"You are." I was about to speak, but the man gently patted me.

I had to stand aside in a proper manner, the last two days have been too weird, and I have always been bullied miserably.

No, it's not my pot, it must be that the aura of Lord Hades is too strong!

Over there, the limping old man finally showed his full face.

This old man wears a pointed hat on his head, much like the TV distance from Bai Impermanence.

His hair, exposed outside the brim, was gray, bullied with his wheezing.

On his shoulders was a gown that was not gray, yellow or yellow. The swarthy eyes were dark and bright, sparkling as if they had been coated with a layer of oil.

The lower trouser legs rolled up to the knees, and the hairy calves were covered with countless tendons, large and small, connected by high bulging blood vessels.

It doesn't seem to be much different from the farmer, but the skin is terrifyingly white.

With a faint teal, if I hadn't been able to see his shadow and feel his breath, I would have doubted that this wasn't a ghost.

He first hugged his fist at us, made a gesture that he used to walk in, and then he walked to the half-shattered tombstone.

The big calloused hands carefully stroked the stone tablet, and under our gaze, this girl even took out a strange small bottle from her arms.

I thought he was going to splash it, but they drank it themselves.

While drinking, he also sang the cowherd, that picture is not too beautiful.

"Won't this old man be here?" I looked at him quizzically and pointed to my head.

Qin Luo snorted and laughed, a dazzling smile blooming on his cold face.

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding fog dissipated, and his vision became wider and clearer.

Immediately afterwards, the people in the dirt slope also climbed out one after another, just looking at the dress, they were all honest croppers, one was five big and three thick, with dark skin, but there was a lack of spirit on his body, even in this sun, it looked gloomy,

From the heart, it can be seen that although everyone is trying their best to keep smiling, they still look sad.

And the thick black qi covered them, like a shadow, as if they could swallow the excitement at any time.

Qin Luo and I didn't move, listening to the group of people approaching, while waiting for the old man next to him to finish singing.

Strange to say, the song seemed to have some kind of magic, and people couldn't help but hum along with them.

Finally, the old man finished humming, and the cracks on the boundary monument were almost gone.

Looking at the sign at the entrance of the village, which is only a few tens of meters, we finally came out of the boundary where the ghost hit the wall, although the process was not so beautiful.

"Thank you for your mercy!" The old man was about to worship me, but fortunately he was supported by Qin Luo with internal force.

The old man glanced at Qin Luo in a complicated manner, and in an instant, his whole body stood upright, and his eyes were full of fanaticism, as if a loyal believer had seen his own god.

"Shh Qin Luo said softly.

The old man's body shook and immediately said in a loud voice: "Understood." ”

The young people who came here were obviously from the same world as me, and they didn't understand which way these two masters were playing, and they looked at each other in amazement.

"I wonder where you two came from?" Two of you? I turned back differently, and the Takamatsu in the car disappeared.

Then suddenly it popped up from behind me.

The old man smiled mysteriously and said, "It turns out to be my own family, so come in quickly." ”

"Uncle Seven." Gao Song spoke, his chubby face was full of eagerness, and he reached out to pull the old man's hand, but the old man avoided him.

The outstretched hand stopped in the air, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Qin Luo lowered his voice and explained a few words in his ear, and the expression on Gao Song's face softened a lot, but the sadness in his eyes became more and more intense.

The strange old man, known as Uncle Seven, made a strange gesture at the young man,

The crowd that had just stood still rushed back in the direction they had come, looking like they were going to drill into the dirt slope.

was shouted by Uncle Seven and stood in place.

"What are you doing? This person has received it, what are you still doing in the tunnel! Stupid! Walk! ”

The strong men looked at each other, and the old man blew his beard and stared at a leader for a long time before the big army moved.

With the dust flying, they ran to the village not far away.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Uncle Seven laughed and coughed twice: "That, see it, these are all children who are not wanted by the welfare home, and their IQs are relatively low, but they are all croppers who are in the sky, simple and obedient." ”

The old man said, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

But soon, his face loosened again, and he looked at Gao Song and said, "Xiao Song, I said it, I won't let you come back, why did you come back again!" ”

Gao Song blushed, shook his lips and said, "Seventh Uncle, my mother and my daughter are inside, how can you let me rest assured!" ”

The old man sighed, reached out and touched his head: "Alas, too, they are all hard-working people, you said that there have never been any great traitors in our village, how did it become what it is today!" ”

"Uncle Seven!" Gao Song opened his mouth in a hurry, but was pushed aside by the old man.

