After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

After Yan Shixun discovered that there were many skulls in the grass, Yan Wang simply swept away all the weeds outside Yizhuang with a fan.

The smell of green juice from the broken straw permeated the air, mixed with the rotten and dull smell.

And in the open space that lost the cover of weeds, all the skulls finally had nowhere to hide, and they were exposed in front of Yan Shixun.

In addition to the skull, he also found animal footprints left on the muddy ground, which should be left by the wolves he saw before.

Yan Shixun checked outside Yizhuang, and there were dozens of skulls that could be seen with the naked eye, plus the skulls that could be dug out.

Some of the skulls had been smashed to pieces, and only half of them were left when they were found, while some still had huge cracks left, which showed that they had been hit by someone with a heavy object.

Only a few skulls remain intact.

Among them, some of the skulls were so small that they were children's bones.

Such a scene made Yan Shixun feel that he was overwhelmed by the weight of these skulls before he actually entered Yizhuang.

Yizhuang originally existed to house corpses. After people die, they leave the last bit of dignity for people, so they can walk with dignity.

At least in the era of belief in ghosts and gods, the dead body would not be exposed to the wilderness, and it would also give comfort to the family members of the deceased.

But just less than 100 meters away from Yizhuang, there are skulls of adults and children scattered everywhere...

And only the skull, no other bones.

Corpse separation.

This scene hurt Yan Shixun's eyes.

He was still wondering if it was the wild wolves that haunted here, who ate the corpses in Yizhuang a long time ago, and threw out the skulls like garbage.

But he took a general look, and found no traces of gnawing on those skulls.

Although it is also possible that it is a long time ago, all the traces left by that year have been covered up, and it is impossible to verify it.But Yan Shixun still didn't completely dispel his worries about this guess, but put it in his heart.

When he stood up slowly, Ye Li passed his hands under his armpits, half-embraced him in his arms and pulled him with strength, worried that he would get dizzy after squatting for a long time.

Yan Wang also saw Yan Shixun's strenuous support.

People who have been seriously injured and exhausted, before they have a complete rest, they are nervous and working hard...

Yan Wang sighed silently, not understanding what Dao wanted to do.

He walked over, bent down slightly, picked up a skull from the soil at Yan Shixun's feet, and watched it quietly.

After a while, Yama's expression gradually became serious, and he said, "The Underworld has no information about them."

He raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Ye Li: "In this case, there is only one possibility—they are not under the jurisdiction of the underworld, but belong to Fengdu."

Ye Li frowned, and also looked down at the skulls.

But immediately, his brows and eyes were stunned, and he said in a strange way: "No, Fengdu doesn't have any information about them either."

Such an abnormality made the two ghosts and gods see the surprise and seriousness on each other's faces when they looked at each other.

The Lord of Fengdu is in charge of death and judgment. Even if there are only a few broken bones left after decay, he can still see the causal sins carried by the soul of the owner of the corpse in his past and present lives.

Nothing can escape his eyes.

It should be so.

But now, Yan Wang was looking at Yan Shixun tired, and wanted to help him relieve some burden, at least find out the identities of these people and the cause of death.

But I didn't expect that such a weird thing would be involved instead.

They are neither under the jurisdiction of Fengdu, nor belong to the underworld... Then where did the souls of these people go after death?What was his identity before his death?

How could there be a soul that escaped from the only two places in charge of death?

"There are only a few possibilities left now."

The unexpected thing made Yan Wang get serious immediately.

He looked at Yan Shixun, stretched out his white and slender palm, and listed out the possibilities for Yan Shixun one by one.

"Or, the death of these people is related to the Dao, so all the gods and ghosts under the Dao cannot understand the life and cause of death of these people. Although Ye Li is the only remaining ghost and god, after all, there is no one to accept them. To cross the Dao, if you miss this point, you will travel thousands of miles. Ye Li can't see through those things that Dao deliberately doesn't want any existence to know."

"Either, their deaths were caused by Ye Li himself. Or, they were related to Ye Li himself."

