"You'd better take us to see the burial ground of Hongying. We don't want to ask you any more about anything else."
For this Bai Xiu, who showed that he wanted to ask us to help solve the problem and was unwilling to speak out many past events, Lang Hongyi has basically given up attracting foreign players.
No matter what the reason for her, since she is already like this, there is no need to force herself.
Based on what we know, we are getting closer and closer to the truth. After all, we are also witnesses of the incident that year. These two days and three nights are not in vain.
My temper comes quickly and goes quickly. I put down my things and stay in the Bai Family Fairy Temple. We followed Bai Xiu and walked towards a relatively open position.
During this period, we didn’t talk to Bai Xiu anymore, but I told Lang Hongyi about where Zhang Wei was going.
The environment here looks no different from the ordinary farmland on the roadside. If it weren't for Bai Xiu's leadership, the stone hidden under the branches and leaves of the tree, which was not much higher than the threshold, was in front of the tombstone, I would never have
I would believe that this is actually a tomb.
"Hongying's family set her up? They know what Hongying has experienced?"
Bai Xiu looked at the small stone tablet and shook her head gently, "No, this was erected by someone else. Hongying's family never had any news about her after she got married."
other people?
"Who is it?"
I asked very simply, and I no longer wanted to talk to Bai Xiu more, hoping that she could find out more about what she said to us.
"The neighbor before Hongying, Song Blacksmith who made a blacksmith."
Lang Hongyi also made a straightforward move, "What's the relationship between Song Blacksmith and Hongying? What about others after Hongying's death?"
In fact, I can think of their relationship without Bai Xiu saying that. Who doesn’t have a childhood sweetheart? Look at this little tombstone and a tree that is a hundred years behind the tomb. I think when the red tassel was buried.
, That person has already put his heart into his mind and did his best to do his best.
I am quite pleased that Hongying, who has a miserable life, will finally have such a destination. At least one person in the world is kind to her.
The only answer that Bai Xiu wants to give now is the past of that young man.
"They grew up together since childhood. Song Blacksmith's family was poor, otherwise he would have married Hongying."
Okay, the guess has been confirmed, and they really have a good relationship.
Bai Xiu continued, "The stone lion of the Jian family was actually removed on the day after Hongying died. Because Song blacksmith was unwilling to live alone, he buried Hongying and killed the stone lion at the door of the Jian family.
On the spot, the corpse was standing there."
The stone lion is a beast used to protect the house, which means auspiciousness, justice and majesty. Song Blacksmith probably also wanted to use such behavior to declare the injustice of the Jian family and the despicable behavior of human life!
The Jian family naturally moved away the blood-stained stone lion as soon as possible and prepared to replace it with a new one. It is conceivable that Song Blacksmith's body was not treated well at all and was lucky to not be retaliated.
But no one expected that that night, the Jian family not only lost the Baojiaxian, who had always been very effective, but also moved the stone lion away by itself, and the entire Jian family became a place where the doors were opened.
"Where were your Bai family that night?"
"Just in this woods, watch everything!"
We don’t want to judge what has happened, but now there is another victim of that year, and the mystery is even more chaotic. Is it Hongying or Song Blacksmith? Who is resentful to destroy the entire Jian family?
This matter may no longer exist. Overnight, the Jian family, which had tight defenses, died silently and tragically, and could only be done by supernatural forces.
"What did you think of?" Lang Hongyi didn't say anything, fell into deep thought, making me unable to help but ask.
Lang Hongyi turned around and smiled at me, took out the strange oil lamp that was not far away from me, and shook it in front of me, "It should be similar to what you thought, are you ready?"
I smiled and nodded, "Prepare it, please wake me up as soon as possible this time, thank you!"
We all decided unanimously to go in again!
Judging from the last experience, the time inside is synchronized with the time outside, and when we came out, the inside was being destroyed.
The night has not been spent yet and the morning has not arrived. The scene should have not been discovered at all.
We just want to go back and see what the scene looks like after the disaster!
Bai Xiu didn't have to talk now, and he followed us almost step by step. We went back to the Bai Family Fairy Temple and brought the food and tools he took out. Lang Hongyi asked me to unexpectedly take out one that he put in his backpack.
First aid box.
I raised my eyebrows. Is this guy accustomed to treating the old patriarch of the Huang family? Now I carry these with me when I go out!
Lang Hongyi skillfully opened the first aid box, took out a needle tube and a blood culture bottle, and looked at me sideways, "Don't show that expression. I think I can know what you are thinking now after a long period of tacit understanding. Let me be careful with the veterinarian.
Next time you get promoted to be your family doctor!”
I quickly moved my smiling eyes away and pretended to look at the scenery aside. My brain was empty at this time and I really didn't think about anything, but the smile at the corner of my mouth did not restrain itself at all, and it became more and more obvious.
Lang Hongyi didn't argue with me either, and said to Bai Xiu seriously, "Do you mind giving me some of your blood?"
I suddenly realized that my teammate of God is so reliable...
Bai Xiu just said that when the tragedy occurred, the Bai family was all in the forest outside, so we couldn't guarantee whether we could find the traces of the Bai family smoothly after we went in again.
If you find it, no one knows whether they are willing to lend us blood like the key to the door without condition, let alone if you can't find it.
Lang Hongyi is paving another way out for ourselves.
Bai Xiu's behavior is the same as the white hedgehog we saw in the house. He also used the thorns on his body to pierce his pink and tender front paws.
He squeezed the blood into the blood culture bottle and was put away by Lang Hongyi and carried it with him.
I stood in front of the gate of the Jian family again, looking at the three steps and the dilapidated corridor inside that I knew clearly.
At about the end, we will usher in a strange wind, and then we will become people in the Jian family again.
"Please wake me up as soon as possible. After all, I really don't know which one we will become."
Lang Hongyi nodded reliably and gave me a reassurance.
In order not to separate, we held hands like children crossing the road this time, making sure that the two of us would not be separated for no reason.
Taking a deep breath, he walked up the steps and stepped into the haunted house of Jian's family again.
The yard is still the same as before, and the moonlight is much darker than the time I came in before.
After all, time changed from afternoon to late at night, with the familiar strange wind, the familiar dizziness, and the chaos when I opened my eyes.
My new identity is still me, and nothing has changed. Before I could be happy, Lang Hongyi lit the oil lamp and touched my shoulders lightly.
"Sanman, are you doing this?"
I saw his face still, everything was as usual, and I bared my teeth happily, "I'm pretty good. I'm still me this time, and you don't seem to have changed. It's really good!"
"It's not very good, look around..."
I was anxious to see who I became, and I didn't pay attention to my surroundings. After Lang Hongyi reminded me, I looked around and saw all kinds of blood and corpses in the yard.
Most of them are still concentrated in the location where we stand near the gate.
These corpses are obviously all from the Jian family, with familiar faces and strange faces. We only separated for less than a night after saying they were familiar with each other. They were all people who died a hundred years ago!
"It seems that the ghosts treat us well and have not changed their identities, but that there are no living people here, and it is impossible for us to become others."