Seeing that I didn't respond, the village chief sighed softly: "Oh! I'd better just say it directly!"
At this time, he seemed to be enduring great pain. His forehead was covered with sweat. He raised his hand to wipe it and said hesitantly: "Something happened in the village. Everyone... everyone was suddenly... speechless, so... .It’s like being mute!”
I couldn't help but look at the people outside. No wonder they were so quiet. It turned out they had lost their voices.
Bai Zimo was really good enough, so he left the village chief as his spokesperson.
There are so many diseases in the world, why do you choose to lose your voice?
Is there any reason for this?
I really wanted to ask Bai Zimo, but then I thought, it would be better to listen to what the village chief said first.
The village chief seemed to be afraid that I would suspect something, and then said: "I am the only one who can still speak out, but as you heard, my voice is also hoarse, and I think I will lose my voice soon!"
He looked at me with pleading eyes: "Alian, Yinhua said in her dream last night that you have a way to save everyone. Please, save the whole village!"
Silver flower again.
It seemed that this fake mountain god wasn't using her enough. Bai Zimo wanted to use her again.
Not only did he die a wronged death, but he also had to be used as a tool after death.
How pitiful!
Since Bai Zimo used Yinhua's mouth to ask them to come to me, there will definitely be a countermeasure, so I'm not too afraid.
He just pretended not to know and asked: "But, village chief, I don't know how to cure this disease? Did Sister Yinhua make a mistake?"
In fact, I also wanted to test it to see if the memories of the villagers when they were controlled by the fake mountain god were really gone.
"Alian, you have studied medicine with Yun Yan for so many years, and you have been admitted to medical school. You must be able to save everyone! Yinhua will not lie to us!" The village chief stood up straight, with a very firm look on his face.
It seemed that he had no memory of ever treating me that way, and from the looks in his eyes and those of other villagers, I could see that their attitudes towards me were very different from before.
Maybe this is what Bai Zimo wants.
He not only made the villagers lose the memory of hurting me, but also made them forget that I had the white snake birthmark on my body.
But there must be a reason why he silenced the whole village.
Maybe this is the clue for the black shadow to create chaos.
Then he said to the village chief: "Then can you tell me how we became like this? When did we start to be unable to make a sound?"
During this time, the village has been in a state of chaos. If we don’t figure things out, I won’t feel safe leaving.
The village chief's white hair was messy in the early morning breeze, and his wrinkled face was full of embarrassment. He looked at his wife beside him as if he was hesitant to speak.
It seems that I guessed right. There is an inside story behind the collective silence of the villagers.
Yinhua's death was probably not just as simple as dystocia.
Otherwise, the rockery god would not use Yinhua's death to create a dream and let the villagers kidnap me to sacrifice to the mountain god.
I would like to see what these villagers can remember now.
The village elder's wife nodded to him with tears in her eyes, indicating that he would tell him the story.
My adoptive father had been following me just now. Seeing that the village chief was having too much trouble talking, he brought him a glass of water from the house to moisten his throat.
The village chief took a few sips of water, but his voice was still so hoarse and unpleasant, but at least he spoke coherently, much better than the weak look before.
"This matter has to start from the day of Ghost Festival."
What the village chief said was similar to what my adoptive father told me before, that Yinhua was sent back by her husband's family after she died in childbirth.
The old couple had only one daughter. Unexpectedly, they had only been married for two years and died due to dystocia. Her husband's family was unwilling to pay for the funeral expenses. They were in unbearable grief, but they did not dare to go to her in-laws to argue with her, so they had to swallow their anger.
He found someone to find a burial date for his daughter. It was the day after the Ghost Festival. Because he was in a hurry and didn't prepare enough things, he came up with the idea of borrowing some from the ancestral hall and using it first, and then returning it later.
So he discussed it with the villagers, and everyone agreed. Someone from every household in the village came to help, and arrangements for the funeral began.
I thought that once the funeral was done, it would be over.
Unexpectedly, that night, Yinhua came back to life and gave birth to a baby girl in the coffin.
Hearing this, the hairs on my body stood up involuntarily.
Although I have now seen aliens like Bai Zimo and Liu Yiran, I also know that there are monsters like Heiying.
But dead people can be resurrected and have children. I really can't believe this.
I even wondered if the village chief was too sad and had hallucinations.
Or is this also a memory implanted by Bai Zimo?
In short, some can't tell the difference between true and false.
But I didn't show it, I still pretended to be calm and continued to listen.
I feel like my acting skills are getting better and better.
If they had some skills like Bai Zimo and others, they would probably dare to pretend to be mountain gods.
The village chief saw that I was not surprised. He only paused for a moment and then continued.
Everyone present was shocked. No one had ever seen such a scene. The village chief and his wife were also frightened on the spot. They had never dreamed that their daughter would actually give birth to a child in a coffin.
Just when they were at a loss, a burst of black smoke came and swept away the newborn child.
Everyone wanted to scream, but then they realized that they could not make any sound, and everyone became mute at the same time.
