Three days later.

Huangjia Village.

It is said that it is a village, but it is actually a ruin hidden in the forest, and I spent two days patrolling the neighborhood to find this place.

The low, weedy walls, almost invisible roofs, and a path that only allows one person to pass through are the only traces left in Huangjia Village.

I made a fire in the woods, and I sat there in a daze, and I don't know much about the memory of this place, but I remember what was left here.

I don't remember what it was, but I had a strong residual desire in my heart that I had to come here.

It was getting dark, and I sat in front of the fire in a daze, and this time I came out not only to verify those memories, but also to erase them.

After the incident in Rock Springs, there seemed to be a little less bond in my heart, which made me understand that I was making a wish for my previous life.

When those resentments are eliminated, I am the real self.

In fact, the moment I woke up, I didn't know what kind of identity to face Chu Mo, looking at Chu Mo's face, I always had some memory fragments floating in front of me from time to time, such as feeding a little fox who had not yet been weaned, such as naming a little fox Chu Mo, such as calling her a girl.

This gave me a sense of confusion, and I didn't know how to face Chu Mo until I completely eliminated that influence.

"Hey, who are you, coming to our village in the middle of the night?"

I was in a daze when an alert voice sounded from behind me.

I froze, turned around slowly, and saw a young man with his shoulders and his scalp scraped to iron blue standing behind me, looking at me vigilantly.

I looked around, the cluttered mountains and forests were gone, the cliffs nearly twenty meters high were gone, and in front of me was a small village at the foot of the mountain.

"Who are you?"

The bald boy was a little impatient and asked again.

"Passing!"

I smiled and spat out three words.

"Passing? I think you're bearded, right? Don't ask what our Huangjia Village is, one person dares to come to explore the way, I think you are tired and crooked! ”

The bald boy smiled evilly, strode towards me, touched his hand from his arms, and took out a stick.

When I saw the stick, instead of smiling, I froze, and it wasn't a stick, it was a thigh bone.

Putting away my contemptuous heart, I faced the bald boy, stepped forward, and in an instant turned sideways, I raised the sword horizontally and put it on my shoulder.

With a thud, wisps of pitch-black gas rose from the bone rod and dissipated in all directions.

The bald boy was stunned, as if he didn't expect me to stop this, I elbowed him to the chest, opened my mouth and spat out a breath of arrow, spraying it in the boy's face.

The young man's face stiffened for a while, and his body became transparent.

"You're here!"

Before I could continue my attack, a bright light appeared behind the boy, and an old figure appeared.

A slightly rickety body, half-gray hair, a wrinkled old face, orange-red lanterns, and a pair of old yellow eyes that sink deep into the eye sockets.

"Third Master Huang!" I blurted out and let go of the boy.

Huang Sanye continued to walk forward, and the orange-red lantern light extended forward, touching the bald boy's body, making the boy's transparent body become solidified.

"You're here!"

Huang Sanye paused about five meters in front of me, the bald boy's eyes were full of rebelliousness, and after muttering unwillingly, he stepped back and stood beside Huang Sanye.

"I'm coming!" I glanced at Huang Sanye deeply and nodded uncontrollably.

"Come with me!"

Huang Sanye turned around, bent his body, and led the way in front with a lantern.

The bald boy respectfully accompanied Huang Sanye, followed the path, and walked towards the village.

The village is not large, there are more than 20 households in total, most of them are concentrated at the foot of the mountain, and red lanterns are hung at the door of each household.

Walking past the first house, my back was cold, and I felt like I was being targeted.

I paused for a moment and looked back, this family was not large, with three low thatched houses and windows pasted with white paper, which was an ordinary farmhouse.

"Hurry up, I've been waiting too long!"

It may be that I paused for a long time, Huang Sanye turned around and urged a little hurriedly.

I frowned and followed in the footsteps of Huang Sanye again.

The further I went, the stronger the feeling of being watched, and every family in the village had a pair of eyes peeping at me in the dark.

Huang Sanye's home is in the innermost, which can be regarded as the most magnificent in the village, but it can only be counted, compact and fine fences, tidy courtyards, and yards with mud and tiles, nothing more.

There were many people in the courtyard, there were more than twenty of them, most of them were very old, and there were only three young ones, and the bald boy was one of them.

I know most of them, or I know them in my previous life, looking at the familiar faces, I walked into the courtyard and subconsciously said hello: "Second Grandma Zhang, Fourth Uncle Huang, Second Sister-in-law Liu!" ”

I was greeted with a faint smile, and they looked at me incorrectly, with a sense of reluctance and resentment.

When I came to Huangjia Village, I came looking for memories, what I came to do, I don't remember too clearly, I just know that I have to come, and now it seems that things are a little bad!

Huang Sanye didn't see him enter the house, but hung the lantern under the eaves, then turned around and looked at me again, and the villagers in the courtyard also moved closer to him and stood with him as the center.

"After all these years, you're finally here, and now it's time to have an explanation!" Huang Sanye faced me and said in a deep voice.

"Say!"

I muttered, and fragments of memories suddenly flooded back to me.

There are always some people who choose to make a fortune when the country is in crisis, and these people in Huangjiacun are like this.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, many people did not have the concept of a family and a country at all, and in their hearts, the most important thing was to live well on their own.

