she won't live to twenty

In the evening, the three of them walked around the foot of Mount Ji, spent several days in the wilderness, ate and slept in the open, and finally saw a small village in the distance.

The village is not big, but there are only a dozen or so families.Perhaps to guard against robbers, the whole village was surrounded by a wooden fence one person high, covered with sharp wires.There were a few middle-aged men with hatchets standing at the entrance of the village. When they saw a black carriage approaching, they immediately picked up the swords vigilantly. However, when they saw that there were three girls sitting in the carriage, they put down the hatchets in surprise. , waving at them enthusiastically.

Tang Chiyu stayed in the uninhabited wilderness for three whole days, when he saw the village with smoke curling up from the kitchen, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows excitedly, and pulled the reins to let the carriage pass by.

"Girls met robbers in the mountains, right?" A middle-aged man came up to him and said with a simple and honest smile, "Don't be afraid, our village is guarded at all times, robbers dare not come over."

A few days ago, Wuming and Tang Chiyu went on a killing spree, inevitably staining the carriage with blood.There was another drizzle yesterday, and blood and mud stains stuck to the carriage, looking extremely distressed.The man obviously saw the tragedy of the carriage and misunderstood something.

Tang Chiyu subconsciously wanted to explain, but was afraid of scaring the simple mountain villagers, so he simply acquiesced to what he said.Anyway, they did meet robbers... Although they were all killed, ahem.

"Our village is remote. It's rare to meet a few outsiders. Occasionally, I see someone coming over. They all escaped from the robbers who eat people and don't spit out their bones. Some people in the village were murdered by them. What a bunch of **** dogs." The middle-aged man scolded angrily, and then asked with a smile, "I still have an empty room in my house. If the girls don't dislike it, why don't you stay at my house tonight? My daughter-in-law is very good at cooking, you just try it Taste. Tomorrow morning, people from our village will go to the city to buy things, and we will send you away together, so as not to encounter those bandits raised by sons of a bitch again."

Tang Chiyu looked at Wuming questioningly, Wuming nodded, and led Nanyue out of the carriage.

Earlier, through a curtain, the middle-aged man could only vaguely see two women in the carriage. Now when he saw the faces of the two, he couldn't help being stunned.Wuming glanced at him unintentionally, and he hurriedly looked away, enthusiastically helping the three of them lead the carriage: "My surname is Zhao, and the three girls can just call me Uncle Zhao."

Walking into the village, Wuming saw an ugly statue in the center of the village, with six eyes and five hands, about two people tall, it seemed to be a statue of some kind of god.

Uncle Zhao explained with a smile: "That is the six-eyed eyes that people in our village believe in. We are able to survive in this remote mountain because of the protection of the gods."

As he said that, Uncle Zhao bowed to the sculpture devoutly.

The beliefs of the people in various parts of Daqin are different. King Qin will pray to the gods at the autumn hunting ceremony, let alone the poor villagers in the mountains in the north.So Wuming didn't pay too much attention to it.

Uncle Zhao's home is not far from the entrance of the village, a small courtyard and a few simple wooden houses.There was a ferocious big black dog lying on the ground in the courtyard. When it saw the three unknown people, it barked viciously and wanted to bite.

Wuming glanced at the big black dog indifferently, and swung away without a trace of murderous aura.

At the same time, Uncle Zhao casually picked up a stick and threw it at him, cursing, "Dahei, be quiet!"

The big black dog trembled, and crawled down tremblingly, its tail humbly swung slightly, not even daring to whimper.

Uncle Zhao smiled and said to the three of them: "People in our village are afraid of robbers, and every family has a wolf dog. This breed of wolf dog has a sharp nose and a loud voice. It will bark when it smells the robbers from afar. The whole village can hear it. And it bites people ruthlessly. A dog can beat half a bandit. The big black in my family has killed three robbers. Girls, if you are afraid of dogs, just don’t go out at night. "

As he said that, Uncle Zhao looked at the big black dog proudly. If Dahei heard him praise it, he would have raised his head and wagged his tail with high ambitions, and he would be terribly embarrassed.But today, Dahei was still shivering on the ground, his head was almost buried in his two front paws, and he didn't know what happened.

