Some people say that the desolation of Sanliting is due to the famine during the Tianqi period, while others say it is due to the great epidemic during the Chongzhen period. After all, this kind of regional disaster cannot be recorded in the history books. Such speculation is also due to the few entries in the county annals.
[In the seventh year of the Apocalypse, there was a flood, and the crops appeared and were washed away, and there was hunger. 】
[In the twelfth year of Chongzhen, heavy rains continued for days, the water rose, and those who drowned were unaccounted for and hungry. 】
The villagers of Sanliting do not know their surnames, are brave and vulgar, and are ugly in appearance. They are of their own kind and rarely interact with the town. They only know how to cultivate a few thin fields in Cao Xie Gorge. Even fewer people have the opportunity to inquire about the story.
But in the memory of Xiamei Town, the story has been enriched and derived into many details.
Many old people in the town remember that there was once a lunatic who ran away from Sanliting. He would appear on the edge of Xiamei Town every now and then, carrying a shabby bag and saying he wanted to sell grain. But when he opened it, he found only straw and thatch.
Zhao Wulang, who was hiding in the tofu shop and working day and night in the town, and who was already aging prematurely, mysteriously told his neighbors after drinking that Sanliting was not that mysterious, and that his uncle and grandma's sister married there.
When I first got married, life was pretty good in Sanliting. The surplus grain could make farmhouse wine, and the relative had a smile on his face when he returned to his parents' home. But as time went on, she became more and more withdrawn and spoke less and less.
She comes back on time on the 28th of every month. It can be seen that she does not say hello to her parents when she sees them. She never eats fish and crabs, and is not sensitive to chickens and ducks. She always carries a jagged and prickly stone in her arms.
What's a little unusual is that she only takes a second look when she sees the children at home.
The old man in the family told Zhao Wulang that it was not an ordinary look, but the look in his eyes made him want to break it apart and crush it, and he wanted to dig out his stomach and take a clear look. Regarding this problem, her family suspected that she would not be able to give birth to a child, and they began to worry about her returning to her parents' home.
The opportunity for the two parties to cut off contact was when her family found her sitting by the water tank late at night, washing something. After a lot of questioning, the relative opened his mouth, and the teeth inside fell out one after another, revealing the wriggling foreign matter that stuck to the mouth and penetrated into the skin and muscles. The rotten wound looked like it was covered with scabies...
After the drunken talk that day, everyone in the town said that Zhao Wulang's family made tofu just for this relative. No matter how he swore when he woke up, his family's business was visibly declining, and he was visibly getting older.
Stories about Sanliting emerged one after another, but they could not solve Jiang Wen's current practical problems.
He got lost when he came back from looking for medicine.
This deserted village is close to the ancient road, but the two are like parasitic vines tightly bound to a dead tree. Only the useless parts multiply quickly and tighten into the texture of the tree, as if they are one.
Starting from the foot of the mountain, Jiang Wen walked slowly along the west side of the village, marking the path he had taken before. The field ridges that had been trampled on for many years were covered with plantains, forming a strange green path.
Jiang Wen went to the mountains because that was the only place where he could find the main ingredient of Da Xiexin Decoction. It was difficult to prepare five bowls of the medicine, but the pharmacology was known and it was possible to use a few main ingredients to remove the heart poison first.
But no matter how he walked, he could never finish the field ridge in front of the village. When he looked back, he saw that the winding foothills were always not far behind him.
"Ghost hits the wall?"
Jiang Wen muttered to himself, "This is like hitting my head!"
Having said that, he clicked his teeth on the spot and recited the secret key to remove the twenty-first night curse of the six-day hidden curse!
"I am the Little God of God, the Master of the Three Heavens. I received the instructions from the Supreme God in the past to kill evil spirits. Corpses wandering at night, seven evil demon spirits, nine ghosts working together as thieves, and thousands of demons swarming. Heba Tubing, the giant beast Luo Thousands. I will slay all the monsters, and I will be the only one left to die."
