Chapter 60 Uninhabited Village

After the waterfall, the road ahead gradually became deserted, and there were winding vines everywhere. The road was full of thorns. If you don't look closely, you can't find the original road. Feng Junyang took a branch and patted the overwhelming spider web. A four-legged snake would suddenly come out, and a pile of caterpillars would fall on his neck. He shouted and cried bitterly.

"Child, don't talk nonsense in the deep mountains and forests. Don't say 'It's over and die', and I won't call your name either.

"Why? Ye Xuanji!" He deliberately called his master's name.

"You curse me to death! Didn't you find it? The more miasma this area is, the heavier it is. You see, the sun can't shine in. In such a place, there are many lonely ghosts. They can't find a ghost who can't be reincarnated. As long as I call your name, they will find you and let you be a stand-in here, and they can be reincarnated..."

Feng Junyang looked up. Sure enough, there was a red sun in the sky, but the light could not shine in, and he could not feel the warmth on his body. Instead, he had a cool feeling. The humidity in the forest is very heavy, and occasionally there will be a mass of fog. These fogs are gray, a little gray, and dark.

He remembered the black souls flying out of Qianhe's body. Are these also souls? How much resentment have those dark souls suffered? Like a thousand cranes, you don't even know why you died?

Qianhe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Little fox, Fengling, are you all right now? If there is a chance, you must go back to your cherry hole, sit on the Sara tree on the top of the mountain, quietly watch the moon rise, and never come out of this complicated world again...

Thinking of this, Feng Junyang sighed. Bypass the black gas for fear that they will rush over.

"When did you have these experiences? I never told you." Ye Xuanji watched Feng Junyang bypass the resentment. If it had been before, wouldn't this naughty child go to catch the fog and play?

What experience? Isn't it humid where there is fog? Master, you have said before that heavy humidity is not good for your health. Feng Junyang said perfunctorily, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

Feng Junyang, why are you building a line of defense for your master now? He is your master! The nine-death master has now come all the way to "destroy" Mei Lanyue in order to show his ambition!

No! Don't believe him! Another voice retorted that what Qing Lingzi said was reasonable, and Ziyi's reminder could also be heard. Why do I think it's a little strange for him to come out this time? What's wrong?

Wearing a hat? A hoarse voice? But I didn't see him kill anyone along the way. On the contrary, he became more and more elegant. Since he found Mei Lanyue, he seems to have changed. It's no longer as boring as before, and occasionally I make half-muffy jokes with myself.

Two voices fought in his mind, and he couldn't remember for a moment that the dark forest had gone. It's suddenly bright in front of me! This feeling is like the first impression of going to the Moon Villa that night!

"Master! There is a large village ahead!" Feng Junyang pointed to a village not far away in surprise and said.

"Are you tired?" Ye Xuanji said, "Okay, let's ask for a cup of hot water before we go on the road."

The two accelerated their pace, and the village was getting closer and closer, but the wind was handsome but suspicious: the field of this village was barren, which seemed to have been abandoned for several years. The fields were full of weeds, and there was no trace of seedlings!

Also, in order to advance to any village, most of the people who came out to greet people first were cats and dogs that suddenly came out, but today is different. Not to mention dogs, they didn't even hear the dog barking!

"Master, I have a bad feeling." Feng Junyang stopped and said, "Don't go."

"What are you afraid of!" Ye Xuanji gently pushed him, "He used to be so bold."

"No, there are no people in this village. It's bare everywhere, and the sun can't shine in. I always feel panicked, and my back is cold, as if there is a ghost behind me.

Ye Xuanji was unhappy: "It's me behind you... Am I a ghost?"

Feng Junyang didn't say anything and stood for a long time before walking slowly. Since the master insisted on going, go and have a look. Amitabha Buddha and Bodhisattva, don't stick out a bloody head from the window grid!

