The crow opened the third eye and tried to kill the maggots with an illusion spell, but I didn't understand why I, as a bystander, also fell into the illusion.

I just closed my eyes, huh?

The Yellow River is turbulent, and the violent erosion of soil sediment has dyed the water a miserable yellow.

Standing on the shore, you can hear a loud and deafening noise, and the ground trembles like ten trains speeding side by side.

I looked at the Yellow River in front of me, and my heart swelled with unprecedented fear, this is the illusion world of the three-eyed crow, it is so real, I pinched the root of my thigh fiercely, and there was a sharp pain in my heart, but the pain could not relieve me, I was still standing on the bank of the Yellow River.

I came in, and I couldn't get out again.

Intense sadness, despair, fear, all kinds of negative emotions enveloped me, rubbed my eyes, and I looked backwards.

Under the sunset, the sky is connected with the river, and the whole body is miserable yellow.

Not far from the shore, there is a small village, sparsely lala, dozens of families, in the afterglow of the setting sun, looks gloomy and dead.

Over the village, a thick ominous sky shrouded it.

This is probably the place where the crow lived before his death.

But I couldn't tell the age from the layout of the surrounding scenes - I didn't see anything to do with modernity, the houses in the village were all made of the most primitive adobe bricks, covered with yellow mud, and the mud was mixed with a lot of dead grass to increase stability.

This is true in every household.

The village is so dilapidated, and outside the village, there are several fields where crops are grown.

But the scenery in the distance is extraordinarily beautiful, with a wild meadow as far as the eye can see, full of yellow rape flowers, and the occasional bee, and a primitive wild smell in the air.

Within a radius of 100 miles, except for this small village, there is no longer the slightest human population, and the wilderness, grassland, and mountains in the distance are extremely quiet.

I walked into the village in fear, trying to find out the whereabouts of the crows and maggots, and in the world of illusions, would they continue to fight?

Turning the whole village down, I didn't see a single figure.

The villagers seemed to be resting, and occasionally they could see the dim candle flame through the paper windows.

I was so scared that my heart was beating wildly, and even the aura in the dantian disappeared.

The world of crow's illusion is so terrifying!

I fled from the village in despair, and it began to get dark, and I wandered aimlessly along the riverbank, in the wilderness full of rape flowers, like a lonely ghost.

The fear of the unknown makes me almost crazy, and maybe, I will be trapped in illusion for the rest of my life, and I will never be able to get out again.

After walking for a long time, there was a faint light of fire in the darkness ahead, and I hurriedly rushed over, only to see a lonely house on the small dirt slope on the shore.

At the door of the house, a bonfire was set up, and by the fire, there were two people, an old man and a young man.

The old man was wearing a tattered tunic, and was talking to the young man next to him.

I sneaked forward, and I heard the old man ask, "Son, we corpse diggers have a saying, what does it mean to call men to bow down and women to look up?" ”

The young man replied respectfully: "The corpse sinks to the bottom of the water, and after about three days, the internal organs are highly decomposed, full of putrid gas, like a balloon, and the skin is swollen and deformed, at this time, the corpse will float to the surface, the male corpse has a small pelvis, little flesh on the buttocks, and the center of gravity is biased to the front of the body, often floating face down, while the female corpse is the opposite, the pelvis is large, and the center of gravity is at the back, so the face is up." ”

"This is the male and female prostrate, grandpa, these most basic knowledge, I learned it when I was a child, you ask over and over again, are you annoying?"

I took a closer look, this young man still had a bit of childishness on his face, it is estimated that he is not yet 20 years old, and he looks so handsome, isn't this ...... Crows when they were young?

That year, the crow still had short hair, wore a "really good" shirt on his upper body, bare feet, and blue coarse cloth pants on his legs.

Soon I found out that I was just a passerby in this world, and in front of my grandparents, I was transparent, and they couldn't see me at all.

I simply sat by the campfire, and Grandpa Crow's slammed his pipe to the ground and asked:

"Son, then I'll test you again, erect a corpse, on your head and feet, only a heavenly spirit is exposed on the water, can you fish?"

The crow blinked his eyes and replied like a stream: "The vertical corpses on the head and feet are mostly flushed, and the corpses are occupied by dirty things, or let the water ghosts possess the body, and soak in the water for a month, they will not rot, and after the tide is low, you can see their footprints walking under the water, a long string, just like walking underwater, but this kind of vertical corpse, with our ability, it is not difficult to salvage." ”

"We're only afraid of a corpse."

"Which?" Grandpa asked.

Crow: "The vertical corpse under the head and feet, only two feet are exposed on the water, this kind of corpse is the most evil!" Whoever touches it dies! It's a big no-no for corpse diggers! ”

Grandpa smiled and asked, "Oh? Why? ”

The crow replied without thinking: "On the head and feet, the yin and yang are reversed, the soul of this kind of corpse does not enter the underworld, does not enter hell, and is trapped at the bottom of the river for many years, tortured by the yin day and night, whoever dares to catch him will be robbed of food with the yin object, and sooner or later he will be killed by the yin object." ”

I carefully looked at the crow of that era, his eyes are so clear, like the bright stars in the night sky, Xu Lele said, eyes are the window of the human heart, I thought, the heart of the crow, must be very kind, otherwise how can you grow such clean eyes?

What happened to him that made him what he is today?

Grandpa continued to ask him: "Then tell me, what are the yin things in the Yellow River?" ”

The crow thought for a while, and replied sharply: "There are the Yellow River Great Immortal, the Yellow River Niangniang, the evil corpse girl, the severed head boy, and the pagoda old demon...... However, among these yin things, only the three-eyed crow is the totem of our corpse fisher, our ancestors have been eating the corpse fisher's meal for more than ten generations, and there are three-eyed crows to protect it, as long as you don't rob the corpse with these yin things, they will not embarrass us. ”

Grandpa hummed and pulled the bonfire with a branch: "There is a big black coffin floating in the river, which contains ten men and ten women, a total of twenty corpses, what is going on?" ”

The crow smiled very beautifully: "That's not a big deal, in this rural area, there has always been a custom of offering boys and girls to the river god, in order to pray for good weather and rain, hoping that there will be no flood, and the high tide will not flood the village, and the coffin will float out of the water, indicating that the river god has not collected them at all." ”

"Why didn't you collect it?"

"How do I know that? I'm not a river god. Raven scratched her head and smirked.

Grandpa's face was more serious than before, and he said in a hoarse voice: "About the evil things of the Yellow River, many of them can't be explained by metaphysical common sense, in addition to water ghosts, yin things, there are also a lot of unnamed things hidden in the river, in 1938, Lao Jiang in order to prevent the Japanese invaders from invading Zhengzhou, exploded the dam at the mouth of the garden, for a time the Yellow River water flowed backwards, drowning an unknown number of people, along with the flood of the embankment, but also rushed up a lot of strange things, underwater resentment is getting stronger and stronger, these years, I am engaged in the corpse fishing business, The various gloomy scenes encountered cannot be described for three days and three nights. ”

The crow lowered his head and thought for a while, and asked, "Grandpa, I heard a saying that there is the Yellow River in the world and the Yellow Spring in the underworld, and there is some connection between these two rivers?" ”