After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Yan Shixun saw the master's fear just now, and then heard Ye Li mention what happened 20 years ago, which made Yan Shixun realize that the source of the program group's distress in Changshou Village was a long time ago.

Hearing Yan Shixun express his thoughts, Ye Li shook his head: "It wasn't 20 years ago, it was even earlier."

"Shi Xun, have you heard of the Nanming Mountain incident? Several decades ago, there were thousands of corpses on Nanming Mountain."

Ye Li lowered his eyes slightly, even with Yan Shixun by his side, he still couldn't restrain his disgust when he mentioned Nanming Mountain.

Yan Shixun did not personally experience what happened in Nanming Mountain back then.

Although he had also learned that Nanming Mountain had a bad reputation from his peers, he hadn't fully understood it after all.

Hearing Ye Li talk about Nanming Mountain at this time made Yan Shixun a little surprised.

Is it...to the point where even ghosts and gods who are indifferent to the world have a deep memory?

In the dark, Yan Shixun suddenly felt that starting with Zhang Wubing's decision to cooperate with the officials in the southern region, and when they approached the Changshou Village outside the mountain, something irreversible began to turn.

First, there are those tourists who want to settle down in Changshou Village seen in the homestay, and then there are many strange things hidden under the happiness and stability in Changshou Village, the rotting corpses in the river, the lost memories, and the chrysanthemum pattern carved everywhere.

At that time, Yan Shixun thought that the source of Longevity Village was upstream, but he did not expect that the upstream Longevity Village was far more dangerous than the downstream.

But when he explored deeper, he found the village chief behind Liu Ming, the master hidden under the village chief's skin.

The Nancun village was destroyed 20 years ago, and the corpses of Nanming Mountain were scattered all over the place decades ago...

It's like a deep pit that is constantly being dug downward. The further you go down, the more frightening the truth that is gradually approaching.

In this deep mountain lies the abyss of sin.

At this moment, Yan Shixun was clearly standing beside Ye Li, but he had the illusion of standing on the edge of a cliff, and behind him was an abyss.

Yan Shixun slowly turned sideways, followed Ye Li's gaze, and looked at Nancun.

Starting from the three-way intersection where they were standing at this time, a thick black mist rose from Ye Li's feet and quickly swept across the entire village.

Ye Li's power replaced Shigong to occupy the dream, and all the scenes were like the water surface smashed by a huge boulder thrown down, and the ripples were washed away circle by circle.

All the scenes were broken and reorganized, and the world suddenly changed.

When Yan Shixun looked again, Nancun had already changed.

The village houses are no longer the barren and dilapidated ones that Yan Shixun had seen before. Although the low houses are simple, they are full of life.

Grain is drying in the yard, and the sound of children playing and dogs barking can be heard. The summer breeze blows through the leaves and makes the sound of rustling, bringing a little coolness from the deep mountains under the hot sky.

The villagers who came and went walked past the three-way intersection, but turned a blind eye to Yan Shixun and Ye Li who passed by, as if they were transparent people outside the environment.

Yan Shixun also saw a few faces that he felt familiar with.

He was stunned for a moment before realizing that those faces were somewhat similar to Nan Tian's, but their ages were completely different.

Ye Li's deep voice came from the side: "Decades ago, Nancun began to become strange after the Summer Solstice Festival."

He raised his hand and pointed at a household in the village, calmly said: "Someone suggested to the village that the ancient and conservative sacrifices should be cancelled, but it was rejected."

As soon as Ye Li finished speaking, Yan Shixun heard a "bang!"

The door of the house pointed at by Ye Li was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and then slammed shut again, causing the dogs in the courtyard to bark wildly.

And an angry old woman came out of the yard, her brows were tightly frowned, a vertical line between her brows made her look extremely stern and imposing, and the drooping corners of her mouth unabashedly showed her anger.

But a louder male roar came from the yard behind the old woman.

"You have forgotten your ancestors! The rules passed down from your ancestors, are you just throwing them away? If something happens to the village next year, you will be responsible! Don't be a witch in Nancun. If you don't think about the village, you don't have the qualifications." !"

The old woman was not threatened in the slightest, she just turned around abruptly, her eyes were like lightning and she shot at the people in the courtyard, she gritted her teeth with a sneer: "Is the inheritance you cling to so hard a good thing? The sacrifice of the dead, there are gods in Nanming Mountain, How many people from outside the mountains who passed through Nancun are gone forever... Oh, Nancun, the village will be destroyed because of you!"

