Nongmen's clever daughter-in-law: hook a general and give birth to a cub

Chapter 506 The Mysterious Small Village

"It seems that you really rarely leave Kyoto."

"what?"

"It's not that there are no villages in places like this, it's just that the villagers in these villages rarely interact with outsiders and are self-sufficient."

While talking, the boy parked the car steadily at the entrance of the village, and then helped the cherry sitting on the beam, "This place really looks very remote, and it can be used to hide. My father always does things. All I pursue is speed, and if I can’t find anyone within a short period of time, I won’t continue to look for them, and will only release the news that you are dead.”

There are only two people who know the secret of the four wine glasses, one is Cherry's mother, and the other is herself. Forever lost forever, no one will find it again.

"The Ansheng faction is always like this. If you can't get it yourself, then destroy it."

Cherry's hatred for the Ansheng School is deep in her bones. Although she doesn't know what kind of deep hatred the mother and daughter have with their father, this girl is sensible and did not put her hatred for her father on him. It made the teenager like him a little more, and he unconsciously narrowed the distance between each other.

Things like feelings come and go without a trace most of the time. It may not come when you are looking forward to it, but it will come when you don't care at all.

"Brother Yao, can you accompany me to make a tomb for my mother near here? I don't know if there is a chance to return to her hometown in the south, but she must rest in peace."

四尊
The secret of the wine glass is like the cause and effect of the cycle of heaven and earth, but if you know the specific content here, you have to believe that the human soul is real.

"Okay, if we can temporarily settle down in this village, I will help you with this matter."

"I knew you wouldn't refuse."

Cherry held the young man's arm, and the two walked out of the village side by side. They didn't see a single person along the way, and the doors of every house were closed tightly. This is just a deserted village, no one has been there for a long time.

"Brother Yao, why do I feel that this place is so spooky, why don't we go, I felt something was wrong at first, now..."

"Don't be afraid, someone should be pretending to be a ghost."

The young man hugged the trembling cherry tightly in his arms, slowed down his steps, rolled his eyes around, and observed the surrounding environment, "There is a well every few tens of meters. The bucket is still wet, which proves that someone has used it just now, and the world is so chaotic now, the villagers living in seclusion must have mistook us for officers and soldiers, so they hid."

It's been four or five years since I traveled all over the country. It's not the first time I've encountered this kind of thing. There was another time when I accidentally entered a cottage. The people in this cottage have lived here for generations, and no outsiders are allowed to set foot here. enter.

And he entered the stockade without knowing it, and was quickly arrested by someone who was ambushing secretly. After some explanations, coupled with his own martial arts being favored by the owner of the stockade, he was able to leave behind. Life.

"Brother Yao, it's not that I'm overthinking, this place is really evil and full of resentment!"

"You still have these?"

"My father taught me when he was still alive. I have always wanted to tell you that my father..."

brush!
Before Cherry could finish her sentence, she saw a black shadow flashing over her head. It shouldn't be a bird, after all, birds can't fly so fast.

"I...I seem to have seen a man in a black cloak flying over just now. He...he must be the grieving ghost here. Let's go quickly."

Cherry, who was frightened half to death, said nothing, took the boy's hand and walked out of the village, "I said that the villages emerging from these barren mountains are unlucky, but you just refused to listen to me, okay now?" , hit a ghost in broad daylight, there will definitely be more troubles on the road ahead."

He stumbled and scolded a lot, but the young man didn't reply. He just kept paying attention to the sounds around him. He could vaguely hear intricate footsteps. There should be five to six people who don't know how to work.

"Cherry, wait for me here, I'll be right back."

As soon as he got to the carriage, he seemed to have discovered something, stuffed the cherries into the carriage, and rushed back to the village as fast as he could, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey! You...you can't leave me here alone!"

Cherry, who was stuffed into the carriage, wanted to chase him out, but he poked his head out, and immediately retracted it. The cold air became closer and closer, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him closely, and would pounce on him at any moment. She tore it to shreds.

"You damn tortoise bastard, you really don't know how to be sympathetic, and you actually left me here alone. If I was killed by that ghost, I would drag you to hell with me."

Ahhhhhhh!
The boy who walked halfway sneezed loudly, stopped, rubbed his itchy nose, turned around in a circle, and finally stopped at a sweet water well. There was something wrong with this well. There will always be a bucket for fetching water hanging on the well, but there is no one here.

"The trick of pretending to be a ghost is too low, and it will be easily detected."

The young man was talking to himself. During the words, he had already walked to the side of the well, put his hands on both sides of the well wall, and leaned down. Sure enough, he didn't see the water surface. The bottom is empty, so it should be left Secret passages.

In order to take precautions, the villagers in some small villages will spontaneously secret ways. If officers, soldiers or bandits rush in, they can hide in without anyone noticing, and then find one or two strong young people to pretend to be ghosts in the village. Before long, those guys will be scared away.

"Hey! If the people inside can really hear, don't hide. There are only two of us. Do you think we look like bandit officers and soldiers?"

The sound swayed around the well, echoing muffledly.

For a moment, there was still silence, but the indistinct sound of footsteps disappeared. It seems that the words just now were not useless at all, but... it seems that the effect is not great. At most, these people will not pretend to be ghosts. But it didn't mean to keep them, it was obvious that they were seeing off the guests.

"Villagers, my wife and I fled here. We are really homeless. Our hometown in the south has been invaded by those barbarians. If you refuse to take us in, my wife and I can only..."

"It looks like you don't look like a poor and down-and-out ordinary person. Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)