Chapter 320 Jinjiang
After the initial shock, the villagers were visibly afraid of Yan Shixun's possible cruelty, and compared with their initial unreasonable behavior, they were now incredibly obedient.
After all, Yan Shixun had just returned from the battlefield of old Fengdu, and his murderous intent had not yet completely subsided. Even evil spirits were frightened by the news, let alone these villagers.
After offering to entertain Yan Shixun and others, the villagers hurried home, fearing that Yan Shixun would do something to them if he was unhappy.
Yan Shixun sneered, not afraid that they would do anything behind his back.
Every one of the villagers present was not afraid even if they really confronted each other. He was saving them by shocking them now, and he just didn't want to take action directly.
Even the young men who were badly injured by Yan Shixun quickly ran away with the help of their families, without even the courage to look Yan Shixun in the eye.
Soon, there was only a mess at the entrance of the village, and no villagers were seen.
This scene stunned the guests in the car. They felt suffocated by the depressing atmosphere in the car and rubbed their hands with joy.
The first thing Yan Shixun did when he got back in the car was to head straight to Yeli. The first thing he asked was: "Did you do this?"
Ye Li suddenly looked aggrieved and hurt, and his usually sharp eyebrows drooped. He looked at Yan Shixun in disbelief, as if he was sad because Yan Shixun did not trust him.
Perhaps it was because Ye Li was usually too cold and had never had such an expression, so when he showed this side of him, it was very convincing, and even made Yan Shixun understand his thoughts instantly and even be infected by this emotion.
The vulnerability of a cold-blooded person is particularly touching.
Yan Shixun blinked quickly, and actually felt a little guilty.
Although Ye Li hadn't said anything yet, his emotions had already betrayed his reason, and he was willing to choose to believe Ye Li first.
But he quickly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and asked Ye Li seriously, "If it's not you, who else can travel a thousand miles a day?"
"Only three hours have passed since I left Southwest, but now we are in Jiangbei, 800 kilometers away, and it is also five in the evening."
Yan Shixun said calmly: "Don't tell me this is normal."
Ye Li did not say anything, but when Yan Shixun said that he was the only one who could do this, his eyes shifted slightly to the side, as if he was "accidentally" looking at the general.
Yan Shixun noticed Ye Li's gaze and followed his gaze.
Then he paused and suddenly realized that Ye Li was not the only one.
Generals who have the same body but different positions as Ye and Li can also do it.
"Shi Xun, you can always trust me. No matter what others do, I will never go against your will."
Ye Li said seriously, "I want to merge with you, so how could I betray you?"
Although Ye Li's attitude was sincere, his actions of accidentally exposing the general and then quickly confessing his inner thoughts almost made his intentions written on his face.
The King of Hell who was watching: …………
Tsk, where does that strong tea smell come from?
The King of Hell looked at Ye Li and the general with a dull expression, and felt that these two people were beginning to become different from his impression. Why were they so tea-shy in front of Yan Shixun?
Does this mean that if you can't beat them, then join them? After seeing the effectiveness of the general's green tea, did Ye Li also start the green tea road?
He even doubted whether Da Dao knew about this.
Does it know that the Lord of Fengdu, whom it has placed high hopes on, is about to become the Lord of Tea City?
But seeing that Yan Shixun's balance was about to tip towards Yeli, the general raised his head and looked at Yan Shixun with an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry, Shi Xun."
The general lowered his voice and said, "I didn't expect the situation to turn out like this. I just didn't want to see you disappointed or upset. When you said you wanted to save Lu Xingxing, your wish became my obsession, so we came here under the guidance of fate."
No one will have a more resolute and powerful obsession than the general.
Thousands of years ago, his obsession led him to travel thousands of miles to Fengdu to kill the Emperor Beiyin Fengdu and seek justice for the dead people.
And now, his obsession is to fulfill Yan Shixun's wish.
Even he himself didn't realize what the answer should be.
When the general said this, his calm expression was filled with a hint of apology, as if he felt guilty for doing something bad with good intentions and causing more troubles for Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun was stunned, and remembered that when Lu Xingxing was seriously injured before, he had a fleeting thought that he wanted to use the power of ghosts and gods to save Lu Xingxing.
