The appearance of this old voice was unexpected by everyone.
Even if it was just the first time they heard it, Ning Qiushui and the others were almost certain that the source of this sound was the Ruan Goddess in the village!
Before the other party entered the room, a terrifying sense of oppression had already passed through the dilapidated wooden door and rushed toward him!
Soon, the door was pushed open.
An old face appeared in front of everyone.
The moment he saw this face, the middle-aged man in the room collapsed to the ground, as if he had lost all his strength, and even the look in his eyes was lost.
He knew that he was finished.
I don’t know when the goddess stood outside the house, and how long she listened to their conversation. If the goddess heard the content of their conversation just now...
The middle-aged man's heart is filled with fear and despair.
He knows the methods of the Goddess.
I can’t imagine what terrible things will happen next...
"There should be a guest house specially prepared for foreign guests in the village. The three of them suddenly ran into the village. What happened?"
This goddess is dressed in a rich appearance, holding a dragon-headed crutch in her hand, and a very special wooden sign on her waist as thick as a bucket.
The three of them have seen this wooden sign many times. It is the identity sign of the Ruan family.
"It's nothing... I just suddenly noticed that the aunt who was serving food in the cafeteria had changed. I asked casually. I heard that aunt was not in good health. I happen to be studying medicine, so I came over to take a look."
Ning Qiushui's face didn't turn red, her heart didn't beat, and she calmly answered the goddess's words.
He wasn't lying.
Every word of the above sentence is true.
The goddess glanced at Ning Qiushui.
Her eyes were very scary, like a hungry wolf in the forest sizing up its prey.
And Ning Qiushui keenly noticed... there was a red spot on the goddess's neck near her shoulders.
Although the goddess's clothes were quite tight, she could still vaguely see that the red spots were a type of sores, covering a large circle around her neck.
At first glance, it even gives the illusion that there is a circle of blood on the neck of the goddess.
"There is no doctor in the village, but we have our own methods of treating diseases, so I won't bother you."
As the goddess spoke, she slowly walked up to the woman lying on the bed. He looked at the woman with cold eyes. Rather than looking at a person, he looked at a corpse.
The goddess slowly stretched out her right hand towards the woman on the bed. At this moment, the man in the room suddenly looked like he was going crazy. He rushed towards the goddess, hugged her legs, and begged miserably:
"Lord Goddess... Sir, please be kind and let her live!"
"Lanzi just had a fever and her head was burned. She, she didn't say anything!"
"I said it, I said it, please spare her life!"
The man begged for mercy and kowtowed.
However, in the face of all this, the goddess acted very coldly.
"I heard from other villagers that outsiders have entered the village, so I came to take a look. Doesn't your wife have a fever? She may be possessed by an evil spirit. I'll help her take a look... Why, don't you want your wife to have a fever?" Will your wife get better soon?"
There was a hint of concern in the old voice of the goddess.
The man hesitantly looked at the shivering woman on the bed, remained silent for a long time, and finally chose to let go of his hand.
The goddess stretched out her old fingers, grabbed a handful from the void, muttered something in her mouth, and then sprinkled it on the face of the woman on the bed.
He looked very much like an old magician, but everyone could clearly see that after the goddess finished doing these things, the woman who had been shivering on the bed suddenly became quiet.
Her face no longer looked as frightened as before, but instead had a strange smile on her face, and her eyes became inexplicably hollow.
"Well, your wife has recovered."
After the goddess finished doing this, she seemed a little tired. There was a hint of provocation in her tone, and she looked at Ning Qiushui, seeming to ask, can your medical skills take effect so quickly?
Ning Qiushui smiled slightly.
"The Goddess is really good at it. Today, we, the frogs in the well, have learned a lot... Since Aunt Mi Lan is fine, we won't bother her any more."
The goddess didn't say much, watching the three people leave the room and walking towards the outside of the village step by step.
Being stared at by the goddess, all three of them felt a chill running down their spines and an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
When they walked away, the wooden door in front of the goddess slowly closed...
In the corner of the room, the frightened and desperate gaze of the middle-aged man was completely cut off by the dilapidated wooden door...
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"Damn it...this old woman is so scary!"
On the way, Liu Chengfeng cursed and shook off his coldness.
Just now in the room, when the goddess glanced at him, he actually felt like a light on his back.
"Sister Bai, you are so skilled. Why didn't you take action and tie her up? Can't we just take her to Fangcuntang and be done with it?"
"That female ghost should be looking for this goddess. As long as she takes revenge, she might tell us the truth and a way to survive."
Bai Xiaoxiao put away the knife and returned to her previous lazy expression.
"As the saying goes, those who practice martial arts will not fight those who practice immortality."
"I have some tricks, but they are limited to fighting. I can't afford to offend someone like this who practices some evil abilities..."
Ning Qiushui said:
"This goddess is indeed too evil, but she seems to be in a bad state. Not only do she have some blood-red pimples on her body, but she also exudes a putrid smell."
Bai Xiaoxiao frowned.
"Did you smell it too?"
"I thought it was my imagination."
Ning Qiushui nodded firmly.
"I smell it."
"This village... the villagers who know about it seem to be very afraid of the dead man Guangchuan."
"However, there is a goddess in the village, so there shouldn't be any hauntings... at least not often."
"Thinking about it this way, there is only one possibility..."
The two of them turned their heads and looked at Ning Qiushui:
"What's possible?"
Ning Qiushui said slowly:
"The villagers of Qiyu Village must have done a lot of things that are embarrassing to Guangchuan's family. They have some evil intentions in their hearts, so they feel guilty and are afraid!"
"But the Guangchuan family lived a hundred years ago, so they must not have participated in the killing of the Guangchuan family when Ruan Kaihuang took the lead."
"Most of these people know the truth of what happened that year, but they concealed it and even distorted the facts... Do you remember the scenic spots we visited before?"
"Almost everywhere there are annotations, they mention the famine of that year, praise Nguyen Kai Hoang's achievements, and criticize the Guang family's evil deeds that made people angry."
"However, the matter is probably contrary to what is recorded in these notes..."
After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, the three of them were silent for a while.
At this time, Liu Chengfeng, who was walking on the far left, suddenly asked a question:
"But if the Guang family did not do evil...why did the villagers rush into his home and kill them?"
After he asked this question, the three of them stopped.
After a moment, they suddenly raised their heads, and there was a hint of... indescribable fear in their eyes!
"Could it be...food!"
