The land in Huangtu Tang was barren and full of sand and gravel. It was impossible to dig a well and there were no rivers passing through it. It was difficult to draw water and had to carry water from far away.
Every household has a large water tank in its courtyard to collect rainwater.
Lan Xiuxiu sneered. After doing all this, she returned to the pig pen again, lying on the straw numbly, waiting quietly.
"Oh, people are dead, people are dead."
"What kind of evil has this done? Why are all the good Luo family dead? Oh my God, good people are not rewarded well, and bad people live for thousands of years."
"Isn't that the reason? The Luo family's crazy woman used to break things every day and cause trouble in the village, but God didn't accept her."
"Bah, this unruly woman, why can't she look down on such an honest person like the Luo family boy? She still wants to run away every day?"
"Hey, they are such an honest family. It's a pity that this crazy woman probably killed them because of her stubbornness."
Outside the pigsty, the villagers' voices could be heard discussing.
Lan Xiuxiu listened dumbly, her anger no longer felt in her heart, only her heart was filled with despair.
Mrs. Hou stopped the spell, and Li Jun returned to reality from the illusion. The weather was cold, and Lan Xiuxiu lay on the ground, motionless.
His back was sunken, his fingers were trampled to pieces, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Yan Shi's face turned pale, his whole body was shaking, and the three fingers on his right hand were shaking even more violently: "No, that's not the case, you all lied to me."
"I want you all dead."
With a cruel smile on Yan Shi's cold face, Centipede's true form appeared, with fire constantly coming out of his chest.
"No, the devil's fire is burning my heart, Yan Shanshen is possessed by the devil, we must stop it." Mrs. Hou's body was erratic, and she also showed a ghost body.
The eight nails kept rotating around her.
"Okay, I'll stop it."
Li Jun turned his head and said to one of the longest iron nails, this is Mrs. Hou's real body, and the erratic female ghost is just a blindfold.
now.
The village chief was so frightened that he peeed instantly. His legs went weak and he knelt down. He wanted to run away, but he couldn't move a step. The other women with long tongues who were watching were even more frightened and fainted.
"Yan Shi, stop."
Li Jun moved quickly, grabbed Lan Xiuxiu, and held it in front of the giant centipede.
"Your wife has endured decades of suffering, but she is still alive. Do you know why?"
Looking at Lan Xiuxiu in front of him, the giant centipede finally regained its sanity. It tilted its head and watched quietly, its eyes struggling.
Li Jun saw that this trick was effective.
Strike while the iron is hot.
"Because she loves you. She has been waiting for you to come to her. Now, she has finally arrived. Don't you recognize her?"
"How sad she must be."
The giant centipede looked up to the sky and roared sadly, its body slowly shrank, and turned back into a stone again.
He finally shed tears.
Mrs. Hou was moved. Yan Shi was famous for being ruthless. Let alone cry, he rarely even smiled.
"Xiuxiu!"
Yan Shi finally hugged Lan Xiuxiu's body, tears of regret flowed out.
Lan Xiuxiu woke up faintly, enduring the huge pain and sighed: "Finally, I've waited. I can leave. I'm so tired. Our child, me, I haven't been found. I'm sorry."
After Lan Xiuxiu said these words, she could no longer hold on and finally died of anger.
Li Jun stepped forward and advised: "My condolences."
Yan Shi hugged Lan Xiuxiu and half-knelt on the ground. His figure became fainter and fainter, and he felt like he was going to disappear at any time.
"Shen Yanshan, what's wrong with you?"
Li Jun couldn't help but ask.
Yan Shi smiled and said: "I have been dead for many years. My obsession was hatred. Now that the hatred has disappeared, there is naturally no reason to exist."
After a pause, Yan Shi continued.
"This is my calamity. If I fail to overcome the calamity, I will die. In fact, in real terms, I am not Yan Shi. Alas~ In a sense, we ghosts are more pitiful than humans!"
"Neither love nor hate is my own, but I have been trapped by love and hate my whole life. The stronger I am, the more difficult it is to overcome the disaster, but ordinary ghosts and ghosts are more carefree." Yan Shi sighed.
"All living beings suffer, God Yanshan. You have soul training skills and a centipede demon body. Even if your obsession disappears, you can still live. Believe in yourself and you must live."
"hehe."
Yan Shi raised his head and smiled: "Li Jun, you are very strange. I am a demon and you are a human being. We are the enemy of life and death. My soul is gone. It is also good for you."
As long as Yan Shi is alive, Li Jun's secret may be leaked. Yan Shi has been adhering to the belief that dead things are the safest for so many years.
Li Jun shook his head: "Yanshan God, you don't understand, stop talking, close your eyes, all thoughts will disappear, just stick to your heart."
Yan Shi smiled, closed his eyes as Li Jun said, and suddenly said something.
"Li Jun, you know, in fact, many years ago, I had a premonition that today would happen, so I planted a demonic fire in my heart in advance. The demonic fire would burn her heart and kill her. This is considered a success in overcoming the tribulation."
Li Jun was speechless. He really couldn't understand ghosts. Yao Jinniang was also obsessed with hatred, but she had to give up killing the betrayed person in order to survive the disaster.
Yan Shi's obsession is also hatred, but his solution is completely different from Yao Jinniang's.
The world of ghosts and ghosts is too complicated.
If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it.
At this moment, Yan Shi had closed his eyes, and his figure became fainter and fainter until it completely disappeared.
Li Jun stood there, quietly feeling his sadness...
In the pine forest, Yan Shi, a mortal, fell down in a pool of blood in despair, tears falling drop by drop, and his mind was filled with the figure of Lan Xiuxiu.
He is about to die, and the only thing he can't worry about is his wife. She is so simple and kind, and I really want to take care of her for the rest of my life!
Lan Xiuxiu, I don't hate you, as long as you live a good life, that's enough.
After accepting Yan Shi's memory, Li Jun finally understood that Yan Shi's obsession was actually love.
He loves his wife.
If you want to successfully overcome the tribulation, you can only cut off your love and commit suicide by committing suicide yourself.
In order to successfully overcome the disaster, he modified his memory to make it easier to kill.
"Ghosts are really unreasonable."
Li Jun shook his head, not knowing how to evaluate him. If Li Jun hadn't intervened, Yan Shi would have succeeded in overcoming the disaster long ago.
"My lord, do you see?"
He San suddenly pointed at a small centipede crawling on Lan Xiuxiu's chest.
Li Jun frowned, walked over and stretched out his palm. The little centipede seemed to have spirituality, crawled into Li Jun's palm, and hissed.
"loss."
He San said depressedly: "My lord, it would be great if you didn't mind your own business. After Yan Shi succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and took off the centipede monster body, he agreed to give this thing to us.
Now it's good, what can this little centipede be used for? Even if it is sold to a Chinese medicine shop, it is not worth a lot of money. We are at a loss. After all this hard work, we got a broken slip."
Li Jun ignored He San. He held the little centipede in his palm: "Don't worry, I will bury your wife properly and help you find your lost son."
"After settling this matter, it's up to you to stay or go."
The little centipede seemed to understand Li Jun's words, raised his head and nodded.
"You are hiding in my hair for now."
The little centipede quickly climbed up, got into Li Jun's hair, found a comfortable position, and lay still.