"En?" "The traverser originally wanted to take advantage of the bright sky to go to the higher peaks in the distance to see what he could find, but he didn't walk for long, but he saw a big tree splashed with bloodstained pottery shards, and the surrounding could vaguely smell the smell of the bad wine brewed in Jiming Village, and then when he looked closely, those pottery pieces were put together like a pot, called Zhao Xiaoliu and asked, it was also confusing, it was very common for people in the village to buy wine and oil with their own clay pots, but who would climb the mountain with a wine jug?

The traverser picked up a few pottery shards and looked at them: "This is not used to smash people...... There is no hair sticking to the pottery shard...... It was thrown into a tree and deliberately shattered," he looked at the bark again: "The person who threw the pot is not small, and the fragments are embedded so deeply, he is a practiced." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Practiced", Zhao Xiaoliu was shocked when he heard this word, grabbed the two packages in his hand tighter, and by the way, tightened the money bag in his waist, and said in a trembling voice: "It's the Tian family, the Tian family wants to sacrifice their fourth child with blood, and first take the rooster as an example......"

The traverser ignored him, looked around, and sure enough, he saw some clues, thorn bushes that had been knocked down, twisted branches, trampled dirt...... Zhao Xiaoliu suddenly shouted, pointing not far away, the traverser looked there, it was a shiny hardwood stick, wrapped with iron at both ends, and when he got closer, the iron head part was a little dented, which showed that it was a thing used for many years, not a decoration at home, and when he touched it, the tentacles were cold and smooth, showing that it was well maintained, not something that had been discarded for a long time.

"Tian's family's, Tian's family," Zhao Xiaoliu hissed, frightened too much, and couldn't say anything: "They use this for their masters, I recognize it, their masters have come up the mountain to find us!"

"And I've met a ghost," the traverser snorted, "and I've lost all my weapons here." ”

"Huh, huh," Zhao Xiaoliu calmed down a little: "This, there will be no ghosts on this mountain, but what are they throwing weapons here for?" If it is said that Tian Boss caught the main master, see that the two of them are a wreck, a little girl, there is no third person, he thinks that the use of a stick is not good, he abandons the weapon, and comes up and gives him a "top flower" with his fist, it is a very conceivable situation, but now there are weapons and no people, to scare the two of them will not hide until now, to say that the person is not here...... What are you doing with that weapon here? The Tian family's jujube sticks have to be sold as firewood in terms of price, and it is not easy to find their roots again if they are lost, and it is not easy to take advantage of them straightly and lightly, is it ...... Is it really as the little girl said, is it a ghost?

"Four to six people," the traverser raised one hand and spread his five fingers: "Four to six men who have practiced, there is resistance, there is no bloodshed, and the broken pot contains the chicken blood wine used to destroy evil spirits...... What more can you say?"

"Is there a ghost?" Zhao Xiaoliu panicked: "But there has never been any ghost on this mountain! I have been running on this mountain since I was a child, and this mountain is not high, where did the ghost come from?"

"Take a look further afield. The traverser said, but Zhao Xiaoliu refused to go forward: "We were arrested there the night before yesterday......" He suddenly thought that the younger brother of the little girl in front of him was still tied up and dragged away to be sold, and he was silent, but "Wang Zhaodi" seemed to have nothing to do with the Wang family, and when he heard this, he said with a sigh: "Then I'll go over and take a look - do you want to stay here alone?"

Zhao Xiaoliu naturally refused to stay alone in the "haunted" place, they walked to the place where the fake Yi people surrounded the Zhao family brothers and the bound Wang family the night before, which was not far from the village, and they soon walked, of course, whether it was the fake Yi people, The elder brother of the Zhao family is still a member of the new Wang family, all of whom have disappeared, this is not surprising, if Zhao Xiaoliu hadn't run away yesterday morning, he would have been taken to an unknown place by them together with the Wang family, and the original business that Zhao Xiaoliu took was to ask them to tie up people to sell in the distance, not to tie up people to blow the wind on the mountain, they stayed in place, it was a strange thing. However, after checking the surrounding traces, the traverser told Zhao Xiaoliu that these people disappeared earlier than the Tian family who went up the mountain, and they were dragged away by unknown things.

"Follow the trails, you should be able to find more clues. The traverser said that Zhao Xiaoliu was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, and the two packages were carried up and down in his hand, but what about asking him to stay alone?

The drag marks on the ground quickly disappeared, and the traverser judged that he had walked for a while according to the broken trampling marks of the branches and leaves of the trees, and Zhao Xiaoliu shook his head and said, "You have gone wrong! This is where I fled for my life yesterday!"

He pointed his hand and saw Tian Jinbao's tall body still lying there, exactly the same as when they left that day.

Tian Jinbao's knife was still not far away, and the clothes on his body were all well worn, but the exposed hands and feet were blue-gray, and when the traverser saw it, he understood why there was no one in the ancestral hall yesterday, and the Tian family who went up the mountain to support was all wiped out, and they didn't even run back to deliver the message, did they still have the heart to open a gambling stall? The misfortune of the Tian family caused them to be lucky to break into the ancestral hall last night, and they quietly flipped through the account books for a long time, and no one came to disturb them.

He lowered his head and checked Tian Jinbao's condition again, and heard Zhao Xiaoliu stammer: "You, you, you are not wrong, meaning, meaning, meaning......"

I saw seven or eight men dressed in strange black clothes slowly approaching them from the forest, and the two men walking in front of them were holding shields painted with the ghost face of a white woman, with a ghost face and hair, eyes without pupils, and a grinning mouth, all the teeth were painted red, I don't know whether it was paint or blood, and they looked so good. Behind the shield-bearers were two crossbowmen with peculiarly shaped short crossbows, each carved with several entwined vipers, and the head and other parts of the limbs attached to the muzzles. Behind the crossbowman was a tall man with a long fork, wearing copper earrings on his ears that were too thick for the women of Jiming Village to use as bracelets, and behind the man were two men with knives leading short horses, and the knives they held were shorter and more curved than the knives that Tian Jinbao had taken the day before, and the width was only half of the knives of Jiming Village, and the tips of the knives were upturned, because they had not drawn their knives out of their sheaths, which were inferred from looking at the scabbards.

The group was all dressed in black, with strange pointed buns on their heads, the least of them were combed three, and the most was the man with a long fork, who combed five, and their complexion was darker than that of the people of Jiming Village, and the shape of their facial features was slightly different.

They are Yi people.

A real Yiren.

The Yi people who have disappeared into the mountains for more than 200 years are thought to be no longer reappeared.