The people in the ancient village are all dead at night, and it is difficult to find the murderer during the day, so they can only wait for the murderer to come out at night.

It was night, the villagers of the ancient village were all gathered in one place, almost three houses could accommodate a hundred people in the ancient village, no one dared to sleep tonight, they all kept their eyes open and did not say a word, waiting for the murderer to come out by himself.

In the front village, there was a strong wind first, and then a woman in white stepped into the air, her long hair fluttering, her hands and feet were elegant, gently floating over the house in the front village, like a ghost, very deserted.

Gradually, her direction turned to the back village, and her face was indifferent. The shadow of the wind began to appear on the road in the back village, some dust was undulating, and something was faintly wandering on the road.

"It's the murderer, he's coming, he's coming. Hearing the wind, some villagers suddenly became afraid and couldn't sit still.

"Shut up!" Sledgehammer sternly stopped, this is a critical moment, how can you disturb the murderer because of the villagers, Sledgehammer doesn't want to be so scared every night.

The next moment, there was a bleak singing voice from the back village, which made people feel frightened.

"Don't listen!," Sledgehammer said, noticing the strangeness of the villagers, while covering his ears with both hands. The villagers in the cottage did as the sledgehammer said, but the villagers in the two houses did not know.

The villagers in the other two houses were disturbed by the singing, and there were faint signs of impatience and riot.

"Senior brother, put away your eyes and ears, and don't listen to this song. Finding Yun Sheng's strange appearance, Linglu reminded, deeply afraid that Yun Sheng would fall into the singing.

Yun Sheng was stunned, listening carefully to the singing, for people who really understand the rhythm of music, what kind of rhythm can tell what kind of person is playing, it is obvious that at this moment Yun Sheng heard the singing, and heard the story hidden in the singing.

Yun Sheng understood, but Linglu didn't understand, seeing Yun Sheng's appearance, Linglu drew his sword and rushed out.

"Senior sister!" When Linglu rushed out, Yun Sheng woke up, and then followed.

There was nothing in the back village, except for some gloomy, only the bleak singing, and after Linglu found the source of the song, she quickly went in that direction.

"Senior sister, don't ......" Yun Sheng wanted to call Senior Sister Linglu, but before he finished speaking, he didn't see Linglu, afraid that Senior Sister Linglu would have something, Yun Sheng also chased after him.

The reason why the people of the ancient village were able to survive here was that in addition to the fact that the front and back villages are separated by a mountain, there is also a small river next to it, and it is this river that feeds the ancient village.

At the foot of the hill in the middle of the village is the river, and there is a woman sitting by the river, singing and combing her long hair, and she is mostly desolate in her elegance.

Linglu followed the song and came here, saw the woman by the river, and said coldly, "Where is the demon doing here?"

The woman didn't seem to hear, still singing and combing her long hair.

"Senior sister. "Yun Sheng chased after him.

Seeing the woman in white by the river, Yun Sheng's eyes were attracted, not because of the woman's beauty, but because of the woman's temperament.

"In Xia Yunsheng, dare to ask what Miss is called?" Yunsheng Shili asked.

Listening to Yun Sheng's words, the woman turned her head slightly, glanced at Yun Sheng, and then put off her makeup, "Slave Dieshuang, I've seen Gongzi." ”

Perhaps it is Yunsheng's unique temperament of the children of secular families that makes women treat each other politely. Yun Sheng saw the woman's answer, so he continued: "What happened in this village recently, I wonder if it has something to do with Miss Dieshuang?"

The woman in white listened to Yun Sheng's words, and turned her head in the other direction, "The slave family just killed the person who should be killed." ”

When Linglu heard Dieshuang's words, the Ice Rainbow Sword in his hand faintly emitted a cold glow, and Yunsheng stopped in front of Linglu when he saw this, "Senior sister, no." ”

"Senior brother, she is not human. Linglu said that she had already seen the identity of the woman in white, a ghost who had cultivated the ghost path, which also confirmed why there were no dead people in the ancient village during the day, just because the woman in white was a ghost, and her cultivation had not yet reached the realm of the sun and the moon.

"What?" Yun Sheng was startled, and looked carefully, this woman in white was all a person, how could it be a ghost, "Senior sister, is she really a ghost?"

Dieshuang heard the conversation between Yunsheng and Linglu, and she looked straight into the distance, "The slave family is indeed not a human being, everything the slave family does is to avenge their parents." ”

She couldn't forget that night, what happened in that night, but she didn't want to implicate others, "Childe, this matter has nothing to do with you, please leave here tomorrow." ”

Yun Sheng was stunned, "Yun Sheng doesn't know what Miss Dieshuang has experienced, but the people of the ancient village have lived here for generations, so why should they be brutalized, it's better to let them go." ”

Dieshuang doesn't like Yunsheng's words, if she lets these villagers go, how can she be worthy of her parents, "The slave family will not forget the kindness of their parents." ”

didn't want to talk to Yun Sheng anymore, Dieshuang turned into a shadow and disappeared.

"Miss Butterfly Shuang......" Yun Sheng shouted.

"Senior brother, people and ghosts have different paths, even if you let her go now, she will come out to harm people in the future. Watching Dieshuang disappear, Linglu felt that it was tricky, and with her cultivation in the Great Xuan Period of the Heaven Realm, she didn't find any trace of disappearance.

Yun Sheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, so he finally went back with Linglu. Although what happened in the ancient village was done by Dieshuang, from Dieshuang's singing, the desolation of that voice is impossible to fake, and only those who have experienced it will understand.

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The next morning, the villagers started a new day of work, Yunsheng and Linglu still had to investigate the matter, Sledgehammer explained to the villagers, and went out to work with a group of villagers.

"Where do you think this matter should be investigated?" Seeing these villagers start working, Linglu asked Yun Sheng, and at some point, she began to care about Yun Sheng's point of view.

"I don't think Miss Dieshuang will appear in this village for no reason, maybe the older generation will know. Yun Sheng thought about it for a while, and then analyzed the matter.

Analyzing Dieshuang's affairs, Yun Sheng saw the second uncle of the sledgehammer, the old man who was stupid.

"Maybe he knows something. Yun Sheng walked towards the tea shed, Linglu following behind.

The old man is 80 years old, he is the head of the ancient village, since the death of the ancient village, he has been in a daze, during the day in the tea shed, at night in the ancestral shrine.

Yun Sheng walked up to the old man and bowed and said, "Old man, Yun Sheng is disturbed. ”

"It's the Taoist chief, don't bother, please sit down. The old man said.

Yun Sheng sat opposite the old man and said, "Old man, there were strangers in this village before. ”

From Dieshuang's last sentence, Yunsheng decided that Dieshuang must be with her parents, and only the enmity of her parents made her not forget, otherwise why would she say that she would not forget the kindness of her parents.