Mourning has long overshadowed Xianle.

Wang Xiaotao and Changsheng stood there and watched them slowly move away.

"Why don't we go?"

Changsheng thought for a while, "The situation in Dacheng Village is a little wrong, resentment is breeding, there is a big murderer here, let's let Jin Nan take a look." ”

Before, Changsheng thought that Dacheng Village was just haunted, and the equipment they brought was enough, so it was naturally easy to deal with ordinary ghosts and gods.

But now it seems that Dacheng Village has become a ghost village.

The scorching sun is in the sky and the ghosts are full of shadows, which shows that this is no longer an ordinary ghost, and it is not good that it has reached a higher level of weirdness.

They were only two mortals, after all.

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, since the situation has changed, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

"Didn't you say there was a giant spirit cannon?"

Wang Xiaotao squinted her eyes and looked at this small mountain village that seemed to be normal in the sun.

"Why wait for others to deal with it, let's go in and take a look, if it has really become a ghost village, and these people have become ghosts, isn't the giant spirit cannon just in handy?"

"Sister Changsheng is right, all the fear of the unknown comes from lack of preparation, fortunately you brought the giant spirit cannon, otherwise we would have come for nothing."

Wang Xiaotao hugged Changsheng's arm and shook it, smiled and stretched out his white fingers, and nodded at Dacheng Village not far away, "Let me see the power of the giant spirit cannon." ”

'Bang' and blow up the whole village into the sky, it should be a spectacular scene, right?

A few more shots can even blow up the mountain behind him into the sky, Wang Xiaotao is excited about the fantasy in his head.

I touched the carriage parked next to it, and touched the place where the giant spirit cannon was installed.

Changsheng thought about it and felt that Wang Xiaotao was really a good-hearted child, and in order to satisfy her compassionate wishes, Changsheng agreed to this idea.

"Among the ghosts, hell is wide open, you are dressed in white, you descend from the sky, save the world, record this picture and spread it, and you can also attract many believers."

"I hope there's still someone alive here."

Changsheng took Wang Xiaotao's hand, and under the bright sun, they walked into this strange Dacheng Village together.

From the outside, everything looks normal, and there are even pedestrians walking in Dacheng Village, as if it is just a mirage, just an illusion.

As soon as he entered Dacheng Village, the void illusion he saw outside shattered, revealing Dacheng Village, which was stained with blood and corpses and bones.

Wang Xiaotao and Changsheng held hands and watched all this in silence.

As soon as Changsheng came in, he slapped seven or eight evil exorcism talismans on them, and Wang Xiaotao also clutched the red scale dagger that he had just taken out.

In times of danger, she trusts the red-scaled dagger she carries with her more than the gorgeous and flowing Frost Sword.

The roof tiles were broken, the blood was mottled, and there were several corpses scattered along the roadside that had not been buried by rubble, and it was impossible to distinguish between men, women, and children.

Wang Xiaotao could vaguely see a corpse still holding a woodcutter tightly in his hand, he was clutching it so tightly, but it was useless, because his entire arm was torn off and thrown aside.

It can be seen that there has been a struggle with a huge disparity in strength here.

Wang Xiaotai even felt for a moment that she had returned to Jinghe three years ago.

"It's not something a ghost can do."

Changsheng condensed his breath and didn't dare to gasp.

She always felt that there was a strange smell in the air, it was the smell of blood that the incense pill couldn't dispel, "Here, what is causing trouble?" He has done so much iniquity. ”

"It's the tooth pattern of the beast."

Wang Xiaotao walked in front of a corpse and squatted down, carefully inspected, Changsheng saw that she even turned over the miserable flesh and blood corpse.

Changsheng subconsciously wanted to tell her to stay away, but when she thought about it, compared to herself, maybe Wang Xiaotao was already used to these scenes.

She always forgot that Wang Xiaotao came out of the Eight Hundred Miles Jing River Purgatory, and she had already seen a hell bigger than this.

"They say that Dacheng Village is haunted, how can there be any monsters?"

Enduring the nausea, Changsheng covered his nose and came to Wang Xiaotao's side.

"The corpses are still fresh, and that demon beast should still be here."

Wang Xiaotao stood up with her skirt, looked around, looked around, and then walked straight forward, "Let's go." ”

"Where to go?" Changsheng asked.

"Ancestral Hall."

In this kind of remote mountain village, people from the same family generally live, and the more places like this, the more attention is paid to clan inheritance, just like Wang Xiaotao's family.

There must be an ancestral hall in the whole village, which is where the whole clan gathers and worships.

That's the center of the whole village.

Only there is a clearing large enough to accommodate one, or more than one beast.

Slaughtering the entire village, how could the most important ancestral hall be spared?

"Can you still walk now?"

Changsheng grabbed Wang Xiaotao, "Xiaotao, I feel cold all over my body now, I feel very bad, for the sake of safety, let's leave now, there is no need to be damaged in this kind of place." ”

"Sister Changsheng, you go out first."

Wang Xiaotao gently but firmly rejected Changsheng, "I don't want to go." ”

"Here, Hejing River, and Anding, it's too similar, I can't go."

Now when she mentions the Jinghe tragedy and the Qiantang tragedy, she thought she would be very angry.

But in reality, there is no difference between three years and a lifetime.

Time has passed too long, and the resentment of the past is like burned coal, without a scorching temperature, only a slightly warm white, which will turn into scattered dead ashes at a touch, and cannot be rekindled.

"Eight hundred miles of Jing River, someone can come out, Dacheng Village, maybe there is someone waiting for me?"

Back then, Jin Nanjing took her out of the Jing River, and the feng shui took turns, but now is it her turn to do this?

Wang Xiaotao had already decided to at least take a look at the ghosts or beasts that were causing trouble here, and then immediately tore through the talisman of the giant spirit cannon and razed this bloody and sinful place to the ground.

What Kim Nam can do, she can do too.

Changsheng couldn't persuade her, so he had to follow her forward.

The child is juvenile, and as an elder sister, I just need to protect her well.

After passing through most of the village, the shattered houses suddenly opened up, and what they saw was a courtyard with four entrances, lined with each other on the left and right, and the bright hall was wide.

There is a large square in front of the door, with a stage, a wall, a patio, a hall, a worship hall, and a sleeping hall.

A couplet on the left and right sides of the courtyard, on the left it is written: education first, on the right side it is written: filial piety and friendship are unparalleled, and there is a plaque hanging on the main hall, which reads: Zhou's ancestral hall.

This is a rather exquisite ancestral hall with white walls and black tiles.

The hall is the main hall and the place where various sacrifices are preserved, the dormitory is the place where the ancestral tablets are enshrined, and the worship hall is the place where the worship is performed.

In many places, outsiders are not allowed to enter their ancestral halls, and sometimes even if their own family members want to enter the ancestral hall, they have to ask the patriarch for instructions, which is for the sake of the religious clan.

The whole village was covered with blood, but here it was completely clean, the walls were white, the roof tiles were blue, and even the large square in front was clean.

Now the door of this ancestral hall is closed, and they have not yet entered as they stand outside, and there is no doubt that this ancestral hall is the center of the whole village.