Chapter 69: Wearing mourning clothes

The strange crying sound was still coming out intermittently. Although the sound was intermittent, I don’t know why, but I heard it very clearly, as if the sound was consciously drilling into my ears.

"Qian Yu, Qian Yu..."

The widow Wang beside me suddenly shook my arm and said in surprise: "Did you hear it? What is this sound? Why is someone crying in the middle of the night? It’s so scary."

I didn’t say anything when I heard it, but frowned, with a solemn look in my eyes.

Crying in the middle of the night, I believe whoever encounters it will feel a chill down his spine, especially since no one in our village has ever heard of anyone dying.

But since no one has passed away, what is this voice crying about?

"Sister, nephew, you died so tragically, it's not worth it, you are wronged..."

The shrill and weird crying sound came into my ears again. I stood there and listened for a long time, and found that this voice was repeating this sentence intermittently.

"From what he said, it seems that this person has lost his sister and nephew?" I frowned, and then asked Widow Wang: "Did you hear what he said?"

"No, no." Widow Wang had a terrified look on her face, and was looking around. After hearing what I said, she shook her head and said, "I can't hear it clearly, I can only hear a cry."

This is strange!

Although I have practiced martial arts since childhood, which has resulted in my hearing and vision being different from those of ordinary people, the difference is not that big. I can hear the sound very clearly, but Widow Wang can't hear it at all.

This is obviously very wrong.

"Could it be that this sound is directed at me?"

The next moment, my heart suddenly shuddered, because I suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Let's go and take a look." I took a deep breath and then took the lead to walk in the direction where the sound came from. Widow Wang was startled when she saw this, and said hesitantly: "Qian Yu... Do we really have to go? I think... Let's go back. It's so scary at night."

"It's okay. If you are afraid, go back first. I'll take a look and come back."

After that, I walked forward quickly. Widow Wang hesitated when she saw this, but finally followed me.

The direction of the sound was near the home of Widow Wang, which was at the east end of the village. At this moment, the closer I got to the east end of the village, the clearer the sound became. When we were about to reach the east end of the village, even Widow Wang could hear the sound of mourning.

"Qian Yu."

Widow Wang suddenly grabbed my arm. I turned around and looked at her suspiciously. Seeing this, she bit her lip and said, "Don't go. Come home with me, okay? The wine I brewed a few days ago is ready and can be drunk. Go and help me taste it."

I was startled when I heard it.

What did Widow Wang mean?

The crying was not far away. I just went to take a look. Why did she stop me again and again?

Could it be that she knew something inside?

"Sister Wang, do you... know something?" I asked with a somewhat suspicious look on my face. She was stunned when she heard it, then shook her head and said, "What can a woman like me know? I just, I just... feel creepy. Besides, what's so good about crying over funerals? It's just that someone has passed away. This kind of thing is unlucky. We'd better stay away from it, otherwise it will be a shame to be infected with bad luck."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed my hand and said with a smile, "Aren't you right? Besides, no one has tasted my newly brewed wine yet. This time the wine is different from the past. I brewed it with fresh plum blossoms. The taste is very unique. You must try it."

After she finished speaking, she took me to her house.

I was inexplicably dragged into her yard by her. However, the moment I entered the yard, the crying voice suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold snort and some provocative words.

"Why, you dare not admit the consequences of your actions? I thought you were a traitor and a man who dared to take responsibility, but I didn't expect you to be a coward. Your reputation as a traitor will be ruined by you, a young boy." 7K妏敩

After hearing this voice, I was shocked and froze in place.

I stared with my eyes wide open, with a look of horror in my eyes.

Before, I had already guessed that the sound was directed at me, so I wanted to see what was going on.

And now, this shrill sound directly verified my guess.

"It's really that group of yellow-skinned people!" I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

Before, when I killed the first yellow-skinned person in the back mountain, he shouted "Uncle, save me" before he died. Last night, the group of yellow-skinned people surrounding the village even said that their chief was the brother of the yellow-skinned person I burned to death.

It seems that the leader of this group of yellow-skinned people is here to seek revenge on me!

"Qianyu, what's wrong with you?" Widow Wang looked at me suspiciously. I took a deep breath and asked, "Didn't you hear any sound just now?"

Widow Wang shook her head and said, "No, it seems that even the crying sound has disappeared." Widow

Wang's words made me look more solemn. It seems that this group of yellow-skinned people are coming for me alone.

I nodded and said to Widow Wang, "Sister Wang, you go back first. I'll go do something and come back soon."

After that, I turned around and left without paying attention to her. Widow Wang was stunned and shouted, "Qianyu, don't go, come back."

"I'll be back soon."

After that, I quickened my pace and ran quickly to the east end of the village.

There is an old saying that goes, "If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood." There is also an old saying that

goes, "A good man does not suffer a loss in front of him." But since this group of yellow-skinned people came for me, there is absolutely no reason for me to shrink my head and become a black turtle. Moreover, since I am the descendant of the lineage of walking the Yin, it is impossible for me to lose the reputation

of the lineage of walking the Yin. After leaving the yard, I hurried to the village head, but when I stood at the village head and saw the scene in front of me, I was suddenly numb.

"Why... so many?"

I saw that outside the village head, it was actually crowded with yellow-skinned people, and in front of them, there was an offering table with two live chickens on it.

The two live chickens seemed to be frightened. They squatted on the altar, shrank their heads and dared not move.

In front of the altar, there were two yellow-skinned corpses neatly placed.

One of the corpses was charred black and had been burned to charcoal.

The fur of the other corpse had lost its luster, and its skin was full of wrinkles, with a big hole in its belly.

These two yellow-skinned corpses were the ones I killed one after another!

But this is not the weirdest thing.

The weirdest thing is that this group of yellow-skinned corpses were all in mourning like humans, and at this moment, they all stood up, with their front paws stretched on their chests, and kept worshiping the two corpses.