The wind blew loudly, pressing down on the surrounding trees and making a whining sound.
Du Xianjun squinted his eyes, looked at the dead face, and said solemnly: "The last time I came here to steal the Sequence of Gods, out of curiosity, I danced on the tombstone with a group of villagers... Don't look at me like that
, just to better integrate into the life here.”
"I seem to have seen this photo on the tombstone."
Xu Ye nodded, and under Du Xianjun's fearful gaze, he used his tentacles to absorb the body of the aberration, and then the two of them came to the cemetery together.
There are many new tombs and old tombs, bathed in the heavy rain.
Du Xianjun was soaked all over, and the heavy rain was like a stone, hitting his face with great pain. He took a flashlight, squinted his eyes, and searched for a long time before he found a somewhat dilapidated grave.
Right in front of the tombstone, there is a photo, which looks exactly like a person's face. It looks like it is a young nun.
This surprised Xu Ye slightly.
You know, in this world, various religions and beliefs are emerging one after another. Buddhism is almost invisible. Unexpectedly, there are nuns here to preach.
But why did she die here?
"Master Miaoyu, judging from the age engraved on it, he is only in his early 20s, and he died more than ten years ago."
Because this is the territory of the little green skin, Xu Ye is worried that the heart simulation function will be inaccurate, so he has not taken the initiative to simulate it since entering the evil spirit village.
At this moment, he didn't have this intention either.
Putting his hands together, Xu Ye bowed respectfully: "Master Miaoyu, I'm offended."
Xu Ye put on a red hijab, transformed his body into a spiritual body, and got directly under Master Miaoyu's tombstone. However, there was no urn inside.
Is Master Miaoyu deformed?
That person with the deformed face is Master Miaoyu.
But what are the other aberrations?
"Xu boy, there are not two deformed mutants, but one. I felt wrong before. There is only one deformed mutant in this village, whether it is the human-face deformed mutant, the old lady, or the two who are looking for Chen Man and Liu Yan.
There are only aberrations, all of which are derived from the distortion of Master Miaoyu."
The bandit said loudly.
Seeing Xu Ye stunned, Du Xianjun couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Xu, did you find anything?"
Xu Ye turned his head and glanced slightly sideways: "I can probably deduce something, but there is no result yet. When it gets brighter, I will go to the old man in the village to 'ask'."
He did not plan to use normal questioning methods. When the time came, he would directly activate the illusion effect of soul-stirring.
…
At this time, more than a dozen villagers came to the home of the village chief Lu Bu Shen. They took off their raincoats, shook the rainwater from their bodies at the door, and then walked to the living room.
The young man who had interacted with Xu Ye at night sat carelessly on the sofa.
"Village chief, that's enough." The young man named Lu Ming grinned, took out a pure gold lighter, and lit a cigar.
Smoking loudly.
He doesn't look like a simple villager at all, but looks like a nouveau riche.
Lu Bu Shen frowned and opened the window to let the various smells in the room disperse: "No, it's still not enough. The God of Wealth's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. She needs more lives to satisfy her greedy stomach and to create
Produce gold.”
"Otherwise, we will be the unlucky ones."
"Everyone should know very well what we did to the God of Wealth. We all had a share in what happened back then."
"Back then, there were hundreds of people. Now, there are only a dozen of you and me left."
Lu accidentally glanced at the dark faces with his cold eyes, and the air became even colder.
"I heard that someone wanted to quit a few days ago, right?"
"Once this matter is known to the outside world, we will be finished. Although we are in troubled times, there are still law enforcement teams and the Reincarnation Cult in the Uman Islands."
Some villagers frowned: "But, what happened has already happened. They are all on guard, so they probably won't be fooled so easily."
"How much is left to appease the anger of the God of Wealth?"
"A life." Lu Bu Shen stood up.
He turned around and went to the kitchen with everyone's puzzled eyes on him. A few seconds later, he came out dragging a shovel from the kitchen.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in his fifties who had spoken just now felt dizzy and his eyelids were heavy. He was startled: "Lu Bu Shen, you!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at the village chief angrily.
