I heard that I am an affectionate male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

When she saw the shadow of the village, Shui Qingqing was relieved. She turned around, pointed to the distant village with the dead branch in her hand, and said softly: "The little slave has arrived. The two benefactors are still here. Please stop."

But Cangyu said: "It's a long journey, it's inconvenient for the two of us to go back, can we stay overnight?"

"This..." Shui Qingqing showed a desolate and embarrassed look on his face, "Grandmother, it's not that I don't want you two to live here. There is no way to repay your kindness. If it is possible, I will be a cow and a horse for the two of you." It’s all right. It’s just that the disease in the village is really serious, and I don’t want to harm you.”

Cangyu said: "Don't be afraid, have you forgotten, is my virtuous brother a doctor? He healed your injuries."

Hearing this, Shui Qingqing suddenly burst into tears: "But, but...several doctors have died, no doctor dares to come, there is nothing valuable in the village, I'm afraid I can't pay the consultation fee , and even killed you.”

Cang Yu said slowly: "Trust me, nothing will happen."

These words seemed to have a convincing magic power, Shui Qingqing wiped her tears, she hesitated for a long time, finally nodded, and walked into the desolate village with Xuan Jie and Cang Yu.

This village is not that big, it is hidden in the middle of the mountain, it does not seem to have much contact with the outside world, and there are not many people, there are only a few dozen households, all of which are earthen huts and thatched shacks. I am afraid that there are only a hundred people in this small village. , now that there is an epidemic disease, there are not many people who can escape and walk away.

There was no sound in the village, except for the occasional scream of birds in the distant mountains, like the scene of a horror movie, Shui Qingqing was not afraid at all, she walked in with her burden on her back, and she pushed open the door of a low house Let the two demons go in, and said in a gentle voice: "You two benefactors, I don't have much to entertain you at this house, so I will wrong you for now. I will go and see my mother-in-law and the others first. You can rest here for a while, and don't go out casually."

Cangyu looked at Shui Qingqing's house, the walls were bare, there was only a wooden bed like a bench, and even the only valuable pot had a hole, I'm afraid he and Xuan Jie would be worth more than this girl's entire house after pulling out the root of her hair .The room was frighteningly short, and Cangyu had to bend down a little to get in and out, otherwise the roof would probably be broken if he stood up straight.

Cangyu lifted the thatched roof in front of her eyes, and asked Shui Qingqing who was about to leave: "By the way, Miss Shui, we actually came here for another purpose, which is to search for someone entrusted by a friend who is seriously ill. Yes, since you grew up in the village, do you know anyone in the village who knows Xie Tongyou?"

Xie Tongyou didn't say the name of that friend at that time, because he himself didn't know what identity and name the other party used now. If he gave the name he knew before, it might mislead Cang Yu, so now their only way Just ask who knows Xie Tongyou.

"Huh? Xie Tongyou?" Shui Qingqing showed a very bewildered expression, she quickly shook her head and said, "I've never heard of it, the village only goes out to buy things once a month, and everyone is the only one with an ox cart Uncle Wang to help, if there is any friend outside, it is probably only Uncle Wang, but he drove the bullock cart with his family and left when the epidemic started. If the two benefactors are looking for Uncle Wang, I am afraid I'm late."

If this Uncle Wang has already left, then he does not meet the condition of "collecting the corpse", definitely not.

What's more, how can Xie Tongyou be so boring, he came all the way to meet a woodcutter farmer in the mountains, if this farmer is really Xie Tongyou's friend, he would never run away with his family.

"Okay, thank you." Cangyu nodded.

Seeing that they had nothing to ask, Shui Qingqing quickly left the house and walked towards the center of the village.

"She doesn't want us to go out at night." Xuan Jie sat on the wooden bed, which was only covered with thatch mixed with cotton wool and rags, as if the person sleeping on it was a sheep or a dog, not a dog. a girl.Fortunately, Xuan Jie doesn't care about these things, comfort and ease are meaningless to him, he won't be addicted to them, unable to extricate himself, which Cang Yu has always admired.

