This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

"Are you the one who lives in my room? It's so late, are you going to jump into the lake?"

The voice was ethereal and ethereal, and it was a girl talking.

Living in the room... Feng Wujing turned around abruptly, only to see a vague silhouette walking out of the mist behind him.

The crying was still going on, and the voice was crying. The girl was thin and walking slowly.

Get drunk!

A red light suddenly appeared, dispelling the mist, Feng Wujing raised his arm, with a long whip in his hand like a long snake, and beat towards the little girl.

With a sound of "dong", the figure was pulled back and flew back, and suddenly hit the ground, and the crying gradually became sharper and louder.

When Gu Langqing left the house, what he saw was the scene in front of him.

The little girl was lying on the ground not far away, dripping with blood, seeping into the dry land. She seemed to be in extreme pain, crying loudly.

The man seemed incapable of fighting.

Feng Wujing observed for a while, put away the long whip, walked up to the little girl, and squatted down.

Holding the handle of the whip, he lifted the little girl's chin to force her to raise her head, and observed this person with probing eyes.

Feng Wujing specifically found a house where there was no dead body on the bed.

She said it was her room.

So, is she a human or a ghost?

The little girl was beaten on the face with a whip, her face was bloody and her hair was covered with hair.

Feng Wujing put away the whip handle.

The night raven chirped.

He lowered his eyes, stood up, and kicked the man with the toe of his boot.

It should be people.

Feng Wujing didn't speak, and looked down at the little girl coldly.

Logically speaking, if his drunkenness hits an ordinary human being, it will definitely kill him in one blow.

But the person in front of him, although he looked weak, still had a breath of life.

The little girl curled up in pain, and finally stopped crying under the severe pain all over her body: "Big brother, I'm afraid of the dark, don't hit me, I'm in so much pain."

Maybe it's getting closer, the little girl's voice doesn't sound as empty as before.

"You must not be ordinary people, yes, you dare to come to our village, how could you be ordinary people... It's okay, I thought you were going to jump into the lake just now."

This is the second time she mentioned "jumping into the lake".

The emerald-like lake appeared in Feng Wujing's mind, he frowned deeply, and asked, "Who are you?"

The little girl didn't answer right away, she suddenly trembled, her voice trembling: "It's so dark, so dark, big brother, let's go inside, shall we..."

Feng Wujing was very impatient, and after kicking the man's feet heavily, he squatted down, intending to force him to question him directly.

At this time, Gu Langqing grasped Feng Wujing's wrist and shook his head.

He squatted opposite him, lowered his voice, and said with a smile: "Then let's go back to the house?"

Hearing this, the little girl seemed to have found a savior, tightly clutching the hem of Gu Langqing's clothes, and nodded repeatedly.

Gu Langqing smiled at Feng Wujing, picked him up, and walked back to the house.

With a choked breath, Feng Wujing watched Gu Langqing light the candles in the house, and the room was filled with light. He put the little girl on the bed comfortingly, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

After being severely whipped by Kuangzui, it is indeed a miracle that he can still maintain this state at this moment.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head hastily, her small mouth pouted pitifully: "Thank you brother..."

Feng Wujing bent his knuckles and knocked on the dusty wardrobe, and got straight to the point: "Who are you?"

The wooden door was creaked by the wind from unknown source, and the little girl murmured, "My name is Xiaoxiao."

Gu Langqing leaned down and rubbed her head affectionately: "If you ask me anything, just say it."

Xiaoxiao was a little scared, but nodded.

Finally, under the pressure of Feng Wujing's momentum, he smiled and said.

"An accident happened in our village... It happened in the past two months. The source of the incident was that a villager slipped into the water and fell into that lake."

The lake is blue in color and has never dried up for thousands of years. The villagers each fabricated legendary stories on it.Having such a beautiful scenery is naturally worth showing off to the villagers. This lake is named Weiyang Lake by the villagers. Peace of mind.

"He fell into the water. Although the villagers were sad, they all deceived themselves and thought it was a symbol of auspiciousness. It was nothing, but later, what was even more bizarre was that the next morning, that person suddenly appeared in his house .”

The laughing joke faltered, and the face was full of horror: "Naked, with swelling all over his body, and weird and terrifying patterns on his body, he just appeared on his bed."

Just like what the two of them saw during the day.

Feng Wujing nodded, motioning to continue with a smile.

"The whole village was terrified when they saw this, so the village chief invited a Taoist priest outside to see it. The Taoist said that our village has been bewitched by an evil spirit and told us to escape as soon as possible, otherwise we will be killed."

"However, who would believe it? A Taoist priest of unknown origin and a bizarre murder case are far from enough reasons for us to leave this village where our ancestors have lived for hundreds of years. Politely invite the Taoist priest away."

Xiaoxiao recalled the past, she was so frightened that she broke out in cold sweat, the man in white clothed in front of her thoughtfully brought her a cup of hot tea, she drank the tea, and finally managed to suppress her shock.

