Xia Ji couldn't cry or laugh, this old farmer was too enthusiastic.

However, in his memory, his small family is also a big family in this Xipu City, and with the consideration of finding out one or two, he asked: "Uncle, I remember that there are Xiabai princes and four big families in Xipu City, and it was beautiful at that time, how are they now?"

He used the technique of asking a bunch of questions, and then mixing in what he wanted to know.

The old farmer smiled: "The baby has a big heart, and I want to marry a young lady from a family." ”

Xia Ji was speechless... How can anything be pulled in this direction?

The old farmer didn't dwell on it, and continued: "The two families are still there, this Bai family has committed a taboo, it's a bad ghost..."

Speaking of the ghost, he looked at the sky.

The sun was shining, and his body and forage were warm, so he continued: "That tragic situation is terrible, the family is neatly lined up, and they died in the courtyard, and the look on their faces is terrifying. ”

Xia Ji's heart skipped a beat: "What about the Xia family?"

The old farmer said: "The little son of the Xia family ran away, the head of the family was already in poor health, and this anger turned out to be a recurrence of the old disease and had already entered the ground, but the little boy still has a sister."

It's a pity that I was stimulated, I became a nervous disorder, my brain was not normal, and I left the city a long time ago, and I don't know where to go.

These are all things of the past, and it's really miserable to think about it now. ”

Xia Ji frowned.

The old farmer began to talk about other things again, but suddenly found that there was no response, and when he turned his head, he saw that the young man in the car had disappeared at some point.

The old farmer's heart thumped, Nima, you won't meet a ghost, right?

Ran out in broad daylight?

And this time, Xia Ji was already more than ten miles away.

The young man carried a hat on his back, holding a black umbrella, the peach blossoms followed the long wind, crossed the ancient and dilapidated town, flying all over the sky, the sound of young men and women laughing and laughing, the young man boasted of his bravery, and the girl giggled and followed closely.

Xia Ji stepped into this small city alone and followed his memory to the door of the Xia family.

The courtyard was deserted, and there were barren weeds growing in the courtyard, and I remembered that a peach tree that could hunt peaches was surrounded by flower petals.

Xia Ji's mind flashed the scene of himself and Xia Tian grabbing peaches to eat.

He took a few steps inside, the hall was dark, the shadows smelled old, and he looked sideways at the desk, which was already full of ashes, and the paperweight was long gone, except for an empty, worthless long wooden table.

At that time, he seemed to be sitting face-to-face with Xia Tian, and his serious father was holding a ring ruler, supervising the two of them to practice calligraphy, and the scolding sound was born from memory.

Keep going.

A piece of paint on the wall, which is whiter than the surroundings, evokes a memory.

This is when Xia Ji was a child, he scribbled on the wall and drew a big turtle, and then his father was so angry that he called the two children and asked who did it.

At that time, Xia Ji was a little panicked, and Xia Tian walked out directly and said, "I painted it."

Her father hit her ten times with a ring ruler, and her palms were red and swollen that day, and she couldn't even grasp the chopsticks tightly.

Later, someone was found to repaint it, so it was whiter than the surroundings.

Continuing on, there was a small pond in the backyard, and the pond had dried up, but back then, the siblings were catching fish, tadpoles, and many children of the same size in the same area.

This backyard holds many memories.

For example, the sky lantern in the New Year, the fireflies in midsummer, the peach blossoms in spring, the dead leaves in late autumn...

Too many memories poured into Xia Ji's mind.

Although these memories did not affect him, they made him feel real.

The world is real.

The people here are also real, flesh and blood.

"Xia Tian is crazy, missing?"

The young man exuded a cold smell, and the culprits of all this were the woman who seduced him back then, as well as Miyahisa.

This revenge will be avenged.

That woman should be the retinue that Gong Jiu received from the six prefectures and three states, right?

Breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Ji put on his hood, pulled it down, and began to ask Xia Tian about his whereabouts around.

He brought a lot of silver with him, and gave a silver bean casually, and the residents of Xipu City and countryside knew everything and said everything.

There are many neighbors around, and he still has an impression, but he can't show up.

After asking around, although these people thought that this young man wearing a pocket and covering his face was mysterious, but for the sake of money, they still told everything they knew.

Xia Ji stood outside a small path in a farmland, weeded out the useless, and then began to sort out the information.

"The Bai family suffered from ghosts, Xia Tian went crazy three days later, and then ran out from the north gate. ”

"The people in Zhuangjia Village in Beidi didn't see Xia Tian appear, which means that Xia Tian bypassed the inhabited village. ”

"This year's snow is particularly strange, with the first place to fall in Xipu City, and then all the way north, the snow gets heavier. ”

"Orion in the mountains, I vaguely saw a woman walking in the blizzard. ”

"And in the early winter, I had a strange premonition at the border of Weiyan, as if someone was spying on me.

But that's not malicious snooping...

Could it be Xia Tian?"

Xia Ji took a few steps, "According to the limited information, it can be known that Xia Tian's madness is likely to be related to the Bai family's encounter with ghosts and tragic deaths, and the time must be too coincidental."

Second, if this is the case, how can a person who is crazy consciously avoid Zhuangjia Village, which is almost inevitable to the north? This shows that Xia Tian is probably not crazy.

Anyway, let's go to the Bai family first. ”

Xia Ji still attaches great importance to this blood relative, not to mention that in the residual obsession of the body, the status of the sister is also very important.

He pulled down his hood and walked straight down the narrow country road of the farmland.

People like him are very strange in a small town, and many children playing in the fields and passers-by will look at him curiously.

Soon, Xia Ji stood in front of the equally barren Bai family.

The scale of Baifu is not small, but at this time, a big seal has been affixed to the copper door.

The word "forbidden" in the red pen is extremely dazzling and ominous.

There is a dark-toned environment in the crack of the door, and you can vaguely see the door of the main hall creaking in the wind, which is very desolate.

Xia Ji directly climbed over the wall, and after entering, a cold breath rose, the sun was cold, and the air was a little stagnant.

But those cold breaths suddenly sensed something, and quickly dissipated.

Xia Ji seemed to have walked into an ordinary abandoned mansion, and there were still a lot of blood stains in the courtyard, after all, the bodies of the Bai family were placed here at that time.

After all, according to my previous understanding, in a place like Old Tongzhou, it is likely that the dragon qi is extremely thin, or it is simply gone... This is the starting point for the breeding of ghosts and the coming of hell.

Hades?"

Xia Ji frowned and walked around.

He had a lot of things on his shoulders, and he knew deep down that none of this was a game or a dream.

Although the grudge somehow sees him as one of his kind, he has to make a choice.

When his eyes were raised, he suddenly saw several human-shaped bloodlines on the walls of the Bai family, which had already formed blood, with a cracked dark red, and he could vaguely know how the people of the Bai family were struggling, painful, and crying and wailing at that time...

Ghosts are rampant, hell is empty, and the world is regarded as fish and meat, and there is no taboo, how can there really be no heroes in this world?

The young man felt a kind of reluctance and anger in his heart, and after a few more steps, his loose fists suddenly clenched.

Tight seems to be able to crush this troubled world.

Crush all the mess.