There's always someone trying to trick me

Luo Yan smiled, "Is it that miserable?"

Wu Chang nodded again and again, "Let's not torment ourselves, huh? As long as you don't cut down trees, it won't be triggered, right?"

Luo Yan nodded.

"That is to say, there is no danger for the time being?"

Luo Yan looked at him, "Didn't you say you want to take away the people in the village?"

Wu Chang was wrinkled all over, "Wait and see, maybe there are other ways."

Luo Yan smiled, and was about to say something more, when a gust of wind blew, Wu Chang trembled.

"so cold……"

Luo Yan frowned, "The temperature has cooled."

"It's okay anyway, let's go down the mountain?" Wu Chang took out his mobile phone to check the time, "It's going to be dark soon, I don't know what will happen at night."

Luo Yan saw that Wu Chang was faintly frightened, so he thought about coming by himself at night.She stretched her arms around his shoulders and walked down the mountain together.

I didn't feel it when I went up, but I realized that the mountain is quite steep when I go down.Wu Changsi shamelessly pulled Luo Yan's arm, fearing that he would roll off if he was not careful.

The two walked ahead, and there was a rustling sound from the trees behind them.

Wu Chang looked back quietly, always feeling as if something was staring at them.

"Don't look..." Luo Yan turned his head directly, "Aren't you afraid when you see it?"

Wu Chang trembled, "There really is something?"

"This mountain is not clean, and it's normal to have things."

Wu Chang didn't dare to look at it, so he could only desperately stick it on Luo Yan's body.

It was already dusk at the foot of the mountain, and Luo Yan dragged Wu Chang, who was anxious, back to the old man's house.

The old man was chopping wood and lighting the fire, on which the wild vegetables picked in the afternoon were stewed.

When Wu Chang saw it, he hurried up to help, Luo Yan helped the old man back to the room, and continued to ask some details.

"Our village...said there is a village chronicle..." The old man frowned, "Why are you asking this?"

"It's okay, I'm just curious..." Luo Yan pinched the old man's leg, "Is this back mountain your ancestral grave?"

The old man nodded, "Yes, yes, have you seen those graves? Speaking of which, our village has been around for a long time."

"I heard that it existed during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. A general was defeated and fled here with his army, and settled down."

Luo Yan suddenly asked, "Which general is it?"

The old man tilted his head and thought carefully, but after thinking about it, he couldn't remember it for a while.

"The words are on my lips, but why can't I remember them..."

"It's okay, let's continue talking. And then? Are there any legends or stories in the village?"

"I...haven't heard of it..." The old man looked as if he couldn't remember, "We are women, we don't care about that. If you are curious, just ask the village chief."

"It's the red-tiled house at the entrance of the village, which belongs to the village head."

"Is the village chief still alive?"

The old man sighed, "Yes, yes, there is only a little grandson in his house, he is guarding at home every day, and he doesn't go out, just afraid of any accidents."

Luo Yan nodded, settled the old man, got up and came out.

Wu Chang had already cooked porridge, and when he saw Luo Yan coming out, he thought he was hungry.

"You can bring out the bowl, I made vegetable porridge, it should taste good."

Luo Yan could only turn around and go back to get the bowl, and handed it to Wu Chang, "The old man said that there are still children alive in this village, and they belong to the village chief's family."

"So what?" Wu Chang scooped up a bowl of soup and put it aside to dry, planning to feed it to the old man later.

He scooped up another bowl of more rice and stuffed it directly into Luo Yan's hands, "Didn't the old man just say that the people in the village are not dead?"

Luo Yan took a sip of the porridge, smacked his lips, "Put some more salt."

Wu Chang rolled his eyes, "This is porridge, not a dish, so what's the point of making it so salty? You always get up at night to drink water, pretend I don't know?"

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows, "Did it wake you up?"

"On the same bed, I'm not dead asleep."

Luo Yan smiled and said sorry.

Wu Chang saw that he was squatting all the time, so he simply moved his stool towards him, "Sit down, tell me, why are you going to the village chief's house?"

"The graves under this village are not ordinary graves. I'm afraid they have some history."

"I asked the old man just now, and she said that there is a village chronicle in the village, and that the whole village is the descendant of a great general who came here with soldiers and horses."

"But when I asked her who the general was, she couldn't remember. So I wanted to go to the village chronicle to find out."

Wu Chang nodded, but he was still a little puzzled, "You said that you are also the boss of the underworld, why don't you know these things? People say that gods know everything, you seem... no."

Luo Yanqu tapped his forehead with his fingers, "I believe in those TV dramas! It also said that gods can't fall in love, and if you have nothing to do, you can dance to the Zhuxiantai, be demoted to the mortal world, and so on."

Wu Chang blinked, his eyes filled with curiosity, "Why, isn't it true?"

