Chapter 169: Mass Grave
The old man made a gesture to keep quiet and lowered his voice instantly.
"You really don't want to live anymore. You dare to say anything."
"Didn't the official say before that we are not allowed to discuss this matter in private? You actually asked it in public. You really are not afraid of death."
The old man looked at Su Tan. Although he didn't understand why Su Tan seemed to be unaware of the warnings given by the officials in the past few months, he seemed to be at a loss.
But he didn't dare to ask, so he just said, "There was a snowstorm in Yingzhou. Isn't your hometown in Yingzhou?"
Su Tan lowered his eyes, still looking worried. "Yes, it happens that in the past few months, the soldiers guarding the city have been on high alert. It's easy to leave the city, but if you want to come back, you need to show a lot of things. For ordinary people like us, if we want to get all those things, we will have to spend a lot of money."
This is also why Su Tan did not take the little nightmare ghost away directly.
It is easy to leave, but very difficult to come back.
Although, Su Tan could easily avoid interrogation.
But first she had to find out why the plague ghost appeared.
Normally, Su Tan could actually open a fortune-telling forum and figure out the reason just by counting with his fingers.
This time, her mystical arts seemed to be ineffective when faced with these problems.
Su Tan's expression instantly became solemn.
In this situation, either the appearance of the plague ghost is a man-made disaster, or the person who brought out the plague ghost has a cultivation level far superior to hers.
Or, this matter concerns the fate of the country.
When she entered the Taoist sect, her master told her that there are three things that do not count for a cultivator.
Not considered national destiny.
Family members and fellow practitioners are not counted.
Not counting myself.
If the appearance of this plague ghost was just because the person behind it was more powerful than her, it wouldn't be the most troublesome thing.
After all, there is always someone better than you.
If we can find the person behind this and find a mystic who is more powerful than the person behind this, this situation can be easily resolved.
But if it concerns the fate of the country—Su Tan's brows were filled with worry. At this moment, the old man sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do about it."
"The flood in Yingzhou displaced countless people, and countless civilians starved to death. Those who survived could only beg along the way. When they passed through Chongzhou, they were stopped outside the city by the city guards and were not allowed to enter."
It sounds like the Chongzhou soldiers were cruel and didn't care about the lives of the people of Yingzhou. They forcibly stopped the poor people outside the city gate.
But what can we do?
The soldiers were just following orders.
The soldiers were guarding the city, protecting the people in Chongzhou.
The victims from Yingzhou traveled northward with countless illnesses, and after a major disaster, there would inevitably be a major epidemic. Without orders from above, the soldiers guarding the city would not dare to let people in easily.
Once something happens and accountability is sought, the first people to be implicated are the soldiers under them.
"If your family is still alive, everyone will be happy. But if you really receive bad news, don't hate these soldiers guarding the city."
"They are poor people too."
Who knows whether among the victims stopped by the soldiers defending the city are their own family members?
The old man lowered his voice so low that only Su Tan could hear it. "We don't know what the higher-ups ordered."
"After all, it's okay as long as you know what it is."
Su Tantong thanked the old man.
She frowned, and after understanding about 20% to 30% of the whole picture, she and the little nightmare ghost cast an invisibility spell, walked out of the city gate, and headed straight for the moat.
It was winter and the water in the moat had frozen.
But a strong smell of blood still floated on the ice.
There was also a lingering stench of decay.
The little nightmare ghost turned back to its previous appearance, immediately covered its mouse nose, and almost vomited.
“This stinks!”
Its entire face was almost squeezed into a ball. I couldn't imagine how many people had died here to accumulate such a lingering smell.
Remember, it's winter.
The little paper man had been waiting here for a long time. Su Tan followed it and walked towards the mass grave step by step.
Although he had already prepared himself mentally, when he actually walked into the mass grave, Su Tan still felt his heart suddenly skip a beat because of the scene before him.
At this moment, the six words "bones piled up like mountains" suddenly began to take shape in front of Su Tan.
At a glance, there were piles of bones, new corpses pressing down on old corpses, and in the snow and ice, some corpses had already rotted into mud, leaving only white skeletons piled there.
Some of them had just been piled up, their straw sandals were worn out, and some even had wounds on their bodies from being dragged along.
On a distant branch, there is a swallow's nest. The little swallow is resting in its mother's arms. It has no idea what is happening in the outside world, and it rubs against the ground under its mother's wings.
But at this moment, in front of Su Tan and the little nightmare ghost, the old woman who had passed away with her eyes closed in the mass grave, didn’t know whether she had waited for her child.
The little nightmare ghost felt a lump in his throat, and suddenly reached out and tugged at Su Tan's sleeve.
It pursed its lips and choked, "I...I feel bad."
It's a ghost, how could it feel uncomfortable?
But it just feels uncomfortable.
It shouldn't be like this.
It shouldn't be like this.
This wasn't supposed to be like this!
Su Tan's fingers sank into his palms. As someone who practiced the ruthless way, he should have been indifferent to all of this.
But at this moment, she felt as if a heavy rock was pressing on her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
No matter how much she heard from the little paper-mage, it was not as good as seeing it with her own eyes.
The palace was filled with the sounds of stringed instruments. The king far away in the capital city knew what kind of suffering the people under his rule were going through.
"There are actually mortal cultivators who dare to set foot here."
A hoarse voice sounded.
Su Tan and the little nightmare ghost turned around and saw a woman standing not far from them.
The woman wrapped her hair with a headscarf and dressed like a peasant woman. She looked capable and smart, but her wrist was too thin and there was a bone protruding heavily.
She walked silently and just stood there looking at Su Tan quietly.
He exudes a deathly aura.
The little nightmare ghost immediately took two steps back and quickly grabbed Su Tan's sleeve in horror.
"She...she, she, she, she is a plague ghost!"
The little nightmare ghost's face was full of fear.
Oh my God, it didn’t expect to meet the plague ghost that scared it the most at this time!
"Wow, wow, oh my god, why is it so scary, you you you you you, don't come over here!"
It was so scary that it actually encountered the plague ghost at the saddest moment!
The plague ghost looked at the nightmare ghost quietly.
She raised her thin lips, sneered, crossed her arms, and looked at the nightmare ghost calmly, "We are all ghosts, who are you showing off like this to?"
"Why would you break into my territory for no reason?"
"Your territory?" Su Tan frowned, looking at the piles of bones and the endless corpses. "Did these people die at your hands?"
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