Cangyu sat down with Xuanjie, was almost distracted, couldn't help being startled, looked down, only to find that half of the four-legged wooden bed was missing half a foot, and a stone was used to cushion it. , It was difficult to say a thousand words for a while, so I had to sigh softly, stood up again and explained to Xuan Jie.

"There is a disease here, I'm afraid many people died, I don't know how they deal with the corpses, and there are only a few orphans, widows, old and young in this village, wild beasts in the mountains may come to eat the corpses, it is really not convenient to travel at night. "

Cangyu bent down, only to realize that there was a small window in the house that looked like it would collapse in the wind, so she leaned over to have a look.

The small windows and doors are on the two sides of the house. Even though the houses here are not high, they are not so short that they cannot completely block Cangyu and Xuanjie's view, so they don't know what the other side of the village looks like.

This window is directly facing a mourning hall, where a coffin can be clearly seen, and a woman in white clothed in sackcloth and mourning is kneeling on the ground burning paper.

I don't know if she sensed her gaze, but the other party quickly turned her face away. Not only was her clothes white, but even the only upper half of her face that was exposed was pale. Under the dim moonlight, she looked like a dead person, with a pair of Dark eyeballs, the lower half of the face was covered with a cloth, and the whole body was tightly wrapped.

She saw me.

Cangyu's heart felt cold, his eyes met the woman in white, the paper money was still burning, one after another, there were some gold ingots, ashes were flying in the air.The woman in white looked at him, her hands didn't stop moving, mechanically, she almost didn't look like a living person, but like a paper man tied to a dead person.

For a moment, Cangyu felt that his scalp was about to explode, he suddenly withdrew his body, terrified, and subconsciously grabbed Xuanjie's arm.

"what happened?"

"look."

Cangyu was almost speechless, and could only hold onto Xuanjie's hand subconsciously, until Xuanjie leaned over to take a look, and he frowned and said, "Coffin?"

"Did you not see anyone?"

Cangyu's forehead was about to break out in cold sweat.

"People?" Xuan Jie said calmly, "There is no one, only a coffin."

The cold hair on Cangyu's back was about to stand upside down. He looked at Xuan Jiezai carefully, and there was really no one there, even the brazier disappeared, and the ashes flying in the air fell to the ground, but it was completely empty. Cannot be used as evidence.

Could it be the hell.

"No wonder Shui Qingqing asked us not to go out." Cangyu said dumbly, "This village is a bit too weird."

"Don't be afraid." Xuan Jie squeezed the corner of his sleeve and wiped Cang Yu's sweat, looking very calm, "Maybe the person you mentioned has returned to the house."

Why did Shui Qingqing open such a window at home? Is it a coincidence or intentional?

Did the words she left before leaving have any other meaning?

Cangyu felt chills all over his body. The real fear came from the unknown. He was not afraid of women, not even female ghosts. What he was afraid of was the helplessness of not knowing what would happen.

Thinking of the paper-like face of the woman in white, she couldn't help feeling a bone-chilling chill. If the woman came directly to the door, she wouldn't be afraid, but Cangyu couldn't help thinking that she had slept in a daze tonight , suddenly opened his eyes, and the man was sitting beside his bed, feeling terrified.

"It seems that our questions will not be answered until the water clears."

Cangyu hugged Xuanjie tightly, fortunately they were two monsters staying here together, if he was the only one, he would rather go back to the boat than stay in the village for a while.

"The plague on the coffin is the heaviest." Xuan Jie narrowed his eyes, expanded the scope of his divine sense, and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's the plague god that Qianniang said is making trouble. The turbidity here is very heavy. Difficult to detect."

Cangyu said, "Don't get to the bottom of it."

In fact, Cangyu's spiritual sense is far better than Xuanjie's. If he releases his investigation, he will probably get a lot of news that Xuanjie can't get. But now he is terrified and feels that this village is very scary. He is afraid that he may notice something that he shouldn't. s things.