Uncle Zhao didn't think much, and led the three of them into the house.Sister-in-law Zhao asked in surprise when she saw a stranger coming to the house. After Uncle Zhao explained, she immediately put on a warm smile and beckoned the three of them to sit down quickly, and she went to prepare dinner.

After a while, the two of the Zhao family brought in the food. The farm food was very generous and steaming.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are warm and talkative, and Tang Chiyu also likes to be active, so he chatted with them very quickly.

"The girl is from Yanbei City?" Mrs. Zhao asked with a smile.

Yanbei is a small city at the foot of Jishan Mountain. If they hadn't happened to stop in this village on the way, the destination of the Wuming trio tonight would be Yanbei City.

"We came from the south of Jishan Mountain... Auntie, is this far from Yanbei City? If not, we will go directly to Yanbei to find an inn tonight, so we won't bother you here." Tang Chiyu laughed.

Mrs. Zhao paused, then replied: "Where is there any trouble or not? You just need to stay at ease. Our village is a little far away from Yanbei, not to mention it's dark now, and bandits are rampant in the mountains, so it's really not safe."

"Yes, yes, listen to sister-in-law, we will send you to Yanbei tomorrow." Uncle Zhao echoed cordially.

Tang Chiyu scratched his head with a smile and thanked the Zhao family.

A meal was lively and lively, and after the meal, it was already dark.Sister-in-law Zhao went to tidy up the room in the side hall. Before the three of them entered the house, Sister-in-law Zhao glanced at the yard. It was rare that she didn't see Dahei who would roar fiercely whenever she met a stranger. She frowned suspiciously, and immediately shifted her thoughts, Smiling and talking to the three of them, he turned and left.

Before leaving, Mrs. Zhao told her: "The three girls have entered the village, so don't be afraid of bandits outside. There are people standing guard in our village at any time, and bandits can't come in."

The three of them didn't see it. After Sister-in-Law Zhao turned around, the warm and honest expression on her face gradually subsided, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she smiled strangely.

……

The room was small, with only a big bed and a half-open window.There is a constant breeze blowing in from the window, and incense is still lit in the corner of the room, without a trace of the musty smell that a mountain hut should have.

Sleeping in the open air for several days, finally able to sleep on the soft quilt, Tang Chiyu couldn't wait to jump on the big bed and rolled around a few times, sat up and waved to the unknown two: "Come and sit..."

At this time, Tang Chiyu realized that Wuming's expression was a bit dignified, and Xiao Nanyue also frowned, subconsciously lowered her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is something wrong with this room." Nameless said in a low voice, "There is a very faint smell of blood, which is covered by the incense and the wind outside the window."

The smell of blood is very faint, even if there is no incense, it is difficult for ordinary people to detect it.

Tang Chiyu took a few deep breaths, blinked blankly: "I didn't smell anything, Wuming, your nose is really good."

"Yeah, after all, I stayed among wolves for several years before." Wuming replied with a smile, pointing to the window, Nan Yue tacitly extinguished the incense, and temporarily threw it out of the window on the flat ground.After confirming that the window was facing the mountain forest, and there was a wooden fence in front, and no one would see it, Nan Yue closed the window again.

Tang Chiyu stopped talking and joking, she jumped off the bed, and her face became serious.

The layout of the farmhouse is very simple, there are no secret rooms, and there are no organs.Soon, Wuming found the source of the smell, and she raised her finger to the side of the bed.

Tang Chiyu understood, and easily moved the big bed without making a sound.

On the wall covered by the bed, a terrifying bloody handprint appeared, and then it went further down... The whole wall was stained red with blood, and countless bloody handprints overlapped, marking a huge scar on the wall. Outline.

Such a large amount of blood is absolutely dead.

