"What do you mean?"

I looked at the old smoker in a daze, and I couldn't believe it for a while.

The old smoker took another puff of his cigarette, then sighed slightly before he said, "She and Chenghuang are gone." ”

"But on the condition that Chenghuang give you three years."

"If you can change your life in the past three years, you will naturally see each other again."

I glanced at the big red coffin next to me, and suddenly felt a little empty in my heart, and I don't know why, but I felt as if I had lost something.

There was silence for a few moments before I asked, "What if not?" ”

There was a little more complicated in the old smoker's eyes, "If you can't do it." ”

"Three years later, she became Chenghuang's wife."

"And you ......"

The old smoker looked at me, "I'm going to lose what I should have lost." ”

I was silent again.

If all this is true, then what I should have lost is what the city god was about to take from me.

Without those things, I'm a cripple.

That's no different from being dead.

After a while, I smiled wryly and said, "In this way, I really don't have a choice." ”

"What should I do?"

The old smoker thought for a moment before he said, "You are the keeper of the village of Heaven. ”

"Born with five disadvantages and three deficiencies, lack of soul and soul."

"You can't change the life of the village guard."

"But you can try to make what you should have lost your own."

"What do you mean?" I don't understand.

The old smoker said with a little more nostalgia in his eyes: "I didn't understand my brother before...... How did the old madman live soundly to old age? ”

"Later, I learned that he used the life of the entire Niang'er Village to completely erase his life, but because of this, he could only live here for the rest of his life until he died, tormented by his guilt day and night."

"And the method he used."

"Yes, replenish your life!"

"Replenish your life?" I'm even more confused.

"Use other people's lives to fill in the lack of your own lives." "But it's almost impossible to accomplish. ”

"How did the old madman do it?" I asked curiously.

The old smoker didn't answer me, but asked me, "What does Niang'er Village look like in your eyes now?" ”

I was stunned for a moment.

Then I got out of bed at the signal of the old smoker, walked to the door, opened the door and looked outside, and the next moment I was completely stunned, only to feel that my scalp was cold and at the same time, my heart felt a little more desolate for no reason.

Niang'er Village is still a dry village.

But the difference is that there are coffins in front of every house, some with one, some with two, or even more.

It was only when I saw this scene that I understood.

If this is the real Niang'er Village, then the object of burning paper money and kowtowing every night when the old madman is alive may be them.

"Are they all dead?"

After watching it for a long time, I came back to my senses and looked at the old smoker.

The old smoker nodded, then shook his head again.

There was a wry smile on his face, and he took another puff of his cigarette.

"Actually, I'm not sure what kind of Niang'er Village is the real Niang'er Village."

I was stunned for a moment.

The old smoker continued, "Maybe what you saw was true. ”

"Maybe what I'm seeing is true."

"It's also possible that what those outsiders see is the real Niang'er Village."

Speaking of this, the old smoker took another puff of cigarette, then looked at me with a smile, "It's also possible that what all of us see is not the real Niang'er Village." ”

I couldn't help but roll my eyes when I heard this.

There were still some complicated emotions in my heart that inexplicably disappeared at this moment, and were replaced by an indescribable feeling.

If you really want to talk about it, you can only describe it as crying and laughing.

It also made my mood feel a little better for no reason.

I looked at the old smoker again and asked, "Having said all that, what should I do?" ”

"Since you say it's basically impossible to make up for your life like an old madman."

"Shall I not be said to be certain to die?"

The old smoker shook his head again.

"If it was true that you were not saved before, even if you were given three years, it would only be for you to live happily for three more years, but ......"

"She's found a way for you."

The old smoker's gaze fell on the big red coffin again.

"In one or three days, someone will come to Niang'er Village, and then you will personally help bury his wife and take his son as a adopted son."

"Second, afterwards, you need to leave Niang'er Village and go to find the five town spirit coffins, all of which must have a village keeper buried in these five town spirit coffins, and you have to get a sound bone from their bones."

"Three, go to the Northeast Immortal Meeting, and invite a great immortal for Niang'er Village!"

Speaking of which, the old smoker took another puff of his cigarette, "You have to do these things in three years." ”

"So I can make up for my life?" I asked with some disbelief.

The old smoker glanced at me.

"It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do."

"Especially the Zhenling coffin is not a simple thing, you want to take the bones from it......" the old smoker sneered, "Nine deaths!" ”

When I heard that Nine Deaths and One Life, my eyelids couldn't help jumping.

The old smoker added: "And the Northeast Immortal Association is not a good place to go. ”

"It is an intra-clan conference in the Northeast, and under normal circumstances, only the descendants are eligible to participate, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to participate and obtain the approval of a great immortal, and willingly let you set up a hall."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"You just say I can't do it."

The old smoker laughed again: "If it was before, I would indeed think that you can't do it." ”

"But since it's the path she chose for you."

"Maybe you can do it."

She......

I subconsciously looked at the big red coffin, and the emotions in my heart became complicated again.

To this day, I still can't figure out how I feel about her, or rather, I'm still a little reluctant to believe that what happened is true or not.

Therefore, even if I accept what the old smoker said, I still have a trace of luck in my heart, and I hope that all this is false.

After a slight sigh, I looked at the old smoker.

"Can I open the coffin?"

The old smoker shook his head.

"If you can come back here in three years."

"Nature can see it."

I was silent for a long time before I nodded.

"So what do I do next?"

"Wait!" The old smoker snuffed out the cigarette as he spoke, and handed me the plate of meat he had been holding.

"The lame wild dog."

"I thought it was an eyesore, so I slaughtered it."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I just picked the largest piece and put it in my mouth.

"Also, in the next few days, try to burn as much paper money as possible and kowtow a few more."

"Let's go to the ancestral shrine."

"After all, if you leave, it's not certain whether you can come back, if you can't come back, the next village keeper of Niang'er Village doesn't know when he will appear."

"What about you?" I asked subconsciously.

The old smoker glanced at me, "Old man, I'm not from Niang'er Village, if it weren't for you, who would want to come to this ghost place!" ”

"Let's go then!"