Tang San's master and apprentice left Che Chi Kingdom, and after Sha Laosan's long journey, the four masters and apprentices walked out of the border of Che Chi Kingdom.

On this day, Sha Laosan was walking west with his head down, and the sound of gurgling water was already heard in Tang San's ears.

"Listen, apprentices."

The second senior brother closed his eyes and listened.

"Master, the old pig heard the sound of water."

Tang Sanfu nodded, "If you guess correctly, there should be a river in front of you, which is the legendary eight-hundred-mile Tongtian River." ”

Sha Laosan raised his head and looked at the Tongtian River in front of him, where he couldn't see the boundary on the other side, and thought to himself.

Eight hundred miles to the Heavenly River? 、

The river in front of me should be 800 miles long.

However, these are just thinking about it in my heart, but Sha Laosan didn't dare to speak again to destroy the atmosphere.

Tang Sanfu patted Sha Laosan's head.

"Third child, if you walk a few dozen miles further, we should be able to find a village called Chenjia Village.

Keep it up, we'll settle there tonight. ”

Sha Laosan retracted his gaze and walked upstream along the bank of the river called Tongtian River, which was discussed by the master and the second senior brother.

Sure enough, as Tang San Fu said, after walking for about thirty miles, Tang San's master and apprentice saw a village covering a large area from a distance.

Tang Sanfu turned over and got down from Sha Laosan, and walked towards Chenjia Village in the lead.

"Dare to ask, this is Chenjia Village?"

Under the big willow tree at the head of the village, several old people were playing chess together, and Tang Sanyu stepped forward and arched his hand to the youngest-looking one and asked.

The old man was very polite, and grinned at Tang Sanfu, "What is the Chen family?" ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

"Chenjia Village!"

The uncle nodded, and grinned at Tang Sanfu again, "What village is Chen?" ”

Tang San's burial: "...... Chenjia Village. ”

The uncle nodded again and grinned, "What village?" ”

Tang San's burial: "...... Believe it or not, the poor monk whipped you? ”

The uncle's eyes widened, "You dare!" ”

Tang San's funeral: "......"

Why don't you recite this sentence?

"Uncle, are you old?"

The old man blinked and looked at Tang San's burial for a while, and nodded.

Tang San's funeral: "......"

"Your uncle, the poor monk asked you about your longevity!"

Uncle looked at Tang San's funeral again, and nodded, "Yes, uncle, I've been thin these days." ”

Tang Sanfu: "......" MMP, I can't talk about it this day.

On the side, the one who seemed to be the oldest of the group of old men answered.

"This is Lao Chentou, who is one hundred and thirty-seven years old this year, and is the oldest one in our Chenjia Village.

Old Chen, the thirty-seventh concubine just died three years ago, and since then he has had a strange disease.

What did the doctor say he was called...... Selective intermittent dorsal deaurals, hey..... He's a poor man. ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

Selective intermittent dorsal deaurals?

What's so ...... Is there such a disease?

Tang Sanfu looked at the old man who was the oldest among the group of old men, and nodded with a kind smile.

"Thank you, sir."

The old man also smiled and nodded, "It's not in the way, it's not in the way." ”

Tang Sanfu thought for a while, and then asked, "Uncle, are you old now?" ”

The old man watched Tang San's funeral for a long time, and hesitated, "Me..... After the New Year, it will be twenty-one. ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

Groove ...... The people in your village are all growing up backwards, right?

"Big ...... Your uncle, what are you doing?? How did you look like this bear at the age of twenty? ”

Lao Guo, the previous king of Che Chi Kingdom, was just forty-five years old, and he looked like he was almost seventy, and Tang Sanfu already felt that the other party should be a model in the ranks of those who were more anxious.

However, with the guy in front of him, who was obviously only twenty years old, but looked like he could give the one hundred and thirty-seven-year-old man a grandfather, Tang Sanfu felt that Lao Guo was really too young! ”

When Tang Sanfu asked this, the old man's eyes showed a touch of sadness, and he let out a long sigh.

"Me...... It was written before. ”

Tang San's funeral: "......"

Written?

Can you write and make yourself look like this?

The old man nodded, "Yes, I used to write it, and every day when I wake up, I think about what plot I want to write today, and when I eat and sleep, my mind is pushing down the plot to be written." Finishing, over time......"

Tang San's funeral: "Over time, it will become like this?" ”

The uncle shook his head, "How can it, over time, I will go crazy." ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

"Tsk, little master, don't bother with him.

Lao Chen Tou used to write that he had deep delusions, and this disease has been going on for more than 100 years, and it has not been improved.

But except that I feel that I am only twenty years old, and I shout every day that I want to marry a daughter-in-law, there are no other symptoms, and we don't dislike him, and we still take him with us when we have fun. ”

Tang San's funeral: "......"

What the hell am I ......

Where did the poor monk come?

