Let’s Chat About The Guy Who Entered The Book To Chase After Me

Because Wen Xuan insisted on staying, after the three returned to the town, Sun Daoren found a place for them.

Such a small town, compared to the city, rarely entertains outsiders, so there is no place like an inn. But this is not a problem. Sun Daoren, however, gave up some money, and found a family in the village, rented a few empty houses, and settled the three in smoothly.

The simple mood was a little low, and when he entered the house, he retracted into his room to rest.

Wenxuan wanted to call him together, but his lips just opened, and he felt like there was something in his throat that could not open his mouth. He hoped to have a brief companionship, but also felt that this investigation might involve some bad facts, and it was better to be alone. After a little hesitation, he shook his head and sighed, and finally went out alone.

When you entered the town center, the scene you saw was not much different from when you came. It was still a group of children playing on the street, and there were still a few people resting under the tree.

Not all of them were yesterday. But Wen Xuan took a closer look. The middle-aged man he asked yesterday was still among them, and seemed to be a leisurely generation.

Wen Xuan walked over. The man looked up and looked a little bit sour, "What about that old horse?"

This is dissatisfied that Sun Taoren stopped him from making money yesterday.

Wen Xuan shook his head and didn't talk about it. He just took a bit of broken silver from his arms and passed it, "I still have something to ask about."

The cultivator generally does not use gold and silver, but in this kind of place, gold and silver are better than spirit stones. The middle-aged man looked at the broken silver, and his eyes were straight, his eyebrows smiled, and his hands caught him very quickly.

But Wen Xuan's speed is faster. Before he grabbed his hands, Wen Xuan fisted and held the silver in his palm. "I want to know more about the female ghost mentioned yesterday."

The man reluctantly retracted his hands and smashed his mouth with a little regret. His eyes still went straight to Wenxuan ’s fist. What? "

"I want to find out what happened to her."

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged man suddenly looked away from Wen Xuan's hand and looked at Wen Xuan's face, his expression was faint. Of course, he should have a bun. He was clearly not born when the female ghost was entangled in the mountain. Wen Xuan actually asked him to inquire about such things.

But Wenxuan has his own plans. He knew that people like this could give him the way to find the answer, even if he couldn't give him the answer.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man only had a moment of entanglement and had an idea. He pretended to laugh calmly, "I can't tell you directly, but I know who can tell you."

Wen Xuan nodded, no longer pinching, and passed the broken silver in his hand.

The middle-aged man took it with great joy, stood up and led the way for Wenxuan, and soon came to a rather old house.

An old man lived in the house. This old man is nothing special, just old.

To answer Wen Xuan's question, old age is an inevitable condition.

"Uncle Zhao!" The middle-aged man knocked on the door, called the old man out, and introduced Wen Xuan, "Although there are many old people in the town, most of them are old and confused. Uncle Zhao is a rare and sober one. What you want to know, he can definitely say a few words. "

Then, he winked at the old man, probably saying how generous Wen Xuan shot.

The old man Zhao understood it, and immediately showed a warm smile, "What does the Taoist have to ask?"

This person is about sixty or seventy years old, and is only about ten years older than Wenxuan. But as a mortal, this is an age not everyone can live. Although Zhao Laoer was sober-looking, he could not help revealing a lot of staleness.

"Just that female ghost in that mountain," replied the middle-aged man for Wenxuan. "The director wants to inquire about her life, do you know?"

As soon as this word came out, the old man Zhao was startled.

For a long while, he gathered his own surprise, showing a subtle look, seeming to remember something. It was really an unforgettable memory, and Zhao Laoer's expression gradually became sad.

Looking at his reaction, Wen Xuan secretly had a door, and could not help but look dignified. He was a bit nervous and upset about what he was going to hear next. But he also knew that for those facts, he couldn't avoid it.

After not knowing how long, Zhao Laoer finally sighed, "She ... always listened to the screams of women and women, but no one had mentioned it for many years during her lifetime."

"Do you know him?" Wen Xuan asked quickly, "when she was alive?"

"It's easy to say that it's also a town. Although it's not familiar, there is always something to look up without seeing your head." Zhao Lao'er said, "What is the Chief Minister wondering?"

For a while, Wenxuan didn't know where to ask, and had to say, "Just talk about it first."

Zhao Laoer started from the beginning.

"At that time, she was as old as me. It was already a flower in the town. How many boys looked straight at her, but it was a pity ..." He shook his head and pointed to his mouth.