She raised her head and said with a sneer, "I'm looking forward to the day when your family will be ruined."

The people in the courtyard were furious: "You!"

But the old woman didn't give him a chance to continue cursing, she turned around and strode away.

In the distance, a young man and woman are waiting anxiously.

As soon as they saw the old woman, the man and woman rushed forward: "Grandma..."

Before she could say anything, she was pushed by the old woman. She said with a serious expression, "Leave the village immediately, go outside the mountain, and stay away from Nanming Mountain."

"Everyone is crazy, they simply believe in the wrong god."

Every time the old woman uttered a word, she gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to bite the villagers' stupid insistence.

"What do you say that you can get everything you want, and there will be no more suffering. Do they really think that using other people's corpses to do this kind of thing is a good thing worth inheriting?"

There was a trace of pain in the eyes of the old woman: "Have they checked the coffin after the dead sacrifice was reburied!"

The young men and women were shocked when they heard this, their eyes widened in horror and disbelief.

"Grandma, do you mean... those corpses are not in the coffin?"

The old woman nodded: "I took advantage of the night to dig up the tomb that was reburied after the sacrifice, but there was nothing inside the coffin."

Thinking of what she saw in the middle of the night, the old woman felt her whole body trembling, startled and angry.

Under the dark mountain forest, densely packed tombs stand silently, and yellow and white chrysanthemums are placed in front of the newly erected tombstones, representing Nancun's gratitude to the dead who donated their remains to complete the sacrifice.

She carried a hoe to dig up the soft soil that had just been backfilled. After prying off the lid and seeing the empty coffin with only a trace of rancid smell, she was stunned.

Originally, she was only suspicious because of the weirdness of offering sacrifices to the village chief and the old witch, so she came to check in the middle of the night, with the guilt of disturbing the dead.

But she never expected that during the summer solstice festival, the corpses buried in the coffin that she saw with her own eyes disappeared out of thin air.

Surprised, she dug every grave and pried open every coffin.

Then she felt her blood froze.

——The corpses reburied after the four festivals every year disappeared.

She stood in a messy cemetery, surrounded by pried empty coffins.Amid the smell of wet and rotten soil, the hoe fell out of his hands weakly.

She knew that all the sacrifices of Nancun in the past... I'm afraid, they will go back to Nancun itself.

The old woman wanted to explain what she had seen and thought to the village head and the old witch, and advised them to stop in time and stop the weird and inexplicable ceremony. I am afraid that Nancun has worshiped the wrong god all along.

Although I don't know whether it is an evil god or a false god, it will definitely not get a good result.

However, the village head not only didn't take it seriously, but scolded her.The old witch drooped her eyebrows and said nothing, aging like a melted wax figure.

This made the old woman realize that they probably knew there was something wrong with the ceremony from the very beginning.

However, since the village can benefit from it, why not do it?

Those villagers who accepted the health and safety brought by the sacrifice also accepted it well.It's just using dead bodies, and it won't endanger them, so why bother?

Seeing the attitude of the villagers, the old woman's heart was cold.

She made up her mind to send the younger generation out of the village, leaving only herself in the village.

Then before nightfall, she took the tools and entered the mountain again.

Her destination this time is the place in the deep mountains where the witches of the past dynasties completed the last step of the ceremony.

It is the birthplace of Nanming mountains and rivers, the source of everything.

Large tracts of yellow and white chrysanthemums bloom on the river bank, blowing down into the river with the breeze, which is refreshing and beautiful.

However, she saw a scene that horrified her so much that she couldn't recover for a long time.

——In the spring at the source of the river, there were corpses one after another under the clear water.

Some were faces she was familiar with, people who had died in Nancun over the years.Some wore the clothes of people from outside the mountains, some of whom had asked her about mountain paths because they had lost their way on foot.

Densely packed, countless in number.

The corpse's eyes were tightly closed, its skin was soaked blue and white and swollen, shaking gently under the soft and undulating water waves, it was no longer like a normal human being.

The coolness descends all the way from the top of her head. She stands by the river, but in the hot summer, she feels like she is in an ice cellar.

She realized that Nancun... acting as a minion for a tiger really worshiped the wrong god, and even killed those people outside the mountain.

The peace of Nancun has always been based on countless corpses.

In grief and anger, the old woman pulled up the chrysanthemums on the river bank and discarded them, and then jumped into the river, trying to fish the corpses from the bottom of the river.