Wuming smiled and raised his eyebrows strangely.

Obviously, the couple just now knew that someone had died in the room, otherwise they would not have used incense to cover it up, let alone lit the incense and left the window open.

That simple and warm couple would turn out to be murderers...it's really unimaginable.The corners of Wuming's lips curled up, and he squatted beside the bloodstain, carefully looked at and smelled it: "The time of death is no more than a week."

She explained: "The room is very well ventilated, and the musty smell of the wooden house in the mountains is almost invisible, but the smell has not completely dissipated, indicating that the traces did not last long."

Wuming walked to the door again, raised his head and observed the old wooden door carefully.

Tang Chiyu took a few deep breaths and asked softly, "The person who died here...could it be a robber in the mountains?"

"Maybe." Wuming waved his hand to let Nanyue and Tang Chiyu come over, pointing to the wooden door, "There are scratches from fingernails on it, with very light blood stains. The man tried to escape before he died, but the door was opened from the door. The outside was locked. He was locked in the room."

"Maybe they captured the bandits here?" Tang Chiyu murmured.

"Maybe." Wuming still did not give an affirmative answer.

Tang Chiyu pursed his lips, his back was slightly cool.If the person who died was not a bandit, it means that the Zhao couple killed someone in the room within a week, but they treated them warmly as if nothing happened.

Wuming moved the bed back to its original position, and carefully recalled all the exchanges between them and the Zhao couple from entering the village to the dinner table.

A sentence flashed through her mind.

Wuming suddenly said in a low voice: "There were three things that were wrong before. The first one, before entering the house, Uncle Zhao emphasized that we should not go out at night, otherwise we will be bitten by dogs. The second one, as marked on the map, We should not be far from Yanbei City. If we don’t stay overnight in the village, we can reach Yanbei in at most half an hour. But when you asked Sister-in-law Zhao’s location in Yanbei, she said that it was far away and she wanted to keep us here. At the third place, Mrs. Zhao emphasized after sending us into the house that the village is very well-defended and bandits cannot enter. Why?"

"Let's make a hypothesis. They want to get something from us. Maybe it's money, or maybe they're human teeth, so they want to keep us. Uncle Zhao said that the big black dog bites people badly, so we don't want to go out at night, that's it. I was afraid that we would notice something was wrong and sneaked away. As for Mrs. Zhao's statement that there are people on guard in the village at any time, she is also threatening us not to run away." Wuming always had a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Nanyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke softly: "I feel...they are more like human teeth."

"Why?" Wuming asked softly.

"I... When I was a child, I was abducted by human teeth." Nanyue lowered her head and said weakly.

Nanyue had no memory of Ren Yazi in her previous life, but in this life, her small body contained a soul that had already lived one life, and she could clearly remember all the details of when she was abducted.

Wuming was in a trance for a moment, Nanyue was kidnapped when she was a child?So the Nan family adopted Nan Xiaoyi at that time?No wonder Nanyue is obviously their own, yet they raised her in the countryside.

She held Nanyue's fingers distressedly, and hugged her into her arms to comfort her silently.

"It's okay...it's been a long time ago, and I almost forgot about it." Nanyue bit her lip and continued softly, "If Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are human teeth, other people in the village may know about it...or other people It’s also a human tooth. Maybe go to various firewood houses or other empty rooms to see, and you can find something.”

"But Uncle Zhao, Sister-in-law Zhao and the people in the village are human teeth, why do they treat us warmly? Why don't they just tie us up?" Tang Chiyu asked with a frown.

"Who knows?" Wuming stood up and stretched himself. "Maybe they want to find out about us? Maybe they want to make us relax our vigilance?"

Wuming walked to the window and pushed it open: "Shall I go out to investigate? I'll be back soon, Xiao Qi, protect Xiao Nanyue."

"Go." Tang Chiyu patted his chest.

Nanyue knew that she was not good at qinggong and would drag Wuming down, so she just winked pitifully at Wuming.