Yan Wang said solemnly: "Even ghosts and gods have difficulty seeing through things about themselves."

It's like when he escaped from Dao a hundred years ago, he couldn't predict his future, let alone think that Dao would bet his last life on the evil ghost's bones, and he actually won.

——However, if King Hades could have seen what is going on a hundred years ago, he would definitely refuse to admit that a fool like Zhang Wubing would be himself.

After Yan Shixun quietly listened to Yan Wang's analysis, he immediately reacted: "Since there is no information about them in the two places, does that also mean that there will be no ghosts and accidents who will discover their existence and lead Are they going to reincarnate?"

Hades nodded: "Unless their souls take the initiative to go to the Yin messenger after death, or by chance, they walk on the Yin road and follow it to the underworld. Otherwise, they cannot be reincarnated."

"But look at this..."

Hades lowered his head and looked at the skull at his feet: "The body is incomplete, the most important skull, especially the Tianling Cap, was almost smashed to pieces."

He paused for a moment, but still said with some unbearable heart: "There is almost no possibility of leaving here."

Yan Shixun was silent.

Thanks to the testimony of the two ghosts and gods in charge of death, he suddenly realized that there must be something else hidden about the plague death more than a hundred years ago that the village chief said.

Yan Shixun didn't believe that Ye Li would come here to kill people a hundred years ago. Based on what he knew about Ye Li, the other party didn't have any emotion for the world at all, and completely kept his eyes on the sidelines.

In this state, although Ye Li doesn't like the human world, he doesn't hate the human world, let alone come here to kill a few people.

The majestic master of Fengdu is not like this.

And the road...

The Dao once fell on Yan Shixun's shoulders, and was with him, showing him the land of Kyushu, and begging him gently to save all living beings.

Although Yan Shixun is not Dao itself, he also thinks he understands Dao's behavior style more or less.

Beneath absolute reason, there is still tenderness hidden.

The Dao will not specifically cover up the deaths of these people, making it impossible for these people to even reincarnate, and then guide them to come here.

The biggest possibility left is that the deaths or identities of these people were related to Ye Li...

Yan Shixun couldn't help turning his gaze to the abandoned Yizhuang which was close at hand.

Could it be that the death from the plague more than a hundred years ago was related to the secret of the Boneyard thousands of years ago?

But if this is the case, why are there severe blow wounds on these skulls?

"It seems that we have to take a good look at what's in the Yizhuang."

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the skeletons all over the ground at his feet: "Where are the corpses, it is clearly a tragic massacre..."

Like the massacre in the village tonight.

Although Yan Shixun also had doubts, whether the wandering souls of these skeletons could not leave were the reason for the massacre tonight.

But at the burial site of ghosts and gods, he didn't easily utter this kind of speculation involving life and death. He just squatted down, placed the skulls solemnly, stood up again, and bowed slowly.

"I want to help you so that your souls can leave here, the corpses can be buried safely, and the souls can go to the next life. So."

Yan Shixun said softly: "Please let me enter Yizhuang and see the truth there."

The voice fell, and there was a dead silence in the valley.

However, the breeze blew, and the weeds in the distance shook slightly, making a slight sound, as if someone was laughing.

Yan Wang's expression became serious, and he quickly put it on Yan Shixun's arm, reminding him: "There are wolves."

Hearing this, Yan Shixun slowly straightened up and looked not far away.

Pairs of faint green eyes loomed in the dark valley, swaying and running, surrounding them.

Those wild wolves were extremely light and agile, with only the occasional sound of dead branches being trampled, and when they landed and galloped, they were almost silent.

The dense green eyes look coldly from all directions, it seems that the darkness has been surrounded, and there is no possibility of escape.

This is a scene where any stranger will feel his scalp tingle and despair when he sees it.

Except Yan Shixun.

And the three ghosts and gods behind him.

Ye Li just glanced at the wolves when they appeared, and then looked away indifferently, not taking the wild wolves to heart.