But the most important prerequisite for realizing this is that Yeli retrieves the remains of that year and becomes a great road.
So, the general wanted to help him, so he accidentally took everyone to Jiangbei?
If this is the case, then the corpses of the soldiers after the battle in Ye that year are likely to be nearby.
Yan Shixun's brows relaxed, and he even smiled. He nodded gently to the general and said, "You don't need to apologize. Instead, I need to say thank you."
If the basic trust in the general came from Yeli at the beginning, but he still remained somewhat vigilant, then now, Yan Shixun is willing to trust the general a little more.
Prepare for this silence.
The general looked straight at Yan Shixun and smiled gently.
But Ye Li next to him: “…………”
This guy's smile is too annoying! I might as well find a place where no one is around and get rid of him!!!
King of Hell: “Ah…”
He looked at Ye Li with complicated eyes, then at the general, with only one thought in his mind - he had met his worthy opponent.
When the left and right hands compete with each other, how do you determine the winner?
The Yeli army had the upper hand one moment, but the next moment the general calmly turned the situation around, and it also left a good impression on Yan Shixun.
The King of Hell waved his folding fan, shook his head gently, turned around and walked back with a click of the tongue, not wanting to get involved in the fight between the two.
When there is a fight in Fengdu, the King of Hell will suffer...
Let's leave it to Yan Shixun. This evil spirit who has no sense of emotion is actually very effective in suppressing this kind of thing.
The King of Hell was right. Yan Shixun hadn't noticed the undercurrents and confrontations between Ye Li and the generals.
His mind was quickly attracted by the information revealed by the general.
Although he had indeed hesitated before, one reason was that Ye Li might not be willing to retrieve the corpse and become a great master, and the other reason was that no one knew where the corpse was at that time.
But now it's different.
The general not only led them to this place and narrowed the scope to this vicinity, but also clearly stated that he was willing to help rescue Lu Xingxing.
This made Yan Shixun start to reconsider the feasibility of this matter.
"The signal is not good around here. If we want to contact the rescue team, we may have to go up the mountain."
Yan Shixun said helplessly: "There are too many things that need to be dealt with at Baizhi Lake. I guess the people in charge are so busy that they won't notice that we have deviated for a while."
Although Yan Shixun knew that he had to contact the rescue team, he was not in a hurry.
After the general personally confirmed that this was most likely the burial place, Yan Shixun immediately changed the plan and prepared to postpone the time for the rescue team to arrive.
After all, no one knew the situation of the burial ground. Even Ye Li himself was not clear about what happened on the battlefield after he left.
Ghosts and gods can see everything in the world, but they cannot see themselves.
What’s more, a corpse is such an important existence.
Yan Shixun was worried that the rescue team would be affected by the situation here after they arrived. The safest way was for him to explore the area first, eliminate the danger, and then let the rescue team take over the follow-up work.
As he thought about this, he rubbed his temples and said to the King of Hell beside him, "You and Ye Li will stay in the village to guard them. I will go up the mountain with that guy to check the situation."
"It looks like we have to stay here tonight. It's already past five o'clock. It wouldn't be wise to leave now."
Yan Shixun sighed helplessly and said to the guests, "I know you are eager to go home, but please bear with it for tonight."
The King of Hell nodded in agreement with Yan Shixun's arrangement without any objection.
Only Ye Li's complexion changed and didn't look good.
After experiencing so many things, the guests also have a clear understanding of the environment they are in.
What they participated in was not a travel variety show at all, but a survival variety show.
In this case, isn't it normal to suffer a little and be a little tired?
There is nothing more terrifying than being trapped in a deserted village and unable to get out. After experiencing Baizhi Lake, the guests have completely let go.
An Nanyuan even felt that even if he was put to sleep in the morgue, it wouldn't be that scary.
...Of course, he was just saying it casually and didn't really want to go.
However, what the guests were more worried about was Yan Shixun's expression.
"Brother Yan, are you okay?"
Bai Shuang asked worriedly, "You look very tired."
Yan Shixun was very clear that his condition was not very good. After all, he had just experienced the incident in the old Fengdu. If it were someone else, they would have died long ago.
Even Yan Shixun was just holding on for a breath, trying to deal with the things at hand as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.
