The child's face was yellowish, his cheeks were stained with ash, dirty, and a velvet flower pierced on his head, but she was a little girl with good features.

She looked at the Lingguo with hesitation, as if she wanted to lean over but didn't dare.

Upon seeing this, the San Xiu patiently coaxed a few more words, and the little girl slowly moved to his side and reached out to pick up the spirit fruit.

San Xiu shook his hand, avoiding her, and said: "You tell me first, are there any special rumors in your village?"

The little girl hesitated, then said, "Yes."

"What's it?" San Xiu was overjoyed and asked quickly.

"Grandpa said, if the elder brother of the village chief's family does not marry a wife, it will be bad." The little girl bit her lip. "So let us all be good at home, and he has to help collect the bride price."

Marry a wife?

bride price?

San Xiu frowned. He followed the ancestors of Woqiu and the fourth elders of the Xiao family, who entered the village only later, but he didn't hear much about the happy event in the village.

At this moment, I thought for a while, felt clueless, and continued to ask: "What else?"

"More?" The little girl looked at the spirit fruit in his hand blankly, somewhat dumbfounded, "and... I don't know."

As if perceiving the gloomy expression on San Xiu's face, not far away, several of the little girl's companions summoned the courage to say, "There is also a ballad. Grandpa said it was uploaded by the ancestor. Do you want to listen to it?"

San Xiu immediately said: "Say it!"

The children nodded, waved the willow branches in their hands, and sang in unison: "Yangliuer is alive, spinning tops."

Only after the words fell, San Xiu was suddenly dizzy.

San Xiu was shocked, he looked around while staggering, and was surprised to find that he turned into a spinning top? ? ?

Surrounded by children who had just looked terrified, they waved willow branches in their hands, and pulled them down with a laugh.

The crisp nursery rhyme continues: "Yang Liuerqing, let go of the bell."

"Yang Liuer died and kicked the shuttlecock."

"The willows sprout, beat the baer. [Note]"

After a while, the children worked together to collect the scattered repairs and pile them under the willow tree.

The roots of the willow tree squirmed and quickly swallowed all the flesh and bones, and the courtyard quickly returned to its original calm.

…Xiao Zhongtao kicked open a door, revealing a simple interior room. In the room, a mortal woman dressed as a young woman stood up in front of the spinning wheel in shock.

The woman's complexion was sallow, but her eyebrows were faintly beautiful, and she looked at them with fear and dread.

Xiao Zhongtao ignored her, went forward and smashed all the boxes, tables, chairs and beds apart, and digged another inch of the ground and inspected the walls of the roof... At this time, the stunned woman finally came back to her senses, and asked Nene. : "You... how dare you break into my house?"

Xiao Zhongtao smiled coldly and said: "Find something, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a blockage in his throat. Soon, his limbs were sore and limp, like being caught by something. All of his strength was suddenly drew off, and his mana was silent, and he was struggling and unable to mobilize the slightest... soon, He and the companions who accompanied him during the foundation-building period were all lifted up by invisible forces, and blood gurgled...

Below, the mortal woman saw this scene and sighed slightly, then sat back and continued to weave.

The blood was wet-wet the spinning thread, and the original tooth-white homespun cloth gradually turned to crimson... The woman looked at it, and gradually stretched her eyebrows, revealing the color of joy.

At the same time, the old ancestor of Woqiu was standing in front of an old man with an old manner, his eyes were wide open, his expression was terrified, and there was a sound of "hoho" in his throat. However, no matter how terrified he was, the invisible power would still It hung into the air a little bit...

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Catalpa Village.

Village East.

A dilapidated house stands alone, and it is hundreds of meters away from the nearest private house.

The villagers who led the way sent them to the door and left.

The crowd couldn't keep it, so they turned their heads and looked at the house in front of them.

It can be seen from this place that it was very sophisticated when it was built, and it occupies a vast area.

It's just that there is no grass inside and outside, and there is no vegetation.

Qiao Ciguang took the lead and walked into the yard, and looked around, except for the coldness and coldness caused by no one inhabited all the year round, no abnormalities were found.

She then urged everyone: "Don't make noise in the village, don't force the empty door, don't attack the villagers, don't wear red at night, don't use hairpins during the day."

"This is a taboo in the village. Everyone must keep it in mind, and don't offend it if it is not a last resort."

A group of people responded one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ciguang called several juniors and Shi Wanli aside, and said in a voice transmission, "What do you think about this village?"

This time, there are four people from the same school who went to the island with her, Ruan Zhi, Zhang Jing, Chu Hanbei, and Zhong Shizhu, all of whom were cultivated during the pill-forming period.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Zhi said immediately: "The most suspicious thing now is the funeral in the village."

"On the way here just now, the elder sister asked many times, who was the dead and how they passed away, but the villager didn't want to say anything."

"Sister, there is something wrong with this village. Maybe the villagers we just saw are not living people at all, but sneaky pretends?" said a female repairman wearing a double snail bun and a cyan skirt.

This is Zhang Jing.

"That's right! Sister, do we want to try it out?" Chu Hanbei, a female Xiu wearing a Suiyun bun and a yellow shirt and pine green skirt, also said, "If these villagers are not alive at all, then we will come. A demon-killing defense can also solve the root cause of the village's treacherousness."

Zhong Shizhu, who had not spoken all the time, nodded gently: "This floating island is related to Yousu Tomb, and Yousu Tomb is the habitat of thousands of ghosts and hates everything about the living. And these villagers are all mortals and have no cultivation base. In the body, according to common sense, how can they survive on the floating island?"

Listening to the younger sisters expressing their opinions, Qiao Ciguang's expression remained unchanged. Several younger sisters suspected that there was a problem with the villagers in the village. She was like this at the beginning, but...

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang turned to Shi Wanli: "Lord Shi, what do you think?"

Shi Wanli frowned, thought for a moment, and then said: "There must be a problem with this village! But those villagers, it's not easy to make a conclusion now."

"After all, whether the villagers are alive or not is actually not the most important thing."

"The most important thing is that they are kind to us, are they malicious?"

"We are not outside the evil spirits. If the situation of the villagers is different, but there is no malice towards us, if we do this, it would be unfair and upright, and it would be contrary to the spirit of our Dao."

"From the contacts so far, they took the initiative to tell us the rules of the village."

"Next, we'd better verify that these rules are true or not."

"If the rules are true, it means that no matter how these villagers survived on the island, or whether they are still alive, they are not enemies."

"Otherwise, don't say anything. Wouldn't it be good to wait for us to break the taboo?"

"If the rules are false, we will make plans."

Hearing this, Qiao Ciguang nodded slightly: "Yes! This is the truth. However, in my experience, there are some evil and cunning, and the words are mixed with true and false, which is very confusing. So next, we still need to be careful. "

[Note] From "Scene of the Imperial Capital".