Nuanyang was held by Jiusi and flew high in the sky for a short while before arriving at his destination.
Shinan Town is a medium-sized town.
The water in the town is gurgling, the willows on the river bank are fluttering softly, small but elegant buildings are regularly arranged along the river, and the sweet fragrance of roses is floating in the air.
After finding a deserted alley to land, Jiusi took Nuanyang to a corner of the town.
Compared with other places, there are almost no human traces here.
Only a dark trace is left on the ground, indicating what happened here.
Jiusi waved his long sleeves in mid-air, and the mirror flowers and water moon belonging to the scene that the big man saw here appeared in mid-air.
In the picture, a young man wearing official robes can be seen standing aside, with a circle of people surrounding him.
An older man is squatting on the ground examining a corpse.
The scene was close to the corpse.
It must have been that the big man looked up curiously at that time.
Thanks to him, Nuanyang and Jiusi also saw it clearly.
This corpse is indeed a mummified corpse, and its dead appearance is exactly the same as that of a person in Beifeng Country whose soul was sucked by the inner demon.
"The spirit of the inner demon here has faded away.
It seems that he has left here a long time ago."
Jiusi said with some regret after accepting Jinghua Shuiyue.
Nuanyang was also a little frustrated.
He finally got some clues, but then they stopped.
Recalling the big man's words, he did say that he came here a few days ago.
Moreover, before he came, he didn't know how long the body had been here.
Frowning, Nuanyang said hesitantly: "Master, we can go to the deserted village that the man just mentioned.
Didn't he say that he saw a figure in it?
It might be an inner demon."
But as soon as he said that, Nuanyang regretted it.
How could the inner demon go to a deserted village?
This would not be of any benefit to him at all.
But who would have expected that Jiusi immediately nodded in agreement.
"That's fine.
We have to keep searching anyway, and we may not be sure what we will find."
Alas, Nuanyang sighed in his heart, has his master finally begun to break the jar?
According to Jing Hua Shui Yue, this deserted village is very close to Shinan Town, and it would only take the two of them a few hours to walk there.
After confirming the destination, Jiusi teleported to the entrance of the village with Nuanyang.
A broken stone tablet lay silently on the ground, with three words similar to "Huayu Village" engraved on it.
Because of the age, the handwriting had been mottled and unclear.
A loess road leads to the inside of the village.
Because there has been no human traffic for a long time, this road is covered with weeds, which are almost as high as the crook of a person's legs.
Because there was no one around, Nuanyang was not afraid of spreading her spiritual power outside.
She looked at the situation in the village while walking inward, and all the weeds on the road gave way to her.
As we go deeper, there are more and more houses on both sides of the road, but only a few walls are left in all of them, and even their original appearance is no longer visible.
I don’t know how many years this village has been deserted.
While walking, Jiusi's footsteps suddenly stopped and his eyes were fixed in a certain direction.
Nuanyang was originally walking in front, but when he saw this, he immediately stepped back and looked over, and then his eyes immediately lit up.
Not far away, there was an almost intact house.
Its side walls were covered with vigorously growing roses.
In the overly warm early spring of Yunmang Country, pink or snow-white flowers had already bloomed.
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Even though they were so far apart, Nuanyang still felt that the rose was already psychic, and the friendly feeling made her couldn't help but rush over with a cheer.
Jiusi was careless and failed to hold her.
Seeing her running away like a child, he could only smile fondly and followed helplessly.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
As she ran closer, a weak cry like a cat suddenly reached Nuan Yang's ears.
The smile on her face disappeared.
She immediately stopped and looked around solemnly, looking for the direction from which the cry came. .
There are still people in such a deserted village When the wind blows, the green leaves of the large bush of roses hanging on the wall ripple, and countless pink petals fly.
A pink skirt is looming, and the warm sun is startled, and then it is exposed towards the skirt.
The place went around the back of the house.
The girl who was crying was leaning against the wall, her long black hair almost completely covering her petite body.
She wrapped her arms around her knees, buried her head deeply, and kept sobbing with extremely aggrieved sounds.
"Who are you?
What happened?"
He approached cautiously.
Seeing that the girl had no reaction and was still crying in a low voice, Nuanyang finally couldn't help but asked curiously.
Although Nuanyang's voice was gentle, the girl was still startled.
She raised her palms and looked at the warm sun with her tearful little face in horror.
Her little body shrank back, but she immediately realized that there was a wall behind her and there was no way to retreat.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.
I just want to know why you are crying so sadly."
Seeing that she was too frightened by him to speak, Nuanyang spoke softer and squatted down to look at her level.
The girl was stunned, and saw that Nuanyang was just looking at her quietly, her eyes soft and not like a bad person, and her mood finally relaxed.
"My name is Xia Wei.
I am sixteen years old.
I live in Huayu Village with my sister.
There were only two of us in this village, but I killed my sister.
I will never see my sister again."
As she spoke, the girl choked and cried again.
Nuanyang understood what she was crying about, but she was still at a loss.
She was not very good at comforting others.
"Don't be sad.
Can you tell me what happened?
Maybe I can help you."
After hesitating for a moment, Nuanyang spoke.
She raised her hand and wanted to pat her back that was shaking because of crying, but she couldn't.
Afraid of scaring her, she finally took it back.
When Xia Wei heard what she said, she actually stopped crying.
Her crying little face looked at Nuanyang with longing, and her voice still had a cry in her voice and asked: "Really, will you help me?"
Nuanyang smiled coquettishly, and having learned from the past, she replied shamelessly: "First tell me what happened.
I will definitely help if I can."
Xia Wei's actual age is obviously one year older than Nuanyang, but in fact, her mind is far inferior to Nuanyang.
Even though it was a vague guarantee, Xia Wei still opened her eyes and revealed everything to her without reservation.
"My sister and I are twins.
We grew up together, and our faces are exactly the same.
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Even our parents would mistake us for each other.
When we were six years old, a plague broke out in the village, and all the villagers died.
Our My parents also died, and only my sister and I survived.”
"We originally moved out to live in the town, but people didn't like us and said we were a disaster, so my sister took me back to the village." "" :