After the Lantern Festival.

Fu Shiyi then set off to Beiliang Mountain to pick Xuanyuan grass.

Beiliangshan is located in Tancheng County, two days' journey from Guyaju.

Fu Shiyi hurried on at full speed and only reached the fir forest before dark. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, but did not find any nearby villages where he could stay.

"Brother Sixteen, it seems we are going to sleep outdoors tonight. We have to set up camp before it gets dark."

Fu Shiyi was originally accompanied by Sanniang when he went out this time. However, Sixteenth Brother complained that he had never practiced outside. Seeing that Fu Shiyi disagreed, he went to Yanyang Woodland to tease the Eighth Uncle for a few days, but the Eighth Uncle couldn't bear it.

Annoying, Fu Shiyi nodded in agreement when he saw this.

"Eleven, this is my first time sleeping outdoors. Do you think there will be a female ghost in red running out of this forest in the middle of the night? This is what the storybooks say. A poor scholar who travels at night must have a beautiful woman.

|Yu, for this reason, I have prepared all the magic tools and spells to deal with ghosts. If an ignorant person dares to come to my door, Taoist Master will let him see how powerful Taoist Master is..."

After Brother Sixteen came of age, he guarded Yanyang Mulin for fifteen years. Like Fu Shiyi, this was his first "long trip", so he was like a wild horse running wild, chattering excitedly.<

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Fu Shiyi was busy setting up camp when a strange sound suddenly came from his ears.

"Shhh"

Fu Shishi made a gesture to silence Brother Sixteen.

The next moment, the abnormal noise began to become clearer.

"Crunch"

"Crunch"

It was the sound of rolling wheels, and it was getting closer and closer to the two of them.

This place is out of the ordinary, so no one should pass by.

Fu Shiyi felt a little nervous.

Could it be that they really responded to Brother Sixteen's crow's mouth? Did they encounter an evil spirit?! Fu Shiyi held Zhang Xunjie Blood Seal in his hand and stared at the front covered by the fir tree.

Sudden ground.

There was a ringing sound from the front, like something rolling to the ground, and then there was a loud "bang". Fu Shiyi and Brother Sixteen looked at each other:

It was like the sound of a rolling car.

Fu Shiyi and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, and crossed the fir forest together. They saw a wooden cart on the steep slope in front of them overturned and fell to the ground, and an old man was crushed by the car underneath.

"Ouch, ouch!"

The car was full of paper bags. Although the weight was not heavy, the old man could not turn over.

Fu Shiyi took back the Exorcist Blood Seal, grabbed Brother Sixteen who wanted to go to help, and repeated in a low voice: "Brother Sixteen, remember, we are just medicine boys who go to Beiliang Mountain to pick herbs."

After Brother Sixteen nodded, Fu Shiyi stepped forward with him and rescued the old man from the flatbed truck.

"Oh, thank you both so much, otherwise my daughter would be so anxious when she saw that I haven't come back yet."

The old man was wearing a coarse cotton shirt, with a sallow face and thin muscles. When he spoke, his eyes were looking in the opposite direction of Fu Shiyi and Fu Shiyi. His eyes were dull and unfocused. He turned out to be a blind man.

Why would a blind man appear in this barren mountain?

"Old man, it's so late, why do you come to this place alone?"

The old man fumbled around and picked up the paper-shaped figures thrown on the ground one by one and returned them to the car. He said at the same time: "Hi, girl, it seems you are not from Tancheng County, right? The old man is from Yinyang Village and lives two miles ahead.

, everyone nearby knows it."

There is actually a village nearby.

When Fu Shiyi was wondering, Brother Sixteen, who was helping to pick up paper and stab people, immediately became excited when he heard this: "That's really great, old man, we brothers and sisters are just looking for a place to rest for the night. I wonder if you can

Is the village inconvenient for outsiders to stay overnight?"

"This..."

The old man hesitated a little and said: "In our Yin Yang Village, our ancestors have been making shrouds, paper money and other things for the dead for generations. If you don't taboo it, little brother, I will naturally have no objection."

"Hey, there's nothing taboo about this, right, sister?"

Brother Sixteen looked at Fu Shiyi pleadingly. If he stayed in the wild, he might be attacked by wild beasts. Fu Shiyi thought about it and went with his old man.

"Old man, you can just sit in the car. I'm strong, so I'll push the car."

Brother Sixteen diligently placed the old man on the trolley, and asked him many questions along the way. Fu Shiyi followed behind, and her attention couldn't help but fall on the pile of paper-stuck people.

At first glance, the white-clothed and red-faced people looked dull and dull, but after looking at them for a long time, I felt that the men and women seemed to be smiling at me.

Fu Shiyi felt terrified and couldn't help but move his eyes away.

"Young man, you turn left, and then go forward a hundred steps, and you will reach the entrance of our village. There is a centuries-old locust tree planted there. You can see it at a glance."

Big locust tree?!

Previously, villagers from Xiahe Village in Beishan County and Pingling Township in Nanshan County hung themselves collectively under the large locust tree at the entrance of the village.

According to the analysis of Fu Shiyi's grandfather, the locust tree is a ghost in the wood and has a very strong yin energy. Therefore, only those dying people who like things with heavy yin choose to hang there.

As the flatbed truck drives into the village.

The last trace of the setting sun also disappeared into the sky.

The strange thing is that there is no candle light anywhere in the whole village, not even the sound of chickens, ducks and dogs barking, it is eerily quiet.

Fu Shiyi took out a candle from his bag and lit it, but saw a vague layer of mist lingering around him, and he couldn't see the face of the village clearly. He couldn't help but said:

"Old man, the people in your village rest so early. They all rested before nightfall."

"Hey, we are not all poor. For generations, our ancestors have been living on dead money. We often eat one meal without finishing another. We have no money left to buy lamp oil and candles, so naturally we can only rest before dark.

Got off."

The old man’s home is at the end of the village.

It is located alone at the foot of the mountain, and there is a long slope in front of the house. The slope is overgrown with weeds, as if no one has passed by for a long time.

"Okay, young man, the cart is placed under the slope. You have helped me a lot today. I will ask my daughter to make you a hot meal to warm your stomach."

As the old man said this, he entered the yard with flying steps, not looking like a blind man at all.

Fu Shiyi beckoned Brother Sixteen to come over and whispered: "Brother Sixteen, we will say we have eaten in a moment, so I don't need to do anything."

Brother Sixteen nodded.

He is very naughty, so naturally he will not care about worldly food.

The old man’s house has two main rooms, one living room, and two wing rooms on the left and right sides.

When Fu Shiyi and Fu Shiyi were sitting in the living room, they saw two tablets placed on the altar in front of the Eight Immortals table. Red cloth was hung on the tablets, and the incense stick on the incense burner in front was burning brightly.

Fu Shiyi and the other two declined dinner, and the old man said a few polite words.

When the old man was about to take Fu Shiyi and the two of them to the guest room, Fu Shiyi heard a cry of "woo woo woo".

Who is crying?

Fu Shiyi trembled, and was silently gesturing to Brother Sixteen, when the old man suddenly turned around and said quietly:

"Two benefactors, if you hear any strange noises tonight, please don't make a fuss. Recently, my daughter...well, it's hard to describe. Anyway, just don't pay attention to it and just sleep peacefully."
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Could it be that the crying sound just now came from the old man’s daughter?
Chapter completed!