Shujue stayed in Linshui Village for more than two months.

The people in the village took the trouble to come to the door every day to ask for help, but there were fewer and fewer people who came in the end.

In the end, almost every family in the huge village became empty, and those who still had living people in the family did not dare to go out again, as if they had resigned themselves to waiting for death at home.

The bodies of those who died were left undisposed of, and the smell of rancid hair was born in the house, which was found in almost every household in the village.

Compared with the bustle when Shujue first came, the village is now terrifyingly quiet and desolate during the day.

"Mother, I'm hungry."

"Mother, I'm hungry too."

The two little girls looked at their mother, who had not eaten anything for a whole day.

Wang looked at them, and the helplessness in his eyes almost overflowed.

Her man was tied up by the group and brought to the immortals to make amends, but the immortals did not forgive them. That night, her man died, in a miserable state, and like the rest of the people in the village, his body was not whole.

Wang had a premonition that his man would die, so he separated the two children, endured the fear in his heart, disposed of his body alone, and cleaned the house again.

When the two children asked where her father had gone, she said that he had gone hunting and would not be back in a few days.

She has a total of three children, the eldest is three years old, the younger is two years old, and the youngest can't walk yet, so she has to hold it.

The village has been out of food for a long time, and those whose families have died have long been taken away by others; After eating their own food, the Wang family went around the village again, almost all the houses were the same, the people were gone, the family's food was gone, and now there was really nothing to eat.

She wanted to go up the mountain to get some food, but the children were only so old, especially the youngest Laidi, who couldn't do without her at all.

It's not safe in the mountains, and it's very unrealistic to take your children to find food.

Looking at a few children who were waiting to be fed, Wang's nose was sour: "Zhao Di Pandi, bear with me, when Dad comes back, we will have something to eat." ”

Laidi in her arms didn't understand the current situation, and she cried to drink milk.

But Wang himself has been hungry for several days, where did he get the milk?

Taking advantage of the fact that the other two daughters were not paying attention, she was ruthless, so she simply bit her finger and stuffed it into her mouth. The child was so hungry that he took his mother's finger and began to suck.

Wang hugged her, her pale face turned a little whiter, she didn't seem to feel the pain in her fingers, she held the child and shook it gently, humming in her mouth: "Come on, don't cry, my mother is here......"

Looking at the scene in the courtyard, Shujue wanted to send some food to Wang's mother and daughter.

But she couldn't.

So many people have "died" these days, and now as long as the Wang mother and daughter also die, they can know where this domain came from.

After struggling in despair for a few days, Wang finally fed Laidi a meal of "milk", covered her little daughter with tears in her hands, and sent away Zhaodi and Pandi in her sleep - they had not eaten for a few days, and the two children were already extremely weak and did not have any struggle.

The three children lay side by side, looking as if they were just asleep.

All kinds of past events came to mind, and the sound of "mother" seemed to be still in his ears, looking at the child he brought up with one hand, Wang couldn't cry.

As she picked up the scissors and stabbed them into her heart, something seemed to shatter.

The place where Shu Jue was sitting was still on the roof of the Wang family one moment, and the next second it was a ruin.

The ruins of the walls came into view, the uncollapsed earthen walls were covered with moss, and the dilapidated huts stood in a clump of weeds, accompanied only by vines.

"This is the real waterfront village."

The river has long since dried up, and the village is no longer a village.

Everything has changed, and this place has become a drop in the ocean.

Following the route in her memory, Shujue finally found Zhen's mother's house.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the traces of the house burned down by the fire can still be seen.

"Sister Immortal, you're here."

Looking at Ah Yan who appeared behind him, Shu Jue nodded: "Sure enough, it's you." ”

Ah Yan is still in the illusion, thin and small, but her whole person exudes a terrifying aura, "Sister Immortal, since you are here, then take my bones away and let me reunite with my mother." ”

Ah Yan's body was thrown halfway up the mountain in Dongtou, and Shu Jue and Yan Beizhou followed Ah Yan's resentful spirit to find her body.

There are many wild beasts in the mountains, and her corpse has long been mutilated.

"It's okay," Ah Yan didn't seem to care much about her corpse, and kicked her own skull, "You take it with you, just bury it with my mother's bones." Oh yes, my leg bones are over here—"

Ah Yan didn't care about what they did with their bones, and seemed to think that their storage bag was not good for bones, so she said: "I heard that in some places, it is popular to burn the bones by fire, leaving only some dust as a memorial, so you can burn it." ”

Seeing Shujue's hesitation, she said: "It's okay, even if it's just a little bit of dust, I can be buried with my mother, and I'm content." ”

Shu Jue agreed, and with a flick of his fingers, the bones that were put together instantly turned into ashes.

After putting away the ashes, the two of them returned to Jane's house.

Ah Yan moved her fingers, and the dilapidated house returned to the appearance of Shujue's impression.

They were standing in the house, and another "Ah Yan" came in outside the house.

She was thrown into the house.

"Dead wild seed, Lao Tzu will clean you up after cleaning up your mother!" The man said this, closed the door and left without looking back.

Ah Yan, who was lying on the ground, raised her head tremblingly, her little face was bruised and swollen, full of traces of being beaten.

Looking at the man who left, the resentment in Ah Yan's eyes almost condensed into substance, but the injuries on her body were too serious, and she lay on the ground weakly, not even having the strength to turn over.

"That man killed me." Ah Yan's expression remained unchanged, looking at herself lying on the ground, her voice was calm like an outsider.

Yan Beizhou was stunned, the man just now should be Ah Yan's father, right?

"Oh, he's my real father." Ah Yan floated out with the man, and Shu Jue and Yan Beizhou glanced at each other and followed.

There was a room full of people sitting in the hall.

The man sitting at the top was somewhat similar to Ah Yan, talking to Ah Yan's father, and kneeling at the bottom was a woman, the woman's long hair was scattered, covering her face, but Shu Jue recognized that it was Zhen Niang.

Her wrists were unnaturally dangling, and a thin ankle was bleeding from her disheveled face.

Shu Jue couldn't hear what the two men were saying, but saw Ah Yan's father laugh for a while, then got up and pulled Zhen Niang's hair to hold her out.

The intense pain brought the ashen Jane back to her senses, and she began to struggle, staring at the room where Yan had been thrown into.

"That person is my uncle, my mother was beaten so much that she couldn't stand it and ran back, but I didn't expect my uncle to turn around and find someone to send a letter to my father, telling him that I was in Linshui Village with my mother."

Ah Yan's father brought people to Linshui Village to make trouble, and he wanted everyone in the village to know that Zhenniang had secretly escaped from her husband's family; Later, I don't know who started spreading rumors, saying that Li Zhenniang was stealing people outside with a man behind her back, and she was discovered, and she ran back to Linshui Village for fear of being beaten.

Zhenniang was dragged to the entrance of the village by the man, and it was time for dinner, when a group of people gathered around the entrance of the village to watch the excitement, pointing at her, and no one came up to dissuade her.

Faced with a pair of unfriendly eyes and a face full of malice, Jane Niang had a miscarriage in mental grief and physical pain.