It wasn't until the evening that Chang An finally gathered all the children in the village together, and he looked at Shi Kuang, who was already stunned, and said

"Brother Shi, please go back to Shicun and inform the village of this."

Shi Kuang came back to his senses and asked

"What about you?"

Chang An looked at the children.

"There are so many children here who need to be taken care of, let's stay here and wait for the people from Shicun to come and settle down."

Shi Kuang looked at Yang Bai, who was still asleep, nodded, and said

"Please, Brother Chang."

With that, he used all his strength to feed and ran out.

Chang An looked at Chang Sheng, who fainted, and gently let her lean on herself, sitting quietly in the courtyard with a complicated expression.

Will Ishimura be next?

He thought to himself, from what Yang Bai said in the morning, at least when Yang Bai left the village, the village was still normal, but in just one morning, the whole village died of the same poison, and what is even more strange is that this poison accurately avoided the children, and all the children in the village were unharmed, he couldn't imagine how he could do all this, how terrible that person or group of people should be.

At least he tried everything he could, but he felt that he couldn't do it at all, quietly poisoning all the adults in a village, and avoiding all the children with precision.

Perhaps, it is really the demon king asking for his life, Chang An thought.

It wasn't until the moon hung high in the starry sky that Chang An saw the sparse firelight moving towards the village in the distance outside the village.

Shi Kuang came with the people of Ishimura.

The villagers saw the children all over the yard, silent, the old village chief's cloudy eyes, with the light of the torches around him, the old and white hands unconsciously clenched the crutches, the lips trembled slightly, and said in a trembling voice

"Here we go again."

The villagers brought some food and began to distribute it to those children, Chang An watched all this silently, he had calmed down at this time, he leaned Chang Sheng and Yang Bai together, walked to the village chief, and said

"Village chief, can you take a step to speak?"

The old village chief looked at Chang An in surprise.

"You are..."

Shi Kuang walked over.

"Village chief, this is Brother Chang'an, and he has been living with his sister-in-law in my house these days."

The village chief nodded.

"Oh, I did hear yesterday that two strangers came to the village."

Chang An nodded, he stretched out his right hand, and motioned for the village chief to go elsewhere to talk with him in detail, the village chief stared at Chang An for a while, and saw that he looked serious, not like a joke, so he nodded

"Okay, let's go outside."

Then he turned and commanded the villagers.

"You can ask where the dolls belong later, and then send them back."

Chang An frowned, a little displeased, but he couldn't say anything.

On the starry night, Chang An and the old village chief walked on the muddy path of Yangjia Village, and the old village chief was lying on his body, looking much shorter than Chang An.

"Chang Gongzi, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

The old village chief got straight to the point and said directly.

Seeing this, Chang An didn't talk nonsense

"I heard Brother Shi Kuang mention the legend of the Demon King during the day, and I am very interested in this kind of legend, but Brother Shi Kuang is incomplete, so I want to ask the old village chief to talk about this legend again."

The old village chief stopped, looked faintly in the direction of the Chijiang River, and sighed

"It's not a legend, it's a real thing."

Chang stood quietly aside, waiting for the old village chief to continue, the old village chief glanced at him and continued

"You also saw that the adults in this Yang family village died in less than a day."

Chang An shook his head.

"But Yang Bai is still alive."

The old village chief smiled bitterly.

"Sooner or later."

Chang An asked again.

"What exactly happened a hundred years ago."

The old village chief stared into the distance, his thoughts wandering, and he returned to the distant past.

"I was eight years old, and it was summer, and the village was as quiet and peaceful as it was tonight, and there was nothing outside but the sound of insects. I was sleeping, we were here in the summer, there were a lot of mosquitoes, I didn't sleep long, I couldn't sleep all over the itch, I wanted to sleep with my father next door, I walked to the door, but I saw my father and mother push the door out, I called them, but they didn't speak, I saw that they looked wrong, so I called them hard, but they just didn't speak, they didn't seem to see me, just go outside, I felt wrong, so I desperately called them, but they still didn't hear, just kept moving forward, out of the house, out of the village, I walked a long way, I felt very scared, ran to someone else's house, wanted to call someone for help, but I shouted for a long time, no one heard, I had to secretly follow myself, I followed until the Chijiang River, and saw ......"

When the old village chief said this, his voice became a little excited, he paused, trying to calm his mood, Chang An saw that his expression was abnormal, and he knew that the village chief must have seen something terrible.

He asked

"See."

The old village chief's voice was still a little trembling.

