monk family

Chapter 66 Yin Yang Village

After Lantern Festival.

Fu Shiyi set off to pick Xuanyuan grass in Beiliang Mountain.

Beiliang Mountain is located in Tancheng County, two days away from Guyaju.

Fu Shiyi hurried on the road at full speed, and only reached the fir forest before dark. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, but did not find any nearby villages that he could settle in.

"Brother Sixteen, it seems that we are going to sleep in the wild tonight. Before it gets dark, we have to set up camp."

This time out, Sanniang was originally accompanying Fu Shiyi, but Brother Shiliang shouted that he had never practiced outside. Seeing that Fu Shiyi did not agree, he went to Yanyang Wood Forest to spend a few days with Babo, but Babo was invincible. Annoying, Fu Shiyi nodded in agreement when he saw this.

"Eleven, this is the first time I've slept outside. Do you think there will be a red-clothed female ghost running out of the woods in the middle of the night? This is what the book says, and a poor scholar will have fun when he travels at night. |Yu, for this reason, I have prepared magic tools and spells to deal with ghosts, if there is someone who doesn't know what to look for and dares to come to the door, the Taoist will let him see the power of the Taoist."

Brother Sixteen has guarded Yanyang Mulin for 15 years since he became an adult. Like Fu Shiyi, this is the first time he has traveled far away, so he chattered excitedly like a wild horse running wild along the way.

Fu Shiyi was busy setting up camp when suddenly a strange sound came from his ear.

"shush"

Fu Shiyi made a silent gesture to Brother Sixteen.

The next moment, the abnormal sound began to become clear.

"crunch"

"crunch"

It was the sound of the wheel rolling, and it was getting closer and closer to the two of them.

There is no shop in front of the village and no shop behind, so no one will pass by.

Fu Shiyi felt a little hairy in his heart.

They won't really answer the crow's mouth of the sixteenth brother, they have encountered evil, right? !Fu Shiyi clasped Zhang Qujing's blood seal in his hand and stared at the front covered by the fir trees.

Suddenly.

The sound of ping bells and pings came from the front, as if something was rolling to the ground, and then there was a loud bang, Fu Shiyi and Brother Sixteen looked at each other:
It's like the sound of a rollover.

Fu 11 and the two breathed a sigh of relief, and they crossed the fir forest together, only to see a wooden cart overturned on the steep slope in front of them, and an old man was crushed by the cart.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

The car was full of paper sticks, and although the weight was not heavy, the old man couldn't turn over.

Fu Shiyi drove away the blood and took it back, grabbed Brother Sixteen who wanted to help, and repeated in a low voice, "Brother Sixteen, remember, we are just medicine boys who went to Northern Liangshan to pick herbs."

After Brother Sixteen nodded, Fu Shiyi went forward with him and rescued the old man from the flatbed truck.

"Oh, thank you both, otherwise my daughter would be so anxious to see that I haven't returned."

The old man was wearing a coarse cotton shirt with a yellow and thin face. When he was talking, his eyes looked at the opposite direction of Fu 11 and the two of them. His eyes were dull and unfocused. He turned out to be blind.

Why would a blind man appear in this barren mountain?

"Old man, it's so late, why did you come to this place alone?"

The old man groped and picked up the paper thrown on the ground and picked it up to the car one by one, and said, "Hey, girl, it seems that you are not from Tancheng County, right? The old man is from Yinyang Village and lives two miles ahead. , and everyone in the vicinity knows."

There are even villages nearby.

Fu Shiyi was in doubt, when Brother Sixteen, who was helping to pick up paper and stab people, immediately became excited when he heard the words: "That's really great, old man, our brothers and sisters are looking for a place to rest for the night, I don't know if you Is it inconvenient for outsiders to stay in the village?"

"This"

The old man hesitated a bit and said, "In our Yin-Yang Village, the ancestors used to make shrouds, paper money and other things for the dead. If you are not taboo, little brother, the little old man will naturally have no opinion."

"Hey, what's so taboo about that, isn't it, sister?"

Brother Sixteen pleadingly looked at Fu Shiyi. If he stayed in the wild, he might be attacked by beasts. Fu Shiyi thought about it and went with the old man.

"Old man, you can just get in the car. I'm strong, and I'll push the car."

Brother Sixteen put the old man on the scooter diligently, and asked him a lot of questions along the way. Fu Shiyi followed behind, and her attention couldn't help but fall on the pile of paper.

At first glance, this white-clothed and red-faced paper is stiff and dull, but after looking at it for a long time, it feels like the men and women are smiling at themselves.

Fu Shiyi's heart froze, and he couldn't help but avert his eyes.

"Young man, turn left, and then go a hundred steps forward, and you will reach the entrance of our village. There is a centuries-old locust tree planted there, and you can see it at a glance."

Big locust tree? !

Before, the villagers of Xiahe Village in Beishan County and Pingling Township in Nanshan County were hanged collectively under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

According to the analysis of Fu Shiyi's grandfather, the locust tree is a ghost in the wood, and it is extremely yin.That's why those dying people who like things in the heavy shadows choose to hang there.

Drive into the village with the flatbed truck.

The last rays of the setting sun also disappeared in the sky.

The strange thing is that there is no candle light in the whole village, not even the sound of chickens, ducks, dogs, and terrifyingly quiet.

Fu Shiyi took out a candle from his bag and lit it, but saw a thin layer of mist lingering around him, and the face of the village could not be seen clearly, so he couldn't help saying:
"Old man, the people in your village rested really early, and they all rested before nightfall."

"Hey, it's not all poor people. Our ancestors all lived by earning money from the dead. Often, we didn't have the last meal, and we didn't have the money to buy lamp oil and candles. Naturally, we could only rest before it got dark. down."

The old man's house is at the end of the village.

Sitting alone at the foot of the mountain, there is a long slope in front of the house, and the slope is overgrown with weeds, as if no one has passed by for a long time.

"Okay, young man, the scooter is placed under the slope. You have helped me a lot today, and I will let my daughter make you a warm stomach."

As the old man said, he walked into the yard with flying feet, not like a blind man at all.

Fu Shiyi beckoned to let Brother Sixteen come over, and whispered, "Brother Sixteen, we'll say we've eaten it in a while, so we don't need to be busy with the old man."

Brother Sixteen nodded.

He is very cunning, and naturally he will not be uncommon in mortal food.

The old man's house has two main rooms and one living room, and two wing rooms on the left and right sides.

When Fu 11 and the others were sitting in the living room, they saw two memorial tablets placed on the offering slips in front of the Eight Immortals table. Red cloth was hung on the memorial tablets, and the incense sticks on the incense burner in front were burning vigorously.

Fu and Eleven declined the dinner, and the old man was polite.

When the old man was about to take Fu Shiyi and the two to the guest room to resettle, Fu Shiyi heard a cry of "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Who is crying?
Fu Shiyi shuddered and was silently gesturing to Brother Sixteen, when the old man suddenly turned around and said faintly:

"Two benefactors, if you hear any strange sounds tonight, please don't make a fuss. Recently, my niece. Hey, it's hard to say.

Could it be that the cry just now came from the old man's daughter.

In other words, since they entered the house, they haven't seen his daughter appear.

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