The floating clouds, as light as silk, are like several winding white silk strips, gently floating in the sky.

The sky is still clear at this time.

The dark mountains lie across the sky and are surrounded by clouds and mist. When you walk to the border of Wuchen Village, it looks like layers of mist and light smoke.

Mangaya shrank, his slender waist outlined an amazingly flexible curve. He looked at the sparse old village houses in the distance, and gently lipped his lips: "Wuchen Village... I really don't know why he gave such a name, and now it is completely covered by dust."

"I didn't pay attention when I first came. Now I look down from a high place and find that the village is like a human form."

Chen Mu said in surprise.

Bai Xianyu looked at her eyes.

Sure enough, from the edge of the ruins, the entire village was faintly like a huge human figure, with head and limbs.

"Like a woman..."

A flash of inspiration in Bai Xianyu's mind, "Is it the goddess Wu Mo?"

After hearing what his wife said, Chen Mu felt it was very similar and murmured: "The Goddess Wumo was the earliest totem god worshipped in Wuchen Village. Later, I don't know what happened, so I should be worshipped as the water god.

But through the temple we discovered, we can see that every time the villagers of Wuchen Village worship, they will worship the goddess Wumo."

Mangayaya is not interested in such a legendary story.

She jumped down like a little girl with her hands behind her back, kicked off half of the stone under her feet, and sneered: "What kind of goddess Wumo is a coaxing person."

The three of them entered the abandoned village.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Chen Mu felt a faint burning breath in the air, as if a fire had occurred here not long ago.

Nine years ago, Wuchen Village was engulfed by a fire.

But after so long, there shouldn't be any burning smell.

"Where to investigate first?" Mankayyapa asked with his head tilted.

Chen Mu was about to think about it, but Bai Xianyu raised his jade finger and said to a small courtyard far away on the right:

"I have asked my subordinates to carefully investigate the village before, and there are some household registration information in Wuchen Village in the case library of the government office. That room should be where the little girl once lived."

The little girl in Bai Xianyu's mouth was naturally the mysterious little girl they had seen in the mysterious tomb room with the same appearance as Xiao Xuan'er.

In other words, that is the predecessor of Xiao Xuan'er.

Twenty-one years ago, a family named Yu had a baby girl named Qingqing.

Eight years later, strange things began to happen in the village.

Some cattle and sheep suddenly died, all of them were peeled and lost their heads.

It was also that year that Qingqing's father ran away from home and never came back ever since, leaving only the mother and daughter to depend on each other.

Afterwards, Qingqing was locked in the tomb by her mother and lived a dark life.

But soon after, her mother abandoned her and left.

In the end, Qingqing was discovered by the villagers and brought to the temple to prepare for worship, but unexpectedly, the demon spirit in Qingqing's body exploded and began to kill...

It was not until the entire village was engulfed by the fire that everything was over.

There are many unknown secrets hidden in this, and the truth can only be revealed step by step.

"Go and take a look." Chen Mu walked first.

When they arrived at the abandoned courtyard, the three of them clearly felt a stronger chill filled here.

It is not simply a cold and cold meaning, but more like countless fine needle tips dipped in ice beads and pierced into the human body, penetrated from the skin into the flesh and blood... and even the soul can feel the trembling.

"resentment!"

Mankayyapa restrained his playful mood, and his beautiful mixed-blooded face showed a solemn look. "There is an extremely strong aura of resentment. The aura of resentment I felt when I was performing a mission in the Sea of ​​Purgatory was already scary enough. I didn't expect the resentment here to be even stronger."

Chen Mu looked around and said softly: "I didn't have any resentment when I came last time. It seems that the demon spirit has been here."

After all, it was my former home, and the departure of my father and mother somewhat condensed resentment.

“There is blood there!”

Bai Xianyu suddenly pointed at the remaining wall next to him.

Chen Mu turned his head and saw blood stains between the cracks of several stones. After squatting down and observing carefully, he found that the blood stains had dried up.

He moved away the surrounding stones, but it was the corpse of a hare.

The corpse is highly decayed.

However, as the digging was deep, the three of them were shocked and found that there were still many animals buried underneath, with at least twenty of them, including wild wolves, apes, etc., all of which were highly decayed.

After placing all the corpses of these animals aside, the three of them saw a white jade disk buried underground.

The disc is not big, with strange patterns like crescent moons.

But at first glance, it looks like a weird expression of a grimace and smile.

"What kind of magic should be used to use the blood and corpses of these beasts." Bai Xianyu analyzed.

Chen Mu's face was as gloomy as ink.

He could not understand why the demon spirit came here even though the people in Wuchen Village were dead.

What is her purpose?

The sky gradually became a little gloomy, and thick dark clouds dyed the blue sky dark gray, and even the wind gradually became stronger.

After searching the surroundings for no results, Chen Mu and the other two came to a dry well.

Last time Bai Xianyu entered this dry well and met Chen Mu and the others.

"Try your luck again."

Without saying a word, Chen Mu jumped into the dry well, and the two women followed him into the wellhead.

The black secret passage seemed particularly cold under the reflection of the illumination pearls. Chen Mu carefully stroked the wall patterns, sensed the coldness conveyed by his fingertips, and then walked deeper.

"So scared."

Mangaya, who is strange in nature, has started to make trouble again.

He hugged Bai Xianyu's arm and rubbed his snowy face pitifully: "Miss Xiaoyu, can you please let me hug me? Please comfort me."

"Go aside."

Bai Xianyu pushed her away in anger.

However, after Mangayasha interrupted, the already tense atmosphere became a little more relaxed, and his nerves were no longer deliberately tense.

Chen Mu took the initiative to raise his arm and said to Mangayaya, "I have the warmth to lend you."

But before Mangayashi could react, Bai Xianyu stepped forward and grabbed his husband's arm the next second, without giving other women a chance to get close to his husband.

Seeing this, Chen Mu smiled and continued to move forward.

Mangaya pouted his rosy cherry lips and muttered a few words on the ground, followed silently, and occasionally waved his pink fists toward Chen Mu from time to time.

Soon, the three of them came to a mural.

Unlike the mural that Yun Zhiyue and Su Qiaoer once saw, the color of the mural in front of you is more bright.

By simply wiping away the dust, you can see that some villagers in the murals are visible.

They knelt on the ground and worshiped Goddess Wumo. Everyone had a fanatical expression on their faces, as if they could feel the power of the spirit.

However, on their foreheads, the appearance of a worm appeared.

"Gu insect..."

Chen Mu murmured. "These people were controlled by the insects, so they worshiped the goddess Wu Mo. It is also amazing to be able to control so much."

"Dadada..."

While the three of them were watching the scene, they suddenly remembered a strange pounding sound in their secret passage, which was like footsteps and a wooden root hitting the wall.

Bai Xianyu pulled out a long whip and naturally protected Chen Mu.

Mangayaya picked up the two swords and looked alert.

Gradually, the figure in the secret passage became clearer.

The person who came was wearing a pair of armor, covered with blood, and holding the halberd seemed to be a soldier who had just come to fight on the battlefield.

What's strange is that there is no head on her shoulders.
Chapter completed!