The rivers and lakes are full of too much deceit, grievances and entanglements, as if everyone in the rivers and lakes will inevitably have enemies, even the lowest level of the rivers and lakes, there are such and such people who want to take his life. In fact, to put it simply, the rivers and lakes are a place where grievances are entangled, and they are all playing a game of chasing me and running away, chasing each other in the bloody storm.

Wuxin chased all the way down, but never found the figure of the woman in red, every time he felt that he was about to catch up, the clue suddenly broke again, as if the other party had already known that he was chasing, and it seemed that there were other people in the red feather secretly, helping the woman in red hide her whereabouts all the way, so Wuxin could only continue to chase in the direction that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong with a little clue.

In the process of chasing, Wuxin always felt that there were people chasing him behind him, but he didn't stop to find out, because he didn't have much time to investigate, and he had to find the whereabouts of the Dharma Diamond Sutra before the woman in red disappeared, take it back to Shaolin, and fulfill his promise.

A few days have passed, but I still haven't caught up with the woman in red, and I have slowly begun to lose hope in my heart, but I am still persisting with a trace of faith that refuses to admit defeat.

On this day, he came to a town, a town that was strange from the inside out. The town was very large, and there were many people, and the streets were full of people, but not a single person spoke, and the whole town was as quiet as if everything in front of him was an illusion, and there was not a single sound, except for the occasional barking of dogs not far away, and other than that, nothing could be heard, and the pedestrians on the streets seemed to be stiffened walking dead.

From the moment he walked into this town, Wuxin frowned, thinking that he had inadvertently broken into a ghost town, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and a cold wind blowing overhead, as if he felt that he had come to the wrong place.

Walking and walking, Wuxin saw a teahouse, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in, although this place is full of weirdness, but Wuxin is really thirsty, thinking that no matter what, he must find a way to solve it as soon as possible, and then continue on the road.

After entering the teahouse, Wuxin's brows furrowed again. There were other guests in the teahouse, and there were guests drinking tea at the two tables near the corner, but all of them were expressionless, their eyes were glazed, they didn't look at each other, their eyes were fixed on the teacups in their hands, and they kept drinking tea.

Wuxin glanced at the teahouse, walked to a table closest to the door and sat down, and was about to speak to Xiao Er on the side, but saw Xiao Er already walking over with a dull gaze, holding a wooden board in his hand, and placing it on the table in front of Wuxin.

Wuxin frowned and looked down at the plank. I saw that all the types and prices of tea were written on the wooden boards, as well as the types and prices of dim sum.

Wuxin glanced at the wooden board, pointed to the name of one of the teas and a few snacks, and said lightly: "A pot of the same tea, and these snacks." ”

As soon as Wuxin's words fell, I saw that Xiao Er seemed to have suddenly come to life, stared at Wuxin with wide eyes, with a look of horror on his face, grabbed the wooden board and walked to the back kitchen, as if he had encountered a ghost.

The two guests sitting in the corner drinking tea also heard Wuxin's words, and stood up as if they had been suddenly struck by lightning, threw down a few copper plates and hurried out of the teahouse, leaving without looking back.

Looking at this strange scene, Wuxin's brows furrowed even deeper, he didn't know what was going on here, he didn't know where he had come, why there was a trace of weirdness hidden everywhere here, making people's hairs stand on end.

Soon, Xiao Er walked out of the back kitchen briskly with a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks, without saying a word, putting it on the table without looking back.

Wuxin looked at Xiao Er, who hurriedly returned to the back kitchen, and wondered in his heart, he didn't know what was going on, why the two table guests and Xiao Er in the teahouse just now were hiding from him like a plague god, for fear of having too much contact with him.

I thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out, so I simply didn't want to. I poured myself a cup of tea, drank it all up, and finally felt a little happier in my dry mouth, and then picked up the snacks on the plate and began to eat. He didn't rest much along the way, let alone drink water and eat.

Until he had no intention of eating and drinking, the little two didn't come out again, and it seemed that he didn't even collect money. Wuxin looked at the counter, it was empty, and the owner of the teahouse didn't know where he went. After thinking about it, he didn't greet Xiao Er again, put the money on the table, and got up and walked out.

As soon as Wuxin walked out of the door of the teahouse, two people came out of the back kitchen, one of whom was the little second just now, and the other was a man who was nearly fifty years old and slightly bloated, who looked like the owner of the teahouse.

I saw a bloated man poking his head out to take a look, and then beckoned to Xiao Er. I saw Xiao Er running to the door quickly, and quickly sealed the door panel from the inside, looking a little rushed, as if he was already planning to close.

Before he had gone far from the teahouse, he heard the sound of wooden planks colliding behind him, the only sound he had heard since he entered the town, except for the barking of dogs that came and went, and he couldn't help but look back. But I saw that it was the teahouse that I had just come out of.

Soon, the door to the teahouse was sealed. I didn't want to look at this strange scene, and the doubts in my heart deepened, how could it be closed so early. A series of strange things made his mind gradually shift from the woman in red to this strange town, and he always felt that this weird-looking town must be hiding some secrets.

looked at the passers-by passing by him, and unintentionally looked at these people carefully to see if there were any slightly more normal people. But everyone who passed by him was all glazed over, and their expressions were almost identical, and they didn't squint or look at him, as if he didn't exist.

