Walking into the woods, although there are no paths around, the ground is flat and clean, except for the dead leaves of some trees, there is nothing else, as if this place is often cleaned up, there should be dead branches and shrubs or something, there are none here, but it is completely different from other woods I encountered, or maybe because there is a village nearby, the people in the village naturally need to make a fire to cook, and the fire to cook naturally needs firewood, and the combustible things in this forest are so abundant, it is naturally cleaned up by the nearby villagers.

Mr. Yangshuo glanced around and sighed slightly: "I vaguely remember that there were not so many big trees in this forest, but time has passed, and they have grown so big, and I forgot to tell Yang Daochang that outside the right side of this forest, not far from my hometown Linjiang Village, where I once lived, there is a big road leading to Liantai Town at the entrance of Linjiang Village, the geographical environment is very good, and the people in the village should have lived a rich life, but it is a pity that ......"

We all already know Mr. Yangshuo's past, a plague broke out in Linjiang Village decades ago, forcing him to leave his hometown at a young age, speaking of which, he is also quite pitiful, but he is a person, I still don't like him.

Master just nodded slightly, but didn't speak, but if it were me, I didn't know how to talk, after all, Mr. Yangshuo was immersed in sadness, and I am afraid that no words would have any effect on his mood.

We didn't walk directly through the woods to Liantai Town, but walked out of the woods with Mr. Yangshuo's right turn, and walked towards his original hometown of Linjiang Village, this forest is not small, at least several times larger than the forest east of the Tongming Inn, we walked for more than two hours before we vaguely saw the exit of the woods, and at this moment, the moon was almost midday. For us cultivators, it doesn't matter whether it's morning or late, we come and go as soon as we want, and we are free and easy in the world.

The exit of the woods, outside, was blocked by a ravine, and on the other side of the ravine, there was indeed the outline of a village, but the village was full of trees and grass, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. Looking at Yangshuo's expression, he also knew that this was exactly the place where he lived as a child, Linjiang Village.

When Mr. Yangshuo saw this huge ravine, his face couldn't help but turn cold, and he said in a trembling voice: "This, there was no ravine to block it here, how could it be, how could it be?" The people of Linjiang Village have long since died, why are they still so isolated from the world? Hum! They are all ruthless and unrighteous! ”

Belch...... I didn't expect a ravine, but it made Mr. Yangshuo so angry and sad, but it is no wonder that the nearby villages isolate Linjiang Village, after all, the spread of the plague is still very serious, but Mr. Yangshuo can't stand this isolated scene, after he finished speaking, he glanced left and right, and pointed to a narrow path and said: "Fortunately, there is still a path that leads to Linjiang Village, let's go over there." ”

The master did not speak, but followed Mr. Yangshuo closely, and Hua Xian and I walked behind, only to see Hua Xian look up at Linjiang Village opposite from time to time, and her expression was slightly rippling, but soon fell silent, still maintaining a cold temperament.

Maybe my words last time played a role, or maybe not, Hua Xian came out of the inn this time, changed into a light white dress, set off her slender and tall figure, long hair fluttering, gently on the fragrant shoulders, delicate and beautiful face without powder, but still fair and elegant, but she has always maintained a slight indifference to what she has seen and heard, and her temperament is more cold, but compared to the shabby clothes worn in the inn, it seems to be more beautiful and picturesque.

The path is very narrow, and it seems that leaving this path behind is already a gift from the nearby villagers, but in Mr. Yangshuo's eyes, he can only see anger and nothing else.

Walking over, I found that there was indeed a trace of a large road in front of the entrance of the village, but this road had been blocked by a ditch behind the village, and above the ditch, two tree trunks were placed as a small bridge to cross the road, and beyond that, there was a field of farmland.

In the distance, Liantai Town is about three or five miles away, but there seems to be a small mound in the middle to block it, but there is a road leading to Liantai Town dozens of meters away from Linjiang Village.

But this place, this Linjiang village, is completely isolated.

To the east is a small deserted mountain, and Linjiang Village in front of you is also covered by a lot of messy trees and grasses, and the whole village feels eerie and terrifying!

This village is about 100 meters away from the front and back, which is not a small village, and the trees inside are towering, blocking the view and making it impossible to see clearly.