As for Lu Xingxing, every minute of delay would create another crisis.
Only after the dust has settled can he feel at ease.
Yan Shixun just nodded to Bai Shuang and said casually, "Don't worry, I know what I am doing."
"Let's go. You can't sleep in the car. Jiangbei's winter is much colder than Binhai City. If you sleep outside for a night, you can ask the King of Hell for your life in the morning."
Yan Shixun smiled and pushed open the car door, motioning for everyone to get out and go into the village: "I'll take care of the food and lodging, you guys pack up the necessities and come together."
"Oh, right."
He just turned around, and as if he remembered something, he turned back and winked at everyone, putting his slender fingers in front of his lips to make a "hush" gesture.
"Don't let those people find out our true identity. Do you know how to pretend?"
After the guests were slow to react to Yan Shixun's meaning, Song Ci was the most excited.
The young master nodded happily, his delicate face flushed red: "Brother Yan, don't worry, I watched a lot of Hong Kong movies when I was a kid, I can do this!"
Zhao Zhen: “…Puff.”
The young master glared at Zhao Zhen in dissatisfaction and asked, "Why, do you think I can't pretend?"
"No, I have great confidence in the young master."
Zhao Zhen shook his head, smiled, picked up his backpack, rummaged through it for a long time, and actually found a few disposable tattoo stickers.
An Nanyuan was amazed and asked, "Do you carry this with you when you go out?"
As he said that, he leaned over and looked into Zhao Zhen's backpack.
As a result, there are not only tattoo stickers, but also sunglasses, gold chains, brushes, and gold-rimmed glasses...
The Annan people were so stunned: "You brought a treasure chest with you!"
Zhao Zhen leisurely handed the sunglasses and gold chain to the curious Song Ci, and then said nonchalantly: "You are not surprised that the maintenance master brings a tool kit when he goes out, then isn't it reasonable for me, an actor, to bring these when I go out?"
An Nanyuan: "...too dedicated, brother!"
However, the guests' original nervousness was revived because of this little episode between Yan Shixun and Zhao Zhen.
Everyone became excited because of Yan Shixun's words about pretending to be cool. They felt happy as if they were "pretending to be cool on orders from the emperor". They giggled and searched their backpacks for things they could use to change their image.
Except for Song Ci, all the guests are from the entertainment industry. They are accustomed to the need to change their looks. They are not newcomers in the industry and can easily adjust their state.
Generally speaking, Song Ci had also seen many actors. After he figured it out on his own and with the props provided by Zhao Zhen, he quickly and enthusiastically changed his image.
The variety show host even took out a black tight half-sleeve from his backpack. When he shook it open, the huge tiger head on it caused the guests to exclaim and laugh.
"This is so relevant bro!"
An Nanyuan laughed so hard that he slapped the back of his chair: "Brother, with your figure, if you wear this, you will definitely look like an outlaw!"
"Yeah."
The variety show star said with emotion: "I saw other young handsome guys wearing such good-looking clothes on another variety show before, so I bought the same one. I didn't expect the result..."
"Other people are wearing cool street style, but me? Haha, I look like a criminal squatting in a corner with his head in his hands."
As he said that, the variety show star ran to the back of the car and fumbled to change the clothes. When he came out, everyone was laughing so hard that they were bent over. Bai Shuang laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes. When she raised her hand to wipe them, she was shaking with laughter.
The variety show star nodded with self-awareness: "I see, it looks like I won this time."
As soon as he said this, it immediately aroused the desire to win in everyone around him.
"You must be joking! I haven't changed yet, how do you know you're the winner?"
“Musicians never admit defeat!”
"Hurry, hurry, Zhao Zhen, lend me that gold chain! I also want a tattoo sticker! How do you use this?"
Zhao Zhen even joined the fight back, and smiled meaningfully at the variety show star: "When I was a minor actor, I played a lot of gangster bosses. I also played the corpses lying on the streets after fights, but I was very skilled at it."
Variety show star: "...young man, don't be so competitive. Why are you making the extras sound so awesome just to beat me?"
Yan Shixun didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic all of a sudden. An Nanyuan smiled and shrugged, explaining: "I didn't want to do that either, but Brother Yan, you said we should go and show off together! That's so cool!"
