The two of them walked towards the foot of the southern mountain in a strolling manner.
As they passed those houses, the bride would occasionally look sideways at the houses, as if she was looking at the people hiding in the houses, or perhaps observing the osmanthus trees in the yard.
However, these things did not affect their leisurely life. The two of them chatted casually about things in Osmanthus Village while walking, and they seemed quite comfortable.
What the bride wants is that if you die and I die, we will all die together, and we will be happy and joyful.
What Xu Shuo wanted to do was to find an opportunity to cremate the bride before the abyss eroded the coffin.
…
The situation here is calm and peaceful.
In comparison.
The other side is like facing a formidable enemy.
The village chief's crutches were gone and he could only stand in the yard with his hands behind his back, sighing.
"Looking at the situation, Lao Wang must be gone. Why didn't he give me the compass before he left?" the village chief hissed.
The crisis-ridden situation is inherently unpredictable. Sometimes, the person who was still fighting with you the night before will have the table set and waiting to start eating the next day.
at this time.
The young female writer, who was lying on the stone table writing and drawing, suddenly had her eyes lit up, her whole body jumped up with excitement, and she felt relieved.
When the village chief saw her like this, he should have accomplished his mission.
He walked over and said, "Give me Kangkang?"
The yard is filled with documents collected from the ancestral hall. They are scattered on the ground randomly at this moment. There is a genealogy of the Wang family on it, and there are also some papers recording various grudges and grudges in Guihua Village over the past decades.
The female literary youth handed him the messy pile of letters directly. Seeing this, the cousin next to her also curiously came over to watch.
The female Wenqing smiled and said: "I have to thank the old village chief for your willingness to tell me those things, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sort them out."
The village elder snorted angrily.
Of course there is a price to tell her the information, after all this is the deal!
Among all the players, the village chief who has lived the longest knows more things even though his legs and feet are weak and his body is inconvenient.
The script tasks are all fair. If players want to get clues and complete their main tasks quickly, they basically cannot avoid cooperating with the village chief.
And this is also a medium for the village chief to complete his main mission by getting help from other players.
Some scripts require players to compete with each other, but some scripts require players to support each other.
After reading the handbook, Miss Biao suddenly realized and nodded: "That's it! Zhu Chunxiao didn't have any big resentment. After all, in that era, no matter how knowledgeable she was, she was just a weak and ordinary little girl."
But the villagers in Osmanthus Village are really desperate. Under the impact of three strong emotions of great joy and great sorrow, no one can bear it!
Zhu Chunxiao graduated from high school and was sent here with several classmates after the wave of going to the countryside began.
On the way, a group of people got lost in the mountains and finally came across a village. They thought they were saved but what happened was everyone's nightmare.
The sick man from the Wang family had fallen in love with Zhu Chunxiao before he died. The villagers said that if they didn't keep the girl, they would not show them the way to Xiaogang Village.
We are all poor people who have left their hometowns and are classmates in the same hometown and the same school. It is inevitable that we can't bear this.
The students thought that they might as well go out and find the way by themselves, or at worst, just go back along the original path.
As a result, as soon as a few scholars walked out of the village, they were killed by the villagers who had planned to ambush them on the roadside.
Zhu Chunxiao was stunned by this battle. The scene was so chaotic that she escaped the capture of the villagers, but she also ran back into Guihua Village in a panic.
This is the first incident.
Later, Tiezhu, an orphan in the village, took the lead in discovering Zhu Chunxiao hiding in a corner, and after learning what had happened to the girl, he had the audacity to hide her in the ancestral hall.
Zhu Chunxiao hid in the ancestral hall for several days.
After being unable to find anyone, people in Guihua Village thought she had gone to the mountains to die.
The result is at this time.
The diary written by a child of the Zhang family was accidentally read by his parents.
Therefore, Zhu Chunxiao, who had been hiding in the ancestral hall for a long time, was captured again the night she was about to escape from the village.
By this time, none of her classmates were here.
The only person in the whole village who was willing to help her was an eight or nine-year-old child. Now she is really in a desperate situation.
This is the second incident.
The third escape was also that night.
But seeing the bride's current state, we know what the outcome will be.
