Chapter 295: Strange Village Survival Guide 30

In the middle of the road stood a man with his back to them.

His back was a little hunched, and he was wearing dark clothes. At first glance, he almost blended into the night.

Mingnan narrowed his eyes, feeling inexplicably familiar.

"Sister Nan, what's wrong? What are you looking at?" Lin Jing walked up to her and looked in the direction she was looking, startled. He opened his mouth to shout, but Mingnan quickly covered his mouth.

"ah--"

An Jiale grabbed Yan Zhen's arm and hid behind him, then poked his head out and asked cautiously, "Why is there someone here?"

Jiang Man walked up to Mingnan and whispered, "Looks familiar."

"You think so too?" Mingnan glanced at him.

Jiang Man nodded.

Gao Shuangbin squinted his eyes for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands, "Isn't this the old lady we met on the first day we came here?"

After struggling for most of the night, the sky was already turning slightly white. The old lady seemed to have heard their voices and slowly turned around.

She faced the light, and stared at them for a moment with her deep eyes.

Mingnan asked directly, "Are you here to stop us?"

"She's crazy. What are you saying to her? Can she understand?"

Li Yiming held his waist and panted like he was dying, but he still kept talking nonsense.

Zhang Yan pursed her lips, glanced at him, and a look of disgust appeared on her face.

After I've decided to break up with him, all I see when I look back at this person are his shortcomings, and each one of them is so unbearable.

She lowered her voice and said impatiently: "Look at her eyes, she is not crazy at all."

Li Yiming was stunned.

The old lady nodded and said with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect you to be alive until now and make such a mess here."

There were faint screams coming from the distance.

The old lady smiled when she heard this. "That's great! I've been waiting for this day for so many years."

"Old man, you——"

As soon as Jiang Man opened his mouth, the old lady burst into laughter, "Old man? Hahahaha——"

"Do you know how old I am?"

Mingnan was stunned and said conservatively, "Sixty?"

The old lady smiled, curved her eyes, stretched out her hand and made the number four, then five.

"Forty-five?!"

Lin Jing and Gao Shuangbin exclaimed in unison.

Jiang Man and Ming Nan looked at each other and saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

In fact, Ming Nan had just underestimated her age. Judging from the old lady's hunched body, graying hair, loose skin, and wrinkles all over her face, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was seventy.

The old lady knew they didn't believe her, so she didn't say anything. She just took out a faded two-inch photo from her pocket.

Mingnan reached out to take it, and what he saw was a bright and beautiful face.

Her confidence and pride can be seen from the corners of her smiling lips and her curved eyes.

The owner of the photo was probably in her early twenties at the time, which is the best time for a girl.

Mingnan raised her head, looked at the old lady in front of her, then looked at the photo in her hand several times before she could vaguely see some of her past on the old lady's face.

But at first glance, no one can connect the two people together - because the changes are so great, it is no exaggeration to say that they are completely different.

Mingnan didn't dare to think too deeply about what she had experienced in this village during the past twenty years.

The old lady didn't care. She turned around and pointed in a direction and said, "That's the ancestral hall of Luoyang Village. The fathers and ancestors of all the men in Luoyang Village are enshrined in it."

"If we burn it, the villagers won't have time to bother with you. Take advantage of the chaos and run away. The farther you run, the better."

Jiang Man looked at her deeply. "What about you? Why are you helping us? Don't you want to leave?"

"Leave?"

The old lady smiled again, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became deeper, with a faint gleam of water in them.

"I can't leave. I can't leave." She looked at the road in the village disappearing at the end of the dawn and whispered, "I don't want to leave either. I want to stay here and watch them get punished. I will help you escape. I have only one request—"

Mingnan said seriously, "Please speak."

The old lady retracted her gaze, stared at her and said, "I want you to call the police and tell them everything that happened here without reservation. I want everyone in this village to be brought to justice and be infamous forever."

"Even if you don't tell me, I will do this. Do you want to change the conditions?"

Mingnan looked into her eyes sincerely.

The old lady's eyes flickered slightly, and this time she smiled from the bottom of her heart, "That's all I ask."

Mingnan pursed his lips and nodded, wanting to return the photo to her.

The old lady refused to take it and only said, "I'll leave it to you as a souvenir. I hope someone can remember what I used to look like. My name is Su Lan, Shan Feng Lan."

After saying that, she turned and left, "Follow me."

Mingnan looked back and saw that some villagers had already come down the mountain, but they were entangled by various wronged spirits and did not come back.

Su Lan walked very fast, and now Mingnan really believed that she was forty-five.

After walking around for about fifteen minutes, Su Lan finally stopped in front of a rather grand house.

The house has high walls and black doors, which looks quite solemn. There is a plaque hanging on it with the words "Luoyang Village Ancestral Temple" inscribed on it, and a pair of couplets are engraved on both sides.

Su Lan sneered at the sight and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.

In an instant, a chilly wind carrying a damp and rotten smell blew towards me.

Mingnan couldn't help coughing twice.

"It smells like death. It's worthy of being the ancestor of those beasts outside." Gao Shuangbin fanned his nose in disgust.

Lin Jing gave him a thumbs up and said, "Precise and to the point."

Gao Shuangbin raised his eyebrows.

Lin Jing added: "There are dead people everywhere in here. It really smells like death."

Perhaps it was because of their ridicule, the wind in the ancestral hall suddenly became sharp.

Mingnan sneered, "Who are you trying to scare?"

She took two quick steps and went straight into the ancestral hall. She saw the tablets inside and took a quick glance. There were very few tablets for women, and most of them were from people who lived several generations ago.

"A group of man-eating monsters, are they worthy of being worshipped?"

Mingnan grabbed a corner of the tablecloth and pulled it out with force. The offerings on the altar fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Damn it, he's tortured us enough this evening." Gao Shuangbin wiped his haggard face, his fear disappeared, leaving only anger.

He stepped forward and knocked the tablets down.

Jiang Man asked Su Lan: "Is there a fire?"

Su Lan has been smiling since she came in. She took out a lighter from her pocket and handed it to him.

Jiang Man jumped up, pulled down the curtain, set it on fire, and threw it back on the tablet.

Then he handed the lighter to Mingnan. Just as Mingnan was about to light it, a gust of wind blew past, and the flame flickered, as if it would go out in the next second.

Mingnan's eyes flickered, [You want to fight me, right? ]

205: [Host, show them some color! Our senior sister in the world of immortal cultivation is not a vegetarian! ]

Mingnan quickly made a gesture with his hands hidden under the tablecloth, [Go!]

With a "puff" sound, the flames suddenly jumped up and rushed straight to the roof.

The wind was even stronger, making it blind for people. Lin Jing, who was lighter in weight, could not stand and was almost thrown to the ground.

Gao Shuangbin pulled her in time and shouted, "Hold on to the pillar!"

The others were also blown all over the place.

The bare altar table suddenly flew up and hit Mingnan directly.