After leaving this house, the group went to the next one.
Before Song Yizhi kicked the door open, Bei Xianyue climbed over the wall and went in to open the door.
A group of people searched around, but found no living person and no bones.
"Why is there nothing?" Wei Ling kicked the dustpan and sounded a little irritated.
Song Yizhi came over and patted Wei Ling on the shoulder, silently comforting her.
"Let's go to the next one." Song Yizhi said.
Wei Ling's irritable mood was calmed down a bit, and she responded.
A group of people moved.
The sun was high in the sky, and it was already around noon.
The six people searched half the village from house to house. Some houses had nothing, and some houses were full of dead people.
Those dead people were all kinds of dead. Judging from the way of death, it looked like they were killed by multiple people.
In short, they searched Pingyang Village all morning, but to their surprise they couldn't find anyone alive.
"How long will it take to find it if we keep searching like this?" Wei Ling rubbed his neck, looking a little tired and a little irritable.
Bei Xianyue said, "I let go of my spiritual sense and checked. There is no living person in this village. To be cautious, we should search the remaining half of the village."
Song Yizhi responded.
Wei Ling wrinkled his face, but still did not object.
When several people were preparing to continue searching, the sound of crutches and footsteps came from the end of the village.
In the silent village, such sounds multiplied and fell on their hearts again and again, making the six of them feel uneasy.
Bei Xianyue clenched her sword and followed the sound.
Several people followed closely behind.
Looking at the old woman and little girl at the end of the road, several people reflexively became vigilant.
"Who are you?" The old woman with a cane looked at the six young people with cloudy eyes.
The old woman was accompanied by a young girl. She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.
The little girl looked nervously at Bei Xianyue, who was holding a long sword, and said warily, "Who are you? Why are you in our village?"
"Your village?" Wei Ling's head popped up from behind and asked eagerly, "Are you from Pingyang Village?"
After searching all morning, I finally found a living person!
The little girl looked at the somewhat fierce Wei Ling, supported the old woman, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Song Yizhi pushed Wei Ling back and walked over with a gentle smile, "Hello, old lady, we are monks who have traveled here. We heard in Peony City that Pingyang Village is not peaceful, so we came here to have a look."
Looking at Song Yizhi, who had icy muscles and jade bones and a good temperament, the old woman believed him 70% to 80%.
Looking at her gentle and polite appearance, the old woman felt that this girl was very suitable for her. She showed an amiable smile and said, "It turns out to be the monk. The old woman and her little granddaughter have returned from visiting relatives and are preparing to go home."
Song Yizhi nodded, and when he saw the little girl looking at him curiously, he bent his eyes and smiled.
"I should be two or three years older than you. My sister treats you to some sweet-scented osmanthus candy." With that said, Song Yizhi took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy he bought and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl glanced at her grandma, and after receiving permission, she reached out to take the osmanthus candy and said shyly, "Thank you, sister."
"You're welcome." Song Yizhi said gently.
"Hey..." The old woman sighed, raised her head, and looked at the sky with some melancholy.
Feeling sad for spring and autumn for a while, the old woman looked back at Song Yizhi and the others, and said slowly, "If you don't mind, you can come to my house and have a drink of water, and I can also tell you about Pingyang Village."
thing."
Song Yizhi glanced at several people, exchanged glances, and then walked towards their house with the old woman.
On the way, Song Yizhi had found out that the old woman's surname was Liu, her husband's surname was Qian Liu, and the little girl's name was Qian Duo.
Qian Liu and Qian Duo's home was near the end of the village. When Qian Duo saw the front door of her house, she happily jumped up and reached out to open the door.
"This is my home, come in quickly!" Qian Duo invited warmly.
Song Yizhi helped Mrs. Qian Liu cross the threshold and walked over.
"I made you laugh. I have been away from home for ten and a half months, and there is nothing to entertain at home." After Qian Liu said this, she asked her granddaughter to move the stool, and then went to the kitchen to boil some water.
Chu He called Baili Qi to help move the stool.
After a while, Chu He and Baili Qi came out carrying two benches each.
Putting down the bench, Chu He wiped the dust on the bench, and then placed the bench next to Qian Liu.
"Thank you, young man." Mrs. Qian Liu smiled, and then urged her granddaughter to boil water.
Qian Duo responded and went to the kitchen to boil water.
Bailiqi followed Chu He's example and placed the cleaned benches next to the girls.
Song Yizhi and Shen Zheng sat on a bench, Bei Xianyue and Wei Ling sat on a bench, and Chu He and Bai Liqi sat on the remaining benches.
Mrs. Qian Liu sighed, her expression looked melancholy and she seemed to be thinking to herself, "Retribution, it's all retribution."
retribution?
Bei Xianyue turned to look at Song Yizhi.
At this time, it’s time for Song Yizhi to take action!
Song Yizhi twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at several people speechlessly, and then spoke with their expectant expressions, "Old lady, what's the retribution you just talked about?"
"Hey..." Mrs. Qian Liu held the crutch with both hands and looked sad, "It's not like those evil beasts, I pity those girls."
Wei Ling was a little anxious when she saw Qian Liu who hadn't gotten to the point yet. Just as she was about to say something, Bei Xianyue grabbed her arm.
She glanced at Bei Xianyue, then closed her mouth and said nothing.
Song Yizhi didn't rush her, she waited for Mrs. Qian Liu to finish her emotion.
"It's a long story. It happened decades ago. The previous village chief of Pingyang Village was nothing!" Ms. Qian Liu hit the ground hard with her cane, and she became angry.
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"That beast learned some evil ways. Taking advantage of his position as the village chief, he and several other beasts persecuted many girls. Later, they were all hanged by the city lord to show the anger of the people. Life in Pingyang Village became easier."
Song Yizhi nodded, looking like he was listening carefully, "What then?"
"Those beasts died, and their families were driven away. Pingyang Village has been peaceful for decades, but just a few months ago, the disappearance of the little girl started to happen again!" Mrs. Qian Liu's excited voice was full of anger.
"The descendants of those beasts must be back to take revenge!"
Song Yizhi felt that things would not be so simple.
If it was just such a simple revenge, the people in the City Lord's Mansion would have dealt with it long ago.
"There are only two grandsons left in my family. I took my granddaughter to escape elsewhere, but, but..." Qian Liu's expression was angry and frightened, and the greater part of it was fear.
Song Yizhi felt that what Qian Liu was going to say next would be very important.
"Ten days ago, someone would come and threaten me every night. That person would come and go without a trace! He gave me five days to take my granddaughter back to Pingyang Village, otherwise he would kill Duoduo and her uncle's family." Qian Liu was afraid.
Angry again, her wrinkled hands tightly grasped the crutches.
Duoduo's uncle was a good person, and he didn't talk much during the days he stayed here. But because of this, the two of them had to come back.
Even if it means death, it would be fine if they and their grandparents died, why bother to implicate innocent people.
However, now, Qian Liu looked at the monks in front of her and felt a little hope in her heart.