Qinghe Village Ancestral Hall.

One by one, the villagers left, and it was cold again.

Second floor, inside the room.

The three old men sat at the table, the tea steaming, and no one moved.

The previous bitter gourd-faced man lowered his head worriedly, his palms were sweaty, and he didn't dare to look at the three elders with cloudy faces.

"We three old guys can't eat people, leave you to ask, is that thing also gone?"

Old Chen's face softened, waved his hand, signaled the bitter gourd face not to be nervous, and asked meaningfully.

Call......

Secretly relieved, the bitter gourd-faced man wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, hesitated for a while, and then nodded: "Old Chen, I went through the village chief's house, but I didn't ...... I didn't see the fox demon ......"

"What fox demon?!, don't you know where that thing came from?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

But beside Old Chen, a square-faced, broad-nosed old man could vaguely see the burly and heroic old man in his prime glaring and reprimanding angrily.

Syllable!

The bitter gourd face immediately slapped himself, and changed his words: "Oh, look at my mouth." Li Lao, you dissipate your anger, dissipate your anger, you are a fox fairy, a fox fairy!"

It's no wonder that the bitter gourd-faced man reacted like this.

It is really the three elders who have accumulated great prestige, and they are the 'living ancestors' of the three big surnames in the village, and the words they say in some major matters are more effective than the village chief.

Even if he doesn't want to, does he dare to shake his face?

"Alas, retribution, it's all retribution!"

The white-haired old lady shook her head and sighed with a bitter face: "If we hadn't been confused and believed in that bastard with black water in the stomach, we wouldn't have invited a wild fairy who didn't know the details back."

Now these things are being asked for debts!"

Bang!

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the old man surnamed Li suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked angry, as if he didn't like others to say that the fox fairy was not good, the table slammed the sky, and he reprimanded mercilessly: "Unthankful, if it weren't for the fox fairy, your Zhang family would have been extinct ten years ago!"

Again, whether it's or not is it divided into two words, the thing that popped up outside the village is more suspicious!"

"The surname is Li, you ......"

was reprimanded by someone who split her head and covered her face, and the old lady of the Zhang family suddenly looked ugly, and she was about to refute angrily.

"Okay, okay, how old are you. ”

Chen Lao frowned, interrupted the increasingly strong smell of gunpowder between the two, and waved his hand to let the frightened bitter gourd-faced man leave first, and then continued to say in a deep voice: "Whether it is a fox fairy or a mountain god, it is far from what we ordinary people can compete with.

The top priority is to minimize and avoid the recurrence of tragic disasters, as long as they are in the ancestral hall, no matter how fierce they are, they will not dare to make too many mistakes.

After all, our Qinghe Village has also produced characters and left a legacy.

As long as you survive this period of time, the winter will pass, the fog will dissipate, and you will move the village directly!"

As he spoke, Old Chen looked at the offering table in the room, with deep reverence and honor.

For the table.

A skeleton with a body as crystal as a topaz sits cross-legged on its knees, with a black knife on its lap, exuding a magnificent and majestic charm.

"Children and grandchildren are not good, children and grandchildren are not good......"

The topic touched on the bones, and Mrs. Zhang immediately restrained her anger, closed her eyes and palms, and confessed again and again.

The old man surnamed Li, who originally had a fierce and fierce face, also softened his face, and the admiration in his eyes was not concealed at all.

It seems that this skeleton is the immortal myth in their hearts, the unchanging faith for a lifetime.

Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door.

"Old Chen, downstairs is starting to clean up. Please come down and say hello, everyone is careless, if something is broken, it will be a big sin. ”

When the three elders heard this, they got up and put on a stick of incense, and then went out and went downstairs.

Inside the house, there was a lot of smoke, and there was silence.

Buzz –

On the offering table, the black knives on the legs of the bones trembled slightly, and the body around the bones also glowed yellow.

It is as if a man from a slumber has been awakened and wants to be revived.

......

Inside the village.

Jiang Wuye, who was walking on the uninhabited dirt road, felt something, and glanced around suspiciously.

It was as if the whole lifeless village was about to be revived for a moment.

