Yunhu Village is a typical lakeside fishing village in the south.

Rows of houses are built around the lake: at the bottom are cascading stone embankments that protect the houses at high tide.

The houses are supported by wooden pillars that protrude from the water and support the houses above the water.

Fishermen can descend to the near-water platform next to the surface of the water by using a ladder.

At the other end of the house, it is connected to the village by a long trestle.

Of course, there are still some buildings in the village that are not built near the water, but the number of such buildings is much smaller.

Between the buildings on both sides is a passage, about seven or eight meters wide, which is the only road in the village.

Now, Han Wei and Mastiff Jing are walking on this road.

"It's so quiet in the village......" Mastiff Jing looked at the empty houses on both sides, shrunk his neck and muttered, "Weird." ”

"But the soldiers said that there should still be people in the village who haven't left. Han Wei said in confusion, "Could it be that he was mistaken?"

"If that's the case, let's go back to Sister Bai Hua as soon as possible...... Hey, I'm still panicking. ”

"Wait, I smell it. Han Wei suddenly slowed down, "It's the smell of human beings......

Mastiff Jing was very happy: "Then do you smell it and see if it is from the village?"

Han Wei rolled his eyes: "My sense of smell became more sensitive after I went to White Star City, okay!

"Oh yes......"

As he was talking, a woman suddenly stepped out of the corner of the road in front of him.

It was a tall, fat aunt with a fish basket in her hand and a scaling razor in the other.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Han Wei and Mastiff Jing on the road, and he was stunned for a moment.

Han Wei and Mastiff Jing suddenly became happy.

It's an acquaintance!

"Aunt Qiu!" Mastiff Jing waved his hand vigorously at the other party, "It's me, Mastiff Jing!"

Han Wei also smiled and waved his hand.

Who knew that Aunt Qiu threw the basket and knife on the ground at once, and screamed hoarsely: "Ghost!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and ran towards the depths of the village, shouting in horror as he ran: "It's the unjust souls of Han Wei and Mastiff Jing!

"......???" Han Wei and Mastiff Jing were confused.

"Anyway, let's go ahead and explain it. With that, Han Wei chased in the direction of Aunt Qiu.

After a few steps, many houses in the village rushed out of the village, some of them holding instruments made of empty bamboo pipes, some holding instruments similar to copper cymbals, and some simply holding pots and spoons.

They desperately beat and surrounded Han Wei and Mastiff Jing, and everyone was still singing strange tunes with words in their mouths.

"......???" Han Wei and Mastiff Jing are still confused.

After being noisy like this for about seven or eight minutes, Han Wei finally couldn't help it, and he yelled around: "Stop!"

That roar was carrying blood spiritual power, much louder than the usual roar, and as soon as the throat went out, the surrounding chaotic sounds suddenly disappeared.

Han Wei looked at the villagers around him, all of whom were very familiar to him, and he shouted at the crowd, "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?"

People looked at each other.

Whispers were heard from the crowd of villagers.

"It's not like a ghost......"

"yes, yes. ”

"I look very conscious......"

"yes, yes. ”

"I think they have a shadow......"

"yes, yes. ”

The scene was awkwardly silent for a long time.

Just as Han Wei was about to speak again, an old man walked out of the crowd.

The old man was not tall, wearing the short robe worn by fishermen, and the old man's face was white, but his spirit looked very full: "You guys, are you humans or ghosts?"

"Grandpa Han?" "Grandpa the village chief?" Han Wei and Mastiff Jing opened their mouths at the same time.

This old man is the village chief of Yunhu Village, named Han Zheng.

It was he who picked up Han Wei back in swaddling clothes, and gave him a name with his surname: Han Wei.

It can be said that Han Wei survived, and the old man had at least half of the credit.

Han Wei took a step forward and suddenly showed a sly smile: "Grandpa Han, is your egg basket still hidden on the beam?"

The old man jumped back sharply: "You've become a ghost and still worry about my basket of eggs!"

Han Wei suddenly coughed violently......

The old man burst out laughing: "This time I believe you are alive, welcome back, children." ”

As soon as the village chief's voice fell, the surrounding villagers also breathed a sigh of relief and gathered around.

The two teenagers suddenly became enthusiastic and lively again.

These villagers greeted Han Wei and Mastiff Jing enthusiastically, some rubbed their heads, some pinched their faces, and some broke their brains, and stepped on their heels if they couldn't reach them......

By the time the enthusiastic villagers had dispersed, the two teenagers looked like they had just been fished out of a tornado, their hair like a bird's nest blown by the wind......

Han Wei looked sad and indignant: "Is this a welcome or revenge on us?"

The village chief laughed: "Of course you're welcome—you've been missing you for a long time." ”

Mastiff Jing said: "It must be that Han Wei played too many pranks in the village, and now he is being retaliated against by everyone!"

"Oh, for that reason, too. ”

Han Wei: "......"

After greeting the enthusiastic villagers, Han Wei said goodbye to everyone with ten (biting) points (teeth) and opening (cutting) hearts (teeth).

Then the two teenagers followed the village chief back to the village chief's house.

The village chief's house, a little north of the village center, was a beautiful two-story house with wooden pillars painted with clean white paint, making it look clean and dry.

Han Wei entered the room, and the two of them walked to the wall, where a tablet was placed.

The spiritual seat of Han Zheng's wife, Ba Rongfen.

Han Wei respectfully bowed to the spiritual throne a few times: "Grandma, I'm Han Wei, I'm back to see you!"

Mastiff Jing also bowed in a proper manner.

The village chief watched the movements of the two teenagers and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

After the two of them finished worshipping and returned to the table, the old man looked at Han Wei lightly, with a smile on his face: "You are much more honest than before." ”

That's because I changed my soul......

However, this could not be said to the old man, so Han Wei just smiled: "Maybe it's because a lot of things have happened." ”

After listening to Han Wei's explanation, the old man didn't doubt it: "Oh, yes, a lot of things have happened. ”

Mastiff Jing asked: "Grandpa the village chief, speaking of which, why did everyone think that we were ...... when we first entered the village?" Wronged souls?"

The village chief said, "A few days ago, the tribe sent soldiers to the village, so that we know about the retreat, right?"

Han Wei and Mastiff Jing nodded.

The village chief then said, "The people in the village knew that you two boys went to White Star City to test the talent of cultivators, so they asked them if they knew what happened to you, and then those soldiers said......"

The old man paused.

Han Wei hurriedly asked, "Grandpa Han, what did the soldier say?"

The old man spoke slowly: "Say that you two were eaten as sacrifices by the demon god White Star." ”

Two teenagers: "?????"