The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Before Xiaojing could react, Er Huzi grabbed his wrist and ran out in a hurry.

The whistling wind was all around my ears.

Along the bluestone path in the village, I soon saw a group of people gathered in the lower reaches of the river.

Looking from a distance, there is a vast expanse of darkness.

"Here we are, there are too many people, let's go, big brother, let's climb the fence to watch!"

Erhuzi took Xiaojing's hand, lowered his body, walked around the crowd, then pointed to the wooden ladder standing beside the wall, and said with a smile, "Big brother, can you climb up by yourself?"

Xiaojing looked up and saw that the wall was not high, and with the support of the ladder, it was not difficult to go up.

Once again, Er Huzi climbed up like a gecko, clung to the wall with both arms to prevent himself from falling, and did not forget to turn his head and waved at Xiaojing.

"Come on, come on, big brother, come up quickly, the view here is good, you can see very clearly! Big brother, come up quickly!"

Since Xiaojing could remember, except for Lin Jinghong who liked to call him second brother bluffing, it was the first time someone called him big brother so affectionately.

Immediately, he was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously nodded in response.

Holding on to the wooden frame with both hands, he followed Erhuzi's example and climbed up the fence.

As soon as the talent goes up, the field of vision immediately broadens.

"Brother, look, the old man with the gray beard standing in the crowd is Uncle Chen from the head of the village. He was fishing by the river and caught a hand!"

Er Huzi was full of mystery, and he gestured to Xiao Jing, "That hand is about this big, it was soaked white by the river water, and the flesh was rotten. It is impossible to tell whether it is a man's hand or a woman's hand... ...Big brother, look over there!"

Looking in the direction of Erhu's fingers, Xiao Jing saw several officials standing by the river with large fishing nets in their hands, and several officials standing on the bridge.

Looking down condescendingly, the river under the bridge was muddy by fishing nets.

A dilapidated door panel was placed on the bank, covered with a layer of white cloth.

But it wasn't completely covered, and the body parts under the white cloth could still be vaguely seen.

Looking from Xiaojing's angle, he could just see five Bai Shengsheng's fingers.

Just like what Erhu said, they were all soaked in the river water, and the skin and flesh were ripped apart. It was impossible to tell whether it was a man's hand or a woman's hand.

It seems that this is not the first time such a murder has happened in the village. Many villagers gathered here, and there are many children who are about the same age as Erhu.Drill through the crowd.

He was pulled by the collar by the adult next to him, pushed it far away, and shouted, "Get up, get up, let's play!"

Xiaojing suddenly remembered something, and he asked Erhu: "Is this the only river that leads to the village?"

Erhu said: "Yes, this is the one that leads directly to the lonely mountain next to it. There is a spring on it, and the river flows out of it. I heard that a Mr. Feng Shui went to the top of the mountain to calculate it a long time ago, and he said it was true. What... what, oops, I forgot, anyway, it means very good!"

After a pause, Erhu scratched his head, and continued: "But there are always strange things happening in the village recently. The last time I went fishing with Tie Dan, the belly of the fish I caught was cut open, and there was a bunch of hair inside, which was terrifying to death. Already!"

"Those corpses probably flowed down the mountain! My mother even went to wash clothes in the river today! It's scary to think about it!"

Xiaojing: "..."

That's right, Er Huniang also washed clothes by the river with a few village women.

He was worse than them, he threw himself to the river bank as soon as he got off the mountain, and filled half of his belly with river water.

Now, whenever Xiaojing thinks that there are corpses in the river, his stomach will be overwhelmed, his face will turn pale, and he will almost vomit it out.

"But it's not certain, maybe someone secretly chopped up the corpse and threw it into the river casually? The mountain is haunted, not to mention the night, and few people dare to go up there even in the daytime!"

When Erhu said this, Xiaojing felt better.

Silently comforting myself in my heart, the water I drank before was clean, after all, it was a live fire, flowing down from the mountain.

It shouldn't be Na Laoshizi's corpse water.

Suddenly there was a thud, and an officer lifted the fishing net vigorously, and shouted with difficulty: "Something has been caught again! Someone help me!"

Then he rushed over to several villagers, and they worked together to pull the fishing net up with difficulty.

Throw it to the shore, and the water splashes in all directions.

"Big brother, look!"

Accompanied by Erhu's exclamation, he saw that the fishing net fished out a pile of rotten things from the river.