The weeds on both sides were taller than ordinary people. At this time, the night wind was blowing and rustling. Jiang Wen's voice seemed to have disturbed something. He twitched his ears to listen to the movement in all directions, followed the trail and jumped forward, preparing to capture the lonely ghost. !
...and then scared away a few quails and pheasants nesting on the ground, and harvested four common bird eggs.
"Humph, you can't spoil them..."
Since there was no one around, Jiang Wen said a harsh word casually, put the eggs in his pocket, and continued to wander in distress in the vast wilderness.
This incident also made him confirm something again. Every other line was like a mountain, and the incantation he recited seemed to only strengthen his courage.
Jiang Wen thought for a while, there might be something wrong with this road, so he couldn't walk along it.
But do you want him to break into this wilderness where you can't see your feet clearly?
But then he thought about a better landmark - the social tree at the entrance of the village. He could just go that way!
"I don't have Taoist skills, but I have martial arts!"
Even the most mysterious zombie in history, the Wang General, was stabbed several times during a ribbon cutting in Shenzhen. Therefore, all magical powers are not as good as martial arts. No matter how advanced your kung fu is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. Is this true?
The so-called ghost hitting the wall phenomenon is because the essence of biological movement is circular movement. If there is no target, the instinctive movement of any living thing is a circle - well, even if martial arts has not made a difference, has science plus martial arts made a difference?
Jiang Wen kept his sight on his target and walked straight, ignoring everything that might confuse his vision. This time, the headache-inducing ghost attack did not happen again.
When he came to his senses, he was already standing at the end of the road. Jiang Wen climbed over a low wall and saw the towering citron tree at the entrance of the village.
"You really have to believe in science. Look at this guy, he is so stupid..."
At this moment, the moonlit night was shining brightly, and there was a shadow floating on the high branches of the She tree, as if waving. When Jiang Wen approached, he slowly disappeared into the trees...
"...Give me my science back!"
Jiang Wennu felt angry in his heart, and without any regard for the ghost's face, he jumped onto the tree trunk, determined to seek an explanation from this ghost who did not follow the Basic Law.
But after Jiang Wen climbed to a high place, there was nothing on the tree trunk.
He took advantage of the moonlight to break through the heavy clouds and looked into the grass not far away, and vaguely saw the flickering of dim light.
Standing at a high place, Jiang Wen finally understood why the field ridge was solid and flat, but there was no extension to the field ridge - because between the weeds, there were densely packed tombs with restless and squirming tombs!
In the middle of this barren grave, there was a short black shadow that was a little shorter than an ordinary person. It was all in one body in a daze and was walking in the grass.
What’s even weirder is that this thing has no head in one piece. It’s not crawling, crawling, walking, or beating. Instead, it’s head and feet alternately land on the ground, rolling forward...
"Wuxu month Bingshen day Wuxu time..."
"I just happened to come in at this time..."
An indistinguishable and sinister voice sounded beside Jiang Wen.
A woman in red clothes suddenly appeared on the branch, standing with beautiful makeup, but her face under the red gauze was made of ferocious rice paper.
The oil on the paper face is visible, some places are bright and some are dark, and the mouth is moving slightly with an evil smile.
Jiang Wen suddenly turned around, only one foot away from that terrifying face, and their eyes met.
The expression on Jiang Wen's face was extremely stiff, his neck muscles were twitching slightly, and he couldn't say a word with his mouth open...
Then he sneezed.
"I'm sorry, girl..."
Jiang Wen rubbed his nose, reached out and grabbed the empty sleeves of the paper man in red and wiped them. He said with great gratitude, "I got lost here, and there are bastards who are somersaulting in the ground trying to scare me. Do you have any questions?" Did you see anyone suspicious?"
The paper man in red had his mouth tightly closed, and his eyes painted with thick ink were empty and silent.
Jiang Wen thought for a while, then took out two bird eggs from his pocket.
"I'm not asking you for nothing, tell me where the suspect is and these two eggs will be yours!"
