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Zhou Hexuan carefully searched the entire threshing floor, but still did not find the iron pot.

"The monk didn't leave with an iron pot, otherwise the old woman would not have told me, and those who left the village would not have left with such a big iron pot on their backs, and the iron pot must still be in this village......

Zhou Hexuan had a feeling that as long as he found the iron pot, he should be able to find the old man's bones.

The night is still so dark, I don't know how long it has passed, but the night has not changed in the slightest, as if time has been frozen......

Zhou Hexuan walked all the way from the east end of the village, and there was no one in the village two years ago, but Zhou Hexuan did not notice the slightest sign of dilapidation.

Walking like this, Zhou Hexuan unconsciously saw the entrance of the village again, his footsteps couldn't help but pause, next to it, was the familiar courtyard gate.

"Knock Knock"

Zhou Hexuan knocked on the courtyard door.

A sound of footsteps came into his ears, and Zhou Hexuan's heart instantly lifted.

"Squeak"

"Are you ....."

An old man poked his head out of the door, looked at Zhou Hexuan and asked with some confusion.

The old man's face was very kind, but in Zhou Hexuan's eyes, it made his heart tremble more than anything terrible.

Zhou Hexuan secretly took a breath, squeezed out a smile and said: "Hello uncle, I came out to travel, I don't know how I can't find my way back unconsciously, isn't it until now that I have met your village, I'm sorry to disturb your place, I don't know if I can spend the night here?" ”

"Oh, you're going to spend the night? Come on in......."

The old man did not hesitate at all, and enthusiastically let Zhou Hexuan in.

Zhou Hexuan plucked up his courage and stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Zhou Hexuan smelled a fragrant aroma, if he didn't know where this aroma came from, Zhou Hexuan would definitely be attracted by the aroma, but at this time, when he smelled this smell again, Zhou Hexuan's stomach was churning.

"Young man, I haven't been here for a long time, there may be some smell in the house, don't you mind......"

The old man led Zhou Hexuan to a room, the door of the room was locked, and the old man took out the key and opened the door for him.

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open, and a strong musty smell came to his nose, this time Zhou Hexuan was prepared, but he was not choked by the musty smell, but the smell was really not very good, just like being abandoned for many years.

"Are you alright, young man? Hehe, no one has lived here for a long time, and the smell may be a little big, so you can just stay overnight......"

The old man looked amiable, and he couldn't see the same at all, if Zhou Hexuan didn't know in advance, he would definitely think that this was an amiable old man.

Zhou Hexuan nodded and didn't say anything, anyway, he wasn't ready to really live here.

"Young man, if you don't mind, just wait here, old man, I'll go and bring you two quilts....."

The old man said that he turned around and walked to the master bedroom, Zhou Hexuan looked at the back of the old man leaving, and his expression instantly became serious.

From the beginning, he guessed that the old man's bones would be in two places, one was the threshing floor that the old woman said, where the old man died, and the bones should also be there, but from what he saw just now, it was obviously not what he thought, the threshing floor was open, and so many bones were taken care of and buried by the monk, and it was impossible to leave the old man's bones there.

And go, the pot is gone, this is what Zhou Hexuan really suspects about the monk's fundamental willingness, the last surviving villagers in this village have no reason to move the pot, the people who blame themselves are dead, and the people who fled for their lives are even less likely to leave with a pot, the only one who is likely to move the pot is the monk.

This was Zhou Hexuan's last guess in his heart, but he couldn't figure out where the monk hid the pot.

The old man was the last person to be boiled in the iron pot by the villagers, and it was impossible for the villagers to finish eating the meat and still scoop up the bones of the old man, who were in the pot if there was no accident, but now, the pot was gone.......

Zhou Hexuan didn't think much about it, and the old man came back with two quilts.

"Young man, it's also cold here, you can cover some more ......."

Zhou Hexuan hurriedly put away the expression on his face and took the quilt from the old man's hand with a smile.

"Thank you, uncle......."

The old man smiled, instructed Zhou Hexuan again and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the old man leaving, Zhou Hexuan put the quilt on the table.

He paced back and forth in the room, and finally felt that if the iron pot was hidden in this courtyard, there were only two places that were most likely to appear, one was the kitchen, and the other was the cellar, and the monk could find the cellar here and open it to take the old woman's body out and bury it, Zhou Hexuan didn't know if the monk was really and had the ability to do everything, but he didn't believe it anyway, but since it wasn't for the old woman's bones, then why did he open the cellar?

This is Zhou Hexuan's puzzled and doubtful monk's willingness.