He glanced at Qin Luo respectfully, and said to me: "It is our blessing that the noble man has come from afar, and it will be noon soon, why don't you go in and talk about it?" ”

He was at least a few meters away from me, but the rich yin qi on his body couldn't help but burst outward.

If there is nothing around me, although I dare not approach, but I can't get rid of it.

I looked at Qin Luo, and the man rubbed my head and gave me a slightly calming expression.

"The car." Finally, someone remembered our means of transportation and pointed to the quiet sports car.

Qin Luo squinted, glanced at the old man, and said, "Let's drive in, otherwise it will be dark." ”

Qin Luo pursed his lips meaningfully, and the old man nodded immediately.

This time, Qin Luo and I sat side by side in the back seat, and suddenly reached out and drew an eye pattern in my palm.

What does that mean?

Let me open the golden pupils? I looked at him quizzically, and the man nodded slightly.

I closed my eyes and focused my thoughts, all my spiritual energy converging towards my eyes, and when I opened them, I was surrounded by a different scene.

Even though we were still in the car, it was still that blue sky outside.

But the ground was not just meadow, but a barren yellow-brown earth, and the barren land was littered with graves one after another.

They were scattered of different sizes, and there were names written on them, but they were not dead names, but red.

It's just that who would be so perverted, he didn't die, and his family didn't die, so he engraved his name on it.

I turned my head to look at Qin Luo, and the man was looking at me with a smile.

I was puzzled, followed his fingers, and after a glance, I was stunned.

The old body of the seventh uncle was not flesh and blood, but a green snake entrenched in it, in the belly, as if hibernating, wrapped in green silk threads.

"This!"

I almost cried out, and Qin Luo's cold lips suddenly pressed down.

As I took it in my warm mouth, I said in a voice that only the two of us could hear, "Don't say it, these people don't know they're actually dead. ”

"Already dead?" My pupils were dilating infinitely, but I couldn't speak.

Qin Luo's cold voice swirled in my ears; "Anzhi, many times, human beings are more powerful than we think, if you don't say it, they can still rely on their minds to support their lives, but if you put it bluntly, then this is also a real cemetery."

I stared, and I just felt that it was so difficult to blink.

It was only a few tens of meters away, but it took a few minutes to drive.

The car stopped at the high gatehouse, and the seventh uncle hunched over and opened the car door first: "Okay, everyone get out of the car, no matter what, the old guy still has to remind us, we are not clean here, if you enter and regret it, then you can't complain about me." ”

Gao Song frowned, and then opened the car door: "Uncle Seven, what do you say, this is a master I specially invited from the city to help us solve the problem." ”

"I know this is a distinguished guest, but it is because of the distinguished guest that I don't want them to have trouble, Komatsu, what do you look at our village?"

"What do you think?" Takamatsu repeated in confusion, looking up.

When I heard it, I looked ahead of it, and the whole village was shrouded in a thick gloomy atmosphere, and the white bricks and walls seemed to have been dyed gray.

I don't understand what this is all about, looking at Qin Luo, Qin Luo just frowned, reached out and shook me gently.

I wanted to continue my search with my golden eyes, and an old woman in the same dress walked slowly towards us.

Wrapped in a white cloth on her head and draped in sackcloth, she thought she was doing something white at first glance, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the strange combination made her look more and more scary.

"Komatsu, two guests, let's come in and say, it's not safe outside."

She smiled very kindly, and her eyes were full of kindness, but for some reason, she just couldn't give birth to a good impression, and she always felt fake.

As she spoke, she took out a few bamboo tubes from the basket next door, and handed them to Uncle Seven, and then beckoned us: "Come so far and drink saliva." ”

Uncle Seven directly raised his head and drank it, it was a milky white liquid, I don't know what it was, there was a faint musky fragrance.

I saw that Takamatsu's hand holding the bottle began to tremble, and he took the bamboo tube stiffly and did not continue to move.

"Drink, kid, the water in our village is so sweet that you can't drink it if you want to drink it outside." The old woman urged, the wrinkles around her eyes squeezing, and only the cloudy eyes remained.

Gao Song started to hesitate for a long time, looking at us for help.

Qin Luo calmly stretched out his hand and shook his bamboo tube.

Then he chuckled and said, "Since it's a good thing, it's natural to drink it." ”