Some courageous officials went up and lifted the fishing nets, and the pile of rotten things showed their original appearance.

The surrounding villagers immediately let out a gasping sound——

"Tsk, it's a human head!"

"Long hair!"

"Look quickly, it's a man, a woman, maybe it's a villager from Chenjia Village?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of anyone getting lost recently!"

Accompanied by the sound of surprise from the crowd, the official sent back the long wet hair covering the head and cheeks.

Immediately there was another gasp from the crowd, and Erhu let out an "ah" in fright, covered his face with his hands, swayed, and almost fell off the wall.

Fortunately, Xiaojing had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he helped him up.

"Hoo hoo, thank you big brother for helping me, I was scared to death, I was scared to death!"

The face that frightened Erhu—in fact, it can't be called a human face anymore.

It was soaked by the river water, and the whole face was completely unrecognizable, and it was also full of bumps. It could be seen that it should have been bitten by the fish in the river.

I think the fish that the two tigers caught before, and the hair in their stomachs, also came from this human head.

Not only that, where there should have been eyeballs, there are only two bloody holes left, because they were accidentally bumped when they were salvaged just now.

With a puff, two little white fish popped out of their eye sockets, how disgusting that scene was.

Xiao Jing's stomach was not very comfortable at first, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but want to vomit.

It happened that a villager spotted them, picked up a long pole and came over to chase them away.

"Whose child? Go, go! What are you looking at!"

Erhu quickly lowered his body, the long pole missed him, and he quickly climbed down the fence while pulling Xiaojing.

"Big brother, run! That old man hurts when he hit someone with a long pole!"

The two tigers dragged Xiao Jing all the way to flee, and managed to get far away, and then he patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we ran fast, otherwise we were caught when we turned around, and we would have to kneel in the ancestral hall."

"By the way, big brother, I haven't asked your name yet. What's your name?"

Without thinking, Xiaojing said: "Ah Xuan."

"Ah... Ah Xuan? What's the big brother's last name?"

Xiao Jing pursed her lips, not knowing what her last name should be.

After all, it is impossible for him to be surnamed Lin, and it is not easy for others to know that his surname is Chang.

At that time, his mind was blank, and he obviously didn't have time to think about anything, but his mouth had already spoken for him.

"My surname is Jing, and my real name is Jingxuan."

Erhuzi heard this, scratched his head, and laughed foolishly, "Jingxuan, Jingxuan, what a nice name, my name is Chen Erhu, and my parents call me Erhu, or Erhuzi. There is an older brother who went to a Taoist temple as a child... some outside disciple went away for many years and never came back. When I grow up and save enough money, I will go to him!"

Xiaojing thought for a while and asked him, "Which Taoist temple?"

"It seems to be called Youji? No, or Wuji? I forgot, anyway, it is a very famous Taoist temple, and many people can't get in with their sharp heads. Hey, my elder brother just went in! He is amazing! "

When Erhu mentioned his brother, his face was full of complacent smiles, as if having such a brother who was an outer disciple in a Taoist temple was a very proud thing.

This made Xiaojing dazed for a long time.

He deduced that the Taoist temple that Erhu was talking about, eight out of ten, was Wuji Taoism.

Unexpectedly, after going around and going around, he still couldn't escape the Wuji Taoist sect.

Until I heard some children shouting: "Er Hu, who is this man?"

"What a beautiful brother, could it be Erhu's brother?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you see that Erhu is so stupid, how could he have such a good-looking brother?"

"It's my guest, my big brother!"

Erhu took a step forward, protecting Xiaojing behind his back, pinching his waist with both hands, and snorted, "You are the idiots!"

Those children immediately laughed when they heard this, and together they pointed to Erhu's forehead and called him a fool.

The two tigers were so angry that their eyes were full of tears, they stomped their feet angrily and said, "You are the idiots, you are!"

Although Xiao Jing didn't understand what Hanbazi meant, but when he saw that Erhu was crying angrily, he knew that Hanbazi must mean something very embarrassing.

Dang even took Erhu's hand, Xiaojing held Erhu in his arms, and said to the children: "We are all friends in the same village, so don't bully others."

One of the children said: "Who wants to be friends with him? Erhu loves to lie the most. He keeps saying how good his brother is, and that his brother often asks people to bring him candy, but it turns out it's all lies." !"

"Exactly! He is a liar! He is so stupid, he is always scolded by the teacher in school!"

"It must be because he is too stupid and loves to lie, so his brother is out and not coming back!"