Fear is an emotion that has no reason.

Nothing terrible happened that night. Cangyu stared blankly and dared not sleep all night, while Xuanjie was much quieter than before. The plague here made Xuanjie feel oppressed. He could only be careful and patient. I carefully sorted out my chaotic thoughts, calmed my constantly boiling emotions, for fear that if I couldn't control it, I would turn back to my original body and burn this place to nothing.

If there is anything in this world that Xuan Jie can hate very much.

It must have been out of control, just like the time he almost killed Qianniang.

This small village is deep in the mountains, dense with mist, and it is difficult to tell the time. Cangyu originally wanted to chat with Xuan Jie to relieve her fear, but she was worried that her voice would attract something unclean. It seemed that his condition was not good, so he simply shut up docilely, pressed his back against the wall, blocked the small window-like hole, and stared at the thin small door.

The people and animals in the village are almost dead, and even if they are not dead, most of them were taken away by the fleeing people. Naturally, there is no cock crow to remind them of the time, and they can only follow the faint light that seeps in through the cracks to confirm that the night has passed. passed.

Shui Qingqing came back in the morning, and brought back two bowls of mushy porridge for Cang Yu and Xuan Jie for breakfast.

Cangyu was not in the mood to eat, so he reasoned that he and Xuanjie both had dry food with them, and they were full before.Shui Qingqing stared at them for a while with her eyes open, and then she drank two bowls of porridge, then sat on the ground, dug out a needlework and a pair of shoes from a pile of thatch, and started to finish.

The shoes are very simple, made of grass and cloth mixed with some paste, not too thick, Shui Qingqing changed into a new dress when she came back, I don’t know who gave it to her, but the shoes on her feet are still from yesterday Those pairs were extremely muddy, and had a few more holes, exposing part of the feet covered in blood blisters.

"Miss Shui, which family is facing your small window? What happened to her house?"

Cangyu felt her throat tighten, she had a thousand words to say, wanted to know the origin of the woman in white, and also wanted to know where Shui Qingqing's new clothes came from, and finally asked the question that cared most about her.

"Window..." Shui Qingqing was taken aback, and then said, "Oh, Engong said it was Bai Mian's house, did you see Bai Mian? She... well, that's Uncle Bai's mourning hall. Uncle Bai is from the village The best carpenter, he is very kind. He often asks Uncle Wang to sell some things. He also asks Uncle Wang to bring us candy. He will help if there is any inconvenience in the village. Not long ago, Uncle Bai died of an illness. The villagers are afraid of the epidemic , I wanted to burn his body, Bai Mian is not allowed, no matter what, we will not let everyone open the coffin."

Cangyu said strangely: "She is a woman, how can she stand up to the whole village?"

"...This..." Shui Qingqing was a little hesitant, and said hesitantly, "Bai Mian is not Uncle Bai's own daughter, she was picked up by Uncle Ribai when he went out to cut trees. He was seriously ill, and his face was disfigured because of it, and he was tightly wrapped up all day. Everyone suspected that she was the one who killed Uncle Bai."

"Killed to death?" Cangyu didn't quite understand, and asked rather strangely, "Why do you say that?"

Shui Qingqing shook her head, and said timidly: "I don't know, everyone in the village said so. Bai Mian has been in the village for several years, but she has a very weird temper and never talks to us. She doesn't even know how to wash clothes and cook, and no one is close to her except Uncle Bai. All the uncles in the village say... that Uncle Bai picked up a dirty daughter-in-law and went home, and that they are father and daughter, but they are actually husband and wife. That's why he's sick and dying now."

This word...

Cangyu's heart moved, it's no wonder these people didn't dare to fight the woman in white, because they were afraid that they would suffer from varicose disease. These diseases were often demonized in ancient times, and it is not uncommon for ordinary people to be afraid.But this kind of disease is not common in such a closed mountain village. Generally speaking, no one should know about it. Hearing from Shui Qingqing that Uncle Wang often goes to the city to buy and sell things, he is most likely to know about Hualiu disease.