For strangers, if a pack of wolves attacked, perhaps the only outcome would be death.

But in the eyes of ghosts and gods, overthrowing the wolves is just a matter of a moment, and they don't even have the qualifications to be regarded by him.

However, because Yan Shixun is not a ghost, he discovered something wrong with these wolves.

It is not the first time he has encountered wolves.

Yan Shixun has a world wider than anyone else. He traveled all over the country, measured the vast map with his footsteps, and encountered many thrilling moments.

Such things as sleeping in the mountains and forests in the middle of the night but encountering wolves have long been used to it.

But in his opinion, it is obviously abnormal for the wolves to be able to guard quietly in the darkness now, and have not pounced on them for so long.

For wild wolves, the hardest thing to endure is winter.

When it is difficult to find food, most of them will migrate long distances for food, fighting hungry only for a bite of meat.

Any food is enough to drive a hungry wolf pack crazy.

How could the wolves stand against a living person like Yan Shixun?

But the facts are contrary to the theory.

Not only did those wolves not pounce, they didn't even move, they just quietly looked in the direction of Yizhuang and Yan Shixun.

This made Yan Shixun doubtful.

Then, he suddenly remembered that just before the wolves appeared in an instant, he was just explaining his purpose to the dead bones, asking not to stop him from entering Yizhuang to investigate the situation.

...Could it be that the wolves are not looking for food, but are guarding Yizhuang?

Speaking of which, when I saw wolves on the top of the mountain before, those wolves did not enter Yizhuang, but formed a siege outside.

Yan Shixun found this conclusion quite unbelievable, but he still decided to give it a try.

Before Ye Li took any action to drive away the wolves, Yan Shixun made a gesture to him in time, signaling him to leave it alone.

Then, without taking his eyes off the wolves, he walked slowly towards Yizhuang.

Pairs of green eyes floating in the darkness, turning slightly with Yan Shixun's movement.

But only eyes follow.

The wolves... actually didn't keep up.

They seemed to understand Yan Shixun's thoughts, knowing that he was going to Yizhuang to find out the truth more than a hundred years ago, and take away all the souls who could not be reincarnated due to incomplete corpses.

First, the wolf head slowly lowered its head. There was no hint of viciousness in its green eyes, but it seemed to be howling, howling at the moon.

After the first wolf made a sound, it was followed by the second sound, and the third sound...

Dozens of wolf howls overlapped in one place, echoing layer upon layer over the deserted valley.

But there is no sense of horror and gloom.

On the contrary, it seems that the wolves are mourning the souls of death.

Yan Shixun was startled, and then under the roar of the wolves, he turned around completely and strode towards Yizhuang.

Animism.

Although the wolves couldn't speak, the fact that they guarded outside Yizhuang and even responded to Yan Shixun's words touched him deeply.

Judging from the reaction of the wolves alone, Yan Shixun has already determined that there must be false parts in the story that the village head told him before.

The mass death more than a hundred years ago was definitely not caused by the plague.

Even this village, which is regarded as Yizhuang, probably has a great relationship with the truth of the death that year.Otherwise, how could a normal village give up the entire village as a place to store corpses?

Where did the people who used to live in the village go?

People can still lie with their mouths full of lies, trying to cover up their evil deeds and deceive ghosts and gods.

But the wolves, who are proficient in spirituality, presented the most authentic reaction to Yan Shixun, allowing him to get a glimpse of the truth.

However, there is one thing, the village head did not lie.

This Yizhuang has indeed been abandoned for some years.

When Yan Shixun stepped into this village that was converted into a Yizhuang, he first discovered that something was wrong under his feet.

The land had already been hardened, and the scattered bricks, tiles and earth clods merged with the land, and only a vague outline could be barely discerned.

It seems that since the village collapsed and abandoned, very few people have been here.

However, it is completely different from the outside. The weeds outside have obviously grown to the height of Hades, and the fields, mountains and forests outside the village have few traces of humans, and have returned to the original ecology where no one lived.