Zhou Hexuan does not deny that there are ascetic monks in this world who have great love, but shouldn't such monks be compassionate? But when those people blamed themselves and committed suicide, why didn't he stop it? Why would he concoct a beautiful lie for those who have lost their humanity to pursue the light that does not exist at all, is he begging them or pushing them into the abyss?

Zhou Hexuan couldn't think of an answer, but Zhou Hexuan knew that the so-called monk who had a pure land in his heart must not be as simple as it seemed.

Zhou Hexuan walked out of the room, he didn't plan to go to the kitchen first, he had already been in there a few times, and going there always gave him a sense of danger, as if he would fall into it after entering, he recalled so many times before, except for the last time, he died inside, and after going to the last time he came out, he did not go back to the yard, but woke up at the grave again.

All this shows the weirdness of the kitchen, and Zhou Hexuan is going to find out where the cellar is first.

This yard is not big, Zhou Hexuan cautiously groped in the yard, and when he passed by the kitchen, he could still hear the voice of the old man inside, and at this time the old man was still boiling the pot of "mutton soup" inside.

"Huh...... Here......"

Finally, Zhou Hexuan found something wrong in the far corner, reached out to remove the weeds, and a wooden board was exposed, Zhou Hexuan pushed it with his hand, but he couldn't push it away.

Zhou Hexuan took a look at the surrounding weeds, and found that the wooden board was still locked at one end.

"This lock ......"

The lock can't be the old man's lock, the old man is a ghost, how could he do this, then there is no doubt about the answer, the only thing that appeared here in the end was the beggar monk in the mouth of the old woman.

"Why did he lock this place up.......

Zhou Hexuan's hand tried hard to forcibly pull the wooden door open, but the lock was already rusty, giving Zhou Hexuan the illusion that he could be broken with a little force, but with a "bang", the rusty iron cable was not broken.

"Squeak"

The sound of the door opening came from Zhou Hexuan's ears.

Zhou Hexuan knew that the old man must have come out of the kitchen, and it was too late to hide at this time, so Zhou Hexuan hurriedly let go of the delivery and stood up.

The old man did hear the movement and came out, and also noticed Zhou Hexuan's action of getting up, this time the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and his originally amiable face disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Hexuan's heart instantly lifted, he didn't know what the old man would do next, the last time he dared to do it, it was because he thought that the other party was just an old man in his last years, but now he was facing a ghost who was likely to be a resentful spirit.

Time seemed to have become longer all of a sudden, Zhou Hexuan felt that every minute and every second was so difficult, and the air seemed to have condensed, making Zhou Hexuan feel suffocated.

But the old man didn't say a word, and he turned and went back to the kitchen.

As soon as the old man left, Zhou Hexuan felt as if he had been closed from the ghost gate, a gust of wind blew, and there was a chill behind Zhou Hexuan's back, and then he knew that his clothes behind his back were already soaked......

But after calming down, Zhou Hexuan instantly had doubts in his heart.

The old man must have noticed his actions just now, and even knew that he wanted to enter the cellar, but the old man didn't do anything to himself, why is that? Doesn't the old man want to eat himself? Or can he only do it to himself in the kitchen? This is not right, the old man is a ghost, he can attack him anywhere, even if it is the kind of earth beam spirit that is confined in one place, he can appear in the courtyard, then he will definitely be able to attack him in the courtyard.

But just now, the old man left without saying a word, which made Zhou Hexuan have more doubts in his heart.

However, these doubts were quickly suppressed by Zhou Hexuan, and he finally decided to open the cellar first to see what the monk was hiding underneath, or more directly, whether the iron pot and the old man's bones were placed underneath......

The iron cable has indeed existed for a long time, and it is windy and rainy outside, although it is not enough to break as soon as it is pulled, but Zhou Hexuan pulled it a few more times, and the iron lock "snapped" and opened in response.

Zhou Hexuan lifted the wooden door panel, and instantly a musty smell mixed with a thick stench rushed straight to Zhou Hexuan's brain.......

Zhou Hexuan hurriedly loosened the plank and stepped aside.

The smell mixed with a strong stench has been slowly dissipating after a long time, but fortunately, the old man doesn't seem to stop Zhou Hexuan's actions, and since he returned to the kitchen, the old man has not come out again.

Zhou Hexuan was a little accustomed to the smell of the cellar, and then he stretched out his head to look under the cellar.

But Zhou Hexuan couldn't see anything, which made Zhou Hexuan puzzled, since his eyes had grown in his spiritual power, no matter how dark he was, he could see some things more or less, but all he could see in this cellar was pitch black.

Zhou Hexuan hesitated for a moment, but finally climbed down the stairs next to him by holding on to the ground......