The group walked for a day and arrived at a small village. It's evening now, and the setting sun casts a yellow glow over the village. But this small mountain village gives them the feeling that it is not lifeless. It was supposed to be late in the evening, which should be the busiest time in the village. But here, except for the white smoke emitting from the chimney on the thatched house, which indicates that cooking is taking place in the house. Not a single person existed in the streets of the entire hamlet. Qingli and the others have excellent ears, and they can also hear someone whispering in the house in the village. But there were very few voices from the domestic animals, not even a single barking of dogs.

Qingli and the others all sensed that something was wrong. In practice, people are fast on their feet, so they can walk for one day and catch up with others for two days in a carriage. But this small village is not too far from Fahua Temple. Moreover, it is still part of the territory of Buddhism. Even though the people of Hokkeji Temple rarely take care of foreign affairs. However, the closest temple to Shangyun Temple will also often have monks visiting these places. If something happens here, it doesn't make sense that no one will find out. But ever since Kiyori got here, her sharp instincts cried out that there was danger here. But Qingli didn't find any other anomalies. Qingli's face became more and more serious.

Qingli turned her head to look at Hengzhen and Hengtong, hoping to get some hints from them. But the two of them just shook their heads with a solemn face. Seeing the solemn atmosphere, Jingwu licked her lips and said unconsciously: "Why is there no one walking outside in this small village?

At this time, Qingli couldn't say anything more. A discerning person can see that something is wrong here. Coupled with the effect of Jingwu's crow's beak, Qingli is sure that something bad is happening here. This place is under the jurisdiction of the Buddha, and it is impossible for them to leave it alone.

Qingli said: "Everyone be vigilant and enter the village." After saying that, he walked to the village first. Hengzhen followed Qingli closely. It is followed by Jingwu and Jingtong. Hengtong is at the rear. The moment they walked into the village, Qingli visibly felt a layer of coolness slip through her body. The eyes of the five widened in surprise - the formation enchantment. But why did it appear in this small mountain village?

After entering the village, Qingli still didn't feel anything unusual. But she always felt that the trail was full of murder. The little gold on her shoulder instantly exploded. Qingli raised her hand to smooth its hair, and Xiao Jin immediately settled down. However, it can be seen from its eyes that it is in a state of extreme alert, ready to burst into battle at any moment.

Qingli and the five of them walked to the door of one of the best houses in the village and stopped. This is supposed to be the village chief's home. What is said to be a good house is actually built with a mixture of stone and earth. But I don't cover it with thick tiles. The rest of the roofs are all thatched. Although there is a courtyard gate, the courtyard wall is a fence made of bamboo and tree branches. Therefore, the people of Qingli can actually see the situation in the courtyard. There is a chicken coop in the corner of the courtyard. There were two chickens in it, but they didn't make any sound. If it weren't for seeing their bodies trembling slightly, Qingli would have thought they were dead. Seeing that there is nothing sealed on the mouths of the two chickens, the farmer will not casually pour dumb medicine on the two chickens. So the two chickens didn't crow because they felt something. Animals' instincts are sometimes more sensitive. What can make them suppress their nature without calling, what they feel is extremely dangerous for them. It seems that something is serious.

Qingli nodded, and Hengzhen stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door. The sound of a gentle knock on the door stands out in this quiet environment. The occupants of the house apparently heard a knock on the door. Qingli and the others clearly heard the sound of panicked footsteps and the sound of things like benches falling to the ground in the room.

"Please...... Who's out there, please?" came an old, panicked voice from inside the room.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is Hengzhen, a monk of Fahua Temple. Passing by the precious land, I wanted to ask the donor for a sip of water. I wonder if the donor can make it easier?" Hengzhen replied.

There was silence in the room at first, and then the voice just now said in surprise: "It's actually a monk from Fahua Temple?!" and then the door slammed open. An old man with a wrinkled face and an anxious face appeared in front of everyone.