"Nonsense! That's not true! You are all talking nonsense!"

Erhu stomped his feet in anger, and argued with a blushing face, "My brother won't think I'm stupid! He's learning art outside, and he'll definitely come back!"

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, see if I don't beat you to death!"

Saying that, Erhu rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up and beat people.

The group of children should be no longer surprised, not only did not hide, but also jumped up and down around Erhu with a smile, singing in their mouths, Erhu is a liar, but also a fool, brother Erhu hates him, don't want him up.

If it wasn't for Xiaojing's pull, the two tigers would have rushed out to beat people.

Those children raised their faces and said to Xiaojing: "Beautiful brother, don't play with Erhu, he is a bad boy, come to my house? You look good, I like you!"

"Come to my house, I like you too! You are so good-looking, even more beautiful than the people in the paintings!"

"Except for my mother, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen!"

A group of half-grown children rushed over in a swarm, and several hands grabbed Xiaojing's sleeves.

Those who are more courageous will come up and hold his hand directly.

Xiaojing was slightly stunned. Since he could remember, it was the first time that someone was willing to approach him actively.

Those people I met before either cursed at him, or used swords when they came up.

No one has ever praised him for his good looks like this group of children, and they are willing to take the initiative to hold his hand.

Xiao Jing couldn't help holding the child's hand back, it was warm, soft, and very small.

The owner of that hand is a half-grown boy, wearing a pair of old coarse clothes, he raised his smile and said: "Beautiful brother, you look so good-looking, if I grow up, I can be as good-looking as you, then alright."

Xiao Jing couldn't help but smile slightly.

I don't know why, but he has no defense against children by nature, and he has no resistance at all.

And vaguely, he still likes children very much.

It seems that I once, it seems, should also have a child.

But that was all very far away, so far away that Xiaojing couldn't remember it anymore.

Seeing this, Erhu immediately pushed everyone away angrily, turned around and threw himself into Xiaojing's arms, hugged his waist, and said loudly: "You are not allowed to touch him! He is my big brother! Yes My mother brought it back from outside, and it will live in my house from now on!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be very afraid that Xiaojing would not agree, so he quickly raised his head and asked nervously: "Big brother, you will stay at my house, right? Big brother? Will you stay at my house? I like you so much, You stay at my house? Big brother, okay, please, stay and be my brother?"

Xiaojing didn't say a word.

In fact, the day he has always yearned for is such a pastoral life.

There is no endless scrambling, no bloody carnage.

She retired with A Niang and lived a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day.

When the farming is busy, I will be more tired. I will go to the field to weed and transplant rice seedlings, build cucumber frames, and touch snails.

Raise some rabbits in the yard—Xiaojing likes soft, furry little things that can be hugged and smoothed—raise a few rabbits, and in a few years, you can raise a large group.

If possible, I really want to live an ordinary and simple life like ordinary people.

I spent my whole life so happily, like an ordinary person, experiencing life, old age, sickness and death.

There is no regret in life, and there is nothing to regret in death.

But Xiaojing clearly understood his situation.

As long as his eyes look like Lin Jing's for a day, he will never be able to live an ordinary life.

But this kind of look is innate, Xiaojing wanted to change it many times, but there was nothing he could do.

You can't let him poke his eyes, and be a little blind from now on, right?

Why?

Just because his eyes resemble Lin Jing, he is not worthy of living a normal life, so should he be Lin Jing's substitute for the rest of his life?

This is really unfair to him!

But looking at the expectant look on Erhu's face, Xiaojing really couldn't say no to it, so he could only tactfully say: "I have no place to go, so, if Madam doesn't dislike me..."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it! My mother has the best heart. She has been talking about it. There should be two children in the family. Now that the eldest brother is here, my mother will definitely be very happy!"

The two tigers were as happy as an oriole, bouncing around Xiaojing, shouting in their mouths.

"I have an older brother again! Great, I have an older brother to accompany me! I have an older brother to accompany me!"

When the trouble was over, Erhu pinched his waist again, and said to the children with a proud face: "Hmph, did you hear that? Big brother wants to live in my house! You don't have such a beautiful brother!"

The children were so angry that they burst into tears.

Children are children, cry when they cry, and laugh when they laugh.

And there is also a very strange comparison psychology.

When they heard that Xiaojing was going to live in Erhu's house, the children were not happy, and came up crying to pull Xiaojing's clothes.

