I dug the grave of the God of War

Taoyuan Village.

The only central village that retains its quaint style.

Traces of time can be seen on the bluestone pavement of the ancient street. On both sides of the street, simple wooden buildings are scattered in an orderly manner. Just after the Spring Festival, you can faintly see strings of red lanterns hanging under the eaves, swaying gently in the breeze.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of winter cinnamon, the sweet smell of freshly baked pastries from the pastry shop under the osmanthus tree, the steaming delicacies at the street stalls are tempting, and there is also a smell coming from the tea house not far away. Light tea aroma.

Tourists on the street walked out of the ancient costume experience center in twos and threes carrying bags. In an instant, they seemed to be transported back to the prosperity of thousands of years ago.

"Hey!"

Lin Jiadan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, spoke up, and Du Surui, who was constantly looking out of the car window, reminded: "Brother Du, we have to look forward while driving! Look at you, you look like you have never seen a beautiful girl before, both eyes are blank. Straighten your hair!”

Cough!

Du Surui, who was caught on the spot and went first, had a flash of pig liver color on his handsome face and looked away, but he was not convinced.

"What's wrong with me admiring beautiful girls?

He started driving and argued, "Which hero in the world has not loved beautiful women since ancient times?"

Lin Jiadan looked disgusted and didn't bother to talk to him.

When it comes to beauty, how can they be as good-looking as Wu Luoyang? I'm still curious. ... Over there, Du Surui raised his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror in the car. His eyes fell on the beautiful face shrouded in the sun, and he couldn't stop the words that slipped out of his mouth: "Classmate Wu, if you are wearing ancient costumes, Designated to look better than them."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Wu Luoyang, who was sitting in the back seat.

This was recognized by Lin Jiadan, who turned around and invited her: "Little Junior Sister Luoyang, when the matter is finished, why don't you come over and experience it too?"

Afraid of Wu Luoyang's rejection, Lin Jiadan even risked himself: "I'll go with you!"

"I think it works!"

Dusuri nodded in agreement.

The two people in front sang together, and Wu Luoyang, who was looking at the street scene, looked back and glanced at Du Surui and Lin Jiadan who were in high spirits, but did not refuse outright.

The car drove forward along the street for a few minutes, then turned a few corners and arrived at the villager's house.

A traditional enclosed triple courtyard with walls on all sides, built with mud walls and wood as the main materials. It is said that in the past three generations, people of the same clan lived in it. They had the same blood relationship and the same lifestyle. They worked at sunrise and breathed at sunset every day.

The younger generations in the Sanheyuan went out to make a living, made a fortune, bought buildings in the county or city, and moved away one after another. In the end, only the poisoned villagers, an old couple, were left. Although their children were also developing well outside, the old couple had a hard time. Being accustomed to the slow life in the mountains, I did not follow my children out.

That's it.

Finally, the children returned home and reunited with the old couple for a meal. Unexpectedly, the old lady threw medicine and rice and sent the children to the hospital and sent his wife away.

"Mayor, you are here."

The village staff also came, and when they saw the mayor, they hurriedly came forward to say hello.

The leader walked in front, and Wu Luoyang and Du Surui followed behind the mayor, listening to the village staff reporting the situation to the mayor.

The old lady's wife had just passed away, and she was deeply grieved. Her children and grandchildren were also receiving intravenous drips in the hospital. The old lady was mentally devastated, and she encountered a funeral that forced villagers to send her to the hospital. She was under so much pressure that she went insane, and even behaved strangely. .

While talking, the village staff remembered the old lady’s previous behavior of slashing into the air with a knife and talking nonsense, and they whispered and carefully warned the mayor and people traveling with her: “Don’t get too close to her. She goes crazy from time to time, and no one can tell when she will attack, so as not to hurt everyone."

"Ah."

Mayor Taoyuan nodded and raised his hand: "Let's go in and take a look."

Wu Luoyang followed him into the house. There is a stone mortar in the Sanhe courtyard, which was a tool used by ancient people to pound rice. The surface of the stone mortar has been polished very smooth, with some traces of dark black moss growing on it. It has witnessed countless sunrises and sunsets and the changes of the four seasons.

Thick brown raincoats are hung on the gray wooden walls. The mountain breeze blows in from the door and gently sways with the wind. The simple feeling makes people forget the hustle and bustle of the world.

"Ah! Ah! Go away, you monsters, let go of my old man!"

Several people had just arrived at the door of the house.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the dark room.

The face of the village staff member who was walking at the front changed. The mayor, who was also walking at the head of the crowd, said in a low voice: "Hey, this old woman is sick again."

People outside the house paused.

Bang!

The sound of rough chores came from the dark room again, accompanied by the old lady's crazy roar, as if she was driving away something terrible.

Looking in through the grate of the wooden window.

People with sharp eyes discovered that the old lady was chopping a bright kitchen knife in her hand, and she was chopping the furniture and objects all over the place.

Obviously, no one is allowed in here.

Wu Luoyang also stood by the wooden window and looked inside the room...

The small room had poor lighting, but the wooden windows were closed tightly, leaving only a few holes in the grating to provide light.

There is a very old black-painted wooden bed in the house. From the front, you can see the carved dragon and phoenix totems. The bed occupies half of the entire house. It is surrounded by a set of solid wood furniture and tables also painted black. The cigarette cartons and some medicine bottles were taken out, and most of them were chopped off by the kitchen knife in the old lady's hand and scattered on the ground.

Wu Luoyang's eyes fell on the old lady's head, which was the first level of the human body and the state of consciousness.

Sure enough, I saw traces of black mist wrapping around the temples on both sides of the old lady.

Wu Luoyang quietly activated the detection technique.

A stream of fire-colored Yuan Qi invisible to ordinary people entered through the holed wooden window grille, and continuously circled upward around the old lady's body, trying to ascertain her overall condition.

The old lady's state of mind is indeed haunted by dark war spirits.

Wu Luoyang stopped, probably understanding.

The old lady's eyes were empty and lifeless, and the muscles on her face were twisted. She suddenly looked towards the wooden window, and a creepy sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. She held a kitchen knife and waved it wildly, as if she was driving away some invisible enemy.

"How can we deal with this random act of knives?"

The mayor frowned when he saw it.

Sui Tong, two young men in uniform behind him, gave careful instructions: "Be careful, go in and snatch the knife from her hand, lest she hurt herself."

"I can't do it, I can't do it!"

The village staff who were accompanying him quickly stretched out their hands to stop him.

Having seen the old lady get sick before, he quickly explained: "This old lady chops randomly like this every time she gets sick. Things in the house are chopped up in a mess, but she doesn't hurt herself at all. She will be fine after a while. A few minutes."

After hearing this, the mayor hesitated.