If Xia Yue came with a team of imperial soldiers and horses as Six Gates, then it would be okay, he could gather the people from the three villages and act according to his arrangement.

But he came in a private capacity, and he didn't even notify the government here, how could he command the villagers? No one will believe him.

Everyone looked at each other and was worried.

But the old man, Lin Dian and Niu Zhiyi all admit it.

Not to mention the other villagers in the village who didn't know about it, even if it was the three of them, they had to make up their minds to let them leave for a while.

It is difficult to leave the homeland, not just leave.

Hundreds of people, old and young, as well as pregnant women who are pregnant with Liujia, and patients with limited mobility, how to go.

Xia Yue was outside the door, looking at the vast night, and asked Ye Caitang.

"What do you think you would do if you were a Chimeng person and found out that you were about to be exposed?"

Ye Caitang said lightly: "Since it has been exposed, it is either you who die or I die, of course, I am fighting for my last breath and killing a few more." Kill one to get back to your capital, kill two to earn one. ”

Xia Yue glanced at Ye Caitang.

This girl has always been so cruel.

However, if Chimeng's people commit suicide without saying a word, and they don't hesitate to even want their own lives, then it is not uncommon to kill all opponents.

After all, every victim who dies dies a miserable death.

The three locals were desperately thinking about what was wrong with the people in the village. But I really can't think of it, the current generation of Chimeng people were born in the village and grew up in the village. Their words and deeds are no different from those of the locals, and they can't be more natural.

Xia Yue said: "Do you know where these two people live?" They are Chimeng, and their families are nine times out of ten. ”

A Chimeng person has made a home here, and the descendants have passed it on, naturally from generation to generation.

When they get married, they will definitely be extra careful and choose to marry with the same clan, so as to preserve their secrets to the greatest extent.

Old Man Quan immediately nodded: "Yes." ”

Xia Yue said: "Go and see." ”

The old man immediately led the way, and regardless of whether he could see it in the middle of the night, Niu Zhiyi helped him and rushed to the nearest house with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"This is Song Lingcui's family, but I don't know that there is a person in her family."

Everyone stood at the door of this ordinary house, only to see that the courtyard gate was hidden.

"Be careful." Xia Yue said, went inside, and let those who didn't know martial arts follow behind.

Went into the yard and nothing happened.

There was a black hole in the room, Liu Sha walked over, but saw that the door of the room was also hidden.

Standing at the door for a while, Xia Yue said, "There is no one inside." ”

Ye Caitang couldn't feel it, but she knew that for people who knew martial arts, some things were very nonsense. For example, Xia Yue's hearing is particularly good, standing outside the house, she can hear the breathing of the people in the room.

Unless the other party is more powerful than him, there is an internal force behind him, or there is a way to not breathe all the time. Otherwise, he can hear the other person's breathing, and he can also tell what state the other person is in from the breath, how many people there are.

The main thing is that it is not normal for a person who knows martial arts. ωＷω.ＧoＮЬ.οrＧ

As soon as Xia Yue said this, Liu Sha pushed the door in with a fire and went in.

There are no people in the room, and there are no organs, it is just an ordinary house.

But Song Lingcui is definitely not the only one here, Niu Zhiyi woke up the neighbor next door and asked, saying that the Song family still has parents and an elder brother, that is, there are three more people.

There were also traces of people living in the house, but now, there is no one left.

And they walked in a hurry, and even the quilt was still warm.

Liu Sha said: "I just left. They must have gotten some news before leaving, this news is likely to be the suicide of Song Lingcui and the others, and there may be some special contact between them. ”

But there's no way to know where they went.

Ye Caitang lit their oil lamp and flipped it in the kitchen.

Si Hu couldn't help but say: "What is Xiaoye turning over?" ”

Ye Caitang stopped rummaging through his hand: "I want to know, how they hide their red eyes." ”

In this era, there are no contact lens lenses that can change the color of the eyes, and I just heard that I also checked the two people who committed suicide.

When the two were first caught, their eyes were black, but before they died, their eyes turned black.

At that time, their hands were tied, and there was no way to reach their eyes.

The reason why the eyes turn from black to red can only be the effect of drugs.

When they decide to die, they don't care if they're exposed.

Poisoning yourself to death, it's too simple, poison can be hidden in the mouth, it can be hidden in the nails, Song Lingcui's poison is hidden in the nails, when Ye Caitang inspected the corpse, she found that one of her nails broke her skin, and the poison entered the bloodstream.

It was also at this time that her disguised black eyes turned back to their original red.

Ye Caitang said: "They have been living at the foot of Changshui Mountain for a long time, and there must be a simple way to change their eye color, not with the help of external forces, only internal medicine." ”

Eat, what to eat?

Si Hu followed Ye Caitang in the kitchen for a while, and sure enough, he found a clay pot.

This jar is like an ordinary person's jar for pickles, and when you open it, you can see that there are some green vegetables inside, just like pickles.

Pickled vegetables are a 5,000-year-old tradition in China, and everyone pickles them.

People who don't have money use pickles as a dish to eat, and the same is true for rich people, who will eat breakfast, and when the taste is light, they will also want to have a few bites. However, the pickling method is more delicate.

But why not put this jar, a jar for pickles, with the other pickles?

Ye Caitang took a pair of chopsticks, took out some of the dishes in the jar, put them on the table, and called the old man and Niu Zhiyi to come and see.

"Look at this, it should be all wild vegetables that are often eaten in the mountains."

Several people gathered in a circle to identify them.

The dish is recognizable, not chopped, but whole roots, and the leaves and stems are clearly visible.

Anyway, Ye Caitang didn't know him, and thought it should be a local wild vegetable. If something is pickled and made into a dish, it should be eaten often, and it will not travel thousands of miles to bring it from Chimeng.

A few people distinguished, Lin Dian and Niu Zhiyi both shook their heads: "I haven't eaten it, I do know pickles at home, but I've never seen this." ”

Niu Zhiyi even wanted to taste a pair of chopsticks to see what it tasted like. Is it that the food at home is chopped?

But Si Hu grabbed his hand, the young man was frizzy, he didn't know it, and he didn't know what it was, so he dared to put it in his mouth, and he was not afraid of poisoning.