye Siming didn't let me ask him at this time, he said, "Follow me!" ”

With that, Ye Siming turned around and walked over to the other side of the island.

The back of the island was no different from the front, still full of colorful flowers, but on the black stones, I saw a lot of corpses.

Ye Siming led me to a dry stone.

The corpse had lost its moisture, and the bewitching flowers grew out of the corpse, because the blooming flowers obscured the outline of the corpse, and I couldn't see it clearly.

But the corpse was dressed and it felt very familiar to me.

I frowned, bent down and gently brushed away the flowers that bloomed on the corpse's face, revealing a withered and somewhat rotting face.

The flowers did not grow next to the corpse, but directly through the corpse, growing out of the mouth, eyes, and skull, making the whole corpse badly deformed.

But despite this, I could still faintly see the face of the corpse, which had been somewhat distorted, and my hand seemed to have been stung by a bee, and I hurriedly retracted it.

I was frightened in my heart, and then subconsciously looked back at the old lame Tan who was lying next to the waterhole drinking spring water in the distance, and felt that his head was blank.

Because this corpse is him. All right

Old Cripple Tan, he's already dead!?

hiss

I took a cool breath.

Turning my head to look at Ye Siming, my eyes were full of doubt.

"What the hell is going on?" I was completely stunned, and my first thought at that time was that the old lame Tan who brought us later was fake.

But as soon as the idea came to me, I dismissed it.

Because it can't be, he did come here, otherwise he wouldn't have brought us here.

But the body was indeed his.

I looked away at the corpses lying on the black rocks around me, some of them had been completely dissolved, and only the remains of human bones remained, and the flowers had grown out of the bones.

Those skeletons, like nutrients.

Ye Siming said solemnly: "He has been unresolved because he is too obsessed in his heart, and he has become a wangjin spirit. ”

I asked what is Wangjin Ling?

Zhong Bai explained to me that in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, the country was in constant turmoil, and many young soldiers were separated from their wives on the battlefield as soon as they got married, and these soldiers either died on the battlefield or settled in a foreign land.

And their wives look forward to the return of their husbands every day, and what they do every day is to look at the place where their husbands have left.

These young wives are likely to die without waiting for their husbands, and when they die, they will have an obsession in their hearts that they will continue to wait for their husbands even if they become ghosts.

In ancient times, the direction of the soldiers' battle was usually in the direction of "Tsu", so these ghosts would always look in the direction of "Tsu", unaware of their death, until finally their souls were scattered.

Later, people called the ghosts who were full of obsessions in their hearts, and even if they turned into ghosts, they didn't know that they were dead, and continued to do things according to their obsessions.