Sure enough it was a dumb one. Wen Xuan couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Zhao Laoer had forgotten who she was and what her first name was, just remembering that people in the town called her dumb flower. There is a father and two elder brothers at Duhuahua's family. The mother died early and suffered from childhood. Her father also didn't care about her, and was always bullied by two brothers.

"But until that time, she still lived like a person." Zhao Laoer said here, a look of fear revealed in his expression, and his voice was a little trembling. Turned over and broke into the town, that thing ... "

He trembled all over his body, and said inconsistently, "That, that monster!"

Wen Xuan quickly poured him a cup of tea. Zhao Laoer drank and finally calmed down.

"Is that the demon?" Wenxuan asked.

"I don't know what the sky demon is, it is the head monster." Zhao Laoer said with a pale face. "A monster that eats people."

Zhao Laoer tried to describe the appearance of the demon that day, but that memory was a nightmare, and the last description was messy. Wen Xuan only heard that it was a blue monster with a huge body, worthy of three black bears, covered with scales and armor. The sharp corners on the demon's head and a pair of sharp teeth on his mouth also appeared repeatedly in Zhao Laoer's narrative, apparently leaving a very strong shadow on this old man.

"There was originally a hole in that mountain." Zhao Laoer pointed at Xueshan, "At that time it was occupied by that monster, and it became a nest."

Wen Xuan nodded, he knew the cave.

Zhao Laor's next sentence changed Wen Xuan's face slightly. "The monster caught the people in the town, shredded them, and stuffed them all in that cave. Half of the cave was filled with blood. Ah the meat is lumped together. "

What a terrible picture is that? Wen Xuan couldn't help recalling what he saw in that cave, and recalled those dark mountain walls and the ground, his face was a little pale.

"This nightmare lasted for more than a year, more than a whole year!" Zhao Laoer was emotional again. "At that time, we had no choice but to run around and hide in Tibet everywhere, but we were caught one by one! I His brother, my father, my uncle, were all arrested by it! Until that day, two fairy longs found here and helped us kill that monster ... "

Having said that, Zhao Laoer almost cried and said, "I finally found their bodies, right in that cave, scattered all over the place ..."

Wen Xuan kept comforting him, and tried to guess the relationship between this terrible memory and the female ghost, "Must she be at that time ..."

"Arrested." Zhao Laoer gave a positive answer. "He was arrested with her father. Later we also found her father's body, similarly scattered, mixed with other people, almost Indistinguishable. "

Wen Xuan looked sober, "Since death is so desolate, then it is no wonder that the soul stayed in the place of death for so long."

"Is the Taoist saying that dumb flower?" Zhao Lao'er heard it, but revealed a weird expression. "This is wrong, she didn't die at that time."

Wenxuan froze.

"All the men and young men in the town were torn directly by that monster." Zhao Laoer told Wen Xuan. "As for the girls of the same year, although they were all stuffed into that cave, most They have left a whole body, and several have even survived. "

"This ..." Wen Xuan felt strange at first, and was preparing to ask, but he reacted again, his face suddenly changed.

Sure enough, then Zhao Laoer sighed and shook his head. "It's just their experience ... who can't tell if it's better to be torn up directly. Even those who are finally rescued, There were a few who were humiliated and did not commit suicide any time soon. "

Wen Xuan clenched his fists in his sleeves, and the secret road really did.

The descendants of that demon not only arrested the people in the town to the abdomen, but also arrested those women who were younger. They were really profligate and outrageous. Thanks to Chu Lian and Ye Shengge's timely arrival, it is a great merit to eradicate such evil spirits for the world.

"As for the dumb flower, she survived but did not live for more than two years." Zhao Laoer finally said, "After all, I have had that kind of encounter ... After that, she was a bit crazy, and with her dead father, The two brothers angered her again, and intensified bullying. Finally, one day, she was found dead in a ravine, and that's it. "

This story has its end here. The life of a female ghost dumb flower is simple, but it is very desolate and makes people sigh.

Wen Xuan felt a heavy heart when she thought of the meeting in the cave before.

"But in her life, it ended like that in the end, and it was not a bad thing." Laoer Zhao smiled bitterly, "It's a relief."

Wen Xuan looked at this bitter smile, but suddenly felt wrong.

This story is wrong.

If death is truly a relief, she is unlikely to remain as a ghost. If it were all that simple, she wouldn't be able to explain her obsessions and her weird behavior in the hole. What could make her clinging in such a desolate life?

Although the old man said a lot, he seemed to be hiding something.

Wenxuan thought a lot at this moment, thinking what could reasonably explain all this. Then he stared at Zhao Laoer's eyes and asked the last question.

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