Out of the inn, the morning of Taiping Town is like a mountain village in reality, and the scenery is quiet in the full. The narrow streets are very few pedestrians. Occasionally, when he met a person, he also lowered his eyebrows, looked panicked, and his eyes flickered.

Zhou Qi knew that this was all caused by Ye Wanqiu. In a small place, 5 people died in a row within a few days, and they were concentrated in one household. The result is inevitably panic.

Walking out of the town from the exit at the other end of the road, Zhou Qi did not walk on the dirt road connecting the official road, but according to the description of the shopkeeper, he crossed a small bluestone bridge near a river bay a mile away, and turned to Xiaohe Village.

With his current footsteps, these ten miles are just a few miles away. In order not to be shocking, Zhou Qi lowered the hat on his head. Slowed down near the entrance of the village. Slowly walked towards the village.

A small village of dozens of families, scattered on a hillside. A clear stream flows slowly down from the top of the hill and passes through the doorsteps of the village. It merges into a dark river not far away. This is probably why Xiaohe Village got its name from this.

Zhou Qi inquired about the place where Ye Wanqiu lived before his death from the mouth of the child who got up early in the morning to graze. Following the direction he had guided, we soon came to a small col at the back of the village. In the middle of a meadow, there are three cottages in the middle of a fence surrounded by logs. In addition to looking unattended and a little dilapidated, combined with the environment here, it looks very quiet and chic.

"Under the willows, under the locust tree?" Zhou Qi silently read these six words, his heart full of strangeness. In this col, not to mention locust trees, willows, and even low shrubs, not a single one was found. Could it be that the place Ye Wanqiu said was not in her home?

When he thought about it, it was indeed possible. Seeing the half-hidden door, it is estimated that after the Ye family was killed, I am afraid that someone has already gone in and searched for it countless times. However, if this is the case, it will be troublesome to expand the search area. However, when Ye Wanqiu said this at the time, it was probably to beware of the general judgment, even if the place where the things were buried was not here, it should not be beyond the scope of this Xiaohe Village.

It seems that I have to be patient and look for it slowly. Zhou Qi turned around and left the col, seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and many villagers had already gone out to prepare to work for today's livelihood. By the gently flowing river, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law are washing rice and cooking. In ancient times, it was not like modern times when there were three meals a day. Generally, there are only two meals in the morning and evening. And breakfast refers to the breakfast now. If you often watch Korean dramas, you can find that in traditional Korean families, rice is still eaten for breakfast. In fact, this is to preserve the tradition of ancient China.

Zhou Qi didn't pay too much attention to this, and saw that in a clearing in front of him, several old men were sitting on the vacant stone mill enjoying the morning sun. So he walked over with his feet up.

"By asking a few old men, dare to ask if there are patches of willow forests near this Xiaohe Village, or a hundred-year-old locust tree?" Zhou Qi politely clenched his fists and asked softly at one of them.

"Willow Forest? Tree? Several old men looked at each other, thought for a moment, and shook their heads.

Zhou Qi frowned, but he didn't expect that even the locals who had lived here for decades said they didn't know, what the hell was this?

"Grandpa is worried about the eagle in front of him, isn't there a dead old locust tree?" At this moment, a little boy with snot on his face jumped out from behind the stone.

"Huh?" When Zhou Qi heard him say this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked in detail.

One of the old men glared at the child fiercely, hesitated for a moment before slowly saying to Zhou Qi: "This strong man, don't blame the little old man for not reminding you, this eagle sorrow stream is not a good place to go. There's weirdness everywhere there. If the strong man insists on going, if there is a case, it is no wonder that the little old man is gone. ”

"Don't worry, I'm just looking for one thing, and I won't delay for too long."

Zhou Qi asked the direction and hurriedly followed the foot of the mountain to the Eagle Sorrowful Stream 5 miles away. After a few moments, two high mountains at angles to each other appeared. It's not so much like two mountains as one mountain split into two pieces. At the foot of the mountain there is a river channel, sometimes exposed, sometimes hidden. It is less than two meters wide, barely enough for two people to pass side by side.

