Listening to Uncle Wu's words, I seemed to follow him to that era of war. It seemed that everything happened in front of me, and I could still smell the fragrance of the pine oil torch.

In the years of war and the moon, the people in the village are huddling together unprecedentedly, and they are also trying to survive. They are deeply aware of the viciousness of these beards. They see that those people are coming to those young and beautiful opera troupes.

The rich man led the whole village men to block the entrance of the village. If they wanted to survive, they could not oppose the bandits. They had no choice but to dehumanize and block the outsiders from outside the village.

When Uncle Wu said this, I was silent and he had no voice...

There was a sound of footsteps outside. I guess Zhang Wei came back from buying buns. This was too cruel. Uncle Wu, the uncle who was not willing to call that stupid nephew, knew too much, was also considered a kind of care.

"Uncle, Sanman quickly eat while it's hot. The meat buns that have just been cooked, um... a mouthful of oil!"

Zhang Wei put the plastic bag on the edge of the kang and asked us to eat something first to cushion. The guy also had one in his mouth. Slasla's breath was so hot that he couldn't close his mouth and did not delay him talking while continuing to chew the buns.

"Okay, put down the things and go back quickly. Don't be so annoying to me. Send Sanman and I'll be with me later. I won't want to see you now!"

Uncle Wu started to attack people directly. Zhang Wei listened quite well to Uncle Wu. Although he didn't understand what his uncle wanted to do, he looked solemn when he saw me. He didn't ask too much and went home obediently.

Now Zhang Wei is not in danger for the time being, but according to Uncle Wu’s opinion, it is not easy for the people in this village to have a good time.

The end of the story is almost impossible to guess. In order to prove it, I asked, "Uncle Wu, what's the end? What's wrong with those opera troupes who can't enter the village?"

"What's wrong? Haha..."

"The people and wealth are gone, and all the valuables are snatched away. The girls who are good-looking inside are taken to the bandit's nest. None of the others are left were killed because they want to save those girls. A few young people who know how to fight are left in this trouble..."

"One of those who were stolen was a girl who was singing the actress at that time, and her name was Xiao Taohong!" I was not shocked at all when Uncle Wu said this name again.

"The corpses were collected three days later. The rich man took his people to collect them and buried them in the valley on the mountain in the Ghost Crying Valley."

I know that in the Ghost Crying Valley, where Fengyang Mountain borders other mountains, the troupes who died are ultimately foreigners. Fengyang Mountain is home to the ancestral tombs of people from nearby villages. It is not uncommon to bury the ancestral tombs without collecting external ghosts there.

In fact, I have never heard of haunted in that valley. The reason why there is such a terrifying name is that it is a mass grave, and the other is that the terrain is in the cracks between the two mountains. When the wind blows, there will be sounds of crying.

Over time, the name of this Guichuang Valley was also called out, and the nearby villagers would not get close to it, as it was unlucky.

"Uncle Wu, why haven't I heard of the troubles in Guicci Valley for so many years? Why did it hurt you when I came so fiercely this time?"

I asked Uncle Wu in confusion that he had no intention of eating buns and letting those buns be placed there.

Uncle Wu didn't move either. Eighty-mostly, buying buns was just an excuse. It was still early at that time, so I didn't dare to ask Zhang Wei to go home too early, which scared their family.

"This matter is also related to your grandfather. At that time, your grandfather was learning skills from a gentleman. He was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. He felt uneasy when he knew that such a thing happened in the village, so he went up the mountain by himself. No one at home paid attention to it until three days and three nights later, your grandfather came back. His injuries were not much better than mine now. If it weren't for the younger age, he wouldn't have come back!"

"My grandpa? What do you mean is that my grandpa entered the mountain to temporarily seal the dead ghosts of the Ghost Crying Valley?"

"Yes, it was done by your grandfather, but now that your grandfather has left, I am like this again. You are the only one who is a little makeup artist in our village, so the next thing can only depend on you!"

At this time, my heart was cold and Uncle Wu could do it like this. I don’t have the ability of my grandfather. If I rushed forward, I wouldn’t be the only way to be brave enough to be a hero.

"Uncle Wu, I just made a fuss at my doorstep. I asked me to go to Guichui Valley. Are you kidding..."

Uncle Wu rolled his eyes in a daze, as if mocking me for being overestimated. "I didn't say I asked you to go to Guichui Valley. You think my injuries were in vain. Those things are not dared to go directly to the village for the time being. At most, they are small-scale quarrels that cannot be on the table. Just clean up those, and I will also recover the injuries as soon as possible. Let's talk about them then!"

I remembered that when Zhang Wei's last time the Yin Qi entered his body, he stayed at my house. Uncle Wu said that my fate could help him. I had the idea of ​​taking Uncle Wu to my house to recuperate, which was convenient for taking care of him.

"Uncle Wu, why don't I ask the villagers to come and help carry you to my house? We can benefit each other with my fate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Wu actually laughed. This smile might have shaken the wound and was so painful that he screamed.

"Sanman, don't tease you Uncle Wu, this thing... hurts too much!" After saying that, he tried hard to pinch a bun and put it to his mouth and chew it, as if proving that he could not starve to death at home.

"Your uncle, I will be able to rest. Besides, Zhang Wei's mother will come to take care of me. Moreover, I am not that stupid boy Zhang Wei. Your uncle still has the ability to protect himself. Don't worry about my little yin energy to nourish you. Get out of here, bring me the door with me!"

Uncle Wu started to drive me back, but I didn't move. After eating a bun, Uncle Wu said to me, "Hey, your appearance is a bit different today. Which foot was the first to leave just now?"

I was confused by Uncle Wu’s question. How did I tell you which foot I took first when I went out? I thought hard for a while before hesitating about his right foot!

"That's right. Today, 80% of your family will be there. This is your noble man. If you seize this opportunity, you may be able to help you a lot at the critical moment!"

I don’t have the ability of Uncle Wu yet, and I can tell something from the details.

I didn't take Uncle Wu's words seriously. I only knew that he was stubborn and would definitely not go home with me if he didn't say he could.

When I was about to leave, Uncle Wu said in the inner room, "That noble man is to be polite, he is unlucky to others. You are just in line with your Quanyang fate. Remember it, it's a big remedy!"

I could only walk home with a whisper. There were many people walking around in the village. I looked at the faces that were still avoiding me, thinking about whether they used such faces to face the group of foreigners who were begging and wanting to have a way out.
Chapter completed!