Some hugged Xiaojing's waist, crying and begging him to stay at his home for a few days.

Some even competed.

"My mother can make braised pork! Big brother can eat delicious braised pork when he comes to my house!"

"My mother can make tamales! Big brother, come to my house?"

"What are those? The candied fruit my mother just bought for me! It's so sweet, the eldest one already has one, I don't even want to eat it! Big brother comes to my house, I'll give you candied fruit!"

Xiaojing couldn't laugh or cry, for the first time in his life, he felt that he was liked and needed by many people.

And this feeling is exactly what he has been longing for all this time.

Longing for someone to need him and care about him.

It's him who cares.Don't like or hate him because of anyone or anything.

There is only one Lin Jinghong in heaven and earth, so everyone likes Lin Jinghong.

For Lin Jinghong's safety, those people could reprimand him recklessly and stab him with swords.

But there is only one Ah Xuan in the sky and on the earth.

Axuan is just Axuan, not a stand-in for anyone, not attached to anyone, an independent individual.

Don't be liked or hated because of anyone.

Xiaojing felt that although he couldn't stay here for too long.

But maybe you can find some solace here.

Even if it's just a little bit.

No one here knows Lin Jing, and no one knows Xiao Jing.

Standing in front of them was only a young man named A Xuan.

Xiao Jing comforted the children in a gentle voice, persuading them to get along well in the future.

Those children are very simple, and even if they exchanged a few words before, it was just a joke among the children.

After a while, he pulled Erhu again and invited him to come to his home to play with his beautiful brother.

Erhu got a beautiful elder brother out of thin air, and he was so happy that he patted his chest and agreed one by one.

They chatted for a few more words, discussing the matter of picking up corpses, and said that they would definitely not be able to fish in the river in the past few days, it was really boring.

Then a child suggested that there is a custom in the village that if any family has guests, they have to cook rice in bamboo tubes for the whole village to eat.

Xiaojing is so old, he has never eaten rice in bamboo tubes.

As far back as he could remember, Luo Suxuan took him to the best meal he had ever eaten.

But at that time, the cook in the inn was from Bashu. He liked spicy food, and he liked all kinds of spicy food. Almost every dish had a thick layer of small chili peppers.

Xiao Jing doesn't like spicy food, he likes sweet food.

Putting aside the prejudice against Yue Wuchen, candied fruit is the best.

"What is rice in a bamboo tube? Is it delicious?" Xiaojing asked puzzledly, tilting his head with a puzzled face, "Do you use bamboo tubes to serve rice?"

It made a group of children laugh, and then swarmed Xiaojing to introduce bamboo rice.

He also said that put a few slices of cut bacon in the bamboo rice, and when the oil juice soaks the glutinous rice, let alone how fragrant it is.

As he was talking, Er Huzi drooled uncontrollably, and he giggled while sucking his saliva.

He also said that such fragrant rice in bamboo tubes can only be eaten during festivals.

A group of children talked to each other, and soon told everyone that they were hungry.

It just so happened that the shouts of the women from the village came from the village, and a group of children dispersed when they heard their mother calling them to eat.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to tell Xiaojing that I would bring him delicious food later.

Xiaojing listened to the shouts of the village women and looked at the children's scattered backs, unable to recover for a long time.

If A Niang hadn't left now, maybe A Niang would stand at the gate of her courtyard and call him home for dinner after she finished cooking.

It's not like now, Xiaojing is alone, not knowing where he is going and where his heart is.

"Big brother? Why are you still in a daze? Auntie is calling us to go home for dinner! Let's go!"

Erhuzi's bluffing voice came again, and he couldn't help but grab Xiaojing's hand and drag him back to run.

He ran back home in a flash.

The Erhu Niang had already cooked the meal, and it was cold on the stone table outside, and she was sitting on the threshold with a small bamboo basket on her lap, and a middle-aged man was standing in the yard making a loofah shelf.

The big tree beside the fence has dense branches and leaves, just casting a shade in the courtyard.

Seeing that Erhu and Xiaojing had returned, Erhu's mother hurriedly put down the half-sewed clothes in her hands, and greeted her warmly, "Are you hungry? Hurry up and eat, hurry up, Erhu, give your big brother a meal, Serve more, it’s full, seeing that your elder brother is thin, his face is pale, and he doesn’t have much meat, hurry up and let him eat more!”

Originally, Xiaojing felt awkward and uneasy, but at this moment, under Er Huniang's warm greeting, he felt like going home.