"I saw not only my father and mother, but also on the edge of the Chijiang River, there were people from our village and Yangjia Village, they were all like my father and mother, in a trance, and I didn't know what they were doing, just standing on the shore, at first I thought they were in a meeting, but then I learned that it was not, they just stood in the middle of the night, no one spoke, I stood behind and looked at them from a distance, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, until I saw that I was sleepy, they actually fell to the ground with a brush, I was in a hurry, so I ran over, When I ran to my father's side, I saw that my father and mother had turned into a dry corpse! ”

Chang An was shocked and blurted out

"Impossible!"

The old village chief sighed

"That's the truth, I was very scared at the time, but I still went to look at the other people and found that they had all turned into dried corpses, and I still haven't figured out how people who were fine just now became dried corpses in the blink of an eye. I was so frightened that I sat directly on the ground, but my hand touched the ground, but I felt that the ground was wet, I felt strange, there was no rain for two days, the ground should be dry in the summer, but where did I take care of so much at that time, I picked up my father and mother and ran back desperately, at this time, I felt that the tall father and mother had become very light and light, as if there was no weight all of a sudden, I didn't care about those, it was desperate to run, I don't know how long I ran, I ran back to the village, I put my father and mother on the bed, and ran back to the house to sleepI hope that tomorrow, when I wake up, my father and mother will still be making breakfast for me as before. ”

Speaking of this, the old village chief's eyes began to become frightened, as if he remembered something more terrible.

When I woke up the next day, no one told me to get up, and no one was making breakfast, I inadvertently looked at my hands, but found that my hands were dried blood and soil, I recalled the wet soil I touched last night, only to find that it was not water, it was blood flowing in the mud, I desperately ran to my father's house, but there was nothing in the house, I clearly remembered that I put my father and mother on the bed, but now there is nothing in the house, I desperately ran to the river last night, but I found that the people from last night had also disappeared, and I ran back to the village, and like crazy, I desperately knocked on other people's doors......"

After listening to the story, Chang An still felt ridiculous, and he asked

"Even if what you say is true, how could you children who are not yet sensible survive a hundred years ago."

The village chief glanced at Chang An lightly and asked something that made Chang An creepy

"Didn't you notice that no one eats fish in our fishing village?"

Chang An's frightened look quickly dilated in the old village chief's pupils, and at this moment, he finally figured out a lot of things.

"That's why the fish in the village are made into salted dried fish to make it easier to preserve."

The old village chief smiled sadly and said

"For as long as I can remember, our village has maintained this tradition, only fishing, not eating fish, and it was only when I grew up that I realized why I did this."

Chang An asked again

"You rely on the Chijiang River and don't eat fish, how did those dishes come from?"

The old village chief said

"Yangjia Village is different from our village, they grow vegetables, we fish, the vegetables are not easy to preserve, we eat vegetables, and now, the dried fish we save is enough for these babies to eat for a few years, and after a few years, they can also live on their own."

Chang An said

"Do the villagers know about these things?"

The old village chief shook his head

"They think it's a legend, but for a hundred years, there will always be inexplicable dead people in the village, in fact, everyone knows it."

Chang An nodded secretly, no wonder when Shi Meng died last night, those villagers were very calm.

"So, every time you send the dead to the river, it's just to sacrifice to the Demon King, hoping to appease the Demon King's anger?"

The old village chief nodded and said

"The legend of the Demon King has been passed down to us for thousands of years, and if I hadn't seen these things with my own eyes, I would never have believed it. Later, our dolls grew up, but some people always died suddenly, I thought it was the demon king coming again, so I sent the dead people to the river to sacrifice, sure enough, after a few years of peaceful birthday, later, this rule was preserved. ”

Chang An sneered

"Dedicated to the Demon King, but now he's coming to ask for his life again."

He continued

"The rule of not eating fish started a hundred years ago before that incident, so, did such a thing happen a long time ago, so your ancestors left such a rule."

The village chief shook his head blankly.

"I don't know, maybe, but that doesn't matter to us anymore, and we are in a catastrophe this time."

Chang An suddenly felt a little angry, angry at the cowardice of these people.

"In that case, why not leave."

The village chief smiled bitterly

"Leave? Where to go, we have lived here for generations, we can't do anything except fishing, I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death elsewhere, it's better to be here, at least we can live safely for several years, and besides, the demon king is so powerful, can we really run away. ”

Chang An was speechless for a while, and he didn't know where to start, at this time, the ins and outs of the matter had a rough outline in his mind, but he didn't know whether to talk to the villagers.

Because he felt that even if he said it, it didn't seem to make sense.

He looked at the village chief and the villagers with pity, and thought of his sister Chang Sheng again, and once again felt his powerlessness.

