The old white head said: "Like me, they are all lung diseases, my disease has not worsened for so many years, but since they have lung problems, the condition has been getting worse day by day." People like us didn't dare to go to the hospital for treatment, so we dragged it out and waited for death day by day, but I didn't expect that until now, I am the only one still struggling. ”

I didn't want to continue to discuss such a heavy topic, so I simply pulled the topic to his stupid son: "Speaking of which, why did your son dream of such a Qiang village? ”

"I can't say clearly," the old white head shook his head: "Wang Dafu can't say clearly, but he said that maybe the memories of our ancestors have been inherited by us, including the scene I saw at the bottom of the tomb of the sun, which is also a memory inherited from my ancestors." These memories were not completely unearthed by Wang Dafu, but were unearthed by me. ”

I didn't understand what he meant: "Ancestral memories? ”

The old white head nodded: "Ah, Wang Dafu said that in the ancient books of the tomb keeper, it is recorded that our ancestors found the dry of the Sun Tomb five hundred years ago, and he said, the scene I saw should be what the ancestors had witnessed." ”

I've never heard of it, and memories can be passed down from generation to generation with blood.

Liang Houzai also sighed beside him: "It's really strange, can the memory still be passed on to future generations?" By the way, Uncle Bai, you and Wang Dafu should share a memory, haven't you read the ancient books of the grave keeper's lineage? ”

Lao Baitou said: "Wang Dafu read some when he was young, and the content of those ancient books also remained in my mind. However, according to him, three years ago, he found the last stronghold of the tomb keeper, and from there he found some ancient books, in which the story of the Sun Tomb was recorded. ”

Speaking of this, the old white head was silent for a moment, then took a sip of tea, and said to me, "I have said everything that should be said." Wang Dafu once instructed me that what I have seen in my fantasies over the years must not reveal a word to outsiders, especially to the people of the funeral religion. After so many years, I have kept these secrets every day, and I am afraid that the funeral people will find me, and I am afraid that they will use all kinds of means to take these secrets from my mouth. Today you are here, I finished these words in my heart, as if I had unloaded a big burden, to tell you, after so many years, I am still the first time to be so relaxed as today. ”

I smiled at him, and then Liang Houzai asked again, "Are all the people in the village your descendants?" ”

I looked at Liang Houzai, and I didn't understand why he suddenly asked about it.

The old white head nodded: "Yes." Alas, most of the people who supported the team were attacked by the corpse qi, and the people who survived, although Master Chai and Master Zhao helped drive away the corpse qi, they only survived, and the meridians had been polluted. Later, they got married and had children, and the children they gave birth to were all riddled with diseases, mild ones, born with stomach problems, severe ones, congenital disabilities, and even some children died at birth. People like us who have been copied by Yin Yu have their own offspring, and they also have their own faults, like my Han'er, isn't it the best example? ”

I said, "I remember when I first went to Erlong Bay, I saw some children, they seemed to be healthy, right? ”

The old white head smiled: "Maybe God has mercy on us people, those diseases and disasters are only passed on to the next generation, and the children they reborn are all normal, haha, healthy and healthy." ”

Originally, there was still a smiling face, but when the words "healthy and healthy" were spoken, the old white head's face sank again.

He sighed softly: "If they hadn't come to this Qiang village, they might have been fine, but I don't know what happened half a year ago, everyone seemed to have fallen into evil and became like this." I knew it earlier...... I knew that I didn't listen to Han'er in the first place, and if I didn't bring the people from the village to this place, I wouldn't have had these things. ”

Liang Houzai glanced at the dumb aunt and asked the old white head: "Your daughter-in-law is not originally from the village, right?" ”

Old White Head: "Oh, the dumb aunt is indeed from out of town. She is also a poor baby, she has no relatives and no reason, she just married my child, and she was really wronged. ”

Hearing what the old white head said, the dumb aunt immediately waved her hand at the old white head, and made a lot of gestures with both hands, I couldn't understand what she wanted to express, but the old white head looked at her, but kept laughing.

At the same time, I noticed that when Liang Houzai looked at the dumb aunt, there was obviously a little more vigilance in his eyes, I knew what he was thinking, but I didn't say anything.

After a while, Liang Houzai asked the old white head again: "Uncle Bai, do you see that I understand it this way, after coming here, only the descendants of the team have changed, and everyone else is fine." ”

The old white head was stunned for a moment, glanced at the dumb aunt, and nodded: "If you say so, it should be right." After all, I was the only one left in the construction team back then, and the people in the village are really our descendants, only the dumb aunt is not, you only came to this place tonight, aren't you okay? ”

After speaking, he turned to me again: "Little master, you can think of a way to save my fellow villagers." ”

I nodded, "Don't worry, I'll do my best to deal with them, but for now, I don't know exactly what happened to them, and I need to make further observations." ”

After getting my response, the old white head seemed to be relieved, put his back softly on the back of the chair, and said with a smile: "It's enough to have your words, Wang Dafu said that as long as the people of Jisoul Village are willing to go out, anything can be done." Then I'll thank you for the folks. ”

I waved my hand: "There's nothing to thank you for, it's all within our responsibility." ”

Because she only cared about talking, the pot made by the dumb aunt was cold before she drank much, and she originally wanted to mix some hot water for us to continue drinking, but the old white head asked her to replace it with new tea leaves and make a new pot.

