There was no interesting place in the wooden house, so Yan Yan wandered around and came to the patio.

There is no place to pass around the pool under the patio, so they often avoid this pool when entering or leaving the wooden house.

The aunt always takes them directly back to the guest compartment. This is the first time that Yan Yan takes a closer look at the pool.

The inside of the pool was a little turbid, and there was black mud at the bottom. There was no ventilation in the wooden house, and there were no ripples on the water in the pool.

As Yan Yu got closer, the fragrance from the candle became more intense.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that the lampstand was not a candle, but lamp oil.

The lamp oil was turbid, and there were oil stains on the lampstand that looked like black mud, just like the water in the pool.

Yan Yan looked at the pool in surprise.

It turns out that there is lamp oil all in front of here.

No wonder she had never seen anyone add a lamp, and this lamp had never been extinguished.

"So much lamp oil." Yan Yan looked at the pool strangely.

Unlike burning lamp oil, the lamp oil in the pool has a very strange smell.

I can't tell if it's a fishy smell or a burning smell.

Yan Yan leaned close to the lamp oil in the pool and smelled the smell inside carefully.

"Wouldn't the burning corpse oil smell better?"

A sudden sound frightened Yan Yan so much that he almost fell into the pool, but Bai Zhu wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him up.

"Is this corpse oil?" Yan Yan asked.

Bai Zhu nodded: "Can't you see?"

"I've never burned a corpse." Yan Yan curled his lips.

"The lamp oil in the everlasting lamp is made from the corpse oil of human corpses. The strange aroma produced by burning can solidify the soul." Bai Zhu explained.

Yan Yan suddenly realized.

Under the daylight, Qianhu Village looks like a deserted city.

In the entire village, only Yan and Yan could be seen walking on the street.

"What did you do just now?" Yan Yan asked casually.

Bai Zhu said: "Judge Wen is looking for me."

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows: "Don't he always come to me when he has something to do?"

"It's something that happened during my lifetime," Bai Zhu said.

Yan Yu didn't ask any more questions. They were living people and they were most taboo about asking about things during their lifetimes.

When they were walking in the village, the smell of living people was most obvious.

Yan Yan and Bai Zhu followed the breath of living people to the wooden house in the village closest to the back mountain hot spring.

Listen carefully, there are sounds of people moving around in this wooden house.

Yan Yan stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The sound of movement inside suddenly stopped. The two waited for a while, but still no one came to open the door.

"Are you pretending that no one is there?" Yan Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Maybe the people in the room didn't hear it," Bai Zhu said calmly.

"Haven't you heard this? I almost broke the door." Yan Yan was speechless.

Suddenly, Bai Zhu held one of her wrists and pulled her aside.

As soon as he hid his body, the door of the wooden house opened.

Just as Yan Yan wanted to speak, Bai Zhu covered his mouth.

It was the middle-aged man who came out of the wooden house. He had a drum tied to his body and held drumsticks in both hands.

"We'll follow."

The middle-aged man didn't know where he was going. He knocked the drum head from time to time with the drumstick in his hand and walked around, as if he was looking for something.

Then we arrived at the hot spring in the back mountain. Instead of entering the cave, we walked around the cave and walked back.

Yan Yan quickly followed and saw Bai Zhu stopped.

She asked: "What's wrong?"

Bai Zhu whispered: "The dead body is over there."

Sure enough, when Yan Yan saw the middle-aged man, he found that he was looking for a dead body.

"You are finally back." The middle-aged man touched the dead body.

Only then did Yan Yu realize that this middle-aged man was blind.

"I won't force you anymore, come back with me." The middle-aged man said to the motionless corpse.

Then the drums were beaten, and amid the sound of the drums, the dead body suddenly stood up, and then followed the middle-aged man away from the place.

"It turned out to be his dead body. I was very sentimental and did not kill the exorcist."

There is a foot of space under the wooden house.

The dead body followed the middle-aged man back to the wooden house and lay down in the gap.

After the middle-aged man put the dead body in, he turned around and returned to the wooden house. Yan Yan was standing in front of him.

Not only did he not see Yan Yan, he didn't even hear her footsteps.

"Could he still be deaf?" Yan Yan's voice was neither loud nor soft.

But even standing next to the middle-aged man, he didn't hear it.

"Hey." Yan Yan pulled the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man froze in place and murmured: "So fast..."

"What's so fast?" Yan Yan asked.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and asked: "Who are you?"

"I've been living in your village for two days, and you still don't know?"

The middle-aged man didn't respond to Yan Yu's words, but stretched out his hand to touch Yan Yu's body.

Bai Zhu pulled Yan Yan behind him, stretched out his hand and wrote on his palm.

The middle-aged man felt the words on his hand and asked doubtfully: "There is no one in the stockade, how come you live in the stockade?"

"Yes, they dance in the open space to the east at night, and you play the drums for them."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and finally said: "It turns out it was them who was talking."

"I'm afraid you two are not simple people, are you? We have noticed something strange in our village, right?"

Yan Yu was written stroke by stroke on the middle-aged man's hand.

"Why did the corpses in your village suddenly occupy the magpie's nest and kill the person who kept the corpses?"

After finishing writing, the middle-aged man looked puzzled.

Yan Yan was even more confused: "Can't we talk about this?"

Bai Zhu wrote the question Yan Yu asked again to the middle-aged man.

"Doves occupy the magpie's nest? Do you think it's the dead bodies that killed us?" the middle-aged man replied.

Yan Yan choked.

It turned out that the middle-aged man couldn't understand what she wrote.

"That's not the case. We want to extract the souls of the dead corpses and return them to them." The middle-aged man shook his head.

In a village not far from Qianhu Village.

At the beginning of the year, swarms of brain-eating insects suddenly appeared in that village.

Caught off guard, before the villagers in the village could react, all the dead bodies raised in the village were eaten clean by brain-eating insects.

The swarm of bugs ate not only the brains, but the entire dead body.

After that, the entire Yuanxi began to drive away those brain-eating bugs, but those bugs came inexplicably and disappeared suddenly.

Later, brain-eating insects appeared one after another in the village where Yuanxi raised corpses. They took precautions and would not let the corpses be wiped out like they did in the first village.

But only 30% of the dead bodies left in the village were the remains of limbs eaten by brain-eating insects.

The group of brain-eating insects has not yet appeared in Qianhu Village, but they don't know when those insects will appear.

So they decided that instead of letting the dead bodies be eaten by brain-eating insects, they should take care of the dead bodies themselves.

"Then why are all the villagers dead now, but the dead bodies are still alive like living people?"
To be continued...