Ye Xiaolan shook her head, "I don't know."
"I have been hiding here, and they never come in, but as soon as I go out, they will find me. Several times, my spirit body was almost scattered by them."
Jiang Yao was silent for a few seconds and asked a key question.
"Do you know them?"
Ye Xiaolan still shook her head.
She doesn't remember.
Jiang Yao discovered a contradiction.
Since Ye Xiaolan is also a villager, why would those villagers hurt her? Is it just because she became a ghost that she is an alien and is rejected?
The probability of this possibility is very small. First of all, Ye Xiaolan is from the Dragon Burial Village. She has lived here all year round and is familiar with the villagers. No matter how much they reject her, they will not be cruel enough to scatter her spirit body.
Looking at Ye Xiaolan's spirit body, at least she didn't look like she had suffered a lot or been abused by her parents.
That leaves the last possibility. Ye Xiaolan's memory is wrong and she is not from the village.
This is more likely.
It's not like Jiang Yao hasn't encountered weird memory problems.
For example, the memory of the little novice monk in "Yizhuang" has been changed.
She couldn't help but sigh.
It would be great if the contract could be opened, or if Bai Mao was by his side, then he could see Ye Xiaolan's lost memories.
We can only leave here after the villagers leave.
It's not that Jiang Yao hasn't thought about getting rid of all the villagers.
However, there are two obstacles that cannot be overcome.
The first is that the strength of these villagers is close to the peak of the terrifying level. When they are gathered together, she will be unable to defeat four people.
The second one is also the most critical.
If all the villagers in the Dragon Burial Village were killed, there would be very few clues.
"Where did you come from outside?"
Ye Xiaolan was floating up and down in the air, afraid of disturbing her, but she couldn't help but be curious, so she couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Yao asked, "Have you never been outside?"
Ye Xiaolan shook her head, remembering some memory fragments, and there was a hint of bitterness in her eyes.
"There are constant wars outside the village, and soldiers are being recruited from all over the country to fight."
Buried Dragon Village is hidden in the mountains and has been able to survive peacefully in troubled times.
In her memory, she heard what others said.
There are often corpses washed down from the upper reaches of the Black River, and the blood dyes the river water scarlet. When wars occur frequently, the corpses will block the water downstream.
Every day, many villagers go to the lower reaches of the Heihe River to clear water.
Therefore, people in the village are very afraid of going to the outside world.
Jiang Yao: "My homeland used to be very beautiful. There was no war. Many people loved traveling, visiting various places and getting in touch with various humanities and scenery. Until..."
Ye Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Until what?"
Jiang Yao's back was slightly arched, and he coughed violently, coughing up a pool of blood with green threads in his throat.
"Cough cough cough——"
Ye Xiaolan looked at her helplessly, disembodied and unable to help at all.
When he saw the green thread mixed in her blood, he let out an exclamation.
"Did you eat fish?"
Jiang Yao coughed for a while, leaned against the wall weakly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said instead of denying what she said.
"I ate wild vegetables from the Yinlin Mountains."
The wound was also smeared with herbal juice. He stretched out his right hand and faced the window light. The blood vessels in his arm glowed with a light green color and spread to his shoulder.
Like dense veins of green leaves, it looks weird against the pale skin.
Ye Xiaolan said hurriedly: "We must find Grandma Wushan as soon as possible, otherwise you will turn into a sheep."
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of footsteps walking outside the house kept making her run around anxiously.
The key now is not to get out.
There are all villagers outside, and they will be killed if they encounter them.
Jiang Yao's figure slowly fell down. She had not slept all night, and sleepiness had already hit her. She was sensible about the green thread growing in her body. There was no point in being anxious now. It was better to rest for a while.
"I'm going to take a nap, don't disturb me."
When Ye Xiaolan heard this, she quickly covered her mouth, fearing that it would disturb her rest.
After floating in the air for a while, seeing Jiang Yao sleeping soundly, Ye Xiaolan hesitated for a few seconds, her expression became firm, and she floated towards her.
Slept for two hours.
When Jiang Yao woke up, he found that Ye Xiaolan had retreated into the corner again, and her body had become as weak as when they first met, or even worse.
She noticed something and opened her arm sleeves. The green thread growing in her blood vessels became much lighter.
If she had half a day to survive before going to bed, now she had a full day.
Ye Xiaolan used her Yin Qi to suppress the growth of green threads in Jiang Yao's body.
That's why she is so weak.
Jiang Yao was surprised.
Unexpectedly, a ghost would waste his precious Yin Qi for a hostile human being that he had never met before.
The last two sticks of incense that were lit for her were originally intended by Jiang Yao to be used in case of emergencies. The ghosts needed to burn incense, and they also needed to burn incense to worship various gods.
This is a good thing.
But Jiang Yao didn't enter the Taoist gate, so he didn't know much about its twists and turns.
Bai Mao understands this, quite a lot. There must be burning incense in his bag, but unfortunately I don’t know where to find him now.
"Wait for me."
Since the villagers here couldn't get in or find them, she would take advantage of them.
As dusk approached, there were fewer villagers outside the house, but there were still a few villagers hanging around.
Jiang Yao climbed out of the window.
Quietly disappearing in the shadows, just like Ye Xiaolan said, the villagers often worship the mountain gods, and they must have burned incense at home.
She did not go far and went to the village house next door. Different from that dilapidated house, this was a three-story stilted wooden building with bluestone bricks paving the floor and building steps.
Jiang Yao climbed up the window edge and entered an unoccupied room with debris. What was strange was that there were iron cages containing wild beasts hanging from the beams, with dried blood remaining on the edges of the iron cages.
She stretched out her hand and wiped it, and the condensed blood turned into powder and floated in the air.
Don’t look any further and concentrate on looking for the burning incense.
After searching for a while, I found scattered incense sticks in the corner. Some of them were broken in two, damp and covered with a layer of dust. They looked like they had not been used for a long time.
Recalling Ye Xiaolan’s words.
Villagers go to Yinlin Mountain and Heihe River every day to burn incense and worship.
When did you stop worshiping?
Jiang Yao didn't have time to think too much when his ears caught an almost inaudible sound.
The sound of something dripping on the floor.
After she made sure she was in the house, she closed the wooden window with her backhand. Because it is raining continuously outside the house, if the windows are not closed, the rainwater will be blown into the house by the wind, which will easily attract the attention of the villagers.
Jiang Yao didn't look back, he randomly picked up the burning incense on the ground and stuffed it into his pocket. He immediately grabbed a handful of thick white ash on the ground and sprinkled it behind him.
"Hoo..."
The face of the villager who was almost lying on her shoulder was covered with white ash, which sprinkled into his eyes and blinded his vision. He raised his hand and wiped his eyes vigorously. His mouth was open, with black tines, and fishy saliva overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Come out and drip onto the floor.
The villagers cannot eat fish, nor can they go into Yinlin Mountain to pull wild vegetables to eat.
So what do you rely on to fill your stomach?
Nature is human.
They eat people to keep themselves full.
