It was still early, the two of them walked for a few days in the direction of Jiangnan without hurrying, passing through a small village, and a light rain suddenly fell on the sky, and the two stood under the eaves of a family to hide from the rain.

Zhu'an asked, "Are you wet?"

Dream Weaver shook his head.

"I don't think the rain will stop for a while, so let's take shelter from the rain here. ”

Weaving Dream looked around and said, "I think this small village is quite big, and the scenery is okay, we can stay here for two days." ”

The two of them were talking under the eaves when they suddenly heard a few peasant women's conversations in the drizzling rain, in the courtyard next to the eaves where they were sheltering from the rain.

It's not that they want to eavesdrop, it's just that both of them practice martial arts, and their senses are much sharper than ordinary people, and the two peasant women are too loud and the content of the conversation is strange, which attracted the attention of the two.

"Eh, it's raining again just after taking out the buds, it's really annoying!"

"God's face can't help it, Aunt Wang, come into the house to avoid the rain......"

Yesterday evening, the old Li family's iron son went to the back mountain to cut wood, and he came back after dark, passing by the big willow tree, and there was an old man standing under the tree, Tiezi felt strange and took a closer look, only to see that the old man's face was covered with blood, and his appearance was very terrifying! Tiezi was frightened, and he didn't pick up the firewood when he fell to the ground, so he hurried home. No, Tiezi fell ill directly today, and he must have been unlucky enough to run into an evil spirit! Fortunately, his daughter-in-law went to the witch doctor to ask for medicine and came back, so it was better!"

Baogen's daughter-in-law echoed: "Ouch, this is weird and scary!"

In the past few months, there have always been people in the village who have disappeared inexplicably, there are more than a dozen of them, and they can't find them, and these people are crying to death!"

"You said this is good, how can there be no people?"

Aunt Wang's tone became mysterious: "If you want me to say, you must have caught that evil spirit." As soon as someone disappeared in this village, several people under the big willow tree saw ghosts, do you think it has anything to do with it!"

"I think so, but what can I do about the haunting of this village?"

"You, take a good look at your little wealth, tell him not to go under the willow tree and hide, run to play and go home early, and don't go out at night. ”

"Well, okay, I'll tell him later. But can't you invite a Taoist priest or something to take a look at this haunted thing?"

"Why didn't you invite it? The village elders had already gone to invite us, but when they saw that our village was remote and they couldn't get enough honorarium, they wouldn't come!"

"Alas, this man ......"

......

After listening for a while, the two of them felt that there was something wrong here, so they stayed to inspect it.

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When the rain had subsided, they went into the village.

But the strange thing is that after asking several families, they refused to let them stay overnight, and some of them still had very bad faces.

I don't know if it's because of the evil that has made people panic recently, and they don't dare to let the living live in the house at will.

Seeing that the door was also closed, Weaving Dream turned his head to look at Zhu'an and said, "There is no family in this village who is willing to let us stay overnight, what can we do?"

"It's okay, there's a thatched hut at the end of the village, let's go ask again." He didn't expect this situation, but he still comforted him.

Weaving Dream nodded, and the two walked to the end of the village together.

He knocked politely on the outer door, stood outside the fence and waited for a while, and an old man with gray hair came slowly and opened the door.

The eyes were not very good at squinting at them, "What's the matter with you?"

"Uncle, let's ......" Before Zhu'an finished speaking, Weaving Dream suddenly interjected, "We are newlyweds, and we are about to go back to our parents' house and pass by here." ”

Zhu'an glanced at her, she looked back with a smile, and Zhu'an had no choice but to continue: "It's getting late, can it be convenient for us to borrow it for one night." ”

The old man looked hard for a while, and seeing that the two men did not look like bad people, he slowly withdrew himself and said, "Oh, the newlywed is coming back to the door, then come in." ”

The old man pointed to one of the three thatched huts in the hedge wall and said, "Live in this room, and find anything you want in your cupboard." ”

After a brief explanation, he slumped on his back and went into another room.

"It's great that someone is finally willing to let us stay overnight!" I also said that the people in this small village are so indifferent, and they are still kind!" Weaving Dream said with a smile and pushed the door open.

"Yes, my new wife!" he bit the last few words very hard, and Weaving Dream's face turned red, muttering: "Isn't this for the old man to let down his guard!"

Zhu'an shook his head helplessly, and entered the room with Weaving Dreams.

The room is not big, and there are no valuable belongings, but it is very tidy and tidy, and the bedding on the bed is complete.

Weaving Dream sat down on the bed covered with floral sheets, patted the bed and said, "This room is quite clean, a bit like a girl's room." ”

After looking around, he nodded, "It should be a girl's, there is a bronze mirror and rouge on the cabinet in the corner, and these things are usually not placed in the men's room." ”

"And where did this girl go?"

Zhu'an thought for a while and speculated, "Maybe it's out...... It's also possible that it's missing. ”

Weaving Dream's eyes widened, and Zhu'an hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I just guessed so. ”

"Oh, actually, what you said is very reasonable, so what do we do now?"

"Wait, wait until night, and we'll go under the willow tree. Now you can ask this old man first. ”

Weaving Dream nodded, volunteered to jump up and said, "I'll come, I'll be the best at chatting!"

“......”

Then Weaving Dream ran out of the house, and I didn't know what to say to the old man, who laughed. After a while, Weaving Dream squatted in the yard and peeled beans while talking to the old man.

Sure enough, he soon got along very well with the old man, but he was very curious about what she said.

After making dinner, the three of them sat down at the table in the courtyard to eat.

Zhu'an listened to their speeches, occasionally replying a few words, and generally understood that the situation in this village was similar to what the two peasant women said.