"Which kid doesn't have a dream of dressing up in a cool and stylish way?"
An Nanyuan smiled and said, "My dream since fifth grade finally came true. Thank you, Brother Yan!"
Yan Shixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Do your fans know this side of you?"
Even though he didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, he knew that most people were very concerned about their image. But An Nanyuan's excitement still opened his eyes and made him realize how childish these people could be.
For a moment, some people in the carriage were changing clothes, some were getting tattoos, and some were getting tattoos. They even made a bottle of homemade hairspray by adding water and cosmetics, and carefully designed a hairstyle for themselves in front of the mirror.
Bai Shuang also drew her lips into a big red shape and tied her hair high.
With sunglasses on and a leather jacket on, she really looks like a female boss.
Seeing Yan Shixun's surprised expression, Bai Shuang was quite proud: "I have used similar images in my previous music videos. This is not difficult for me."
An Nanyuan's voice, unwilling to admit defeat, came from behind: "Bai Shuang, don't be so arrogant! It's like everyone has played a similar role before. I have danced a similar style on stage before!"
So, when a group of people got off the bus, their previous tired and sleepy appearance had completely disappeared.
On the contrary, with his sunglasses, tattoos and gold chain, he doesn't look like someone to be messed with.
Song Ci held half a lollipop in the corner of his mouth pretending to be a cigarette, but when he tilted his head and looked down condescendingly, the proud and indifferent look in his eyes really had some of that meaning.
When the variety show host, who is already a bit fat, wore that tiger-head half-sleeve top, the fat on his belly made the tiger head stand out into a three-dimensional shape, which was particularly in line with the temperament of a gangster thug.
The rest of the people also took up the responsibility.
When they got out of the car, the driver hated himself for not bringing over the big speakers he used when he was young, otherwise he would have to play the background music of "Superstar" for the guests.
Only Yan Shixun stood in the car, looking at the people who were as excited as a group of huskies let out for a walk, his face speechless: "…………"
Wearing sunglasses at night, are you pretending to be fortune tellers? Do you want me to draw a few talismans for you to show your identity? :)
He suddenly felt that he shouldn't have said that.
But when An Nanyuan turned around and saw Yan Shixun still in the car, his eyes rolled, and he came over with a smile, bowed to Yan Shixun, and shouted: "Brother Yan!"
Yan Shixun: "You are a little bit mentally ill..."
Before he could finish his words, the people behind An Nanyuan also became playful and came over to shout, "Brother Yan!"
Yan Shixun: “…”
Although this group of people usually shout like this, this kind of attire and this kind of environment... It feels inexplicably weird, as if the authorities are going to come and arrest them the next moment.
It was still a crisp sound of "clang" that broke the scene.
Yan Shixun stood in the car, raised his eyes and looked, and saw a young villager standing not far away.
The farm tool in the young man's hand fell to the ground. The anger on his face had not yet subsided, and he was first replaced by fear, which gripped his facial features.
He stared with wide eyes at the people who got off the car. They didn't look like good people at first glance, and he was so scared that his calves were twitching.
Especially the one called "Big Brother", isn't that the one who beat up almost all the villagers before?
The man was wearing a black coat and standing on a high place, calmly facing the respectful shouts from his younger brothers, as if he was accustomed to such things. And just from the smiling faces of those younger brothers, one could tell how loyal they were to following this big brother.
The young man thought of the street literature and old movies he had read, and suddenly had more guesses about Yan Shixun's identity. He scared himself so much that his eyes went dark.
The young man who had run over here angrily because he was unwilling to accept the situation, now had no temper at all, and said to Yan Shixun in a trembling voice: "Big, big brother, the house in the village is almost ready, you, you go and take a look?"
Yan Shixun had a complicated expression: "I planned to confuse their sight, but I didn't expect it to have this effect... Do I really look that scary? If I say I'm just an ordinary person, will anyone believe me?"
However, Yan Shixun did not show his emotions on his face. He just nodded calmly to the young man and said, "No need to bother."
"Didn't they say that there was a car repairman running away from your village?"
Yan Shixun sneered and said, "Since he has caused me to be stuck here and unable to leave today, let's go to his house to sleep tonight."