"Did this uncle Bai have many malignant sores? There were many red spots on his skin?"

"That's not true, Engong, why did you say the same thing as Uncle Wang?" Shui Qingqing thought for a while and said, "Oh, by the way, Engong, you are doctors, and you all know these things after thinking about it. It's very strange to say, Before Uncle Bai was alive, the village was safe and safe, and no one got sick, but after Uncle Bai died, people who wanted to burn Uncle Bai got sick. Everyone said it was Uncle Bai’s disease, but everyone looked like Uncle Bai. Not the same."

It really is this Uncle Wang.

Cangyu asked, "Why is it different? Then Uncle Wang also said the same thing as me? Didn't you say he was a firewood seller?"

"Grandma Wang told me that this disease was not brought by Uncle Bai, it was a punishment from God, and that the village suffered retribution. Only Uncle Bai's body was in good condition. This is not an epidemic. Because everyone refused to let Uncle Bai rest in peace, and slandered He couldn't even wait for the three days of the mortuary, so the ghost of Uncle Bai came to claim his life." Shui Qingqing thought for a while and said, "Uncle Wang was the one who said to burn Uncle Bai first, and I secretly hid at my mother-in-law's house Uncle Wang was drunk and said it was strange, why Uncle Bai didn’t have sores on his body.”

In ancient times, a whole corpse was emphasized, and the dead were the most important. Since the corpse of Uncle Bai did not show any symptoms, it is presumed that even if he died of an illness, it was only caused by common cold or tetanus, not the so-called infectious disease.

After three days of morgue, I was in a hurry to be burned to death. I always felt that it was tricky.

Cangyu looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Secretly hiding?"

Shui Qingqing blushed slightly, she couldn't tell whether it was shame or sadness, she said softly: "I am not a thief, my mother-in-law told me to go, she just told me to hide because I was afraid that Uncle Wang would be angry, I ate it The leftovers are gone."

This Uncle Wang sounds like not only a tell-tale, but also very stingy.

"I'm afraid this Uncle Wang has bad conduct on weekdays?" Cangyu asked deliberately, "I heard you said that he grew up eating a lot of food, so why do you need to be sneaky?"

Shui Qingqing bit her lips, probably thinking of her lonely life, she couldn't help feeling sad, her eyes turned red, and she said sadly: "Actually, every family is not well-off, it's my mother-in-law who kindly pitied me, and I saved some food for myself. I, Uncle Wang, still has a family to take care of, and I am useless, I should support myself."

You are a little girl from every family. You can't lift your shoulders or your hands. What can you do to support yourself?

Since Uncle Wang can get drunk, has leftovers, and his family is not in poverty, according to Shui Qingqing, he is the only one in the village who owns an ox cart, and Uncle Bai usually entrusts him to deliver things to sell. It is not impossible for someone with a bad heart to fill his pockets.And this uncle Bai adopted such a scary little girl, and often brought food for Shui Qingqing and the others to eat. From what Shui Qingqing said, he seemed to be a very good person.

If the whole village hadn't been in an accident due to the epidemic, Cangyu would have suspected that Uncle Wang was the mastermind.

Could it be seeking money, but if it is seeking money, people are more likely to live. Could it be that Uncle Bai found out that he had been embezzled with money, and that Uncle Wang became cruel?But if what Shui Qingqing said is correct, Uncle Wang believed that Uncle Bai died of Hualiu disease, and it should not be seeking money.

It's even more impossible to seek sex. That girl named Bai Mian looks neither human nor ghost. Seeing it in the middle of the night can scare people out of their wits. White cotton is much more suitable.

This is not common sense.