But in the village, there is not even a single weed.

Clean and clean, at a glance, there is not a single plant.

It seems that not only the wolves, but even the plants have resentment towards this place, and even the most tenacious weeds are unwilling to grow.

The village still retains the appearance when it was just abandoned. Yan Shixun even saw the rotten cloth piled up in the corner of the wall, and he could vaguely see that it seemed to be the leftover filial piety cloth.

In addition, there are braziers and incense burners thrown in the corners, all of which show the past experience here.

"Will there be such an effect of no grass growing near the remains of ghosts and gods?"

Yan Shixun asked Yan Wang suspiciously: "Could it be that the burial place is under the village?"

Yan Wang was even more shocked than Yan Shixun.

After seeing clearly the severance of life in Yizhuang, he opened his eyes wide, thinking of something, and looked at Ye Li in disbelief.

Ye Li was even more confused.

From the moment he ascended the throne as a ghost, he has abandoned all his past, and has since existed as a ghost rather than a human.

As for the corpse, he never even thought about getting it back, so why would he care?

Facing Hades' questioning eyes at this time, Ye Li suddenly remembered something, and looked at the general next to him.

"The remains of ghosts and gods, logically speaking, will return to the earth to nourish all things, and the place where ghosts and gods died will be revived because of the death of ghosts and gods."

Ye Li said in a low voice: "This is also the reason why I let the bones be exposed to the sun on the old battlefield. There have experienced too many deaths, wandering ghosts, mourning day and night, the fertile fields can no longer grow crops, and the river water is polluted by filth. Use. There is only one way to restore the old farming and mulberry cultivation there.”

"However, is there a possibility?"

Ye Li looked at the general with gloomy eyes: "Did you take the corpse away without permission? Or did you use it for other purposes?"

Hearing Ye Li's words, Yan Wang also turned to look at the general with suspicion in his eyes.

Ye Li's suspicion was not without reason.

Apart from the people who collected the corpses thousands of years ago, if anyone else knows the specific burial place, it can only be the generals.

After all, he is the only one who can feel the bones, and he is a mortal.

Perhaps, Ye Li could treat his own remains cruelly and indifferently, but the general might not be able to be ruthless, and he might still have pity for the remains.

But facing the suspicious eyes of Ye Li and Yan Wang, the general did not defend himself.

He just quietly raised his head and looked at Yan Shixun who was not far away, his eyes filled with quiet tenderness.

It seems that even if everyone doubts him, as long as Yan Shixun believes in him... it is enough to be worth a thousand words.

The emotion in that gaze was so rich and heavy that Yan Shixun couldn't help but be stunned. After a long while, he finally came to his senses, stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "It shouldn't be his problem."

"If he really hid the corpse out of selfishness, why bother to lure us here? As long as he doesn't say anything, no one knows that there is a burial ground hidden in this deep mountain ditch."

"Even before coming here, Ye Li and I haven't considered whether to retrieve the bones. He doesn't need to cause trouble for himself. Let's go and see the situation inside Yizhuang."

Yan Shixun just took a deep look at the general, then turned around, ready to push open the door of the next house.

Only Ye Li was left standing there: "..."

What kind of heterotopia is this? It's clearly possessed by a vixen!

Ye Li gritted his teeth and looked at the general. There was even a strong wind and black mist gathering under his feet, and a battle was about to begin.

This time, even Yan Wang looked at Ye Li with pity.

He even wondered if the warrior had been busy learning how to rob people without doing anything during the millennium as an ebony statue?

After this set of operations, let Yan Shixun speak for him in person, it's no wonder Ye Li couldn't stand it.

Hades thought about it, and felt that he would not be able to do well against the general.He even had doubts, wondering whether it was because of his age that his impression of the general had been biased.

When he met Ye Li for the first time back then, the other party didn't seem to have such a personality?

However, Yan Wang still hurried over, and rarely took the initiative to be a peacemaker.

"If you really fight with him, believe it or not, he will sue Yan Shixun again in front of Yan Shixun with a backhand?"