The young man didn't dare to ask more questions, so he quickly agreed and prepared to run away.
Besides, the man in charge of repairing the tire lives outside the village, very far away from them. If these people live there, he will feel a little safer.
But just as the young man started to move, Yan Shixun called him, "Stop."
Yan Shixun took out the stack of money that the villagers had stuffed into his hands before and clapped it slowly on his palm, which made the young man's eyes widen and reveal greed.
"Prepare all the necessary bedding and food. Maybe I'll even give you some money if I feel like it."
Yan Shixun asked softly: "Do you understand?"
"I understand! Don't worry, nothing will go wrong!"
This time, the young man was as enthusiastic as if Yan Shixun was his biological father.
No, he is not so nice even to his own father.
It hurts to spend money in the first place, but now there is a chance to earn it back. No one can resist this temptation.
What's more, these are greedy villagers.
The young man quickly led the way and led everyone to the house outside the village. After happily asking everyone to wait for a while, he ran back to the village to tell the villagers about this and asked them to take out the delicious food from their homes and prepare it.
The guests cheered quietly, high-fived each other, and were extremely happy.
"yeah!"
"I didn't expect that I look quite similar, haha."
"Actually, I'm the best actor, right?"
Amidst the laughter, only Yan Shixun felt numb.
Is it not necessary to pretend to this extent...
Yan Shixun quickly came to his senses and said to the general, "Let's go up the mountain."
But when the general passed by Yeli, Yeli grabbed his shoulder and said, "You can't go."
Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li in confusion.
Ye Li held his breath for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "He is not suitable."
The general smiled calmly: "My corpse is of course the most suitable for me."
Yan Shixun also nodded in agreement: "He should have the deepest sense of the burial ground."
When it comes to finding a corpse, of course it’s most accurate to find it yourself. Otherwise, why would you ask others to do it for you?
Ye Li: "..."
But he caught sight of the King of Hell next to him, and immediately pointed at him and said, "He used to do this kind of thing, so it's most appropriate for him to go."
The King of Hell, who was just smiling at the guests celebrating, said: "?"
Yan Shixun looked at the King of Hell, thought about it, and felt that it did make sense.
After all, this kind of work was done in the underworld in the past, so it is a professional match.
So he nodded and said casually: "Then you two stay here and Yan Wang and I will go up the mountain."
The King of Hell, who was being squeezed out and watching the show the previous second, bumped head-on into a pancake the next second.
King of Hell: Poof.
The general slowly turned sideways and looked towards Yeli with cold eyes, his murderous look as if it had substance.
Ye Li sneered: Don’t even think about being alone with Shi Xun. Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?
General: ...And then you give the opportunity to an outsider?
The King of Hell spread his hands, helplessly saying, "You guys can keep quarreling first. Yan Shixun and I are leaving."
It's effortless to get it~
The general's gaze almost punched two holes in the King of Hell's back, but the King of Hell still walked beside Yan Shixun, and the two of them disappeared into the darkness in the distance.
General: Tsk.
After leaving everyone's sight, the smile on Yan Shixun's lips slowly faded and became serious.
"What are the rumors you've heard about the burial ground?"
Yan Shixun's voice was very light, but it carried enough weight that the King of Hell did not dare to ignore it.
The King of Hell thought about it and said sincerely: "To be honest, I don't know where Ye Li's body is now."
"Things change over time. Even if there was a place that seemed to be there in the rumors, it has long since disappeared."
He chuckled and pointed at the ground beneath his feet with his folding fan in his hand: "Maybe the place where we are standing now is the burial place of the bones back then?"
"Back then, the only people who were willing to stand up for the innocent people who died in the city were Yeli."
The King of Hell said calmly: "You can imagine how many people he has offended."
"Later, he insisted on traveling thousands of miles to question the heaven and earth and kill the Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor. Although the heaven and earth recognized him, many ghost exorcist sects in the world hated him to the core, thinking that he had disturbed the originally stable heaven and earth and was likely to bring disaster."
"It was from that time that he no longer had a good impression of human exorcists."
The King of Hell sighed softly and said, "He protected the people when he was alive, and the people were willing to take the risk to collect his bones and body after his death."
