no soul

The next day, a new cycle started again. As soon as they arrived at the aunt's house, they went to the room and opened the window to see the past.

The room opposite was still very dark, but a figure could be clearly seen standing there.

"She's still there!" Ever since he knew that it was a hanged woman looking at them, Lin Hong was terrified, "Did she hang herself this morning?"

"Go and ask." Wan Guchuan closed the window.

Duan Yu wants to cry but has no tears.

The three of them were walking on the way to Wang's house.

Gui'er grabbed Lin Hong's hand and shook it, "Candied fruit, candied fruit, candied fruit!"

"Oh, my hand is about to break. I'm out of candied fruit. Didn't I give it all to you?" Lin Hong was helpless.

"I don't believe it!" Gui'er reached out and searched in his pocket.

"Racking the bag! Rummaging the bag!" Lin Hong slapped his little hand, "I'm going to pull off my pants!"

"What's all the mess in your bag!" Gui'er didn't find the candied fruit for a long time.

Lin Hong said: "This is called money!"

"Money doesn't grow like this, you are fake!"

"This is the money hundreds of years later, the money of our dynasty."

The ghost understood, and his eyes widened, "You mean that the Great Chen Dynasty has been destroyed, and the dynasty has changed?"

That's right... There is still this problem, Lin Hong gave a vague "Yes".

"You!" Ghost pointed at him, "Destroy our country!"

"Tsk, the big kid knows a lot."

The ghost beat him, "A country thief!"

"It's all in the same line, what's yours and what's mine." Lin Hong grabbed his beating hand.

"Hmph!" Gui'er shook off his hand and continued to rummage through the candied fruit in his bag.

Lin Hong: "..."

Not to mention that he really caught a fish that slipped through the net, the ghost happily peeled it off, put it in his mouth, and puffed out his cheeks.

"Why did you ignore us on the first day?" Lin Hong began to pack his pockets.

The ghost said: "Many people came here before you, but they died the next day. What can we say?"

"Have we ever been here before?" Lin Hong was shocked.

It turned out that there were unlucky people who were recruited by the female ghost before them.Just die...like Guo Zigui?Or was killed by bandits?Lin Hong was heartbroken.

It seems that the world is not tailor-made for them.

What are the conditions for entry?Soaking feet in the middle of the night, going to the toilet, parading the streets?It's really weird.

"You guys are the longest lived, otherwise I wouldn't bother to tell you." Gui'er was only eight years old and quite proud.

Lin Hong was inexplicably amused, "You are economical, and you are a business material. My father must like you." Lin Hong thought about it again, and it seems that it is not necessarily true. His father only likes his elder brother in business, so he himself All day long he was forcing him to take the exam for fame.

The ghost ignored him.

Lin Hong glanced at the surrounding villagers, laughing and cursing so vividly, the children were also playing and fighting, and were still scrambling for a simple wooden figurine.It is hard to imagine that they were transformed by resentment.

"Why don't you play with those kids?" Lin Hong asked Gui'er.

The ghost changed the direction of the candied fruit in his mouth, one cheek slumped and the other bulged, "Who wants to play with the dead?"

"Aren't you dead too?"

"I still have a soul!"

Lin Hong: "..." It's you.The toes are like something...

Lin Hong couldn't figure it out, "Ghost, why is it that only your soul remains?"

The ghost chewed the candied fruit, "I'll wait for my brother. He didn't come back, so he should have escaped. He will come back to me when he dies of old age."

Ye Cheng?Lin Hong remembered that horrible male corpse in the forest... this... can't come back...

Lin Hong suddenly felt distressed, not to mention that 300 years have passed, and no matter how long he lives, he will die... Lin Hong didn't tell him, but patted his head, "It's okay, brother Lin loves you."

"Thief of the country! Who wants you to hurt!"

"..."

The two were arguing, and this room was already near Wang's house.

The villagers sat and chatted, and women in headscarves gathered in a circle and were choosing vegetables.

Wan Guchuan walked over and said, "Excuse me, did you see the girl from the Wang family?"

As soon as he made a sound, the villagers looked at him.

An old lady wiped her hands on her apron and said, "I see, I went out to pick wild vegetables early in the morning."

"Are you sure it's her?" Lin Hong confirmed.

The old lady wondered, "Who else could it be if it wasn't her. Look at this. When she passed by, she even gave me the laundry for me. What a girl." She pointed to the coarse linen clothes in the basket beside her.

The other women also responded:

"is her."

"Going to the mountains."

"I saw her right here."

It wasn't just Wang's father who said that Wang Ningxue had gone to the mountains to pick wild vegetables.Doesn't look like a fake...

Who is the body in that house?

Lin Hong and Wan Guchuan looked at each other.

Lin Hong sighed, pointed at Wang's house, "Go and see."

Knocking on the door of Wang's house, before the uncle could say anything, Wan Guchuan had already stepped in, "Let me take a look at the back room."

"Hey!" The uncle was stunned, and quickly chased after him, "What are you doing! How could you be like this..."

All right?Lin Hong dragged Duan Yu and Gui'er to follow.

Wan Guchuan went straight to that room.

The uncle yelled from behind, but the person in front was tall and had long legs, so he couldn't keep up with him.

Wan Guchuan raised his hand and pushed open the door.

The light streamed into the room, and the fine dust danced wildly in the sunlight.

The woman in red is still hanging on the beam.

As expected, Wan Guchuan stepped forward to put her down.

Three people followed from behind.

"Sister Ningxue!" Gui'er cried out when he saw the face of death.