It was more likely that she wanted to drive Bai Mian away. The xenophobic sentiment would always exist. A girl with such a temper as Shui Qingqing would say that Bai Mian was very strange, and other villagers felt even more creepy when they thought about it.Even big monsters like Cangyu felt chills when they saw Bai Mian burning paper money yesterday, let alone mortals, they not only used Uncle Bai as an excuse, but also sincerely believed that Uncle Bai was killed by Bai Mian of.

That's much more reasonable.

"Miss Shui, shouldn't this village be a multi-surname village?" Cangyu asked after thinking about it.

Shui Qingqing shook her head and said, "No, except me, Uncle Bai and Bai Mian, everyone's surname is Wang. This place is actually called Wang's Village. I was picked up by Aunt Wang when she floated down while washing clothes. So they named me Shui Qingqing. As for Uncle Bai, he wasn’t from the village at all. He didn’t know where he came from. No one will treat him as an outsider."

It turns out that the water is clear...you ancient people named it in a very simple way. It's a blessing from previous lives that you didn't call the water clean.

Alien.

Xuan Jie, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "How many people are still alive in this village?"

"There are only a few people left..." Shui Qingqing couldn't help shedding tears when she said this, "Everyone was still alive when I left, but now only my mother-in-law, me and Bai Mian are alive in the village. There are also two guests taken in by the village head, one of them is sick, and the village head's house is next to the ancestral hall, I can't go there, I don't know how they are now."

In other words, almost all the people in the village have died or disappeared?

This time Cangyu really didn't expect it, he thought the situation would be difficult, but he never thought that the situation would be as difficult as this.

Xie Tongyou's friends are completely missing, but the village seems to have been cursed by God and is full of fog. All they can rely on is Shui Qingqing, but it is doubtful whether what Shui Qingqing said is true or not.

It's not that Cangyu suspects Shui Qingqing, but that Shui Qingqing is an orphan, and she may not have seen the truth about many things.

This epidemic is complicated and confusing. The mysterious outsider, Uncle Bai, is the God of Plague who is sealed in the endless ruins...

Cangyu frowned and said, "Miss Shui, I want to ask you, how long has Uncle Bai been gone?"

"Uncle Bai?" Shui Qingqing sniffled her nose, her eyes were red like a bunny, she tried hard to think about it, and said with some hesitation, "Maybe... maybe fifteen days, just a little more. Bai When the uncle died, I remember that the moon was very round, but now it has become very sharp. At that time, everyone in the village was sick, and everyone panicked, so they couldn’t take care of the white cotton. No one wanted to pick a coffin, they all said It was going to be set on fire, so Uncle Bai stopped there."

Half a month, tsk, the first two days have passed.

In only fifteen days, the whole village has become like this. Those who should go away and those who should run away, it can be seen that the disease not only spreads quickly, but also dies very quickly.

"What do you look like?" Cangyu asked again.

"This little slave can't tell." Shui Qingqing shook her head and said, "The villagers who got sick all rotted, and there were many, many black things appearing, and they were in pain. I...I can't describe it. In short, they When you die, you don't look like a person anymore."

Could it be the Black Death?It doesn't sound like it.

Xuan Jie said calmly: "You said that Grandma Wang is still alive?"

"Yes." When referring to Grandma Wang, Shui Qingqing obviously showed a caring expression on her face, "Yesterday, I went to see my mother-in-law. She can say a few words to me. I'm here on her bed. After sleeping all night, I got up in the morning and made some porridge for her to eat, and she swallowed it all. My mother-in-law gave me my clothes."

"Can you take us to see it?"

Shui Qingqing seemed a little hesitant: "Grandma's current appearance may scare benefactor."

"No." Xuan Jie said lightly.

Shui Qingqing was no longer stubborn, she looked down at her arm, the wound had been covered by new clothes, she touched it with her hand, probably this incident gave her confidence, she nodded and said: " Well, Engong's medical skills are so powerful, maybe mother-in-law will be saved."

Her face was full of hope, but Cang Yu and Xuan Jie looked at each other, and their hearts sank.