According to the old man's description, it seems that this should be the place. At the entrance of the mountain stream ahead, a large tree that had long since withered was leaning crookedly against the mountain wall. In appearance, it is indeed a locust tree. It's just that under the rhizome, which has long been broken, it has been washed away by the river, leaving only a muddy puddle. It doesn't look like there's something buried.

Zhou Qi circled around the crooked locust tree twice, and then scooped up the shallow puddles and carefully examined them. As a result, nothing was found.

Just when he was feeling disappointed, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw countless vines hanging down from both sides of the narrow mountain wall in the mountain stream. Shake slowly in the wind! His heart struck. That's right! Aren't these countless vines like the leaves of a willow tree? It seems that I need to take a trip to this mountain stream!

Zhou Qi flowed calf-deep water, stepping on the soft silt at the bottom of the river and walking into the mountain stream. The further you go inside, the darker the light becomes. After a few more moments, only a finger-wide ray of light fell overhead. The water is also getting deeper and deeper, and it has already spread from the calves to the waist.

Zhou Qi took out the scimitar and held the torch in his left hand at the same time. In this ghost-ridden world, where there are as many monsters as dogs, you can't be too careful. By the light of the slightly beating fire, I saw that the road ahead was getting narrower and narrower, and at the narrowest point, only one person could barely pass through. He frowned secretly, could it be that he was wrong?

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew from overhead, and the torch in his hand shook for a while, and after the wind passed, it gradually went out! Zhou Qi's eyes fell into pitch black. He hurriedly leaned his back against the wet mountain wall. The scimitar is horizontal in front of him. Carefully hold your breath.

After a long time, after adjusting to the darkness after the torches were extinguished, he could barely see the scene from a few meters away by the faint light of the sky. Except for the occasional whining of the wind overhead, there was no movement around!

Zhou Qichang let out a long breath. This can be regarded as scaring yourself and making a false alarm.

Wait a minute! He suddenly jerked his head up! Along the way, why is there only the sound of wind here! Could it be that there is something strange on this mountain wall? The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, Zhou Qi opened his mouth and bit the scimitar with his teeth, using both hands and feet. Rely on strong strength and agility attributes. Clasp the slight protrusions of the rock wall and climb upwards.

The higher you climb, the louder the wind blows! Following the direction of the wind, faintly, I saw that there was a narrow hole several meters in a radius on the opposite mountain wall! The sound of the wind came from the mouth of the cave.

Zhou Qi continued to climb upwards against the wind until he was a few meters above the entrance of the cave. He snapped down a rock and threw it into the cave, where he could faintly hear the sound of the stone crashing against the ground. Immediately, he drank softly in his mouth, and with a slight force of his hands and feet, he turned around and jumped at the dark hole! The next moment he had landed on the bumpy ground in the cave.

Maybe you are in a cave, and the wind blowing in front of you is extremely strong. Zhou Qi raised his hand to protect his head and face, holding a scimitar, and walked forward with difficulty against the wind. The cave was not pitch black, but faintly there was a flash of light ahead.

The more you move forward, the brighter it becomes. The wind is getting quieter! But Zhou Qi's heart was the opposite, even more nervous than before!

Finally, he walked about a hundred meters forward again. Seeing the scene in front of me, the hanging heart finally let go. I saw that I was in a huge cave at the moment, and the flashing light was countless mushrooms growing on the mountain wall of the cave.

Illuminated by mushrooms that twinkled like stars, he saw a long, narrow boulder standing high in the center of the cave. This boulder is very strange, the head and feet are connected to the top and bottom of the cave, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, and the countless lines on the boulder are like rough bark and horizontal branches, looking carefully, just like the same huge locust tree with lush branches and leaves, lifelike!

It seems that this is "under the willow shade, under the locust tree!" "But this Ye Wanqiu, a delicate and timid woman, why is she running here if she has nothing to do? Besides, can she get up? Zhou Qi had a lot of questions in his heart, as if he had been trampled by thousands of alpacas, and it was a mess.

Since you've come here, let's go over and have a look. What is hidden under this locust tree-like boulder?