Wan Guchuan signaled Duan Yu who was following behind to borrow his coat.

Yesterday he and Lin Hong had taken off their coats to cover the corpses, and today they both went to nowhere.

Lin Hong patted Duan Yu who was stunned, and Duan Yu came back to his senses, took off his outer cloak and handed it to Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan put clothes on her and asked Guier, "Are you sure this is Wang Ningxue?"

"Yeah." Gui'er nodded, "It's the world she created that came here for you."

"So this is the real master?" Lin Hong pointed at the corpse.

Wan Guchuan said, "The one picking wild vegetables in the mountains should be her before she died—the real her at that time. And this is the corpse of a female ghost."

There is a misalignment of time.

"She probably hanged herself after she came back from picking wild vegetables." Wan Guchuan said, "So, I guess, it should be bandits, not her father."

That's okay, otherwise Lin Hong would have beaten that bastard to death.He looked at Father Wang standing outside, but saw him staring at the female corpse without blinking, expressionless, panicked...

"Let's go quickly..." Lin Hong got goosebumps.

Wan Guchuan picked up the female corpse horizontally, "Let's go."

"Hey! What are you doing with the corpse?" Lin Hong was startled.

Wan Guchuan said, "Don't you want to resolve your grievances? Put it in the ground for peace."

Lin Hong thought for a while, "You are right."

They left with the corpse, Father Wang remained motionless, his eyes moved slowly following them...

When a group of people walked out of Wang's house, all the sounds on the street disappeared suddenly - the villagers suddenly fell silent, and hundreds of people seemed to freeze together.

They turned their heads slowly, looking at Lin Hong and the others with expressionless faces.

"Damn, what's going on?" Lin Hong was taken aback by the battle.

Gui'er had never seen it before, and she was a little scared, hugging Lin Hong's arm.

Not to mention Duan Yu, his face turned pale with fright, and he tightly grabbed Lin Hong's arm.

So Lin Hong hung a person with both hands on each side—no, a person with one hand and a ghost with the other.

Lin Hong: "..."

Wan Guchuan slowed down vigilantly, paying attention to the situation.

As they walked, hundreds of pairs of eyeballs also moved slowly with them.

The villagers seem to have suddenly turned into puppets on strings, stiff and motionless, except for their eyes.

It seems that this female corpse is indeed the key.

Gui'er pointed at one place, "That's a cemetery, and people in the village have been buried there for generations."

Lin Hong looked over—coincidentally, it was the place where they buried Ye Cheng.

"Bury them together." Lin Hong said.

Lin Hong didn't say who he was buried with, but Wan Guchuan understood, and he also had the same intention.

Gui'er looked at Lin Hong with a pair of dark eyes, "Why do you bury it together?"

Lin Hong couldn't bear to say that he was buried with his dead brother, "buried with the ancestors."

The eyes of the villagers sent them straight into the invisible place in the forest...

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Hong raised the ghost and hugged his arms, pulling the man (ghost) back to the ground, "What are you afraid of, ghost?"

"I... I haven't seen this kind of battle... No one has done this before." Gui'er was still a little scared.

They buried Wang Ningxue next to Ye Cheng.

Gui'er still saw the stone tablet they simply erected in front of Ye Cheng's tomb before, on which was the "Tomb of Ye Cheng" carved by Wan Guchuan with a sword.

Gui'er was standing in front of the tombstone, his small body looked a bit weak in the wind.

Lin Hong walked over to comfort him.

But the ghost pointed to the tombstone and asked, "What is written on it?"

Lin Hong: "..." So I can't read...

Lin Hong turned around and left, fooling around: "I don't know, I haven't read a book for a few days."

"Coincidentally, me too!" Gui'er's voice was filled with the excitement of "sympathy".

Lin Hong: "..."

When they returned to the village, the villagers resumed their original rowdy activities, but their weirdness became more obvious, and there was a situation where they were missing arms and legs without knowing it. Before, it was clearly just a problem with their fingers or eyeballs.

Lin Hong looked at the person walking forward with only one foot and the person standing in front of the door without both hands as if sweeping the floor, feeling indescribably weird...

It seems that if Wang Ningxue's resentment decreases, the world's ability to return to its original state will decrease. Perhaps in reality, under the massacre of bandits, the villagers' corpses are so mutilated...

The aunt who lost half of her face smiled at them, "Come back for dinner."

The three of them were stunned, through the missing half of the face they could see the brain in the aunt's skull... bloody, still beating...

"Ah!!" Duan Yumen didn't dare to enter the house...

Guier realized something and grabbed Lin Hong's hand tightly.

During the meal, the aunt only had half of her head still chattering about the household chores, sighing why her son hadn't come back yet.

They didn't answer the conversation, they didn't dare to look at the aunt, and they couldn't eat anything.

Jiang Jiao was the calmest among them, she still had no spirit, sitting there moving her spoon but not eating, like a walking dead.

Duan Yu accidentally caught a glimpse of the aunt, and immediately retched.

"What's wrong with this child?" The aunt's only remaining eye was bloodshot, but full of worry.

After seeing the half of the male corpse in the forest, Lin Hong became more courageous, but he didn't dare to look directly at the aunt, and just said, "Don't worry about him, aunt, he ate badly today."

After dinner, they should go back to the room.

Gui'er kept looking at Lin Hong.

Lin Hong hesitated, but still waved to him, "Ghost, come and live with us."

Gui'er looked back at his mother and hesitated for a while, then ran over and pulled Lin Hong.