Rong Xian threw a piece of broken silver at the guards and walked into the city unhurriedly.

Along the way, it was as if someone was pointing the way, and the goal was clear towards the fairy village in the distance.

Shenxian Village is a village in this city, and there are about 3,000 people in the village.

Rong Xian looked up at the tall gatehouse, although the words 'Immortal Village' on it were immature, they gave people a sense of high spirits.

From a gatehouse, you can roughly see the spiritual outlook of the villagers in this village.

With a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, Rong Xian walked into the gatehouse and walked towards the village.

She had just stepped into the village when a dark wind swept the ground, and the sky was dark overhead.

Rong Xian's footsteps paused slightly, and her tone was smooth and gentle: "Chan'er, I'll be fine." ”

She looked into the distance, and there seemed to be an invisible whirlpool in her deep eyes, trying to sink everything she could see into darkness.

She smiled slightly and said, "Someone will have to pay for the death of you and your eldest brother." ”

There was no one around, but Rong Xian could see clearly, and a little girl had been following her closely.

She was as old as she was now, only fourteen years old, and she was dripping with blood all the time, with a big hole in the hollow, and blood and tears lying in her dark eyes.

It was her twin sister, Rong Chan.

A year ago, the eldest brother came back from the exam and passed through here, but he died unexpectedly, and his mother couldn't bear the pain of losing her son.

My father sent someone to find the head catcher of six doors to find clues, but in the end he returned in vain.

Although Rong Chan is young, she is extremely smart.

She sensed from the vague words of the head catcher that things were not so simple, so she secretly left home to investigate the truth of her eldest brother's death, but she died in this fairy village, and she died so miserably.

The pain that Rong Xian endured half a year ago was Rong Chan's pain before she died, twin inductions, and she still has palpitations when she thinks of that pain.

Rong Xian's clear eyes were filled with a little waves, and her smile was sweet, but it made people feel cold for no reason.

It seems that no matter which sister she is, the result is not very good.

In that case, let everyone in the Immortal Village pay for the death of their sister.

Rong Xian walked towards the village unhurriedly, her speed was not fast, and her gestures were all with the good upbringing of the family.

As soon as she passed through a fertile field, she was confronted by three men carrying hoes.

The corners of Rong Xian's mouth curled, and she took two steps forward and said, "Three big brothers, I heard that the Immortal Temple in your Immortal Village is very famous, I don't know how to go?"

The three crop men's faces turned pale suddenly when they saw Rong Xian for the first time, and their eyes were full of horror, as if they had seen something incredible.

Hearing Rong Xian's question, one of them forcibly held back his horror and asked, "This prince has come to worship the gods in the Immortal Temple?"

Rong Xian stroked the jade crown on her head, and smiled like a spring breeze: "That's right, I'm here to worship God." ”

She was very good-natured and said: "I heard that the Immortal Temple has everything you need, I want to pray for my mother, brother and sister, and ask the three eldest brothers to show the way." ”

It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly. Under the sun, this son is gentle and harmless. But the three of them only felt eerie, not only did they feel terrible, but their backs were cold.

Wang Daniu held the hoe tightly, as if this would bring him a sense of security.

He trembled and pointed to the green mountains in the distance, and said, "The Immortal Temple is in the mountains, so go by yourself." ”

Rong Xian smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

She bowed her hand and walked towards the green mountain with great interest.

Seeing her walk away, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Daniu swallowed his saliva, and asked in a trembling voice: "You say, does he have anything to do with Rong Chan?"

"Wang Da Niu!" Li Yang shouted in a low voice: "Don't mention that name." ”

It seemed that those two words had opened some taboo, which made the three of them shudder fiercely.

Zhang Laizi said with a white face: "He looks so similar to that girl, will they be, will they be a family?"

Li Yang thought for a while, threw the hoe to Wang Daniu and said, "This matter must be told to the village chief, if they are really related, we must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible, you go and get busy first." ”

In the distance, Rong Xian looked at the figures of the three indifferently, with coldness in her eyes.

Walking through the fields, there is a long river ahead, over which rudimentary bridges have been built with plank ropes.

Rong Xian stood on the bridge and leaned down the river.

She said lightly, "Did they just press you into this river?"

She tilted her head to look at the little girl beside her, as if waiting for her answer.

Rong Chan covered her face with her hair, and when she saw the river, she shook her whole body and nodded fiercely.

That day she tried to run away but accidentally fell into the river, and before she could swim up, the men chased after her.

They pressed her head into the river, and again and again, the river choked into her body, and she only felt a burning pain all over her body.

Until she lost her strength completely, those people actually stripped her of her clothes and did whatever they wanted to her.

As if thinking of that terrible thing, blood oozed from Rong Chan's eyes.

She died, died so miserably, became a lonely ghost, no one could see it, no one could hear it.

When she sensed that her sister had come to avenge her, Rong Chan felt extremely frightened, and she was afraid that her sister would also be killed by these devils.

The eldest brother died here, she also died here, what about the sister?

Rong Chan floated in front of her sister, and said in a terrible voice: "Sister, they will kill you, you leave quickly, sister." ”

She was terrified, she was afraid that she would not be able to protect her sister, and she was afraid that those people would hurt her sister.

Rong Xian smiled slightly and said, "They won't have that chance, Chan'er is not afraid." ”

Because of her arrival, in this ordinary world without any special circumstances, Rong Chan is the only one who exists as a soul after death.

I don't know if this is good or bad for Rong Chan.

Rong Xian stood up straight, took one last look at the long river, and continued to walk forward.

After crossing the river, there are rows of apricot trees, and the trees are hung with golden apricots, and the fragrance of apricots is particularly attractive.

Rong Xian looked at the apricots and walked along the flat road towards the back mountain.

After walking for about an hour, Rong Xian wiped her sweat and felt that she was quite tired when she was a mortal, so she found a big tree and moved a big stone and sat down to enjoy the shade.

It wasn't until the scorching sun passed and the sunset reflected in the sky that Rong Xian stood up.

She followed Rong Chan's guidance all the way to the deep mountains, where the tall trees covered the sky and the sun.

The sound of insects and birds sounded, and the night gradually came, and Rong Xian's footsteps stopped in front of this barren mound.

"This is a mass grave, and the bones of the eldest brother are here. Rong Chan said with tears in her eyes.

Rong Chan gently floated to the grave covered with wild grass, knelt on the ground and whimpered and cried.

"That night, I dug grave after grave here alone, and finally dug here. The caftan was made by my mother, and he also wore a bracelet I knitted with gold wire on his wrist, he was the eldest brother, the eldest brother......"

Rong Chan cried miserably, her resentment and anger made the mass grave even more terrifying.

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