Yan Wang sighed softly and patted Ye Li: "Be patient, and when the bones are found and merged into one, he will no longer exist. Don't fight for this moment, and ruin Yan Shixun's goodwill towards you."

Ye Li: "...Why do I feel that before that time, he would dare to snatch Shi Xun away first?"

The general heard the "conspiracy" of the two, but he didn't look nervous at all, and even laughed lightly.

"Ye Li."

It was rare for him to call another ghost's real name, and said with a light smile, "Shi Xun's promise to be with you is the kindest decision he has ever made in his life."

Ye Li: "..."

Ye Li: "!!!"

Are you saying that I am not good enough for Shi Xun?

The Lord of Fengdu could no longer suppress the rage in his heart, the black mist circulated around his body, the figure of the ferocious beast had appeared indistinctly in the black mist, and his powerful arm was pointing at the general from the air, seeing that the power was about to burst into thin air. Come out, the tense atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.

But at this moment, Yan Shixun's serious voice came from the nearby house: "Come and see this."

Ye Li's anger was extinguished in an instant, and the ferocious and violent beast immediately drooped its ears, whimpered and disappeared into the black mist, and the violent wind quickly subsided.

When he lowered his arms and turned around to walk towards Yan Shixun, the only thing left on the scene was probably the lifted ashes.

Yan Wang, who originally wanted to stop the fight between the two, also slowly retracted his folding fan, and looked at Yan Shixun with a complicated expression.

He remembered the hexagram that Li Chengyun had calculated. After Li Chengyun left, he realized that that hexagram was so accurate that it couldn't be more accurate!

Yan Shixun is really an excellent candidate to suppress ghosts... Even the furious Lord of Fengdu can be suppressed.

Hades glanced at the general who started the war first, and then quickly followed to the house.

The warrior slowly restrained his smile. He lowered his eyelashes and looked at the place under his feet without a wave, as if he had sensed something.

After Yan Shixun heard the footsteps, he waved behind him without turning his head, signaling Hades to come over.

In front of him, there are dozens of coffins neatly arranged, leading to the deeper depths of the house, with no end in sight.

But what surprised Yan Shixun the most was that after he tentatively opened a coffin, he suddenly discovered that it was not an empty coffin, but...

There was a headless corpse.

Although a hundred years have passed and even the coffin has begun to rot, the headless corpse inside the coffin still maintains its appearance in life, neither decayed nor spoiled, fresh and tender as if it was still alive.

With the bright moonlight coming in from the window, Yan Shixun could even see the skin texture on the headless corpse clearly, even the flesh and nails were intact.

This weird scene made Yan Shixun hold his breath, took out a handkerchief wrapped around his hand, and tentatively touched the headless corpse.

Then he was surprised to find that the headless corpse not only looked intact, but even the skin and flesh remained as soft and elastic as a living person.

If it wasn't for the corpse lying in the coffin that had been sealed for a hundred years, and even with the empty shoulders and no head and neck, Yan Shixun would even think that this was a living person.

His first reaction was wet corpse.

But the existence of wet corpses can only be preserved if they reach the critical point of all balances under extremely strict preservation conditions.

Although Yan Shixun once followed a certain hermit, went to see and even helped arrange the preservation and exhibition of wet corpses, but in his opinion, the exposed environment of this village cannot naturally form wet corpses at all.

unless……

Yan Shixun turned to look at the general, and asked softly, "The burial site is just under the abandoned Yizhuang, isn't it?"

Yan Wang couldn't help being surprised, and looked at the general in astonishment.

The general stood at the door, and the moonlight shone his shadow on the ground inside the house, making the shadow even taller and more terrifying.

But when he looked at Yan Shixun's eyes, there was sparkling tenderness.

He nodded lightly, agreeing with Yan Shixun's guess: "The wolves are guarding here. I just realized that the burial ground is right under our feet."

Yan Shixun smiled wryly: "However, the secret of the burial ground, I am afraid that someone has learned about it before us, and even took some action."

