If you are a person who has grown up in a cultivation sect since childhood, you may not notice this small abnormality, after all, where can you still see a mortal atmosphere such as cooking smoke in a cultivation sect.
Therefore, he knew very well that at such a time when the sun was setting, when families returned home to prepare dinner, it should have been a lively time in the village.
Chickens and dogs fighting, children running and playing, those are the most common scenes.
But now in this village, except for the smoke of the cooking, all these sounds are completely inaudible, which naturally makes people feel extremely strange.
After thinking about it for a while, Ling Yuan temporarily changed his plan and turned around and walked towards the path, preparing to go to the village to have a look.
The trail descends the hill and down the hill to a wide field of crops and plants that seem to be very vigorous.
In the middle was a small road that shuttled through the fields, leading all the way to the village in the distance, the one that Ling Yuan had seen through the hidden characters before.
In the distance on the right, there is a small river that connects the village to the fields.
After Ling Yuan took a look, he walked directly along the path towards the village.
But the closer he got to the village, the more he sensed that something was wrong.
"It's strange, the rice in this pot is already cooked, why can't you even see the figures, could it be that something made them all leave" Ling Yuan entered a house near the entrance of the village, walked around the kitchen, and suddenly said with some doubts.
Of course, it was okay for one family to be like this, but after he had visited many households, Ling Yuan found that it was actually the case in the entire village.
This is very strange, after all, for the people of the village, the usual thing is nothing more than farming and resting.
It's not like the people on Earth, and there are so many entertainments.
Therefore, when it was supposed to be eat, there was no one, and there must be a secret in it.
"What kind of smell is this" Just as Ling Yuan was looking around, he suddenly smelled a very strange smell in his nose.
This smell has a faint sweetness, but after smelling it a lot, it seems to have a foul smell in it.
But when you smell it closely, you will feel extremely sweet.
This was really a very strange feeling, and what made Ling Yuan even more vigilant was that when he smelled this smell, he didn't know why he felt a faint feeling of drowsiness.
Shocked in his heart, a royal character immediately enveloped his whole body.
In this way, I stopped these strange smells from burrowing into my nose.
Obviously, this was definitely not an ordinary fragrance, otherwise, it would not have made him a little drowsy for such a powerful monk.
Ling Yuan suddenly felt in his heart that there would be such a strange silence in this village, and I was afraid that it would have nothing to do with this kind of thing.
With this in mind, he began to look around, trying to find the source of these scents.
Soon he came to the back of the village, where there was a dry land, much higher than the village, and there was a huge stone.
Ling Yuan saw at a glance that on top of the stone, there was a small dark red incense burner, and in the middle was a letter incense the thickness of chopsticks, which was about to burn out at this moment.
Now, he knew where the previous scent came from, and it was obvious that it was emitted by the incense stick.
It wasn't particularly coarse, but at the moment, it was like a faint cloud of smoke coming out of it, and it was impossible to see it if you didn't look closely.
And it is precisely because this place is upwind that some people put this incense in this place, so that all the smoke wafts into the village.
"Who is the ghost doing with those villagers, where did the villagers go" Seeing this thing, Ling Yuan naturally knew that the reason why this kind of scene appeared in this village was definitely because there were monks behind the ghosts.
Just as he was thinking about the reason for this, he suddenly heard a slight sound not far away, and he immediately blessed himself with a hidden word, and then quietly lurked over.
After a short time, he finally followed the sound and came to a house in the village.
At a glance, I saw that at this time, there were actually two young men in yellow clothes, turning out from behind the house, and the two were talking.
Looking at their appearance, they should be monks from the same sect, and their cultivation is not particularly high, and they have just built a foundation.
"Senior brother, let's come out to experience this time, the harvest is really not small, there are at least hundreds of mortals in this village, do you think we will have some unexpected gains" Among the two, the man who was relatively younger said with some excitement at this time.
"Who knows, but, let's move these ants to the back first, and then let's do it together, if we can have some unexpected gains, then we can go back this time, and we can directly get the recognition of the sect and become official disciples" The older, taller monk said with some uncertainty at this time.
Ling Yuan listened for a while, although he didn't know what they were talking about, he also knew that it didn't seem to be a good thing.
And at this time, I saw that the two people had entered the house, and then one person dragged the two villagers out, looking at their appearance, it seemed that they were not dead, they should have smelled the fragrance, so they fainted.
Now, he finally knew why the whole village was empty, it turned out that these two guys were the ghosts.
However, obviously their origins are not ordinary, after all, in an ordinary sect, if a disciple succeeds in building a foundation, he will already be a formal disciple, and listening to the meaning of these two guys, it seems that he has just reached the standard.
After thinking about it, he quietly followed.
It turned out that behind the house, there was a road leading directly to the farmland, and behind the house, there was a large, open and flat open space, which should be the place where the villagers used to dry rice during their busy farming days.
But now in the middle of this clearing, there is a hill, but this hill is completely stacked with more than a hundred people.
One by one, the villagers were thrown together at this time, unconscious and unconscious.
Ling Yuan even noticed that on the ground where these villagers were, there was clearly a formation at this time, this formation was not too big, but it enveloped all the villagers.
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And in the open space on the side, in addition to the two monks I saw before, there was also an older middle-aged monk, whose cultivation was also higher, and he was already in the middle stage of foundation building.
He was holding a bowl in his hand, and from inside he was spraying something on the unconscious villagers.
The formation seemed to have been activated a long time ago, so every time this person sprayed something on the villagers, the light of the formation would become more intense.
It was as if an aura had risen from the ground, sweeping straight towards the villagers stacked on top of them.
"How is it, have you finished cleaning up?"
saw the two of them dragging a few more villagers over, and the monk with the bowl stopped his movements and asked.
"It's all here, this village is still a little smaller, only these people are here, but it should be enough," the taller man nodded, and said.
"That's good, the corpse incense has already penetrated deep into their bodies, plus it has already been refined once just now, now we just need to wait for the formation to completely transform them.
If nothing happens, these mortals will eventually be able to turn into living corpses and be controlled by us.
Hearing this, the middle-aged monk immediately looked very satisfied.
"But it's not enough to have a living corpse, we have too many disciples to train this time, if we want to win out, I'm afraid we must have something to get our hands on, at least, we have to be an iron corpse," the youngest monk among the three looked a little dissatisfied at this time.
"That's not bad, but, with our strength, I'm afraid we can only refine the most ordinary living corpses, otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to control it ourselves" However, the middle-aged monk was a little skeptical, obviously, he didn't think it was a good idea.
"I think it's better for us to try, after all, it's still a while before the end of the experience, if we fail here, we can also find other villages to start over, I've seen it before, on this road, there are several other villages, there are a lot of mortal ants there, it's enough for us to come a few more times."
What's more, if we really succeed, then the benefits after going back are quite a lot" The taller monk, after thinking about it for a while, finally agreed with the opinion of the youngest monk.
"Well, there is some truth in what you said, and since that's the case, let's work harder.
Anyway, cultivation is just a matter of hard work, and if you fight, maybe you can make a lot of money" Seeing them all say this, the middle-aged monk suddenly had to think about it, and in the end, he also agreed, after all, thinking of those rewards in the sect, his heart immediately became hot
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