He remembered that the witch doctor mentioned by Aunt Wang was usually called a doctor, and it was really rare to call a witch doctor, so he was more concerned about this, so he asked, "I heard from the villagers, there is a very powerful witch doctor in the village?"

Unexpectedly, the old man's face suddenly sank, and it took a long time before he spoke, but it was a completely different evaluation from the people in the village, and he replied sullenly: "It's just a liar." ”

The old man didn't say much with a bad face, so he opened the topic away, and the atmosphere eased a lot, and after chatting for a while, the two went back to the room after cleaning up.

"This old man doesn't seem to like mentioning the witch doctor. ”

Weaving Dream nodded, "Well, actually, I also mentioned the witch doctor before you asked, but the old man seems to be very reluctant to mention him, how to say it, that feeling is like ......"

"Hatred." ”

Weaving dreams is a little clear, nodding, and Zhu'an feels very keen.

"This witch doctor needs to be careful. Let's wait a little longer, and when the old man sleeps, we'll go out. ”

"Good!"

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After waiting for a while, the fire in the next room was extinguished, and the two of them waited for a little more before extinguishing the candles in the room and jumping out of the window lightly.

The two of them had already found out where the road from the village to the back mountain was, and soon they were under the willow tree at the intersection.

The big willow tree was so thick that they might not be able to hold it with their hands, and the branches were lush and vibrant, and there was nothing unusual in the moonlight.

"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this big willow tree, if you have to say anything wrong, it may be that it grows extraordinarily thick, and it is estimated that the age of the tree is quite large!" Weaving Dream patted the trunk of the tree and walked around the willow tree again, "Not to mention that there is an old man with a bloody face, he doesn't even have a bird's nest, could it be that the villagers are scaring themselves with false rumors?"

Zhu'an pondered, shook his head and said, "I don't think it's like it, if only one person in the village sees it, it may be a rumor." However, many villagers have seen it, so there is a real problem. ”

"Let's hide and observe for a while. ”

The two of them swept up the tree and quietly hid in the dense willow branches.

After waiting for half an hour, there was no wind or grass at all, and Weaving Dream was about to doze off on the trunk of the tree.

At this time, a man staggered from the village road, chattering, and it turned out to be a drunkard.

"Good wine, good wine! Hiccup......"

He was so drunk that he grabbed a flask in his hand, gestured to the air for a long time, and said with his tongue wide open, "Drink......! This wine is really good!

Seeing that he was about to pass by the tree in a drunken and hazy way, Weaving Dream looked down and took a deep breath, and suddenly there was a black shadow under the tree.

Zhu'an also saw it, and motioned to weave dreams and not move first.

I saw that the drunkard was swaying closer, and when he saw someone standing motionless in front of him, he walked over and patted the man on the shoulder with great joy, and said with a big tongue with a wine burp, "You are also here, burp, drink...... Hiccup, Zhang Sanjia brewed it himself, and the wine is very fragrant! Hiccup, I, I just brought a pot here...... Here you go...... Taste it!"

As he spoke, he put the flask in his hand up.

The black shadow was very small, as if it had grown out of the ground.

I saw that he slowly raised his head, which had been lowered, and looked at it by the moonlight, and saw that there was a bowl-sized hole in his head, and blood was flowing everywhere, which was very terrifying, and he grabbed the drunk man and said gloomily: "Okay." ”

When the drunkard saw it, his soul was suddenly scattered, and he was instantly frightened and woke up most of the time, screamed, and the ghost cried wolf and fled into the wilderness.

The two of them were just about to go down and catch the "ghost", when suddenly a black-robed man came out of the grass next to them.

The black-robed man sneered and scolded at the ghost: "What kind of evil thing should I be, it turns out to be you old thing! Originally, you still have a few years to live, but since you are so anxious to find death, then I will send you to see the king of Hades in advance!"

After saying that, he flew and slapped him fiercely, and he was about to slap the ghost, as if he wanted to slap him away.

The ghost was so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Zhu'an hurriedly drew his sword and flew down to block the palm, and quickly stabbed it with a backhand, forcing the black-robed man to retreat again and again.

The black-robed man saw that the situation was not good and did not like to fight, so he hurriedly ran to the back mountain.

Zhu'an quickly said, "Weaving Dreams, you take him back first!" and then flew after him.

Weaving Dream also got down from the tree and helped up the people on the ground, and some wondered where he would take him back to the old man's house? This came back with a bloody "ghost", and he had to scare the old man half to death.

She looked down and said in surprise, "Uncle, why are you?"

Although the bloody face was confused, but if you look closely, it is the old man who took them in, "What's wrong with your head?

Weaving Dream reached out to touch it, and found that the blood was cold and slimy, not like it had just flowed out.

"Fake blood?"

The old man seemed to be frightened by the black-robed man, lowered his head and refused to speak, so Weaving Dream had to send him back first.

The old man kept sitting at the table with his head down, and Weaving Dream didn't ask any more questions, and brought water to help him scrub off the fake blood.

After waiting for a while, Zhu'an returned.

As soon as Zhu'an entered the door, he shook his head, "The black-robed man is very familiar with the terrain in the mountains, and he quickly hid when he entered the mountain, and I didn't catch it." ”

He walked in, sat down at the table, and Wen Yan asked, "The old man is pretending to be a ghost and scary, but it's because of your daughter?"

Hearing him say this, the old man, who had been sullen, suddenly raised his head, his expression was excited, and he almost grabbed his sleeve directly, "How do you know?"

Zhu'an's attitude was still very gentle, "Guess one or two, please tell the old man in detail, we will naturally help you." ”

The old man looked at him, did not speak, did not rush to be safe, just waited quietly.

Suddenly, he sighed and slowly said the strange things that happened in the village.