Otherwise, there will be no such thing as the separation of the corpses, and the headless corpse will not rot.

Before opening the first coffin, Yan Shixun felt a little strange.

Even if a large number of people died more than a hundred years ago, the coffin of the deceased would not be the one that was carefully prepared in the past, but if the person who died was his own family, he would not be able to deal with it with a thin coffin.

These coffins in front of them are like products on the assembly line, and the only advantage seems to be that they are cheap.

If it is an ownerless body that is buried with money from well-meaning people, that thin coffin is already very loyal.But not here.

The village is located deep in the mountains, and there is no road out of the mountains until today, and the road is full of dangers and obstacles, let alone a hundred years ago.

It is very difficult for strangers to die here, only the surrounding villages—or even people in this village, whose dead bodies are placed here.

But he didn't even bury him, he just threw it here.

To make matters worse, because this is a yizhuang converted from a village, there is no room big enough to place so many coffins, so at that time, the front yard and the back yard were simply opened up, between the front and back houses. A piece of cloth was pulled and hung to keep out the wind and rain.

But a hundred years have passed, and the cloth has long since rotted.

The coffin placed in the yard was also exposed to wind and rain.

But it was this thin coffin that insisted on refusing to rot, providing the bones in the coffin with the last shelter from wind and rain.

Yan Shixun walked slowly along the entire row of coffins, and stopped in front of a certain coffin placed in the yard.

Before he stretched out his hand to open the coffin for inspection, he saw that the thin coffin, which had endured the wind and rain for a hundred years, was actually in front of his eyes, and the decay was accelerated in an instant, turning into a handful of powder, scattered like fine sand .

And the corpse in the thin coffin also appeared before Yan Shixun's eyes.

... Another headless corpse.

Yan Shixun's eyes darkened.

More and more evidence was supporting his guess, but his mood became heavy instead.

He had wondered before, why a whole village would take out all its houses as charity villages.

But looking at it now, the daily necessities left in those houses, as well as the hanging ornaments and tablets on the walls that could not be removed in time, give the truth.

Naturally, no one would take the initiative to take out their own house and put corpses for others with good intentions.

——Unless, the owner's family is already dead, and what was released was his own corpse.

Before this village was used as a charity village, all members of the village probably died, and the cause of death was deliberate murder.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why there were heavy blow injuries on those skulls outside.

Perhaps the murderer was still afraid of the village, so after killing people, he cut off the heads of all the dead villagers, threw the heads out, and put the bodies in thin coffins.

In this way, the corpse is in a different place, and the ghost cannot see where its enemy is.

Although the murderer was worried that after the corpse was buried, the ghost would go to the underworld to sue the king of Hades, but he still gave the headless corpse a thin coffin.

Hypocritical hypocrisy, comfort yourself that the corpse has been properly disposed of in this way, and you don’t have to worry about the ghost’s revenge in the dream, accusing yourself of not being buried with the dead.

But the dead villagers can remember everything.

The resentment persists, and the corpse does not rot.

Yan Shixun looked at the fresh and soft corpse in front of him, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a section of scorched paper protruding from the cuff of the corpse.

He immediately approached the corpse, and stretched out his hand towards the cuff of the headless corpse, wanting to pull out the paper to see what it was.

But just when Yan Shixun's fingers were about to touch the paper, a sudden change occurred!

The corpse's palm suddenly rose up, grabbing Yan Shixun's wrist with lightning speed, pinching him tightly, preventing him from getting close to the cuff.

Yan Shixun was astonished.

He could even feel the soft but temperatureless skin of the headless corpse wrapped around his wrist like a snake. Even though he himself had been prepared for this after seeing the wet corpse and had no fear in his heart, his body His instinctive reaction still made the hairs on his arms stand up instantly.

But at the next moment, before Yan Shixun could react, the headless corpse let go of Yan Shixun's wrist again, and his arm hung down limply.