Mr. Yangshuo stood at the entrance of the village for a long time, and we also stood with him for a long time, and after a while, Mr. Yangshuo said with a wry smile: "Look at me, only care about your own sad emotions, but forget that Yang Daochang is still by his side, forgive and forgive, since we have come here, we might as well go in and have a look?" ”

Master smiled and said, "That's exactly what I mean, but I don't know what happened to those who died after the plague broke out here back then?" ”

When Mr. Yangshuo heard this, his face turned grim, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know this either!" ”

After speaking, Mr. Yangshuo walked into the village first, I looked at the master, but the master frowned, didn't say anything, brushed aside the wild grass on both sides, and followed in step by step, I hesitated, I didn't want to go in, because I didn't have a good impression of Mr. Yangshuo, I didn't want to go with him, I just wanted him to go in and come out after reading it, and we should go to Liantai Town as soon as possible to find a place to stay, but I saw the flower fairy walk in, and hurriedly chased the flower fairy and walked in.

There must be a lot of wild insects in this long-abandoned village, and I was worried about biting the flower fairy, but when I didn't go far, I clearly saw a big snake with the thickness of an arm, entrenched not far away, so frightened that I hurriedly ran a few steps, the flower fairy raised her head slightly and glanced at me, I immediately took the hand of the flower fairy and whispered: "Hurry up, go away!" ”

Hua Xian didn't know why, just turned her head back to look at it, and then still walked forward indifferently, but quickly shook off my hand, which made me embarrassed. I encountered a lot of cobwebs blocking the way on the way, so I had to hold a stick to knock the cobwebs down first, and then signal the flower fairy to follow, but I did this, the flower fairy seemed to be indifferent, and there was no expression on the face of the flower fairy for the eerie and terrifying atmosphere here.

It seemed to her that everything was nothing more than that, and of course, she couldn't speak, just a calm expression that made it difficult for me to guess what was going on in her heart.

Mr. Yangshuo and Master, who were walking in front, made a torch casually, and after a while, Mr. Yangshuo came to an extremely dilapidated courtyard, held the torch and took a look, and suddenly snorted angrily: "Hmph! ”

I hurriedly took a closer look, and it turned out that he saw a seal on the gate and made such a big fire, the seal on it had rotted out of shape, but the handwriting on it could still vaguely see a few ...... "Republic of China...... Seven years of ......"

In the seventh year of the Republic of China, counting, that is, in 1918, it is now thirty-eight years, the village that was closed thirty-eight years ago, and a few years before thirty-eight years ago, that is, more than forty years ago, there was a plague in this village, it seems that it is just a short dream from now, and it seems that it was just yesterday, people can't help but think of the scene here at that time, everywhere are villagers who fell ill and fell to the ground, everywhere is a foul smell, people and animals are dead, and black smoke is curling......

Mr. Yangshuo tore off the seal, and burned it into ashes with fire, and then pushed the door hard, only to see the dust on it smash down, and accompanied by the rising dust, everyone waved their sleeves, and finally Mr. Yangshuo saw that he couldn't open the door, so he had to fly up and kick the gate open, the yard, a desolate and dark, but also overgrown with weeds, seeing the yard in front of him, Mr. Yangshuo's voice trembled slightly and said: "Yang Daochang, this is my home, please come in." ”

"Hmm." Master nodded slightly and walked in with Mr. Yangshuo.

This is a simple three-room tile house, but this house is made of adobe, only the dilapidated tiles on the top, can still make people feel that this house was a good house at that time, open the main door of the hall, when Mr. Yangshuo first saw the table under the middle hall, the two large urn altars placed on the table, his face suddenly difficult to see.

"Corpse urn?!" Almost Mr. Yangshuo and Master shouted these two words at the same time, but Mr. Yangshuo's words were full of jealousy and anger, while Master was more surprised and puzzled.

Seeing Mr. Yangshuo walk into the room step by step and walk to the corpse urn, I came to Master's side and asked in a low voice, "Master, what is a corpse urn?" ”

Master nodded and said: "The corpse urn is an altar for corpses, there was this saying in ancient times, and even to the present, it is said that the plague has a strong ability to spread, in order not to spread the plague, the locals, the people who are infected with the plague, use a knife to put the corpse of the dead little by little**, and then put it into the urn altar, and then pour it into the bone potion to turn all the bones and flesh of the corpse into corpse water, and then seal the urn jar, first place it in a secluded place for 50 years, and wait for the disease inside to be completely extinguished, can be put into the underground burial, so this kind of urn altar is called a corpse urn! ”

"Then ......" I heard it horrible, this way of disposing of corpses was simply terrifying, and the whole village was disposed of like this, it was incredible to think about it...... "Then why not burn to ashes?"

The master shook his head and said, "Because smoke will come out when burned with fire, and it is said that smoke can also spread the plague virus, but whether this is the case or not, it is unknown to the teacher." ”