The scattered yellow sand slowed down and began to retreat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sand that had been spinning clockwise around us was now rolling up in reverse.

I was a little flustered, but the look that Ah Gong turned around and turned back made me steady.

We all stopped, and it looked like something was going to happen.

The old man surrounded us, and losing any of them was a fatal problem, so we need to avoid it.

In the confusion, we were close together, and everything in front of us was replaced by a different scene.

Bungalows of different heights, burning stoves, hot meals, busy women, and children playing.

We are in the middle of a lively village.

Chickens crow, dogs, horses neigh, cows bark. Coupled with the laughter and laughter of the people, it became a vibrant song.

Under the gray and yellow sky, there are a few deserted villages lying far and near, there are not many people, but the victory is that the face is soft, and there is not much trouble to see.

"This ...... What's going on? I asked, it was so bizarre.

No one answered me, and I don't think they understood why this scene came about.

I stepped out of my footsteps and walked to a house where the food was being cooked on the fire, and I reached out and grabbed a handful of the food in the bowl.

Not surprisingly, the hand passed through the food, becoming transparent.

And the people who were eating were also unusual, and they didn't notice the appearance of a few of us.

I turned around and was about to ask the old man why, but I noticed that the scene in front of me began to change rapidly.

I hurriedly ran to my grandfather's side, afraid that something would happen.

But there was nothing scary to keep the eye on, but the people of the whole village fell to the ground, bleeding and opening their necks.

"Damn" I saw this scene, and my mind froze for a moment.

Suddenly, my stomach began to react, and a wave of nausea appeared in my throat.

"Here...... This is not ......" The old man frowned deeply, and he looked at his surroundings, which seemed to be very similar to the memories in his mind.

"Isn't this the village ......" Ah Gong also saw something, and he was about to answer, but was interrupted by a scream.

"Ahh

Several of us turned our heads at the same time to look, only to see the lotus tiger surrounded by us, whose face was already pale at this time, and squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

He let out staccato sobs, which was particularly appropriate in this environment.

"Don't cry...... Don't cry...... "The old man was confused, and he hurriedly ran to comfort Lianhu.

By this moment, I had clearly understood what this place was - the birthplace of the lotus tiger

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This village has changed from a prosperous scene to another desolate one.

Serf huts are remarkably decaying sights. The wood is moth-eaten and old to gray.

Many roofs seem to be sieved.

Some of them have no roof visible except for the rafters, and there are a few rungs in between, like ribs on a skeleton. There are no window panes everywhere.

I look at the mottled old walls, and with my imagination, it seems that these old houses are at least a hundred years old.

The street in the village is composed of various groups of stone steps, climbing up the steps, there are mosses or ferns growing on both sides of the stone steps, there are no dogs barking and chickens crowing, it is quiet and quiet, and it looks very desolate.

Everything stopped, a moment later.

I resisted the urge to regurgitate my stomach and walked to an old house in my memory.

It is a low, flat tiled house, at the foot of a mountain rock that is neither high nor low.

Behind the house was a vegetable patch, and creeper vines hung down from between the walls.

In the middle, an abandoned well covered with duckweed has become the best place for frogs to retreat.

The low and dilapidated south house, the house has no sunlight all year round, it is dim and damp, the wall skin has long been peeled off, and the wall is uneven.

I walked in and saw the blood in the inner room staining the kang shop.

The body of Lotus Tiger Father was lying on it, and there was a small hole in his chest, and the part that should have carried his heart was long gone.

This horrific scene irritates my eyelids.

I never imagined that one day, that moment, I would come to this sinful place tainted with all kinds of cause and effect.

I gritted my teeth and retreated from the inner room and walked into another door.

I couldn't touch anything, but I could see all the details inside, including how everyone looked dead.

Shang Zu, whom the old man confessed to me, possessed the body of the lotus tiger at that time and slaughtered the entire village, and his methods were almost cruel and inhumane.

Now this desolate scene of lying corpses in the wilderness is reflected in front of all of us again, and it is extremely tragic.

"Ah Qiang, you come here to have a look," the old man's voice came from behind me.

I bowed to the people lying on the ground around me and walked back.

"Look, there," said the old man, leading me to the entrance of the village, pointing to the black object in front of him.

I turned my eyes wide.

A little child covered in blood, clenching his weak fists, staring at the place where the old man was, evil and awe-inspiring.

He also licked the corners of his mouth from time to time and swallowed the blood dripping from his head into his stomach.

"This ...... This is the ......" I swallowed, never daring to say the name.

"The Lotus Tiger When I Was a Child" The old man also stared at the short Lotus Tiger, his eyes were stunned.

This day, this place, no coincidence, happened to be the day when Shangzu Tu Village.

"Why can he see us?" I frowned and touched his head, still piercing.

But as soon as I reached out my hand from the air, Lianhu opened his mouth wide and wanted to bite my palm.

The blood-filled tooth fell out, and I was a little scared, so I took a few steps back.

"It should be the ancestor in the body, he can't hurt us, don't worry" The old man patted me on the shoulder, signaling me to feel at ease.

He asked the bandits and Ah Gong to take the lotus tiger who was now by our side to a place far away from me and calm down.

If the lotus tiger who has grown to such a point sees what he looked like when he was a child, he will probably go crazy.

"We should be trapped in Shang Zu's illusion," the old man explained to me his current situation.

"How can I get out?" I really didn't want to see this sad scene again, and asked urgently.

"Get out?" The old man suddenly laughed, "Why do you want to go out?" ”

“？？？” I was stunned for a moment, wondering why he said this.

"Since Shang Zu can let us see such a scene, there must be his meaning, so we just need to watch it," the old man said with a serious look in his eyes.

I even feel a little nervous that he's starting to be nervous, who is Shang Zu? It's our number one enemy, why would the old man tell me so calmly to keep watching?

Common sense does not conform to reality, and there must be clues.