The Taoist priest lay on Luo Jiutian's back and looked at the road ahead in confusion.
"Jiutian, where are we going?"
"I feel that Panlongchi suddenly changed its position," Luo Jiutian said as he ran, "I don't know what happened. I was still in the mountains just now, but now..."
"In that woods?"
The two walked around some willow trees and saw the lake on the edge of the village. A path passed through the green lake and led directly to a dark green forest.
Not long ago, Luo Jiutian was carrying the Taoist priest on his back to enter the mountain, but he changed direction halfway and came here.
After listening to the Taoist priest's question, Luo Jiutian nodded, but did not speak. He was also thinking.
Is there something wrong with Xiaolan?
"I don't think I've ever seen this place before." The Taoist priest looked around and said.
"I have seen it before," Luo Jiutian glanced around a few times, "That group of people started attacking me from here."
"You mean, this is the girl they burned to death here?" The Taoist priest was very interested in this.
"Yes," Luo Jiutian stopped, thought for a moment, raised his hand and pointed, "It's probably at that location."
"Can we go over there and take a look?"
Luo Jiutian didn't quite understand, but agreed.
The two of them walked there.
Luo Jiutian looked around, "There are no traces now, and I don't know what happened."
"I know."
The Taoist priest stared closely at the yellow soil at the feet of the two of them and said.
Luo Jiutian turned his head and asked, "Do you know about that girl?"
"It's not that girl, it's us." The Taoist Master took out a charm from his arms with great difficulty, and then threw it to the ground, "We are finally back."
"Back?"
"We finally returned to the current Lianshui Village, and finally returned to the normal timeline," the Taoist priest pointed to the talisman on the ground. The talisman had begun to burn, and the silver fire was jumping on the ground. "Look, my
The spell works."
"Great." Luo Jiutian said.
But what he was thinking was that such a thrifty Taoist priest actually used a charm to test the timeline. It seemed that through his guidance, the Taoist priest's view of money had been greatly improved.
"In that case, let's continue walking." Luo Jiutian said as he waited patiently for the spell to finish burning.
"Wait a minute," the Taoist Master gently grabbed Luo Jiutian's sleeve, and still pointed at the ashes of the spell with his other hand, "Jiutian, look."
The ashes were blown away by the wind and gradually gathered into a vague shape on the ground.
"This is……"
Luo Jiutian tilted his head and stared at the ashes, rotating the direction little by little.
"Do you see clearly?"
Luo Jiutian's eyes widened instantly, "This, this, this... Taoist priest, did I see it wrong? Why do I think this is a face!"
"This is a human face."
"What's going on?"
"This is a charm I created myself. I call it the Human Face Curse," the Taoist Master said with a hint of pride. "The Human Face Curse can remember people's faces. If those people lose their lives, the Human Face Curse can remember people's faces."
The place where the man died appears again, just like it is now. Do you think this face looks like the white-faced girl you saw?"
"Hmm..." Luo Jiutian curled his lips, "It doesn't really look like it. In fact, the girl I saw had a long oval face, and this face was round..."
"The face made of paper dust will definitely be deformed..."
"It's not a matter of transformation," Luo Jiutian said with certainty, "I'm sure, Taoist Master, this is not the person I saw... And, you mean, your talisman has seen that girl? In other words, you have seen that girl
That girl?"
The Taoist priest was also staring down at the face. After a while, he seemed to finally have the answer.
"I remembered, I remembered this face," the Taoist priest said, "I saw her in the crematorium."
The Human Face Curse must have imprinted this man's appearance at that time.
"Those dead people?"
"Yes," the Taoist priest nodded, "she is one of them."
"So, more than one person died here..." Luo Jiutian felt the back of his head getting cold, "Could it be that those girls, they all..."
A breeze blew up and rippled across the water, bringing with it a somewhat chilly early autumn atmosphere.
On the empty grass, countless silent figures seemed to appear in an instant.
Countless extinguished white candles.
Luo Jiutang shook his head vigorously and drove that image out of his mind.
He didn't hear what the Taoist priest was saying clearly, and only heard half of the sentence "This is the real crematorium."
"What?"
"This is where the villagers burned women," the Taoist priest said. "The cremator was filled with only their ashes, so they could not return to the place of death to complete the retrieval. They could only
Trapped in the crematorium, unable to leave."
"Then what should we do?" Luo Jiutian asked, "dig out the ashes in the crematorium? But... those ashes seem to have become part of the crematorium."
The Taoist priest sighed, "We don't have time. Jiutian, let's go find your Panlong Pond first. It's important to save the living people."
The two set off again, and soon ran onto the path by the lake. Without hesitation, the two of them plunged into the ghost forest. Another gust of wind hit them, and the ashes were pulled by the wind. After a few seconds, the
His face disappeared.
The Taoist priest raised his head and looked at the scattered sunlight shining through the dense canopy of trees.
"Be careful, Jiutian," he reminded uneasily, "it's getting darker inside."
"I'm not afraid. Besides, Taoist Priest, don't you have a talisman that can shine?"
"...There are not many left."
"Taoist Priest, I will ask my father to approve a cart for you after we get down from the mountain."
The Taoist priest curled his lips and said, "Jiutian, the talisman consumes spiritual energy. Although it only consumes a small part, it should not be too extravagant."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, my father's spiritual energy is useless. Have you never seen him fight? Alas, I went out to brag to others about how powerful my father was, but they didn't believe it. My father really admired the past.
His virtue convinces others."
The Taoist priest raised his eyes and thought for a while.
The last time I saw Lao Luo take action, who was it that took care of him?
It seems that Xiaolan was whipped for no apparent reason.
"Vice-President Luo usually recuperates his energy and is waiting for the critical moment to accumulate strength," the Taoist priest said. "We can't trouble him with such trivial matters anymore."
"Why is this such a trivial matter? Taoist priest, you are my savior and my dad's best friend..."
"...Jiutian, stop talking."
Luo Jiutian really shut his mouth obediently, but not because of the Taoist priest's words.
He stood between two strange-shaped dwarf pine trees and looked forward blankly.
The Taoist priest followed his gaze.
A few meters away, between the trees, a wooden house stood looming in front of it.