After reading the letter, Ms. Biao looked at the village chief with disgust: "Who can write a diary for a serious person? You are so full that you have nothing to do. You even dare to write such a thing in your diary! You pig teammate!"
The village chief's forehead had blue veins pulsing, and he quibbled: "I was just a kid at the time, what did I know!"
"Learned."
The cousin continued to ridicule him: "You don't have to say what you promised in the future, but you can write it down in a notebook."
Village Chief: "I told you that I was just a kid who loved to write diaries!"
Miss Cousin: "Yes, I wrote a diary and killed my little friend. Why didn't the bride kill you first?"
Village Chief: “I was just a child at the time!!”
Miss Biao: "Yes, he is the naughty kid who single-handedly caused the bloodshed in Guihua Village."
Village chief: "You...you..."
The village chief seemed to be so angry that he was going to have a heart attack. This old body really couldn't bear it. The female literary youth hurried over to pat his chest and calm down.
The script is not over yet, and they will probably have to deal with a big boss together later.
At this time, one less person means one less force!
Sudden!
The female literary youth seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned her head to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard, and then looked in the direction of Beishan.
She quickly said: "Let's leave this place quickly and go to the ancestral hall in Osmanthus Village!"
Things that others can discover.
Female literary youths can naturally discover it too.
By using a small tool to detect the Osmanthus Village, she discovered that the whole village had no Osmanthus trees except in the courtyard of the ancestral hall!
This is a situation that is not that unusual, but it seems a bit strange if you think about it carefully.
After discovering that there is an abyss under every sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the female literary youth became more concerned about this situation.
Perhaps the ancestral hall has some role here.
The village chief had just calmed down, but now he suddenly felt something strange in his heart!
He said aggrievedly: "The ancestral hall was burned down by Wang Tiezhu in the afternoon. If we go there now, we should still see a pile of ruins."
Female literary youth: "..."
Miss Cousin: "..."
I remembered.
The two Wang family servants who were guarding the door before seemed to have said this.
But at that time, they were busy going to the Wang Family Ancestral Hall to do tasks, so they had not thought of this yet.
Female Wenqing gritted her teeth and said: "We will go over even the ruins. Although it doesn't matter where we stay now, at least the location of the ancestral hall is a little safer."
At least.
It is safer to stay in an ancestral hall without osmanthus trees than in a yard with osmanthus trees.
The three of them set off immediately.
And just as they left this courtyard.
A trace of darkness broke out of the ground, like a vine climbing up around the osmanthus tree, dyeing the branches and leaves black, and dripping down with a sticky black substance.
This phenomenon began to spread from Beishan village houses.
The black lines snaked and wandered, gradually polluting all the osmanthus trees in the village, and a putrid smell began to emit, diluting the faint scent of osmanthus in the air.
…
The entrance of Osmanthus Village.
There is a big mountain in front of you, and after walking through the low hillside at the intersection, there is a quietly flowing river in front of you, with a single-plank bridge built on the river.
Although Guihua Village is surrounded by mountains, the southern mountain is low, making it easier for villagers to enter and work, and the fields are clustered around the river.
When the bride came here, her movements suddenly stopped.
Then, she turned her head and looked towards the village.
Xu Shuo also looked back.
His excellent eyesight was not limited even at night. He saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the village were withering one by one, gradually turning into dark and sticky dead trees with claws and claws.
At this time, the ghost atmosphere in Osmanthus Village is getting stronger and stronger.
The bride's mood fluctuated slightly, maybe she was trying to grab her territory in the abyss of anger, but her resentment quickly calmed down.
"Let's go, it's right there."
The bride calmly withdrew her gaze and raised her hand to point in the direction of the river.
Xu Shuo stood on the roadside, scanning the long river in front of him, and then his eyes lit up.
The bride didn’t lie to him, there was really something in the river!
That thing was not on the single-plank bridge side, but in the river below a certain hillside. It was immersed in the center, submerged by the river water, and swaying in the drifting sand.
But even so.
Nor can it bury its light.
Xu Shuo crossed the single-plank bridge and walked to the river bank on the other side.
But the bride stood on the other side of the bridge and did not follow.