No matter why they appeared here, what purpose did the people who put them here... She just wanted to return their original peace to them, and let the dead rest in peace.

When he heard the old mantra chanting in the old woman's mouth, and saw the gestures she made when she was carrying the corpse in the river, Yan Shixun suddenly understood why he thought these faces were familiar.

This woman is Grandma Nan from decades ago.

It's just that at this time, Nan Tian hadn't been born yet, even his parents were still young and had just been sent out of the village by Grandma Nan.

Just like Grandma Nan sent Nan Tian away later.

Grandma Nan, unable to dissuade the villagers, can only desperately protect her family, and then do what she thinks is right alone, so as not to let the crisis involve innocent people.

However, Yan Shixun keenly saw that there were clearly golden threads growing on the bodies of the corpses that sank at the bottom of the river, refracting faint golden light in the water waves under the sun.

It's like, mutated plant roots.

At the same time, Grandma Nan didn't realize this, and was still reaching out to pick up the corpse, accidentally touching the golden roots floating in the water.

Yan Shixun subconsciously took a step forward, raised his hand and opened his mouth to remind Grandma Nan to be careful.

But Ye Li stretched out his long arm beside him and blocked him.

"Shi Xun, everything you see is what has already happened."

Ye Li lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Even if you want to save them... life and death cannot be violated."

Yan Shixun and Ye Li looked at each other, and after a while, he slowly lowered his arms in a daze, and looked back at Grandma Nan again.

Sure enough, as he expected, after the golden threads deeply rooted in the corpse were disturbed and broken, the corpse that should have been dead opened its eyes straight, and the red and empty eyeballs were fixed on Grandma Nan.

The situation took a turn for the worse.

Grandma Nan quickly discovered the abnormality of the corpse, and she wanted to float to the surface of the water in shock, away from the corpse.

But it was too late.

The corpse at the bottom of the river gradually opened its red eyes, stretched out its rotten and swollen arms, and grabbed Grandma Nan's feet, trying to drag her deeper.

People hold their breath underwater, even if they use spells, but after all, there is a limit.

Grandma Nan quickly exhausted the oxygen in her lungs. She frowned in pain and wanted to go upstream, but she could only watch helplessly the blazing sun above the waves. The sky became so far away that there were only sheets of The swollen and hideous corpse face.

But suddenly, Grandma Nan saw a person standing on the shore.

Yan Shixun also noticed that figure at the same time.

The silver-white robe was strewn on the ground, and the white hair was braided into several strands and tied neatly behind him. Although he was old, he could still see the gentle smile on his handsome face when he was young.

It turned out to be Master.

Yan Shixun was shocked.

It turns out that from this time, Shigong has already participated in the tragedy of Nanming Mountain.

——No, all the tragedies in Nanming Mountain all started with Shigong.

Master lowered his eyes and looked at Grandma Nan at the bottom of the water with a smile. He was not worried that Grandma Nan would rescue all the corpses from the bottom and ruin his plan, nor was he going to rescue Grandma Nan.

It's like a human sees a bug falling into the water, so Xiao Xiao watches with interest, taking pleasure in watching the bug's struggle.

Grandma Nan stared at Shigong steadfastly. She, who is also the goddess of Nancun, still quickly recognized the identity of the other party in her gradually blurred consciousness due to lack of oxygen.

Every sacrifice Nancun has made over the years... all of them are worshiped by the master.

Master looked at Grandma Nan's expression, and sighed with compassion: "Why bother to get to the bottom of it? Isn't it good to live in a daze? Even if I took away the corpse of the priest, didn't Nancun still get the peace and happiness he wanted?"

Grandma Nan didn't agree with Shigong's words.

With all her strength as a witch, she turned the river bottom upside down, and the corpse screamed and struggled in the vortex.

Master also looked at Grandma Nan in amazement, never expecting that she would be able to do this.

Grandma Nan only has one last obsession in her heart—to seek help from the outside world and tell people outside Nanming Mountain that there is such a dangerous sin hidden in Nanming Mountain.

She knows that she can't beat Shigong, but this by no means means that she will give up.

The roots of the chrysanthemums were all broken, and the corpses that were deeply rooted and fixed at the bottom of the river floated up and rushed down along the turbulent river.

Master wanted to stop it.

But even though his strength is considered strong for Grandma Nan, he still can't beat the world.