The battlefield was littered with corpses, but the new forces did not allow anyone to approach the battlefield. Their hatred for Ye made them want to expose this cavalry to the wilderness, and after death they would turn into wandering ghosts, unable to be reborn.
The people were anxious, so one day they took advantage of the cover of night and organized people from all the nearby villages. They sneaked into the battlefield together and secretly collected the soldiers' bones and bodies with tears in their eyes.
When daybreak came, it was all over.
Rumors, true and false, cover up all the truth leading to the burial ground.
The people who were born and raised here hid the bodies skillfully thanks to their familiarity with the terrain.
In the thousand years since then, no one has been able to find the prepared location.
The stories about Ye were gradually buried and became unknown.
Apart from Yan Shixun, no one else is pursuing the truth of that year.
Yan Shixun listened in silence to the King of Hell's narration of past events, and the originally long journey seemed short.
With the evil spirits possessed by the bones and the King of Hell, no ghost dared to disturb their conversation even at the dangerous twilight hour.
The King of Hell slowly reached out his hand to push aside the branches of the trees on the mountain, and walked leisurely towards the top of the mountain.
The two men did not have the slightest sense of crisis that a burial ground was nearby. Instead, each one was more relaxed than the other, and they really looked like they were here for a vacation.
"However, Yan Shixun, you have to think carefully about whether you really want to find a burial site."
Yan Wang lowered his eyelashes slightly, his handsome face was full of contemplation, he said: "Perhaps more difficult than finding the burial site is what happens after that. This trip to Jiangbei is completely outside of my plan, any accidents and consequences are possible, and are beyond my control."
"There is very little I can do to help you this time."
The King of Hell had a complicated expression and hesitated for a moment, but still said bad things about Dadao to Yan Shixun.
"If that person didn't lie and he really wanted to fulfill your wish, and somehow he came to Jiangbei, then the most likely reason is that the Great Dao intervened."
"I have never dared to believe in the Great Dao. Otherwise, I would not have escaped death and escaped from the death of the gods. Until the last moment, it is difficult to see what the Great Dao wants to do."
The King of Hell smiled bitterly and said, "This feeling of being out of control is very uncomfortable, but there is no way to solve it."
Yan Shixun stood on the top of the mountain, the soles of his Martin boots rubbing against the gravel in the soil, and some stones rolled down the mountain, making slight noises.
He listened to the King of Hell's words calmly and looked down the mountain.
In winter, the trees in Jiangbei are not as lush as in summer, and you can easily see what is happening below through the gaps between the branches.
Although his original intention was to contact the rescue team at the top of the mountain where the signal was good, Yan Shixun discovered after checking the terrain that there was an abandoned village on the other side of the mountain.
However, this village seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. The situation was much worse than that at Baizhi Lake. Even the village houses had almost collapsed, leaving only bricks and tiles on the ground.
The fields had already been overgrown with weeds because no one had cultivated them for a long time.
All traces of human beings here are almost completely covered up. Only the animals in the mountains come down the mountain to look for food at night, and you can vaguely see the weeds swaying in the village.
A faint green light lit up in the darkness. He raised his head from among the weeds and ruins and looked up at the mountain.
Yan Shixun noticed the pairs of green lights below and understood instantly: "Are there wolves here?"
The King of Hell took a look and said, "Hmm," "It really is."
"Want to go down and take a look at that village?"
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Yan Shixun shook his head: "No, judging from the state it is in, it has been abandoned for over a hundred years, right? The style and materials of the house are still from the past. Time is tight, so let's not look at it for now. Others are still waiting in the village."
As he said this, he took out his cell phone.
After trying several places on the top of the mountain, I finally got a weak signal and successfully dialed the official person in charge.
The person in charge was very surprised when he saw the phone call. He thought that the guests were so tired that they should be fast asleep on the way back. How could Mr. Yan still have time to call him? Could it be that something happened again?
He answered the call doubtfully, and then he heard Yan Shixun say in a calm voice, "We've hit something wrong again."
Person in charge: “…………”
Person in charge: “POOOO!!!”
He spurted out the water in his mouth, not caring about the embarrassment and shouting angrily: "Director Zhang, what luck! What luck!"
Hearing the voice, the King of Hell blinked and said innocently, "It really wasn't me this time."