Are you sure it's the legendary Chenjia Village?? Isn't it some kind of teasing village??

Is there a person in your village who has a good style of painting?

Isn't your village being targeted by youkai?

Isn't your village going to sacrifice virgins and boys to the river gods?

Why don't you all look sad, but you're all happy.

As soon as this thought flashed through Tang San's heart, he heard the two old men playing chess discussing this matter.

"Old Chen, are you playing or not playing this chess?"

The old man on the other side glared, "What are you urging, aren't I thinking?" ”

"But you're too slow."

The old man urged the thinking old Chen Tou again

"I said Old Chen, you are so old, why are you still so anxious?"

The old Chen Tou No. 3 who was urged was in a hurry, threw the black chess pieces in his hand in the chess basket, and waited for the old Chen No. 4 on the opposite side to complain.

"Hey, you, you're still playing chess so slowly, what's wrong with me urging you?"

Lao Chen's third glared, "My grandchildren are going to be given to the river god, and I feel uncomfortable that my thinking of playing chess is a little slow, so you can't be considerate?" ”

Lao Chentou No. 4 pursed his lips, "Heh, Lao Chentou, you have changed, you were not like this before."

Now you're running the train with your mouth full.

As for your pair of grandchildren, the two tied a spark for three days and three nights, and the village only cheered and applauded, would you feel distressed? ”

Lao Chen's No. 3 momentum was weak at that time.

"Hey...... Iniquity. ”

Old Chen Tou No. 4 also sighed, "Evil." ”

For a while, all the old Chen heads present sighed in unison, "Hey..... O iniquity! ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

Your village is all surnamed Chen, and when a group of old Chen heads come out of a game of chess, the poor monks won't say anything.

But......

Nima, what the hell are you all doing now?

Their own children are about to be sent to the monsters to eat, and instead of being sad and sad, they are going to be happy?

When it comes to their own children, one by one sighs and sighs?

"This master, but you have doubts?"

Old Chen Tou No. 3, whose own child was about to be eaten, saw the confusion in Tang San's eyes and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Tang Sanyu nodded, and did not hide it.

"Hey!"

Old Chen Tou No. 3 sighed, "If it's really our own children who want to give it to the monster to eat, we will naturally be sad and sad."

After all...... Anyway, it's my own child. ”

Tang Sanfu nodded, indeed, if someone wanted to eat his child, he would definitely let the other party understand how to make the Manchu and Han full banquet.

Well, in the identity of the ingredients.

Of course, he had no children.

Seeing Tang Sanfu nodding, the old Chen Tou No. 4 on the opposite side also showed a helpless wry smile.

"Yes, whoever puts it on it, if your child is going to be eaten by a monster, you can't help but be sad.

But..... If this so-called child ..... Not your own child at all? ”

Tang Sanfu frowned, if he wasn't his own child, he could watch the child go to death?

Even if it is picked up, even if it is adopted, it is a living life.

Just let the monster eat it, you don't regret it, you don't feel heartache, but you have to be happy.

Your conscience..... Won't it hurt?

As if he had seen what Tang Sanfu was thinking, the old Chen who had spoken to Tang Sanfu before interjected.

"Well, we are human beings and have a conscience.

But...... But even if those two children can be a person, we will feel sorry for them and feel sorry for them.? ”？

Lao Chen's third interjected, "Yes."

But..... They're not people! ”

Old Chen Tou No. 4 nodded, "The river god eats a pair of virgins and boys every year.

But they ...... They plague our Chenjia Village year after year. Over the years, our Chenjia Village can be described as a purgatory living in the world. ”

As soon as he heard this, Tang Sanfu became interested.

"They..... Not human?

What is that? ”

"Infant Spirit!"

Old Chen Tou No. 3 looked up at Tang San's burial, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"Infant Spirit!"

Tang Sanfu frowned.

How could such a small village give birth to such a thing as a baby spirit?

Infant spirits.

When the fetus is in the womb of a pregnant woman for more than five months, the reincarnation of the underworld is opened, and the spirit of reincarnation enters the fetus and gives a new life, and the baby has a soul from that moment.

However, the so-called infant spirit is a kind of evil ghost that specializes in eating reincarnated souls, and preys on reincarnated true spirits to strengthen itself, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth.

It's just that the infant spirit wants to be formed, but it is harsh.

It is necessary that the infant spirit itself has great evil thoughts and resentment towards the baby, and has an instinct to strangle all the baby's soul.

Of course, this is only one of the conditions, there are some more harsh conditions, even Tang San's burial is only half-understood.

And if it is really as these old Chen heads said, there is a pair of infant spirits in this village.

So......

This village does not feel the slightest sadness when it sacrifices to boys and girls, and it is even tempting to celebrate, which is somewhat reasonable.

After all, a pair of infant spirits are in this village, and this village will never want to have a new life born.

Even if a new life is born, it is only a puppet controlled by the infant spirit after devouring the soul.