The hands of the headless corpse were clasped on the abdomen, the top of the head and the feet were covered with cinnabar yellow talismans, and the limbs were nailed to the wood with spikes, as if to prevent the corpse from taking revenge.

But these did not hinder the movement of the headless corpse at all.

When Yan Shixun looked again, the headless corpse hadn't moved at all, instead it was peaceful and no different from an ordinary corpse.

It seemed that the sudden "resurrection" of the corpse grabbing his wrist just now was completely in his imagination.

Yan Shixun couldn't help turning around to look at King Yama, wanting to ask him for proof.

But after Yan Wang saw such a large number of coffins, he was surprised and began to open the coffins one by one for inspection, and did not pay attention to Yan Shixun.

On the contrary, Ye Li frowned, as if he was angry.

Yan Shixun understood instantly, and after getting the answer, he turned his gaze back to the corpse in front of him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the temperature inside the Yizhuang is much lower than outside.

The faint cold wind has been echoing around him, sneaking in through the gap of the collar, and the chill is sticking to the skin all the way down.

The bright moonlight made the corpse extraordinarily white, and the soft skin was almost transparent.

Because Hades had opened several coffins, the yellow talismans that had been nailed to the top and feet of the headless corpse were making rattling noises in the wind, making the cold and dead environment even more terrifying.

It is obviously the most fragile yellow paper, but after a hundred years, the yellow paper is still as new, and there is no rot in the slightest.

Even the cinnabar on it was still as bright red as blood.

Such a scene makes people wonder whether the headless corpses in other coffins have already been "resurrected", and they will rise up and attack when people walk to the coffin unsuspectingly.

Just like what the village chief said in the story.

But Yan Shixun was not afraid, all he could think of was these headless corpses full of grievances.

How much hatred does it take to make these dead people die for a hundred years, suffer from the wind and the sun and not be buried in peace, be suppressed by cinnabar and yellow talismans, and nail their souls to death... But the resentment still lingers.

Yan Shixun paused for a moment with his outstretched hand, and there was a ray of sadness between his brows and eyes.

But during his pause, I don't know if the corpse felt his thoughts, lest he would not take the paper, the yellowed and aged paper would slide down the simple shroud cuff on the corpse.

"Crack!"

It fell lightly by Yan Shixun's hand.

"I've checked, and they're all headless corpses, including men, women, and children."

At this moment, King Hades came over with a serious face, and said: "When I was outside, I took a rough look. There are more than twenty houses of this size, and every house has a dead air. , it seems that there are coffins and bones inside."

"If calculated in this way...the number of coffins that can be accommodated in the entire Yizhuang is four to five hundred."

This is an amount that even the King of Hades feels shocked.

In the era of insufficient medical care and food more than a hundred years ago, the population was not too large, and a village with hundreds of people was not a small village.In this way, people from three or four villages lived and died back then!

"It seems that this part of the story told by the village chief didn't lie to me. The mass death that year did spread to several nearby villages."

Yan Shixun frowned, but he didn't know why people from other villages died.

The former village of Yizhuang probably held some secrets or treasures, which were accidentally learned by other villages or outsiders, thus bringing about the disaster of destroying the family, even children of a few years old were not spared.

But why did people in other villages die?

A murderer never counts himself.

Yan Shixun was deep in thought, his eyes flicked across the headless corpse.

After he saw the spikes and the cinnabar talisman paper, Fuzhi suddenly realized that it was likely that after the death of the villagers, the resentment began to spread to the surroundings, and the murderer was avenged.

But in this way, it means that the people in this village were killed by several nearby villages?

When such speculation surfaced in his mind, Yan Shixun couldn't help but be taken aback by the possible truth, as if he had vaguely seen the cruel village massacre a hundred years ago.

He held the paper given to him by the headless corpse with his slender fingers. He pondered for a while before lowering his eyes and unfolding the paper.

Even though the paper has turned yellow, the ink marks on it are still clear, and each stroke contains strong anger and strength, which penetrates the back of the paper.

——Sacrificing Ye with death!