Looking at the buried bodies and the tombstones erected one by one, appearing in this beautiful landscape, Yue Lixin was very uncomfortable. And the better news is that the painter is finally willing to say something about Shuhua.

On the morning of the second day, Yue Li looked at the busy people outside, and wanted to help, but was stopped by Song Shu.

"I'm willing to say it, the painter spoke."

Song Shu was obviously a little excited, yes, that girl was obviously involved in a lot of things, and there should be a lot of secrets in it.

A few people came to the house, and the painter told her everything she knew.

It turned out that all this couldn't escape Mo Chen's person after all.

Ten years ago, this town was not actually called Lin Jiaao, but Taoxian Village, the name of which was changed after the real Shuhua lost its memory. And the Shu painting that has been modified from memory has always thought that it has been like this since childhood.

Now the people in this village are all confined here, and they are all poisoned by worms, and no one dares to go out at all. Due to the effects of the drug, after a long time, they all forgot their previous memories and lived here permanently.

The painting girl may be the only villager in Xiantao Village who has the original memory, and her name is Shuyuan.

Shu Hua's body actually lives two souls, one is the medical maid, and the other is the child she picked up, that is, Shu Hua.

"Oh?" When they heard this, several people were amazed, and there was something strange about the situation.

Jin Shi was thoughtful.

"The forbidden art of the Gongsun family, the real great sacrifice."

Ye Qin was the first to speak.

The previous legends about this forbidden art turned out to be made up by everyone, and the real forbidden art is far more terrible and cruel than the fiction.

My sister-in-law, her father, and my brother only came to this village four years ago.

When the three of them first arrived, the villagers were very welcoming to them. Everyone didn't see the strangeness of the relationship between these people at all, in fact, it was Shuyuan who first noticed that something was wrong.

Shuyuan was originally a medical girl in the capital, and her father's family opened a somewhat prestigious medicine hall. Originally, her father planned to marry her to the right family, but he fell in love with his painting father who came to study medicine but had no talent.

Because of the family's obstruction, the two of them had already planted their love roots, so they fled to this Xiantao Village. On the mountain, I picked up a real painting that had been abandoned.

Because except for Daddy Gu, no one else here knows how to heal, so Shuyuan naturally became a famous doctor in Xiantao Village.

One day, when he walked to the thatched cottage where those people lived, Shuyuan smelled a very strong and red fragrance of flowers, which was also accompanied by a hint of medicinal herbs.

In the doctor's curiosity, Shuyuan knocked on the door, but there was no sound inside.

"Shouldn't it?"

Shu Yuan was a little curious, because the girl and his senior brother had said it. Their master was in poor health and had a serious illness, and now he could not speak, and he had some difficulty walking. However, because I am in a wheelchair, I am still able to move around normally.

I saw the two children riding out of the village before, so Shu Yuan was worried that something had happened to the old man himself in the house.

Immediately, Shu Yuan opened the door, and the scene inside really stunned Shu Yuan.

The house is covered with redbuds, and they grow very tall. She knew that it was just an ordinary flower and plant, and she often saw it. But the redbuds here are unusually huge.

She covered her open mouth with her hand, and followed the vine stem to find that the root of the flower was actually in the old man's body. His eyes were blood-red, but there was no sound, like a statue.

Shu's round legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

She couldn't believe what was in front of her, but she couldn't scream anymore because of the fright, and she crept carefully to the old man's feet, but he didn't respond.

Shuyuan, who slowly eased up, stretched out his hand to probe his snort, but unexpectedly, there was no breathing.

Shu Yuan was even more bold, she felt the old man's pulse, but it didn't beat, it was clearly a dead man.

Shuyuan was already stunned by the sight in front of her, and she wanted to run out of the house, but before she could move her steps, she heard the sound of wheezing outside.

There was no way, Shuyuan hid behind the old man, fortunately, the room was covered by flower petals, if the people who came didn't deliberately look for her, they shouldn't have found her.

"Squeak!"

The door was opened.

It was the woman's senior brother, and what he was carrying on his shoulders was his junior sister, the girl named Wu. Apparently the girl had passed out.

He lay her down on the table, and with his hands under the table, the table turned into a sink. Shu Yuan, who was watching everything from behind, almost screamed.

It was the man who walked out the door, and soon the woman's cry was heard, but it was fleeting. It's his daughter, it's Shuhua, and when the man comes in, Shuyuan recognizes his daughter at once.

What was this man going to do, just when Shuyuan was about to rush out, a bauhinia vine tightly wrapped around her body, and her mouth was sealed and she couldn't speak. She looked along the veins, as if she were sticking out from behind the old man in front of her.

Is he saving himself? Shuyuan guessed.

Seeing that the man over there took out a knife from his arms and cut it at Shuhua's chest in the sink, Shuyuan hurriedly closed his eyes, but he still couldn't help the surprise in his heart and opened his eyes to see.

It's just strange that the woman's chest did not shed a drop of blood, but her face had turned pale, as if a red bead on her chest was sucking her blood.

At this moment, the man suddenly grabbed the fainting belt painting next to her and lifted her wrist. Do you want to let your own daughter's blood go now? Shuyuan kept struggling, but the vines were getting closer and closer, and she couldn't move at all.

"The two perfect Chiyang bodies are really eye-opening, and they were actually found by my Mochen."

The man said himself.

Shu Yuan also found out later by reading ancient books that Chiyang's body refers to the body of a woman who is left at noon, and the color of her eyes is taken away by the sun and she can't see the color clearly, and the daughter she picked up is like this.

Sure enough, Shuhua's wrist was cut, and seeing that his daughter's blood flowed into the blood trough little by little, Shuyuan was so grieved that she fainted.

When she woke up, the people in the village were gone.

And his daughter was gone, he couldn't see anyone, and when he was desperate, a woman's voice sounded behind him.

"There's one more."

Shuyuan turned her head, it was the woman named Wu, how did she wake up, hadn't she been killed?

Behind her was the man, her senior brother, who looked at him coldly and slowly walked in front of her.

Shu Yuan sat on the ground, thinking, it seems that he has finally escaped death.

She accepted her fate and closed her eyes, and suddenly stopped the woman from speaking.

"A-Niang, A-Niang."

It was a woman's voice, it was her own painting, and Shuyuan hurriedly opened her eyes.

The voice came from the woman's mouth.

The man turned his head, thought for a moment, and raised his hand to knock himself unconscious.

Regarding the memories of Xiantao Village, Shuyuan knows this.