Lu Bu Shen smiled coldly: "We don't have time. If we don't collect two lives tonight, the God of Wealth will kill us. At that time, it's random. Maybe when you turn around, the seeds in your head will fall off."
Already."
"So, I had to choose first."
"I poured a dozen glasses of water and randomly placed sleeping pills in a glass of water. Ah Huang, you are unfortunate to have drank it."
"Don't worry, we will take good care of your wife and children."
"Do you still have any opinions? Otherwise, will you die for Ah Huang?"
The cold and bloody words echoed in the villa hall.
More than a dozen male villagers fell silent, their eyes flickering, and they ignored Ah Huang's plea for help.
"Ah Huang, we will meet again in the next life. My wife and daughter all died for the God of Wealth. I can't let them die in vain. The God of Wealth provided us with gold, and we provided her with life... Hehe..."
He smiled darkly, his red eyes full of madness.
Under the horrified gaze of Ah Huang and the silent gazes of the villagers, Lu Bu Shen raised the shovel in his hand and hit Ah Huang on the forehead with a clang.
The latter's eyes widened, his legs kicked up, and his body was still there, no longer breathing.
The smell of blood filled the entire splendid hall.
Lu Bu Shen waved his hand: "Carry his body to the temple to worship the God of Wealth. You know the rules. Don't go in together with three people."
The villagers looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, Lu Ming gritted his teeth, threw away the expensive cigars, picked up the body, and ran out in the rain.
"This time, give me a few more pieces of gold."
Lu Ming's voice came through the heavy rain.
…
The sky was bright and bright, and when I looked out the window through the heavy rain, everything was blurry.
Xu Ye quietly lurked in every old man's dream, and finally understood part of the truth.
He frowned and stood in front of the window, those broken memories intertwined with each other to form a broken nightmare.
He originally wanted to bring the village chief directly into the dream, but found that some people in the village seemed to have special marks on them.
He was worried that it was left by the little green skins, so he never used illusions on them.
Du Xianjun stood aside and poured a glass of water for Xu Ye.
"Doctor Xu, how is the situation?"
Xu Ye rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I almost understand everything."
"According to some memories of the elders in the village, Evil Spirit Village was originally called Bachelor's Village more than ten years ago. Due to poor geographical conditions, there were few women and many men in the village. The village was poor and not many women were willing to marry."
"Until one day, a nun, Master Miaoyu, came to the village."
"Master Miaoyu comes from the Lost Abyss. She is a believer in Buddhism who came to preach. She came from a wealthy background but has a kind heart. When she first came to Evil Spirit Village, she was shocked by the poverty here and determined to change it."
"She started chanting sutras every day. At first, the villagers were busy with their lives and didn't want to come. Later, Master Miaoyu started giving money, and then they came willingly."
"Gradually, some people became greedy."
"On a thunderstorm night, Master Miaoyu died inexplicably."
Xu Ye paused.
"I can probably piece together these things, but the truth is probably only known to the village chief and a small number of villagers."
"Master Miaoyu is probably deformed. For some reason, she seems to be enshrined. I guess she is in the temple."
"The villagers sacrificed their lives for Master Miaoyu, and Master Miaoyu brought wealth to the villagers."
The two, under the control of the little green skin, seemed to have reached a certain balance.
Moreover, simple murder does not seem to cause such weird distortions, and there must be something behind it.
Of course, he did not say this to Du Xianjun.
Xu Ye tossed the gold in his hand.
"As for the rest, I can't deduce it yet, but the situation is clear. All that's left is to find the village chief."
"Let's rest first. There's no rush. We'll wait until we get some sleep. Anyway, it's raining heavily today and the cruise ship won't leave Mandala Island until tomorrow."
Xu Ye stretched out.
Du Xianjun was obviously a little anxious. He couldn't be as calm as Xu Ye.
"What are we going to do when we wake up?"
Xu Ye half-squinted his eyes: "Go and deliver a courier to the village chief's house."