Luo Yan was amused by his appearance, "Of course it's not true. Although I don't agree with gods and mortals being together, it's okay if they really love each other."

"Ah?!" It was the first time Wu Chang had heard such a statement.

"Compared with immortals, the lifespan of mortals is too short. For immortals, it is only a moment, but for mortals, it is indeed decades."

"Many times, those immortal romances have not even begun, and they have already ended."

Luo Yan's expression became a little erratic, "Even a god can't face the death of a lover. If you start to know that the other party is human, you won't like it."

Wu Chang looked at his expression and felt a little uncomfortable.

"But how can you control things like feelings? If you really like it, but you know that the other person is a mortal, can you not like it?"

"You gods are really strange, you don't live in style at all."

Luo Yan smiled, "Yes, not as chic as ordinary people. Many times, I think you are much happier than us."

Wu Chang looked at his lonely eyes and felt sour in his heart.Hearing Luo Yan's meaning, he knew that he was a mortal, so he would not think in other directions at all.

Wu Chang couldn't help but despise himself, why would he like such a thing?

People like angels and gods and Buddhas, but he likes Yama all at once.

I really don't know what happened.

Hearing the sound of coughing coming from the house, Wu Chang simply took the rice soup into the door and sent it to the old man.

Seeing Wu Chang enter the room, Luo Yan put down the bowl in his hand.

Getting up without making a sound, Luo Yan went out directly.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the village was even more desolate.Occasionally, there are a few houses with lights on, and they look dim and lifeless from the outside.

Luo Yan remembered that when he was at Wu Chang's house, although there were dilapidated houses around him, every house was happy and harmonious at night.

From time to time, the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking in the yard was heard, and there was also the aroma of food in the air.

However, there is nothing here, and it looks like the whole village has fallen into a deep sleep.

Luo Yan thought for a while, and opened his eyes directly.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed.

There are no living people, but many ghosts.

In other words, it can no longer be called a ghost.

It's a stream of death.

The dead air like mist condensed into shape, like a figure walking on the street.

There are many shadows, and it is much more lively than during the day.

Luo Yan closed his eyes, and everything around him became quiet again.

Luo Yan squatted down and reached out to tap the ground.

Seeing that there was no echo and no ghost came out, he stood up again.

"It seems that it's more serious than expected." Luo Yan sighed and continued to walk to the village chief's house.

The location of the village chief's house was easy to find. Luo Yan knocked on the door when he heard the village chief screaming like a pig.

"Who is it!"

"Is the village chief here..." Luo Yan yelled inside, "I'm here to borrow the village chronicle!"

Then there was a crackling sound in the room, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Then I heard the sound of unlocking the door from inside the house, and a stooped old man came out, holding an oil lamp in his hand, his voice trembled, "Who are you?!"

"My name is Luo Yan, and I passed by here with my friends. I heard that there are strange things in the village, so I stayed here. I know a little bit about distorting yellow, and I hope I can help."

"Let's go, hurry up!" The village head seemed to be grinning when he heard the voice, "Don't stay here!"

"We came the day before yesterday, all right, nothing happened."

The village chief was quiet for a while, then walked to the door and looked at Luo Yan through the crack of the door.

The door is an old-fashioned wooden door with a slightly wider gap. Luo Yan can only see a white eyeball leaning against the gap to look back and forth. It doesn't feel very good at night.

As if he was sure that he was a person, the village chief opened the door.

But he didn't come out, he just stood at the door with only half of his head exposed, "Young man, I advise you not to seek death! Hurry up!"

"I just want to read the village chronicles, maybe I can find a way."

"What do you know!" The village head looked very impatient, "Our ancestors have lived here for generations, what don't we know? There is no way to be different?!"

"You know how to do three-legged cat kung fu at a young age, and you think you can conquer demons? What a joke!"

Luo Yan saw that the village head obviously didn't want him to interfere in this matter, so he didn't hide it at all, "If you weren't greedy for money and touched the mountain guard formation, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened."

The village chief froze, and looked at Luo Yan in disbelief, "You, you..."

"I'm curious why I know? As I said, I know how to distort yellow, and I can talk to ghosts. These things were told to me by the ghosts in the back mountains and rivers."

The village chief had already started to tremble all over, obviously frightened.

He gripped the doorknob, and slowly moved his right leg back, as if he was ready to run back into the house at any moment.

"I want to read the village chronicles, and I also want to know what's going on in this village. Only when I know the reason can I solve the problem."

Luo Yan looked at him, "Give it to me."

The village head swallowed, "Wait, wait until tomorrow day. The village chronicle is in the activity room at the entrance of the village, no, not in my house."

Luo Yan nodded. He also saw that the village head was very scared, and probably refused to leave the house right now.