And the Yinhua who gave birth to the child lost her breath again.
Life from the dead?
Could such a scene have been created by Bai Zimo?
I asked silently in my mind.
Bai Zimo's voice immediately rang in my ears: "No, he's not talking nonsense, it's true!"
ah?
I feel like this is a bit silly.
How should I put it, it feels like listening to a ghost story. Li Yuetong likes to read novels. Cultivation and supernatural are all her favorites.
I often secretly buy those novels and read them in bed, and after reading them, I would tell them to me. I never thought that such novel plots could actually happen in real life.
If it were just the village chief saying it, I wouldn't believe it at all.
But now Bai Zimo said that it was indeed true, and although the other villagers could not speak, they kept nodding.
It seems that the matter of Yinhua laying the coffin is a certainty.
But what is the black shadow doing taking away a coffin?
What do these things have to do with preventing Bai Zimo from waking up and finding the inner elixir to restore his true body?
"Is it your fault that they all lost their voices?" I asked silently in my heart.
"Yes and no, Alian, you just need to make them believe that you are the only one who can save them, and you don't need to think too much about the rest!"
Bai Zimo's words were ambiguous. What do you mean by yes or no?
If you do it, you do it. There is nothing you dare not admit.
Could it be that this was not something he did deliberately to make me accepted by the villagers, but that he had some hidden agenda?
Can't figure it out.
At this time, the village chief's wife had been crying silently for a while, and her whole body was shaking like chaff. I was a little afraid that such a scene was true, because I didn't know how to comfort her.
The white-haired man just sent the black-haired man to pour down, and he also made a coffin whose whereabouts are unknown. How can ordinary people accept it?
The village chief supported his wife, looked at me silently and said: "This is what happened. Everyone has been anxious these past few days because they were speechless. Yinhua's funeral has not been dealt with. Unexpectedly, Yinhua asked her in a dream Tell everyone that you have a way to cure our aphonia, so we all came here."
"Village chief, do you know what the dark shadow that swept away the child was?" I looked at him steadily and asked.
The village chief shook his head: "It happened so suddenly, none of us saw it clearly!"
I suspect that the black shadow is the rockery god, but what is her purpose in doing this?
What kind of disturbance can a coffin cause?
"Then have you looked for that child in the past few days?"
"Of course I have looked for it, but I have searched everywhere and there is nothing. Moreover, I think everyone is speechless at the same time. Are they poisoned?" The village chief looked at me doubtfully, as if he wanted to get an answer from me. of.
"Poisoned?" I looked at him puzzled: "Why do you say that?"
"If it's not poisoning, how can we explain all this? Look at everyone, men, women, old and young, they are all the same!"
The village chief said and looked at the villagers at the scene, his eyes full of helplessness.
I can naturally see that the villagers are not poisoned, but to treat the disease, you must prescribe the right medicine.
Whether it was the opportunity Bai Zimo deliberately left for me or the problem created by the fake mountain god, it must be solved.
I wanted to ask Bai Zimo in my mind where to start.
But then I thought about it, if I depended on him for everything, what progress would I make?
Since these things come to me, they have a certain connection with me.
Even if I didn't have the white snake on me, I probably wouldn't be able to avoid it.
The fact that Bai Zimo can wake up in my body also shows that I have a close relationship with him.
Although the people in Yunjia Village were not friendly to me before, I couldn't do anything to watch them being hurt.
He said to the village chief: "It's really unusual for so many people to lose their voices at the same time. Let me see what's going on first. If it's poisoning, we have to find an antidote."
The village chief nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'd like to thank you in advance on behalf of everyone!"
The adoptive father coughed lightly at the side, then pulled my arm and whispered in my ear: "Alian, there are things you can and can't do in everything. Can you really let go of how they treated you before?"
I raised the corner of my mouth and smiled softly at my adoptive father. I could guess from his expression that he was not afraid that I would treat the villagers, but that he was afraid that I would use this opportunity to take revenge.
This is the life of hundreds of people.
Even if I hold a grudge, I can't make fun of everyone's lives.
"Dad, I will be careful, I can cure their disease!"
When my adoptive father saw what I said, he relaxed a little.
I checked the village chief's pulse. It was stable and there was no problem. There were no toxins in his body, so I wanted to check the condition of his throat.
Upon seeing this, the adoptive father took a chair and motioned to the village chief to sit down and open his mouth for me to check.
Then he took out a flashlight and handed it to me, and asked smoothly: "Alian, do you see what's going on?"
The adoptive father said, turned on the flashlight and came over to take a look, but he took one look and gasped.
Turn around and look at me.
His eyes were full of inquiry.
I shook my head slightly and said to him: "The reason has been found. It is indeed poisoning. We can start making the antidote!"
The adoptive father frowned and his lips trembled, and finally he understood why I said that.
Apart from explaining it by poisoning, there is no way to tell everyone the truth about the loss of voice.
Because what we see inside the village chief’s throat is a small black snake…
