Is Onomura really a village? Apparently not.

When Mu Ziyun and the eight people came to the location of Ono Village according to the map, they found that this prestigious small village was actually a group of tombs hidden in the mountains and forests covering an area of seven miles. But it is by no means an ordinary mass grave, most of the tombstones are built next to temples and ancestral halls, and the deeper you go, the more ancient these buildings become, and there are traces of the change of times inside and outside, which is enough to show that this Onomura has existed for a long time.

But after a few breaths, everyone refreshed their perception of Ono Village, because in this group of tombs located in the wild forest and mountains, the smell of cooking smoke and alcohol slowly rose. At first, Mu Ziyun thought that someone was mourning the deceased, but gradually realized that something was wrong, it was obviously the sound of laughter and pushing the cup, Fang Tianmu's eyes saw it most clearly, and he said coldly to everyone: "It's a village, there are thousands of people." ”

"A village in a cemetery? How do you live here? The bells and kites were quite resistant to this place, and when they saw the gloomy tombstone among the grass and trees, they even dispelled the idea of going in, and said that they should not take a step forward.

In desperation, only Mu Ziyun, Huzi, Fang Tianmu and Zhen Wangdong walked in, but after more than a dozen steps, Zhen Wangdong smiled bitterly in a cold sweat: "Everyone, I will also retreat, this place is too terrible, I can't stand it." He also hurried out, but his face was pale and he was nauseated.

The remaining three people walked in, and after a while, they stood on a small hill, and the smell of alcohol in the village became obvious, but Fang Tianmu's eyes had a problem, as if they had been sprinkled with lime powder, and after a burning pain, he suddenly couldn't see anything.

Fang Tianmu still said coldly in such a situation: "Stop, I can't see it." ”

"Huh?" Mu Ziyun and Huzi were taken aback, and after a pause for two breaths, Mu Ziyun grabbed Fang Tianmu's arm and said hurriedly: "Get out quickly!" ”

"Slow!" Fang Tianmu said coldly, he rubbed his eyes, and then said, "I can see it, but it is sealed." ”

Huzi worried: "What evil things are here? ”

Mu Ziyun replied: "I'm afraid there are some secrets that can't be seen clearly, and mortal eyes shouldn't be able to see through here." For a moment, the banquet-like voice grew louder.

Huzi was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Eh? How do you feel right next to you? Sure enough, the three of them went up a small slope to the southeast, only a dozen steps away, and they could overlook a large ancestral hall at the foot of the slope, and there was a large courtyard covered with stone skin in the hall, and there were mountains and rivers in the courtyard, and there were more than 20 tables, each of which was very different in material and style, and there were hundreds of people standing around the table, who were toasting and drinking.

These human beings are all alive, they should all be big living people, but the dressing style is very different from the dozen or so tables, and sometimes the two people sitting opposite each other at a table are completely like human beings in two eras, two regions, and two classes.

The three of them didn't dare to approach easily, because the appearance of this group of people was enough to arouse suspicion, and the three of them were considered to be the best among the cultivators in terms of their perception of breath and energy, but they had not been able to determine the location of the group of people in front of them before, and now they had to guard against the inexplicable appearance.

Hundreds of people will always have eyes to glimpse the mountain, and a voice from the crowd below will shout, "Hey, someone is here again?" Hey ———— friends on the slopes, come down and drink! ”

Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at each other, and everyone was equally enthusiastic, and happily beckoned the three of them to go down. The three of them walked into the ancestral hall nervously, and were pushed to a black stone square table, a jade-faced student who was the same age as the three of them, dressed in a similar style to Zhen Wangdong, and laughed at the three of them: "Don't mind, I was just pulled over, let's eat and drink, just have a good time." ”

"Isn't this a cemetery?" Mu Ziyun asked in a low voice.

The jade-faced little student was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "You three are from afar, hey... This Onomura is not a cemetery at all, you don't see countless monuments here, but not a single dead thing has been buried. ”

"That's these...."Huzi pointed to the ancestral hall and the tombstone outside.

Xiao Sheng replied: "Have you read the words on the tablet?" Where are the epitaphs, many of them are scribbled, some are clean and nothing. This Onomura has existed since ancient times, it was originally a living village, but every few years the village will grow a stone, because it is particularly like a stele stone, so at the beginning it was directly used as a tombstone, but this thing keeps appearing, because it is too much like a tombstone, the village people feel unlucky, so they throw them out piece by piece, but new tombstones will still appear, even if there has been no disaster in the village, people do not dare to live, so they moved away. This Ono Village has also appeared many times in the inhabitants, the development of later generations, there was a generation of people who thought that this is the treasure of the Jizo King, those steles are the shoulder bones of the Jizo King, so many famous people after the death of the name of a certain tablet, and the establishment of the ancestral hall, in order to seek their own blessings in the next life, this head opened, the later people followed suit. ”

"And what is this village for?" Huzi asked.

"Now, it's a place to gather and drink, this village belongs to us humans, and no other race is willing to come" The little student approached the three of them and whispered: "I heard that this is actually a black market, on the surface, only drinking and eating meat are allowed to make friends, but secretly they are exchanging things, but not gold and silver, a friend of mine used to be here." It's an eye-opener, I don't, I just want to come and see it in person, you look at them, the clothes are so different, they must be from different places, they must be carrying treasures that can't be shot locally. ”

There is some truth to this, but none of the three of them did anything, did not drink a sip of wine, and did not eat a mouthful of meat. After being persuaded twice by others to no avail, they didn't care, and went to play their own games.

Mu Ziyun asked Fang Tianmu about the situation of his eyes, Fang Tianmu shook his head, Huzi frowned, and then made a smile at Xiao Sheng, and asked, "Brother Tai, your surname?" ”

"The younger brother's surname is Ji, his name is Wuyang, and he is from Handu, do you want to leave?"

"Let's go," Mu Ziyun nodded in response.

"There will be a date later." Ji Wuyang also nodded back.

The three of them left the compound quickly, but as soon as they turned their heads, they didn't enter the mountain forest, so they wouldn't leave easily, and they had to find a way to break the evil magic on Fang Tianmu's eyes. Mu Ziyun specially walked to a tombstone, and found that there was not a word on the stele, and looked at more than a dozen pieces, only two or three of the steles had marks marked on the surface, most of them were scribbled randomly, and there was no meaning. The three of them walked towards the deep forest, and the further they went, the older the building became, and gradually, Mu Ziyun found that words began to appear on the stele.