But this feeling is too short-lived, so to speak, fleeting.

Take a look.

In the village, the wind and rain are bitter, everything is dead and silent, and there is still nothing alive and vigorous.

Too longing for hallucinations?

Shaking his head, Jiang Wuye didn't think deeply and continued to walk home.

Well...... Is that?

Unconsciously, approaching the strange alley called Chenjia Lane in the village again, Jiang Wuye, who had just walked out of the fork in the road, shrank back again, leaning against the wall, and only poked out half of his head to observe.

Saw.

At the entrance of Chenjia Alley, a thin, unkempt, sloppyly dressed, half-white-haired thin man was kneeling in front of a brazier and burning paper money, whispering something with tears in his eyes.

A person, babbling, crying, scolding, and grabbing his hair frantically for a while, is extremely weird.

Chen Cripple?

Jiang Wuye thought back slightly, and the information of the person at the entrance of the alley appeared in his memory.

Chen Nianyi, who has practiced medicine for generations.

When he was young, he broke his leg while collecting medicine, and gradually became a lame man.

Ten years ago, there was a plague, and if it weren't for him, the village might have been uninhabited.

It's a pity that it is said that governing others does not govern oneself.

His family was one of the first to be infected, and they were terminally ill, and in the end, they couldn't be saved despite all their might.

Since then, he has been stimulated, and on weekdays he would often suddenly go insane, or he would always be drunk and fall unconscious in the village.

Over the years, if it weren't for the fact that he had some medical skills in his hands, coupled with the help of the villagers, I am afraid that he would have been buried long ago.

Speaking of which, the predecessor was also one of the infected people back then.

Lying in bed all day long, hanging for a breath.

If it weren't for this Chen lame, I'm afraid he would have returned to the west a long time ago, how could there be anything about Jiang Wuye.

What is he doing here?

After observing for a while, Jiang Wuye, who was puzzled in his heart, listened calmly, wanting to hear what Chen Cripple was talking about.

His current ear power is far beyond ordinary people, and under his care, even if he is about ten meters away, he can still hear Chen Cripple's self-talk.

"My dad is not human...... If you want to find me, find me as a son...... Whining......

He couldn't help it back then...... A ass of debt...... Before we could reach our family, we would be beaten to death...... Every time my mother and I went out of the village, someone guarded the entrance of the village...... Whining...... I really didn't mean to......"

The scattered information made the second monk Jiang Wuye puzzled, without him, the predecessor did not have any reflection on this aspect at all.

However, thinking of the female trick in the alleyway and the 'you' that Chen Cripple said, Jiang Wuye could guess some of the approximate cause and effect.

If what you think is correct, it should be that Chen's lame father owed debts outside back then, and in desperation, he didn't know what method he used to trap the people in the laneway.

It leads to resentment after death and harms people's lives.

And according to its meaning, there are not one or two people who have been harmed by things in the alleyway over the years.

But for some reason, the villagers rarely mentioned it, so that even the predecessor didn't know that sometimes the dead people in the village were related to this Chenjia Lane.

It seems that Qinghe Village has the same taboo about this alley as it does against fox fairies.

And Chen Cripple's pretending to be crazy and stupid all these years is mostly because of this knot.

"I know you are unwilling, there is a grudge, my father went. Come at me, come at me...... I beg you to spare the others!"

As he spoke, Chen Cripple suddenly became emotional, and he got up and was about to rush into the alley.

Jiang Wuye's eyes narrowed, and his footsteps moved slightly.

If the truth is really as he guessed, Chen Cripple rushed in, I am afraid that something will really happen.

Huhuhuhu-

At this moment, the yin wind roared angrily, surging out of the alley, blowing the brazier into the sky, and the ashes flew all over the sky.

Chen's cripple fell to the ground like a rag doll, rolling in mud.

"Roll—roll—roll—"

In the alleyway, a series of sharp and piercing resentful roars came out, with an unconcealable piercing killing intent.

Hiss...... It's a hornet's nest!

How the did I get here?

Behind the wall, Jiang Wuye, who was startled by the dense resentful roar, gasped and shivered fiercely.