She continued: "Later, even weirder things happened. After the Taoist priest left, every day and every night, people would fall into the water."

Gu Langqing said: "Is it such a coincidence?"

"Of course it's not such a coincidence. After several nights like this, the villagers finally realized that something was wrong. A few people stood guard by the lake. They saw that those who walked to the lake in the middle of the night were unconscious!"

It was like sleepwalking, the consciousness was chaotic, and the body was inspired by Weiyang Lake. Several people got up from the bed in the middle of the night, walked to the lake, and jumped into the lake.

"All those who jumped into the lake, their bodies all appeared in their own houses the next day."

Feng Wujing propped his chin with his fingers, thinking.

"The news quickly spread throughout the village. Everyone was very frightened. They originally planned to find someone to guard the lake at night, but no one was willing to do such a dangerous thing, so everyone had to take advantage of the daytime to build a few tall roads by the lake. Fences to hinder those who sleepwalk at night."

"You don't need to think about it, you know, this approach is useless. The next day, some people still died, but there were a few more blood holes on the corpses in their room besides the original pattern."

The blood hole was pierced with a fence.

Facts have proved that even if the "people" are killed by the fence at night, they will still jump into the river without giving up and complete their "task".

He smiled and said, "Later, the village head invited another Taoist priest. The Taoist priest said that besides moving the whole village away from the village head, there is another way."

Gu Langqing asked in a timely manner: "What?"

He smiled and said: "Pumping water, drought."

After that, the people in the village listened to the Taoist chief’s suggestion and spent a few silver taels to let the Taoist priest perform a few spells. As expected, the water in Weiyang Lake was reduced by half, and then cast a few magic spells towards the sky, and the village itself After that day, there was no more rain.

However, casting spells cannot be done overnight. The lake can still drown people if the water is too small. At night, several villagers died.

"This mana works quickly. In just about a week, Weiyang Lake completely dried up."

Gu Langqing asked: "What's under the lake?"

Smiling and shaking his head: "Nothing."

Gu Langqing asked: "There is no rain in the village, how do you drink water?"

He smiled and said: "The Taoist said that as long as Weiyang Lake is left to dry for 49 days, the drought will disappear by itself, and then the sky will continue to rain dew. The village head suggested that everyone go out of the village to store some water and survive the seven days Seven forty-nine days."

Gu Langqing nodded.

He smiled and said: "However, we still underestimated the power of evil spirits. The day after the lake was drained, no one jumped into the lake anymore—but there were still people who died. They changed the method."

"Jump into a well."

Even though there was a drought, there was still some water left in the well at the entrance of the village. That night, half of the people in the village woke up in the middle of the night, went to the well, and jumped down one by one.

Smiling and trembling like a sieve, Gu Langqing stood behind her and patted her back reassuringly.

That group of people is irrational at all, like a group of walking dead, no matter how the other half of the sober people pull them, they can't be awakened, and they can't be pulled. Everyone can only watch their relatives and friends die in despair.

On the second day, heavy depression and panic pervaded the entire village. Under the organization of the village chief, everyone discussed leaving the village that day and finding another place to stay.

"Everyone rushed home to pack their luggage - when they packed their things and were about to leave together, there was a sudden heavy fog."

"There has never been fog in our village, not to mention the fog that day was so thick that you can't see your fingers. Everyone was flustered for a while. After recovering, everyone cautiously left the village based on their impressions."

"What about you?" Gu Langqing asked.

"I'm also in it." Xiaoxiao cried violently, lying on the bed, trembling bloody.

"We suddenly found that we couldn't get out."

Gu Langqing asked: "A ghost hit the wall?"

Smiling and nodded: "Well, what's even more surprising is that you can't see the road. Everyone leaves the village by memory, and everyone remembers the road differently. Our village is not big, and there is only one road out of the village. How is this possible? Woolen cloth?"

"Later, everyone felt that they were right, and no one wanted to entrust their lives to others. Because of different opinions, the villagers all quarreled...the quarrels were fruitless, and in the end, everyone Separated and left."

"I was mixed in the crowd, and I didn't know what to do for a while. In a flash, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and I was alone. It should be that everyone started to go their own way at this time."

Gu Langqing responded.

"I can only bite the bullet and walk by myself, but I... I was born afraid of the dark. At that time, the thick fog was dark in the depths. I was so frightened that my mind went blank. I couldn't remember any way, so I could only walk blindly." ——But who would have known that I was actually the only one in our village who walked out of the village by mistake."

Gu Langqing looked at her and patted her on the shoulder: "Where are the others?"

Laughing and crying, he buried his head in the pillow: "I only found out when I went back to the village that I was the only one alive in the whole village, and the others were all dead. The corpses were all lying in my own room and on my own bed."

Feng Wujing noticed something: "What about those who died before?"

Xiaoxiao choked with sobs: "All, all, even if we buried their bodies before, when I returned to the village, I found that all their bodies had reappeared on the bed."

"Also, I found that Weiyang Lake is full."