He looked up at the night sky, the moon was bright and the wind was clear, as if he was witnessing this bleak world, he listened to all directions, and the sound of insects echoed between heaven and earth, as if he was mourning the suffering people.

Everything happened unexpectedly.

"Village...... Long"

Not far behind Chang An and the village chief, a weak shout came, Chang An and the village chief looked back at a middle-aged man lying on the ground, his left hand covering his abdomen, and the fingers of his right hand were stuck in the mud, he tried to raise his head and look at the village chief and Chang An in front of him, his face had become sallow

"Help me, I don't want to die."

This was his last plea, his body became limp, and with a "snap", he fell to the ground, his begging gaze became dull and scattered.

Chang An quickly ran over, but it was too late, the man was already out of breath.

Behind him, the village chief muttered

"It's started, you're going to die, and no one can survive, hahahaha."

He suddenly laughed wildly, and ran away like crazy, not at all like a centenarian.

Chang An didn't have the time to care about him at all, because the next moment, those children who were originally resting in the courtyard suddenly ran out and scattered everywhere.

Chang An secretly screamed that it was not good, he performed light skills, and rushed to the courtyard as if flying.

As soon as he arrived outside the hospital, his foot was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

"Save me"

The sound of pleading came from the soles of his feet, and Chang An looked down, it was Shi Kuang's third uncle, who was lying on the ground and crawling in pain.

Chang An gently held his hand and turned him over, wanting to pass some internal force to him, but when he turned over, he saw a bloody hole in the third uncle's abdomen, and the third uncle's other hand was inserted in his abdomen, and the blood stained his arm, and he could vaguely see that his fingers were still picking at something.

"I'm uncomfortable."

The third uncle said painfully, while speaking, the hand inserted into the abdomen did not stop, because of the pain, he used his hand to pierce his abdomen.

Chang An looked at him calmly, he gently stretched out his right hand, his right hand became hot, and "snapped" a palm force full of Kuofu-level internal force, easily breaking the third uncle's heart, and he used all his strength to ensure that when the third uncle died, he didn't feel it.

He walked indifferently to the courtyard, at this time, there were still some villagers who had not yet happened unusually, Yang Bai and Chang Sheng still hadn't woken up, Shi Kuang was sitting next to him, looking at Yang Bai blankly

"Brother Shi."

Chang An walked over.

Shi Kuang still looked at Yang Bai blankly, and muttered in his mouth

"Brother Chang, you say, will I die?"

Chang An looked at Shi Kuang carefully, his hands kept trembling, his face was already full of beads of sweat, but his feet seemed to be numb and stiff, Chang An looked at the courtyard, felt a little wrong, and asked the villagers in the courtyard.

"When you came, Ishimura was fine."

Some villagers who have not yet lost their minds replied

"Everything is fine in the village."

Chang An said hurriedly

"Let's go!"

The villagers were stunned.

Chang An said loudly

"Now Yangjia Village is the most dangerous, hurry back to Shicun, maybe you can save your life!"

When everyone heard this, hope rose in their hearts again

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone scattered for their lives.

Suddenly, only Chang An was left in the courtyard.

Chang An saw that Shi Kuang was still sitting there and said

"Brother Shi, let's go."

Shi Kuang turned his head, smiled desolately, and said

"I don't feel my feet anymore."

Chang An was shocked, he reached out and touched Shi Kuang's leg, there was nothing abnormal, he slapped Shi Kuang's leg a little harder.

"Does it hurt?"

Shi Kuang shook his head, and Chang An added a little more force.

"Does it hurt?"

Shi Kuang still shook his head.

Chang An'an said that he heard Yan Sihai say that there was once someone who was in extreme fear, his limbs were suddenly paralyzed and he lost consciousness, Shi Kuang saw that Chang An's expression was wrong, and he knew that the situation was not good, he looked at Yang Bai and Chang Sheng, who were still asleep, and said

"Brother Chang, I'm afraid it won't work, so you better take them and run for your life."

Chang An simply did it.

"I'm not going to go."

Shi Kuang was surprised

"Why?"

Chang An said

"The murderer hasn't been found yet."

Shi Kuang yelled

"How can you find the murderer when the demon king kills someone, go and run for your life!"

A breeze passed, bringing a little irritating sound of insects, Chang An looked at Shi Kuang, a small insect fell on Shi Kuang's face, Chang An's pupils, the small insect gradually became larger, until it occupied Chang An's entire pupil.

"Whew!"

Shi Kuang only felt a palm wind grazing his cheek at an extremely fast speed, taking something away.

"It's you!"

A cold voice came from Chang An's mouth.