"I'll be back soon." Wuming patted her little head tenderly, and walked out the window nimbly.

Before leaving, she glanced at Nanyue anonymously.She was thinking that she seemed to know another little secret of Nanyue.

It was very dark, and the village was very quiet, with only sporadic lights flickering.He sneaked into Zhao's firewood house anonymously, and soon saw some unusual things in the darkness.

It was a bunch of straw piled in a corner.

Wuming raised his eyebrows, pulled out his short sword, and dug open the straw, and sure enough, he saw the iron shackles and ropes buried underneath.Hemp rope is not surprising, after all, it is often used in farm work, but what are iron shackles used for?

Wuming chuckled and exited the firewood house, and glanced at the sculpture in the center of the village. There were a few red lanterns hanging on it, and red candles around it, which looked a little weird at night.Wuming didn't look much, and went into the vacant room of the neighbor's house next door.

She quickly visited the whole village, returned to Zhao's house, and entered through the window: "Sure enough, there is something wrong with the whole village. Nanyue is right, it should be human teeth."

"As for the person who died in the room..." Wuming thought calmly, "It may have committed suicide, or it may have been of little value to people, such as a man, such as a cripple, who was locked in the room and killed. No matter what How he died, the fact that Zhao and his wife killed someone is a fact."

Tang Chiyu clenched the hilt of the sword a little bit.

"Presumably they will attack us tonight." Wuming licked his lips and chuckled softly, "Then we just... give them a surprise."

She dug out a small medicine bottle from her bosom, and poured out three yellow pills: "This is given to me by the second master before departure, and it is said to be able to resist the effects of most drugs in Jianghu."

"It's still early, we can take a nap first." Wuming swallowed the pill, hugged Nanyue and lay down on the bed.

As for the fact that the second master's antidote didn't work, the fact that the three of them were stunned by the villagers' drug was not in Wuming's consideration at all.If the second master knew that the antidote he had prepared by himself was no match for the ecstasy medicine crudely made in the poor mountain village, he would definitely be stunned... no, he would just die of anger.

It is absolutely impossible for Second Master to be pissed off to death, so Wuming is very relieved.

……

At the same time, Yan Beicheng.

The city was in a state of depression, and there was a huge ugly statue in the center of the city. The six eyes on the face were opened ferociously, and the five arms on the body were in strange postures, exactly the same as the statue in the village.

Dozens of people gathered around the statue to worship, and they were extremely devout, muttering something in a low voice.

There are red lanterns hanging on the street, and there are bells hanging under the lanterns. When the wind blows, there will be strange jingling sounds.

Suddenly there was a slow "Du, Du" sound in the distance, and a lame man with disheveled hair walked slowly past the statue with a cane.After walking far away, he stopped, looked back at the huge and weird statue, and slowly shook his head.

The night wind blew away the cripple's hair, and under the cover of the gray hair was an overly handsome face, only in his twenties.

"God's fortune!" A man with a mustache finished worshiping the statue, and hurried to the lame man, took out the prepared dry food and stuffed it for the lame man, "God's fortune, you are going out of the city now? Help me find the lost cow at home. I haven't had time to thank you yet, be careful, please accept it."

The lame man smiled gently and shook his head: "I have already received the money."

"Silver is silver, and your heart is your heart. How can it be the same? You can accept it." Mustache said eagerly.

The cripple refused, but finally put the dry food into his arms: "In that case, let me help you do the math again."

Mustache smiled in surprise.

The cripple closed his eyes, made a strange shape with his fingers, and muttered something in his mouth. After a while, he opened his eyes and said softly: "In a few days, there will be a bloody disaster in the city."

After speaking, the lame man took one last look at the statue, turned and left without looking back.

Mustache froze in place, looking at the statues they had worshiped for many years, then at the limping back of the lame man, scratching his head: "It's strange, it's summer, why do you feel a little cold?"

……

The night was dark.

