The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 170 The Legend of Dongsha Village
In a daze, Zhao Yan slowly woke up.

But he found that when he opened his eyes, he was in a simple room.

This made Zhao Yan very astonished. He slowly got up, but found that his body was covered with bandages.

"Wake up."

An old man with white beard and hair, with a stooped body, was slowly coming in.

Zhao Yan shook his head and said, "This is..."

"This is Dongsha Village." The old man said, "Before I saw you unconscious on the shore, the old man planned to bury you, but I didn't expect you to still have a breath. My wife said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Listen to her and save you back."

Zhao Yan said thank you, but when he walked outside, he found that there was a wide river around him.

This place looks familiar.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan saw a broken tree, and immediately recognized that it was the tree that was damaged in the previous ten-on-ten battle.

Now the villagers are repairing the surrounding houses, fences and so on.

"I'm still in the game world now?"

Zhao Yan was very puzzled, but when he stood up, he realized that he couldn't summon the system anymore!

He suddenly remembered the last sentence of the system. Before waking up, his consciousness temporarily existed in the game, that is to say, his real world self has not yet awakened.

I don't know if it's paralyzed or brain dead. If he wakes up, he won't be still here.

"It seems that the previous turmoil damaged a lot of our ships." Zhao Yan said with a wry smile.

People regard everything here as a game, but Zhao Yan knows that this is the real history. The only difference is that this place is obviously the real history, but people from the future can travel through it at will.

This system is really powerful.

He tried to turn on his own system, but the system did not respond, even the player interface did not respond.

Everything seemed so ordinary and boring.

Zhao Yan wandered around the village for a long time, and he confirmed a few things.

Now in this world, there are still many players, but these players are called "people from the rivers and lakes".

In fact, there is nothing wrong with saying that. After all, no one here knows where those players came from.

And they seldom harm civilians. Even if they do, the game system seems to automatically issue arrest warrants, so players don't play in such a world with an over-the-top reality, but do some evil things, and few people are willing to do this made.

Zhao Yan has a small wish in his heart, that is, he hopes to meet those old people, but now it seems that these wishes seem extravagant.

……

In the yard, the old man prepared some food and wine, and he invited Zhao Yan to drink.

Because Zhao Yan recovered quickly from his injury, it was only a matter of time before he left the village.

"You remind me of my son. If my son is still in the village, he might be as old as you by this time." The old man laughed.

"Oh? Uncle, where is your son now?" Zhao Yan asked, pouring wine for the old man.

Although it was cheap sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine, rice wine was considered a luxury in this deserted village.

The old man sighed, and looked outside the courtyard wall, at the silver-white sea illuminated by the moon: "He died five years ago..."

It turned out that two or five years ago, the elderly couple planted a grape grove by the small river not far from the village for their livelihood. At that time, they were afraid that others would steal it, so they built a shack next to the vineyard. Eat and drink in this shack.

Grapes are also rare in the Tang Dynasty, and Gu Junsha Island has sufficient sunlight. Although it cannot produce grapes as good as those in the Western Regions, it can still survive.

So it can be regarded as a way of making money. The husband and wife guard their own grapes, and life is not bad. However, the place where they live is the estuary of the Yangtze River. There was a flood five years ago, because the current was so fast that the water was submerged. Many people died, most of them were local fishermen, and it happened that the old man's shack was by the river.

One night, the old man and his son were looking at the shed, while his wife was resting at home. Maybe the fish he ate at night was not cooked properly, so the old man had a stomachache in the middle of the night.

They moved here because they planned to get up to go to the bathroom, but they usually solve this problem by going under the big tree by the river, but recently many people drowned, and will-o’-the-wisps appeared from time to time nearby.

The old man was afraid, but he couldn't hold back, and finally decided to go for a dip first, and then run away after finishing.

He picked some leaves from the tree and went under the tree for thousands of miles. Unexpectedly, two dark things appeared on the river in the distance.

The old man took a good look in the moonlight, and found that the two had purple faces, long green tongues, and were wearing villagers' clothes. They were clearly the fishermen who had been drowned before and came ashore as water ghosts!

The old man's face was pale with fright, but he had no choice but to leave quietly.

But when he returned to the shack, his son had disappeared. He was very anxious and looked for his son everywhere, but he heard voices talking in the distance.

The son walked towards the river with a dull expression, as if he had been cast by some spell.

It happened that there was a woman standing in the middle of the river, with disheveled hair and a slim figure, but her face was covered by long hair, which looked quite weird.

The old man ran over, but at this time the woman also found him. After the woman waved her hands, the son suddenly danced in the river!
That night, many villagers came to help find someone, but they couldn't find anyone. Later, a woman's body was found on a river beach, her whole body was swollen. It was a lady who died in the previous flood.

People said it was a water ghost, and they took the old man's son as a substitute for the dead ghost so that they could be reincarnated.

This story is so evil that Zhao Yan's scalp tingles after hearing it.

"The body was not found?" Zhao Yan said.

The old man sighed: "I didn't find it. Now I have no other ideas. I just want to find my son's body and bury it in the ground. My mother-in-law has always dreamed about her son."

"dream?"

"Well, my son is standing in the middle of the river, calling us to kill him." The old man said.

But Zhao Yan only felt dizzy for a while. He looked at the wine in the glass and glared: "You are in the wine..."

"I saved your life, so you should repay the old man." The old man said with trembling hands.

And Zhao Yan felt that he was afraid of being calculated...

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yan was awakened by the howling cold wind. Zhao Yan raised his eyes and found that he was tied to a raft at this time, and there were buckets and dry firewood around the raft.

A villager said: "Old man Li, no matter what, this kid is still alive, we..."

"Since I saved him, then his life is mine. As long as my son can rest in peace, why not be a bad guy once?" said the old man.

(End of this chapter)