With a clear direction, the speed of the two people suddenly increased. Although their cultivation was suppressed and they could not fly with Qi, nor control flying swords or magic weapons, their physical strength, power, speed, etc. were still
They were far beyond ordinary people. They were running across the mountains and fields like two martial arts masters.
After a while, when I came to the place where the fire came out, I found that it was a large house, and it was obviously a little dilapidated.
This house was built here alone. The village that Mr. Li San imagined was still a bit far away from this house.
"What the hell is this? You built a big house here alone?" Mr. Li San was a little confused. He had been practicing in a family of immortals like the Li family since he was born, and he really didn't know much about things in the secular world.
Qin Lang already had a vague feeling in his heart. How could someone build a house alone outside the village? There must be something wrong with this house.
He walked around to the main entrance of the big house, looked up at the plaque, and saw the two characters "Yi Zhuang", which looked particularly dark in the rain.
"What does Yizhuang mean? Are there people named Yi living there? Is this their family's manor?" Mr. Li San asked curiously as he followed him.
Qin Lang glanced at him and said angrily: "Yizhuang is where the dead sleep."
Young Master Li suddenly realized: "I didn't expect them to be in charge of both killing and burying."
Qin Lang ignored him, but walked up and knocked on the door.
The monotonous knocking on the door was particularly clear in the rain.
Generally, Yizhuang will not arrange for people to keep vigil at night. After all, this is not a fun job. Who would want to watch the dead all day and all night?
Qin Lang just knocked and took a look. Unexpectedly, the door soon opened with a creak, and a white-haired head popped out. He glanced at Qin Lang and said, "Who are you? Look at me, you are not.
Are they from our village?”
Mr. Li San quickly said: "We are passing guests and want to ask you something."
"Can I ask you something?" the old man muttered and said, "It's raining so heavily, you should come in first and then talk about it."
He pushed the door open a little and welcomed Qin Lang and Mr. Li San in.
Qin Lang looked back at Mr. Li San, who whispered: "The last time I entered Kunwu Realm, I met a monk. He taught me to say this. Later we will ask the old man directly if anything happened nearby.
Did any strange things happen, were there any strange lights, or were there any legends in their village, or treasures passed down from generation to generation?"
Qin Lang couldn't help being speechless when he heard this. These children of aristocratic families who had never been to the mortal world were indeed a little "ignorant of worldly affairs". He didn't even think about it. If an old man really had any heirlooms, he would tell the two of them in the middle of the night.
Does the stranger who knocks on the door and enters the house know?
The old man closed the door behind them and led them tremblingly into the hall of the house. As expected, he saw rows of coffins parked all over the hall. The atmosphere was so gloomy that Mr. Li San could not help but cry.
A shiver.
If it were placed in the outside world, with the cultivation of Mr. Li San, he would not have any feelings about these things. However, in the Kunwu realm, their cultivation was suppressed, and even their Taoist heart was suppressed.
, more like mortals in perception.
However, Nascent Soul monks like Mr. Li San will be suppressed in their Taoist heart. Qin Lang's Taoist heart is the Taoist heart of the former Samsara Immortal Lord, and will not be affected by this atmosphere at all.
The old man brought the two of them into the hall and sat down at the only table. In the whole hall, there was only an oil lamp in the old man's hand and two white candles shining on a memorial tablet in the middle.
Qin Lang winked at Young Master Li, telling him to stop talking nonsense and let him speak for himself.
He scanned the dark interior of Yizhuang and asked: "Old man, there are more than ten coffins parked here. Are there any corpses lying inside?"
The old man nodded and said: "A coffin without a body will not be carried here."
Qin Lang wondered: "Could it be that the dead from many nearby villages are brought here to be parked? Generally speaking, there shouldn't be so many dead at the same time."
Mr. Li San's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
According to the normal birth, old age, illness and death of ordinary people in a village, it is very rare to have at most two or three coffins at the same time. Now, there are at least ten coffins in this righteous village, which is already an unusual situation.
An ordinary place.
Young Master Li sighed secretly, Qin Changkong was indeed Qin Changkong, and he calmly started asking for clues.
The old man heard Qin Lang's words, pondered for a moment, and sighed: "This is also a crime. Our righteous village is only for our village. All the coffins you see, yes, they are all lying in the bodies of those who died recently in our village."
of people.”
Qin Lang narrowed his eyes and said: "So many people suddenly died suddenly? But I don't know what happened to these people to die suddenly? Could it be that bandits or robbers came recently?"
The old man shook his head and said: "The bandits and robbers didn't come, but something else came... In short, the young people in the village died one after another. When each person's body was found,
They all look the same. What kind of evil do you think this has caused to cause such a disaster in our village? If all the young people die, what use will the old men like us be left? Sooner or later, we will be extinct..."
"Look, what does it look like?" Qin Lang grasped the key point.
The old man pointed to the coffins and said, "You can go and see for yourself. The coffins have not been nailed yet. There are also some lying on the table. They haven't had time to order the coffins yet."
Qin Lang nodded and strode towards a corpse covered with a white cloth on the table.
He had killed countless monks and seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Now when he saw a mortal corpse, he naturally had no psychological barriers at all. Since the old man allowed him to see it, he went to see it.
Lifting the white cloth, I saw that the corpse in front of me had completely shriveled up, with two big eye sockets exposed, and a pair of eyes staring at Qin Lang, as if he had been frightened before death and refused to close his eyes.
Qin Lang lifted the white cloth a little, revealing the corpse's hands. As expected, they were also shriveled, as if only skin and bones were left.
Mr. Li San saw it and couldn't help but lift up a piece of white cloth beside him. Sure enough, he saw the same corpse, all of them were so shriveled and their expressions were so panicked.
Qin Lang frowned and said, "Was it sucked dry?"
The old man was startled for a moment and said: "A Taoist priest came to our village and said that these young people were sucked dry by monsters. Two guests, are you also a Taoist priest?"
Qin Lang shook his head and said with a smile: "No, no, if you look at us like this, how can we look like Taoist priests?"
The old man nodded and said, "You guys watch first, I'll get you a cup of tea to warm yourself up."
"No need, right? We're not cold either." Qin Lang quickly refused, but the old man ignored him and went into the hut to boil water. Qin Lang had no choice but to return his attention to the body and said to Mr. Li San: "
You said there are monsters and ghosts in Kunwu Realm. Do you think these people were killed by monsters? The monsters should have sucked the blood and souls of these mortals to cultivate, right?"
According to Qin Lang's inference, it is possible that after being sucked by them, the corpse will look like this shriveled up.
Young Master Li pondered for a moment and said: "The last time I came here, I had seen such a corpse, but at that time I was not sure what caused it. Listening to what you said, a demon is not impossible.
"
He casually lifted up the white cloth on the other corpse, and suddenly the whole person stayed on the spot, standing motionless.
Qin Lang glanced at him and said, "What's wrong?"
Mr. Li San said: "Come and see for yourself."
Qin Lang walked over, glanced at it, and couldn't help but be startled. He felt the cold wind blowing, and his spine felt a little chilly.
The corpse lying in front of them was that of an old man with gray hair. Judging from the old man's appearance, it was the old man who had just opened the door for them and brought them into Yizhuang, and also talked to them for a while!
But if the old man is already dead, then the person who just spoke to them... (To be continued)