Looking at the figure walking slowly along the river bank, the bride said: "That thing is very nice. You will feel very comfortable when you stay next to it. On days when I don't usually go into the village, I will stay here."
Her voice was not loud, but it conveyed the message.
Xu Shuo glanced at her, then looked down at the river, then looked up at the bride, and then looked at the river again.
Maybe it's because he repeated this action a little too often.
Seeing this, the bride hesitated and said: "I can't reach that thing, so I can't go down to the river to help you take it out. If you can't swim, I can find something to help you fish it out."
Even if that thing is good for her, just like the jade Ruyi cannot be touched, the bride cannot touch it either.
Xu Shuo shook his head: "That's not the reason."
Of course he can swim.
I just don't want to get into the water and get my clothes wet.
After thinking about it, Xu Shuo waved directly to the thing at the bottom of the river, and controlled it with telekinesis to fly out of the river and land in his hand.
Because of Alpha, Xu Shuo has begun to consciously practice mental power, but it is still a little uncomfortable to use telekinesis that he is not very proficient in to obtain this thing.
Although it is as light as paper, it is a prop and its weight is definitely not comparable to those of letter paper.
This is a small white flower.
The four petals are still shining.
Xu Shuo didn't know what the function of this thing was, but he did feel very comfortable when holding it.
This should be a prop related to spiritual power.
The manifestation is that when he holds this thing, he feels that his mental power is particularly abundant!
If he were to use telekinesis to hold up the flower now, he would definitely not be as weak as before!
Moreover, the violin in his spiritual sea also became active, and Xu Shuo seemed to feel that something was being absorbed from the white flower.
This violin.
I really eat everything.
Putting Xu Shuo's small white flowers into his pocket, he turned around and walked back to the entrance of the village from the single-plank bridge.
The bride looked at him silently.
After a while, the bride said in a complicated tone: "You seem to be a little different from what I thought."
Xu Shuo was also silent for a while.
Well, if you don't want to get your clothes wet, you can only show your hand in front of the bride. This is why Xu Shuo was thinking about it just now.
Although I can blame it on Yu Ruyi.
But Xu Shuo had other ideas now, so he didn't use this excuse.
He said cautiously: "There are some things that I can't say out loud, but I am indeed different from the original Wang Tiezhu. Moreover, I would like to ask you, if there is a chance, would you like to leave this place with me?"
After finishing speaking, Xu Shuo waited for a while.
Fortunately, the performance value was not deducted.
But for some reason, Xu Shuo always felt that what he just said had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
Has he heard this sentence somewhere?
Hearing this, the bride suddenly looked up at him, her emotions fluctuating again and not calming down for a long time.
"It's impossible for me to leave Osmanthus Village."
"Nothing is impossible."
"You do not understand."
The bride shook her head: "Not only is my body buried here, but more importantly, my obsession is also here, so leaving Osmanthus Village means my death."
Xu Shuo looked at her sincerely: "If you are willing to believe me, then why don't you let me give it a try? Nothing will happen if you try."
After finishing speaking, Xu Shuo thought about it again.
These words really have a strong sense of déjà vu...
The red aura lingers around the bride again, which is a sign that her emotions are too intense, even though she still looks dignified and solemn in appearance.
leave……
Leave yourself, this place of resentment and obsession?
If she could, she really wanted to free herself.
It was her enemies who kept her resentment alive until now, but now those enemies are about to die.
There was nothing she could continue to obsess over.
After all, she will stay in this dirty and despicable village forever. Her body, including her soul, will be nailed to this village forever like peach nails driven into her body one by one!
but……
How could Zhu Chunxiao be willing to stay here?
She is not afraid of losing her soul, but she would rather die in the mountains and rivers outside than be dirty in this place that made her despair, hate, and fear!
If there is really a chance to leave...
I don't know how long has passed.
The bride's boiling emotions calmed down again.
She lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice with a hint of trembling: "Then give it a try."
A satisfied smile appeared on Xu Shuo's face: "Then I'll give it a try."
After finishing speaking.
Xu Shuo suddenly remembered something.
Blanch!
Isn't this what Qilisi said to the traveling poet after being fooled in the script "The Beautiful Legend of Prague"?!