He saw five monks standing outside the courtyard gate. Although he is a mortal, this place is not far from Fahua Temple, and it belongs to the place under the jurisdiction of Buddhism. So the villagers are basically devout Buddhists. Of course, they had also heard the legend of the little monk in Hokkeji Temple. Therefore, for Qingli, Jingwu and Jingtong, the old man did not feel that it was a burden. He walked from the house to the courtyard gate in three or two steps, and opened the courtyard door. He first folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, I have seen several eminent monks. Because the matter was urgent, five eminent monks were invited into the house to discuss in detail. ”

Listening to the old man's conversation, he should be a person who has read a book. Such a person is more organized and should be able to get to the point quickly. It seems that although the old man is afraid in his heart, he is not afraid to the point of incoherence. Qingli breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, at least there was no major problem with communication.

The five of them followed the old man into the house, and there were only two adult men and a little boy about five years old in the small room. When they saw the five of them, they wiped the wooden bench a little crampedly, and then invited them to sit down. Just outside to reassure the people in the house, so Hengzhen answered first. But Qingli is the most senior among them, and she originally led the team on this trip. So when I got to the house, it was natural for Qingli to ask.

"Amitabha, poor monk Qingli. These are the poor monk's nephews - Hengzhen and Hengtong, and the nephews and nephews - Jingwu and Jingtong. The poor monk and his party went out to travel, passing by the precious land, and wanted to ask the donor for saliva to drink. However, seeing the situation in the village, something big must have happened. I also ask the old man to solve my doubts. ”

Several people were surprised when they heard that Qingli was actually the best. However, the old man quickly reacted. He diligently asked his eldest son to bring boiling water, and then couldn't wait to say it: "Hello masters, the little old man is Ge Ming, the village chief of this Xiaohe Village." Although our small river village is poor, it is a little poor. But everyone in the village was willing to do it, so everyone didn't starve to death. Little Lao'er, now he is almost sixty. For so many years, life has been relatively peaceful. In addition, we are all Buddhist believers, and the masters of Shangyun Temple come to inspect every month. The village is also full of harmony. ”

The village chief sighed and continued: "More than half a month ago, after the masters of Shangyun Temple came to inspect it, there was nothing abnormal in the village. On the third day after the patrol master left, three people came to the village. There were no outsiders in our small mountain village. So the old man went up and asked what he meant. These people only said that they were the children of rich and noble families, and they wanted to go to the countryside to find some wild fun. They also gave fifty taels of silver. When they came, they did not stay in the village, but went directly to the hill on the other side of the village river. Xiao Lao'er has seen many people in his life. Although these people are gorgeously dressed and their manners look extraordinary. But I felt a thick smell of blood from them. The bloody smell is thicker than the butcher at the entrance of the village. Thinking that the people in the village are all people who don't have any force, Xiao Lao'er can only ask the people in the village not to disturb them. Who knew that something was still going on in the village. Since they came, all the girls and mothers-in-law in the village, young and old, have suffered. ”

Qingli thought that she had just entered the house and didn't see the hostess, so she must have suffered a disaster. Qingli didn't interrupt silently, and continued to listen to the old village chief.

"The first to suffer was Siya, the daughter of Zhang Erwa in the village. I heard the fortune teller say that this girl's life is not good, and she was born when the lunar year was cloudy. So the people in the village didn't like her very well. But after she didn't return overnight, the villagers still helped to look for her. But nothing has been found. We also suspect that the people on the mountain did it. I wanted to go up the mountain to look for it, but I found that I couldn't go up the mountain at all. It's like there's an invisible wall blocking us. The old village chief sighed, "From that day on, every girl in the village would disappear one or two every night. Every time, a strange wind blew outside the window, and then they disappeared out of thin air! Then the girl was gone, and even the married woman began to disappear. We wanted to go out of the village and report to the master of Shangyun Temple, but we found that we couldn't go out at all. There are no more women in the village today. We were afraid that the strange wind would come back at night, and in the evening every house would be closed. A few masters are trying to save our village. ”

Qingli thought for a while: "Amitabha, the monks are compassionate. In addition, Xiaohe Village is also under the jurisdiction of my Buddhist sect. I'm not going to sit idly by. ”

The old village chief's family suddenly showed surprise.