Father Erhu put down the work at hand, washed his hands and sat down to eat. He looked like an honest farmer, and when he saw Xiaojing, he smiled and said, "It's exactly as what Erhu Niang said, Mr. Xiaolang is so handsome, thank you Mr. Xiao Lang gave Erhu his mother a hand, or else she would be an old bone, and she might fall to the wrong side."

Xiaojing originally felt that he hadn't done much help, and he was already very ashamed. Now, after hearing what he said, he just wanted to explain, but it was just a matter of lifting his hands.

Unexpectedly, Erhu Niang touched Erhu's father's wrist in time, and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about this when eating, young man, please don't be disgusted with simple food, you should eat more."

Only then did Er Hu's father notice Xiao Jing's embarrassment, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xiao Lang, eat more, why doesn't he look so good? His body is also thin, how old is this year?"

In fact, Xiaojing didn't quite remember how old he was.

But before, he heard Lin Jinghong say that he looked very small, and that Luo Suxuan was really shameless, that an old cow eats tender grass.

Then he reckoned that his face was very immature.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jing said, "I'm seventeen, but I just passed through the gate of hell after suffering from a serious illness before, so my complexion is not very good."

Erhu Niang said: "Seventeen? That's about the same age as Dalong, my family. Dalong is just in his early twenties this year, and he has been favored by Taoist people since he was a child. What did he take for... Disciple of the outer sect! I see that Mr. Xiao Lang has an extraordinary bearing, but what kind of Dao sect do you know?"

Xiao Jing knew it, but not fully.

I would rather not know from the bottom of my heart.

So Xiaojing shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Erhu Niang's expression was a little lonely, and she said disappointedly: "It's normal not to know each other. I heard that Taoist sect is very powerful, and it is not accessible to ordinary people. Our Chen family doesn't know how much evil virtue our ancestors have accumulated. Erhu His brother was attracted by people from the Taoist sect. He also said that he had a predestined relationship with Taoism."

"In my whole life, there are only two sons. I watched other children who are about the same age get married and have children. As a result, Dalong has not returned home for more than ten years, and Erhu is still so young. Alas..."

While talking, Erhu Niang sighed again.

Er Hu's father said: "He is eating well, why are you sighing all of a sudden? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Our family's Dalong is promising, and there will be no accidents in the Taoist sect. Let's eat quickly!"

"I hope that's the case. As a mother, I can't wait to throw myself on my child all the time."

Erhu Niang sighed again, "It would be great if Mr. Xiao Lang knew the disciples of the Dao Sect, so I can inquire about it. Why hasn't my Dalong come back? Even if he doesn't come back, he should write a letter?"

"It's been seven years, and I haven't heard from him at all. Anyway, I used to know that I wrote letters back every now and then. I don't know what happened in the past seven years."

Xiao Jing pursed her lips and said nothing, she buried her head in the rice silently.

I don't know that if Erhu Niang knew, the suzerain of the Wuji Dao Sect, who they said was so mysterious and powerful, would condescend to feed him.

She also personally helped him apply the medicine and bandage, not knowing what kind of expression he should have.

It's not that Xiaojing doesn't want to help Erhuniang find out about her son. For Xiaojing, it's not a matter of lifting a finger, nor is it just a matter of saying a word.

Rather, it represents his attitude and principles.

Once he took the initiative to speak, he turned around and asked for Yue Wuchen.

So before Xiaojing insisted on leaving alone, it was meaningless.

Fortunately, Er Hu Niang didn't continue to ask, but instead talked with Er Hu Dad about the death in the village.

It turned out that this was not the first homicide case in the village. Not long ago, a villager went up the mountain to cut firewood, and found a dead tree, intending to cut it down and use it as firewood.

Who knew that when he chopped it down with an axe, his head was splashed with blood.

He was so frightened that he screamed, and the screams alarmed other villagers who went up the mountain together. Everyone pulled the dead wood away, only to see a corpse hidden inside.

It was hacked in half by the unfortunate villager with an axe, and the blood mixed with the intestines splashed out.

It is said that the one who died was a poor woman named Guifen, who was originally the daughter-in-law of Chen Yougen, a butcher in the village.

When mentioning the butcher Chen Yougen, the Erhu family sighed, as if they were reluctant to mention it more.

Under Xiaojing's questioning, each of them started talking one by one.