He took root in Nanming Mountain and absorbed everyone's vitality, so he was trapped in Nanming Mountain, unable to leave in one step.

This is the cause and effect given to him by heaven and earth.

Therefore, Shigong could only watch helplessly as those corpses rushed out of Nanming Mountain under Grandma Nan's desperate fight.

The whole river, there are floating corpses everywhere.Their death was horrific, their bodies had been swollen with water, and their faces were unrecognizable. They floated on the river like balloons in the hot weather.

There are also some corpses that are so emaciated that there is no flesh and blood, and the scorched skin is tightly stretched out to look like bones.They sank quietly at the bottom of the river, and rushed out of the mountain under the silt, finally seeing the sun.

How can the dead and swollen corpses withstand the impact of the water flow.

The skin of many corpses was washed into pieces, and the flesh and blood also floated on the river, and pale bones could be seen faintly among the exploded corpses.

The stench filled the place along the way, causing everyone who saw that scene to scream in horror.

Thousands of hideous corpses filled the river, becoming a lingering nightmare for many witnesses.

And after leaving Nanming Mountain, those corpses that were originally extremely aggressive also completely lost the power to pick them up, and they were just normal dead corpses.

They can finally close their eyes again and usher in the peaceful sleep of death.

It was as if the heaven, the earth, and the avenues were helping in secret, leaning toward Grandma Nan, making her wish come true, and clearing away the obstacles that the master had placed on Grandma Nan.

Those corpses were discovered by a Taoist Haiyun Temple who happened to pass by outside the mountain.

Soon, more exorcists discovered the abnormality of Nanming Mountain.

There was a huge commotion in the whole circle, and various temples and Taoist temples came quickly, wanting to find out about Nanming Mountain.

The master was furious, but the only remedy he could do was to keep those Taoist monks out of Nanming Mountain, unable to enter the mountain to investigate smoothly, and even their memories were erased.

Many masters even wandered outside the mountain for several months, unable to remember the purpose of coming to Nanming Mountain.

There are also masters who lost their memory and fell off the cliff and died in Nanming Mountain.

The tragedy of Nanming Mountain and the fruitless investigation made the rest of the exorcists even more afraid of this place.

And the fierce reputation of Nanming Mountain began to spread from then on.

Among those who lost their memory, Grandma Nan was also included.

Grandma Nan, who was washed ashore by the river, was unconscious for a long time before being brought back to the village by the villagers.

However, when Grandma Nan returned to the village, she forgot what she had done in the deep mountains.

She only vaguely remembered the sacrifice and the gods, but what exactly happened and who the gods were... It was as if her brain didn't want her to remember the troubles, so it erased all of them from the source of the troubles.

However, the village chief and the old witch of Nancun died suddenly and horribly.

Grandma Nan replaced the old witch and became the only witch in the village.

However, whenever she presided over the ceremony, looking at the dead corpses as sacrifices, she felt as if a dense scene of corpses appeared in her heart.

And the young couple who were still within the range of Nanming Mountain at that time and couldn't leave also forgot Grandma Nan's advice to them.

After they left the village, they gave birth to a child and named them Nantian.

They only thought that they went to the city to work and earn money.

Because they were afraid that Grandma Nan would be lonely in the village, they sent Nan Tian to Grandma Nan to accompany her.

Until 20 years ago, the greed of Nancun people touched Shigong, and he had the idea of ​​wanting to take the whole world into his pocket, so that everyone's life would be pain-free.

But Grandma Nan is keenly aware of——

The ghost year is here.

Yan Shixun, who had been wandering outside Nancun and watching all this as a bystander, slowly opened his eyes wide when he saw the figure appearing in Nancun clearly.

That tall and straight figure was very similar to the Ye Li that Yan Shixun was familiar with.

Just seeing the other person's figure, Yan Shixun concluded that it was Ye Li.

He looked up at Ye Li suspiciously, his face gradually became serious, and he asked Ye Li, "Why... 20 years ago, you appeared here?"

Ye Li smiled lightly, and said unabashedly: "You want to know that I have a relationship with that soul full of evil karma."

"That's what happened back then."

Yan Shixun saw that Ye Li, who appeared in Nancun 20 years ago, was wearing blood-stained old-fashioned clothes, and the bamboo hat on his head was pressed down extremely low, so he couldn't see his stern face.

However, Yan Shixun was stunned by this attire.

Similar scenes emerged from memory.

He remembers...

The man I met at the market more than ten years ago was also dressed similarly.