Listening to Lao Baitou say, the tea we are drinking now was brought to him by Wang Dafu not long ago, but as for who the person who helped them transport the supplies, he refused to say, and said that Wang Dafu had instructed that the identity of that person was highly confidential, even if someone from Jisoulzhuang asked him, he couldn't say it.

To this day, I still don't know who that person really is.

After that, we chatted a little more, and it was hard for me to recall the specifics because the content of the conversation was very trivial and unfocused.

It wasn't until the morning sun rose that the old white head said that everyone in the village should have returned to the village, so he took us out of the house.

The torches that had been burning all night had been extinguished, and the sunlight was blocked by the gloomy weather, unable to shine into this old Qiang village located in the deep mountains, which made the whole village covered with a layer of illusory color, and the green smoke rising from the houses made this color a little more aggravated.

We came to the open space in front of the Dulong Temple, the villagers had long been gone, the old white head asked us if we should follow him back to Shangzhai, first find a place to rest, I refused his kindness, just said to go around in Xiazhai. He said goodbye to me and walked away with the dumb aunt in the direction of the canyon.

It wasn't until the old white head and they were far away that I said to Liu Shangang: "You quietly follow and keep an eye on that dumb girl." ”

Liu Shangang didn't talk nonsense, nodded, and immediately went to the canyon.

Liang Houzai asked me: "Do you also suspect that there is something wrong with the dumb aunt?" ”

I smiled, "I thought you were suspicious of her, so I let the skinny monkey stare at her." However, since the Funeral Sect can install an old man Wei in Baiwu Mountain, why can't he install a dumb aunt next to the old white head. ”

Liang Houzai: "I think so too. I pondered that the funeral sect had not troubled the fake Wang Dafu for so many years, perhaps because he had already placed eyeliner next to him. However, there is another possibility, that is, the Burial Sect does not know about the existence of the false king Dafu. Therefore, the dumb aunt is not necessarily the person who buried. ”

"There's nothing wrong with being a little more careful." I watched Liu Shangang's figure disappear into the shadows of Lao Zhai, and said: "Now it can be determined that Luo Zhongxing's final destination is the ghost gate at the bottom of the sun tomb, and the scene that the fake Wang Dafu saw in the hallucination may be the key to opening the ghost gate." ”

Liang Houzai nodded: "There is indeed such a possibility, but Brother Dao, do you really believe that memory can also be inherited?" ”

Speaking of which, in the first few years, I also felt more than once that there seemed to be a memory in my mind that did not belong to me, including the familiarity when I first saw Luo Fei, which seemed to be derived from this memory.

But I always thought that that memory might have come from the First Ancestor or the Black Water Corpse Coffin.

I pouted, "Who knows, maybe." ”

As I spoke, I walked towards the Dulong Temple.

I had always thought that the sudden mutation of the villagers was very likely to have something to do with this strange stone temple, but after pushing the door open, I unexpectedly found that there was nothing in the temple, and I couldn't perceive the abnormal Qi field here.

Liang Houzai looked at the empty lobby and said to me: "This place should not be a temple, it is estimated that it is a place where people with more status in the village gather." ”

I crouched down and touched the stone bricks on the ground with my fingers, the dust on them was already damp.

I frowned and said to Liang Houzai: "If it is not this temple that caused the villagers to mutate, it should be the canyon between the two villages." Otherwise, it's the black water over there. ”

At this time, Xian'er spoke: "When I planted nightmares on the villagers, I felt that in them, there seemed to be an aura that did not belong to them. Later, when I met the old white head, I realized that those breaths came from him. ”

I didn't understand what Xian'er meant: "What breath?" ”

Xian'er explained like me: "The breath of the old white head." Let's put it this way, that is, every villager has the breath of an old white head. The second soul in their bodies seems to come from the old white head. ”

Luo Fei also interjected: "But Uncle Bai's soul is very complete, and I don't see anything abnormal." ”

Xian'er also nodded: "This is the most unreasonable place, if you say, the second soul of the villagers all comes from Lao Bai, even if his soul is not broken, it is somewhat weak." Hey, you say, could it be that Lao Bai's soul was copied into many parts, he kept one copy on his body, and all the others ran into the villagers' bodies? ”

Liang Houzai was happy when he heard it: "You just talk about it, how can there be such a thing?" ”

Xian'er glared at Liang Houzai: "Why is it impossible, those villagers just have the breath of Lao Bai!" ”

I was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so I interrupted the conversation between the two: "Although Xian'er's statement is a bit exaggerated, it is not completely impossible. It was also after she reminded me that I remembered that every villager does have an old white head on their bodies. Assuming that Xian'er is right, then who copied the soul of the old white head and injected them into the villagers' bodies? ”

Luo Fei said: "The environment in this area is very special, maybe the environment has caused the changes between Uncle Bai and the villagers, and the ghosts I saw in Shangzhai before are also very strange, I have never seen such ghosts." ”