Yan Shixun was concerned about the intermittent signal and did not explain too much to the person in charge. He just said: "We are in Jiangbei. The exact address is unknown, but it is probably near the ancient Yedi. You can come closer to us around 8 o'clock tomorrow morning after the sun rises completely..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard some crackling noise on the phone.
Then, the signal dropped.
Person in charge: “%￥&*#!!!”
Fortunately, Yan Shixun had already told the other side the general situation, so he put away his phone without caring. Finally, he took a look at the abandoned village on the other side and turned to go down the mountain: "Let's go back."
Taking advantage of the absence of Ye Li and the generals, Yan Wang rolled up his sleeves and smiled as he told Yan Shixun a lot of things about them. He told Yan Shixun almost everything he knew.
"It's just that I never thought before that Ye Li had such a side, that he could love someone so deeply that he would even give himself up to God."
The King of Hell added another slow move: "I didn't realize that Ye Li has the potential to be a palace fighter."
Emperor Shi Xun of Yan: "...I think it's not without reason that Ye Li wants to beat you up from time to time."
The King of Hell spread his hands, not caring at all: "So I decided, if Ye Li is going to attack me again in the future, I will run to you for refuge."
As they were talking, the two returned to the village house where they were temporarily staying for the night.
The house was brightly lit, and laughter could be heard from far away, as well as the aroma of food wafting from inside.
The village chief whom I had met earlier was walking back and forth along the edge of the field, rubbing his hands, as if waiting for Yan Shixun to come back.
As soon as he saw Yan Shixun, the village chief's eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly came up to him with a smile on his face, saying how good and thoughtful the food and bedding he had prepared were, and that he would definitely satisfy Yan Shixun and others.
Yan Shixun hummed nonchalantly, then pointed in the direction of the mountain and asked the village chief, "There is a village over there. Did you kill the people there?"
The village chief almost fell to his knees after hearing Yan Shixun's words. He turned pale and trembled as he said, "Oh my God! How dare I do that!"
"That's not a village. My grandfather said that when he was a child, that was a big funeral home for corpses."
The village chief was frightened by Yan Shixun and explained hurriedly: "In the past, many people died of starvation and disease. Everyone was afraid of plague and even more afraid of corpses rising. So they simply transported all the corpses from each village out. They didn't dare to leave them in the village, but put them all in a separate charity cemetery over there."
"This way, if there is a zombie plague, the nearby villages will have enough time to react and escape."
He lowered his voice, as if afraid of touching some taboo, and whispered: "My grandfather said that in his generation, someone really died and kept his body at home. As a result, the corpse turned into a corpse in the middle of the night and bit the whole family to death."
The village chief waved his hand and said sympathetically: "My grandfather said that there was blood everywhere from the door to the outside. The whole family was wiped out. Oh, that's too tragic."
"But later on, for some reason, the charity cemetery was gradually abandoned. I was not born at that time, so I don't know the specific reason."
The village chief said angrily: "What you said is too terrible, as if we are the bad guys..."
Yan Shixun snorted coldly: "How about I give you a pennant trophy?"
The village chief quickly said that he didn't dare, but he didn't leave. He looked at Yan Shixun with a smile, and rubbed his fingers to hint to Yan Shixun that he was waiting for something.
Yan Shixun understood, knowing that the other party was waiting here for the money.
He didn't care and threw the stack of money over.
Yan Shixun had never intended to take money from the village.
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to reveal his true identity in front of the villagers, he would have been so disgusted that he didn't even want to touch the stack of money.
Asking for money also means accepting the cause and effect. In a village like this where small evils are constantly committed, there is no telling how many bad consequences there are. But no matter what the consequences are, they are all the causes sown by the villagers themselves.
Yan Shixun was too lazy to pay attention to it, let alone help such a person resolve the cause and effect.
He ignored the village chief's compliments and just waved his hand to let him leave with emotion.
His mind was still on the abandoned charity cemetery.
It was so large, it looked like it was about the same size as a village. Who would have thought it was actually a charity cemetery...
Yan Shixun raised his head and glanced at the silent mountains in the darkness.
It was already completely dark, and in the deep mountains outside the city, everything was eerily quiet.
A faint green light flashed through the darkness and then disappeared.
The weeds sway.
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