Just as Wuxin was about to lose his patience, he suddenly saw a woman walking towards him with the child in her arms, and the child who was being held in what seemed to be his mother happened to be looking at Wuxin. But he only glanced at it, and when he found it unintentionally, he quickly turned his gaze away, although it was just a glance, but it was still discovered by unintentionally.

Moreover, the child's mouth was covered with a thick coarse cloth, which blocked his mouth so tightly that he only kept one nose to breathe.

Wuxin stopped, turned abruptly to look at the woman who passed by him, and slowly followed without hesitation. Finally found a normal person by him, how could he let it go. By this time, his curiosity about the town had grown.

The woman kept moving through the crowd with her child in her arms, saying nothing or looking at anything along the way, just walking on the way.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman finally turned around and walked into an alley, and after walking a short distance, she stopped in front of a courtyard gate, pushed the door and walked in, and then closed the courtyard door tightly.

Unintentionally came to the gate of the courtyard, and was about to reach out to push the door, but suddenly stopped, hesitated, withdrew his hand, looked around, and then took two steps back, jumped onto the courtyard wall, and jumped into the courtyard.

The woman, who had just walked into the courtyard not far away, was startled when she heard the movement, and when she turned around, she saw the strangely dressed man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and her face was so shocked that she turned around and ran into the house as if she had seen a ghost.

Seeing this, he hurriedly followed, and now he was sure that the look of dull eyes and silence just now was all pretended by this woman, so it can be imagined that those people outside were probably also pretending, in order to solve the mystery in his heart, he had to ask this woman clearly.

Before the woman who ran into the house could close the door, Wuxin had already pushed open the half-closed door and rushed into the room, so frightened that the woman hurriedly retreated backwards, hid in the corner, and looked at Wuxin in horror, but she didn't even let out a single exclamation from beginning to end, and bit her lip tightly, as if she would rather die than say a word.

Wuxin stared at the woman for a moment, and then began to inspect the house, and then he saw a man, a man who was slumped on the bed, pale, struggling to get up, staring at Wuxin with pleading eyes.

Wuxin looked at this person struggling on the bed, and already understood in his heart that this was a sick person in bed, and he couldn't walk freely for a long time. Then he turned to look at the woman who had just come in, and saw that the woman was carrying several packets of herbs in her hand, and it turned out that the woman had just gone to help her husband get the medicine.

"Don't hurt them, please, take me if you want to catch me, anyway, I'm no different from dead, but they can't die. The man who was struggling on the bed looked at Wuxin pleading and said as he struggled.

Hearing the man's words, Wuxin's face finally showed a hint of joy, this was the first person he had seen to speak since he came to this town, except for himself.

So, he looked at the man on the bed and asked lightly, "What kind of place is this?"

The man on the bed was stunned for a moment, and struggled to speak: "Don't take them, please, please." The faint tone was still repeating what he had just said, and he didn't seem to understand what Wuxin had just meant.

"As long as you tell the truth, I won't hurt their mother and son. Wuxin glanced at the woman hiding in the corner and still didn't say a word, and the child in her arms, and then looked at the man on the bed and said.

The man's face showed a look of disbelief, hesitated for a moment, and finally said slowly: "This place used to be called Changle Town, and the people in the town have always had no quarrel with the world. But suddenly one day, a group of outsiders came and settled here. The leader was a monk, but he was mute and could not speak. ”

One day he heard people in the town talking about him being mute, and he was so angry that he ordered his men to kill the whole family of those who talked about him, not even a dog. And since then he forbade anyone in the town to speak, and if anyone dared to speak, he would kill whomever he wanted. The man said, a look of pain on his face, as if he remembered some past events.

Go on. Wuxin looked at the man with a painful face, frowned, and said lightly, motioning for the man to continue.

"At first, the people didn't think about it, but that night, a strange flute suddenly came from the town," the man had not finished speaking, but he was interrupted by Wuxin's sudden remarks.

"Flute?" Hearing the man mention the word "flute", his eyes lit up and asked loudly.

The man caught up in the memory was startled by the unintentional voice, which also pulled him back to reality. I saw him nod and said slowly: "That's right, it's a flute, a very weird flute." ”

"What's going on?" Wuxin asked, frowning.

The man thought for a moment, and then continued: "When the flute sounded, all the people who had been heard during the day came out of their homes on their own, and were led by the sound of the flute to the monk's dwelling, and then no one came back alive, as if they had just disappeared. ”

Since then, the town has no longer been called Changle Town, but has become a ghost town, and people have privately said that the monk is a devil from hell and has cursed the town. The man said slowly with a hint of horror on his face.

After listening to the man's words, Wuxin's brows furrowed deeper, and he gradually fell into deep thought, he now finally understood why no one outside spoke, and why everyone avoided him after he finished speaking, and the coarse cloth covering the child's mouth, all this, he finally understood.

But what made him most curious was not this weird story, but the strange flute sound that the man said, could it be? Thinking of this, the corners of Wuxin's mouth showed a trace of imperceptible sneer......