Sure enough, two figures sneaked out of the room, but they were not the Zhao couple, but Uncle Zhao and another man with a scar on his face.The two carried a rope on their shoulders and held a hatchet in their hands.Uncle Zhao went around to the back of the room to make sure they had closed the windows, then went back to the front and gestured to the other person.

The scarred man lit a stick of incense and sent it in through the crack of the door.

After a while, the two retreated into the yard, chatting in low voices.

The man with the scar said: "Brother Zhao, I think there is something wrong with them, I'd better be more careful later."

"What's wrong?" Uncle Zhao rolled a cigarette, lit it with a torch, and put it in his mouth, with a stern face, completely different from the simple and honest villager in the daytime.

"I was watching them when they entered the village, and I felt something was wrong at that time." The scarred man frowned, "Brother Zhao, think about it, whoever escaped from the bandits to our village before was scared to death?" Are you brave? The blood on their carriage is obviously met by bandits, but where do they look a little scared?"

Uncle Zhao exhaled a puff of smoke: "There is something wrong."

"And that woman with darker skin has a sword on her waist. The scabbard looks like a peerless sword. It may be worth more than her. So I wonder if they are from the Jianghu? Brother Zhao, you know, I used to leave the village to roam the rivers and lakes, those who know martial arts can fly, they can kill a person with one punch, they are scarier than monsters."

"I can kill people with one punch. And there are so many people passing by our village with swords. What kind of swords do those young masters and ladies use? It's just pretending." Uncle Zhao gave a "bah" and continued, "But you are right, we are in this business, we should be more careful, and add a drug."

The man with the scar carefully ignited the second potion and sent it into the room.

What he didn't know was that when the drug was delivered, Wuming was sitting by the door with a smile on his face, watching the two sticks of incense burn slowly.

"Brother Zhao, did you and your aunt find out where they are from just now?" Dao Scar stood back and continued chatting with Brother Zhao.

"The accent is from the south. Anyway, I'm not from Jishan, nor from Yanbei. It doesn't matter if we sell it. No one can find us." Uncle Zhao thought, "Also, before you sell people, you can Don't be discovered by people from Yanbei, lest you be cut off."

"Where is Dahei?" Dao Scar swept around the yard, but he didn't see the shadow of the big black dog, "Didn't he like to guard the goods at the door the most before, and he almost killed a girl last time, so you only I was able to lock the girl in the house for a while, but she died after being locked up. I didn’t make any money, and I couldn’t give it to Liuyan. Why isn’t it here today?”

Uncle Zhao whistled, and the big black dog appeared outside the yard with its tail between its legs, and gave them a weak "bark".

"Come here." Uncle Zhao waved.

The black dog reluctantly walked to his lap, but did not dare to approach that room.

Uncle Zhao frowned, picked up the black dog by the back of the neck, and approached the room. Unexpectedly, the vicious big black dog struggled violently while whimpering, as if there was something terrifying in the room.

"Damn it." Uncle Zhao stared at the door, "There's something fucking wrong."

Scar clenched the hatchet tightly and asked, "Brother Zhao, do you want to call a few more people?"

"No need." Uncle Zhao shook his head, "Two pillars of drugs, even I will be fascinated to death, let alone three thin girls. And this is our territory, even if there is a problem, just shout Is someone here, afraid of a fart?"

After finishing speaking, the two bowed reverently to the weird sculpture in the center of the village.

Uncle Zhao covered his mouth and nose with a cloth towel so as not to be overwhelmed by the drug.He walked in front, gently pushed open the door, followed by Scar.

The room was pitch black, only pale moonlight pouring in through the half-transparent windows, there was no sound of breathing inside, and it was eerily quiet.

Uncle Zhao's back felt inexplicably cold.

He lit the torch in his hand, and finally saw the layout of the house clearly.

There was no one in the room, the wooden bed had already been lifted, and countless bloody handprints were facing him.Uncle Zhao was in a daze, as if he saw the handprint move, and a woman with disheveled hair came out from inside.

A cold breath came over his face.

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