That Chen Yougen was originally a clerk in the Yamen, an executioner who specialized in beheading criminals.

But this person also likes to drink very much. Every time he finishes drinking, his eyes squint, and he can't tell the difference between the world and the north.

Later, Chen Yougen picked up a big knife and wanted to chop off the prisoner's head, but he got drunk and made a mistake, and he accidentally didn't have enough energy.

Instead of hacking the prisoner to death, he hacked the big knife into the back of the mortal's neck bone.

Blood was sprayed everywhere, and the prisoner was also dug by the ancestors. The grave lacked a great virtue, and he was chopped off by Chen Yougen with such a knife.

He was rolling all over the floor in pain, and no one dared to help him.

When Erhu Niang talked about this, she still had lingering fears and said: "The prisoner is also miserable. I heard that before he was beheaded, he had been crying for injustice in prison, but no one answered him. Later, he suffered the crime of living again and wailed. After more than half an hour, the talent is completely dead! It hurts so badly!"

"After that, Chen Yougen was driven back by the yamen. Soon after, he married a daughter-in-law who didn't know how to make a living. She could only support the family by killing pigs. Life seemed to be getting better, but it turned out that Chen Yougen can't change his dog eating shit, he gets drunk all day long, and beats his wife when he's drunk!"

Er Hu's father answered, and said angrily, "What an embarrassment to the village! There are more than ten generations of ancestors in Chenjia Village, which family doesn't love their daughter-in-law? Why did such a bastard come out!"

The Erhu Niang also sighed: "Gui Fen is also a poor person, originally she escaped from Bashu and came to join her relatives, but her relatives died long ago, and she was cheated out of her money, so she was sold to Chen Yougen. Her stomach is also strong, she got pregnant just a year after they got married, who knew that Chen Yougen wouldn't recognize his wife when he was drunk, and kicked Gui Fen's child away."

"Gui Fen's mother-in-law is not a good person either. She knows how to protect her son and doesn't treat Gui Fen as a human being. The people in our village couldn't see it. They went over and said a few words, and the old woman came out with a knife to kill people... ..."

"Who dares to come to the door after coming and going?"

"Poor Gui Fen, she passed away at a young age. Let me tell you—" Erhu Niang changed the subject and said mysteriously, "Don't go door-to-door for officials, but check Chen Yougen's house first! Maybe it's him Drunk behavior is fierce!"

After hearing this, Erhu also jumped up and shouted loudly: "That's right! Arrest Chen Yougen and put him in prison! Sister-in-law Gui Fen is so pitiful! If my elder brother comes back, I must let my elder brother arrest Chen Yougen and beat him hard!" Meal! Kick him hard in the stomach! Who told him to bully people like this! Bah!"

Erhu Niang: "Bah!"

Erhu Dad: "Shame on me!"

Xiaojing: "..."

The matter was so suspended for the time being, the officials sent the salvaged body parts back to the Yamen, and after an examination, Wu found out that the body came from a woman.

The government knocked on doors from door to door to investigate the case, and soon pointed the finger of blame at Chen Yougen's house.

Some villagers said that since the night before yesterday, they have not seen Chen Yougen's mother come out to pour the chamber pot.

Before that, she would come out every morning and evening, and dump the chamber pot at the door of other people's houses. If she said a few words to her, Chen Yougen's mother would lie down at the door, crying and howling that someone was bullying her.

As a result, when the officials broke into Chen Yougen's house, they found that the house was empty, let alone a person, not even a ghost.

Chen Yougen disappeared.The whole village was in panic.

A few days later, the village was haunted every night. Some villagers saw that the river turned red for no reason, and some villagers saw will-o'-the-wisps.

There were even villagers who woke up in the middle of the night to relieve themselves, and saw Chen Yougen's old mother hanging upside down from a tree branch, dying in a miserable state.

But in the daytime, the whole village returned to calm.

After coming and going, everyone guessed that the village must be haunted by ghosts, and every family hurriedly prayed to Buddha and God, praying for the protection of the gods.

Just at this juncture, Erhu's brother came back.

This is also the first time Xiaojing sees Erhu's brother.

The man was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a long sword wrapped tightly with white cloth on his back. He was not as dark-skinned as Erhu, but had a fair and delicate face.

He was standing at the entrance of the village, talking to some villagers, who all called him Chen Yulong.

However, on Chen Yulong's forehead, there was a bright red vertical mark exactly like Yue Wuchen's.

Red as blood.

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