The people of Huangjia Village eat the food of the dead and make money from the dead.

In those days, there were dead people everywhere, and the Northeast experienced several major wars, the most important of which was the Russo-Japanese War.

Fighting a war requires labor, repairing fortifications, building blockhouses, who does these hard work, the answer is very simple, Chinese.

In those days, the lives of the Chinese were not valuable, not only foreigners did not take the lives of the Chinese seriously, but also the Chinese themselves.

The people of Huangjia Village were doing the work of collecting corpses at that time.

If they just collect the bodies and bury those who died, it would be a great merit, but they didn't, and they gave a knife to those who died.

Drain the soul and refine the corpse oil, but if the corpse passes through their hands, don't think about it.

The reason for doing this is very simple, in order to protect yourself, sacrifice yin souls, create magic weapons, and that's it.

In their eyes, there is no nation, no country, only Huangjia Village.

Later, I showed up.

When I appeared, Huangjia Village had been wiped out, and it was none other than Little Japan who killed them.

In the Russo-Japanese War, some relied on the Russians to live, and some relied on the Japanese to survive, and the people of Huangjiacun relied on the Russians to live.

Russia was defeated, the Japanese cleaned up those Chinese who had defected to the Russians, and Huangjiacun unfortunately came into the sight of the Japanese.

No matter how many magic weapons there are, no matter how many Yin Souls are refined, they can't compare to guns, and it is not surprising that Huangjia Village was wiped out.

People die with resentment, the probability of becoming a ghost will increase exponentially, Huangjia Village was originally a dead man's food, and was slaughtered, the result is obvious, the whole village has turned into a ghost, existing here.

After turning into a ghost, Huangjia Village became a well-known ghost village, and I appeared at this time.

Huangjia Village was boiling with resentment at that time, the villagers themselves were not good, and they were familiar with the method of refining the soul of Yin, and almost formed a ghost similar to Yin Soul Town.

That's what I came to be here.

The purpose is very simple, to resolve the grievances here and help those resentful souls who were enslaved by Huangjia Village to be freed.

This kind of thing, it doesn't make sense, in the end I can only rely on fighting, and I won, but it is not very easy, the villagers who were cornered are ruthless, if I don't let them go, they will die together with those unjust souls who have been detained.

Faced with this situation, I chose to compromise and told these villagers in Huangjia Village that as long as they let those wronged souls go, I would let them go.

Huangjiacun chose to compromise, let go of those unjust souls, detained himself here, and was not allowed to go out.

Ten years later, I didn't come back.

Twenty years later, I still haven't come back.

Thirty years later, I still haven't returned.

After years of waiting, the villagers of Huangjia Village gradually deepened their resentment towards me, and eventually, they waited for 90 years.

If I don't show up again, I'm afraid these villagers will break free and return to the world, and it's hard to imagine what will happen when the time comes.

"After so many years of missing appointments, don't you have anything to say?" Huang Sanye's sunken eye sockets revealed a coldness.

"I'm dead!"

I confessed, "I was trying to answer the promise and lift the ban on you, but unfortunately I died!" ”

"Huang Sanye, you should be able to see that I am not the me I was back then!" I pointed to my heart and said in a deep voice.

"I don't want to hear explanations, I just want to know, how are you going to place us?" Huang Sanye said word by word.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"It's very simple, open a hall and set up an order, I want to open a ghost hall, and I want the name of our Huangjia Village to be re-established!" Huang Sanye said gloomily.

I took a deep look at him, and my eyes flowed over every villager in the courtyard, their eyes were very greedy, revealing a sense of desire, just like Huang Sanye said, they wanted to open a court.

The requirement of opening a hall and setting up a single seems simple, it is nothing more than setting up a ghost hall, looking for a few disciples when the time comes, treating people and accumulating yin virtue, and then cultivating into ghosts and immortals.

But the greed in the eyes of these villagers told me that it was not that simple.

Huangjia Village eats dead people's food, not for a year or two, but for more than a hundred years, and no one knows how many secret techniques they have accumulated over the years.

But as far as I know, when Huangjiacun was refining corpse oil and sacrificing yin souls, the biggest idea was immortality.

In that era, as long as you live, there is hope, and only by living can you see the future, coupled with the chaos of war, human life is like a mustard, and the villagers of Huangjia Village do not take human life seriously at all.

In their opinion, there is no difference between human life and mouse life, so there is no psychological burden when they skin and burn corpses, which also allows them to accumulate a wealth of experience.

It is conservatively estimated that there are tens of thousands of corpses in Huangjia Village, that is to say, there are more than 100 corpses handled by each villager.

Once they succeed in setting up the hall, I suspect that it won't be long before there will be no living people in that hall, and even if there are, no one can predict that the people in the hall will not be the original person.

"Daoist Chu, what are you thinking?" Huang Sanye smiled gloomily and said: "This condition, you have to agree if you agree, and you have to agree if you don't agree!" ”

"What if I don't say yes?" My heart sank, and I had a bad thought.

"If you don't agree, then we'll do it ourselves, don't forget, it's you who broke our promise!" Huang Sanye raised his hand and slowly pointed at me.

The villagers in the courtyard also looked at me at the same time, and their cold eyes revealed a murderous intent.

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