The two walked into the village. The village was wet and dark everywhere, and the sunlight seemed to go around, and there was no light at all. The houses in the village are all civil structures. It is faintly visible that the pillars were painted bright red, and mottled paint can be seen where there is no wind and sun. Feng Junyang slowly walked through a row of houses. The layout of these houses is the same. They are all hanging buildings. The windows and doors on the upper floor are carved with fine patterns, and the four corners of the house are upturned. Although it is dilapidated, you can still feel its elegance.

"The house here seems to be an elegant bamboo house with hundreds of grass, and it is also a hanging building." Feng Junyang said.

"Yes, in the deep mountains, people usually make houses into hanging buildings to prevent beast attacks and snakes..." Ye Xuanji looked around and said suspiciously, "This place..."

"What's wrong?"

"This is where our master lived!" Ye Xuanji had mixed feelings, "I actually forgot such an important place!"

"How can you forget that you have studied medicine with your master for so many years and lived here?" Feng Junyang didn't believe what the master said and always felt that he was covering up something.

"It's not that I forgot, but there are some changes in this place." Ye Xuanji explained, "You see, there used to be two hanging buildings, but now there are more than a dozen. We used to live in these two buildings..."

Following the guidance of the master, Feng Junyang saw two particularly dilapidated hanging buildings next to each other. Several pillars underneath could no longer see their true colors, with green moss marks, as if they were about to break at a touch.

Except for these two which are very dilapidated, the rest are still intact.

"Strangely, after the Mei family's fire, we moved away from this place. When we left, there were only two hanging buildings. Did anyone come to build it later?" Ye Xuanji looked around in surprise, "Look, handsome, that banyan tree was planted by me. For so many years, it is still so thin..."

"This is the kind of uninhabited house, and the vegetation that is unattended is not much better." Feng Junyang asked, "Master, after you leave, no one will live?"

"I was the last one to leave the ghost village..."

"Ghost Village?" Feng Junyang was shocked, "Why is it such a scary name!"

"Isn't my master called ghosts?" Ye Xuanji smiled and said, "He was not worried about ghosts. Because of his good medical skills, he can come back to life. Even the black and white impermanence of life are afraid of him. When he sees him, he is worried about ghosts, so the place where he lives is called Ghost Village..."

"This is also scary enough. You have never said your master's name. Where was your master when you moved away?

Ye Xuanji sighed and told Feng Junyang about what happened before he moved out of this place 21 years ago.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, Ghost Chou was stolen by an apprentice named Sang Zi. The ghost was so angry that he spit out blood and vowed to find Sang Zi at the ends of the earth. There is one thing in common when you accept apprentices to treat patients, that is, if you don't ask where you come from, you can treat every disciple as if you have come out; if you don't ask where you come from, you can calm down and don't ask for money. But it was because he didn't ask where he came from, so he didn't even know anything about Sangzi's situation. However, in the conversation between Sang Zi and his fellow brothers, he heard him talk about his hometown Yunnan, so he sent more than a dozen disciples to Yunnan to find Sangzi.

And when he saw that he was worried, he took his eldest disciple Xie Lianjian to Jinmei Villa to send traditional Chinese medicine to the old lady.

Ye Xuanji was also clicked to Yunnan. In the evening before departure, he went to Jinmei Villa to have a private meeting, but he was met by Mei Yijun outside the gate. Mei Yijun was kindly invited. Ye Xuanji arrived at the lobby of the Mei family to know that the master ghost and the eldest brother Xie Lianjiao were also there. Mei Yijun told Ye Xuanji that he might miss the old lady's birthday on the Mid-Autumn Festival night when he went to Yunnan, but hoped that he would not miss the wedding on the Double Ninth Festival in September.

Ye Xuanji thought that Lan Yue had told Mei Yijun that he had privately decided to live with her, and he was very happy. Unexpectedly, the ghost got up and said, thank you, Master Mei, for your success.

"Mei Lanyue is going to marry ghosts?" Feng Junyang asked in surprise.

"Yes, I saw Mei Yijun also forced a smile. When he sent me out, he seemed to stop talking. Mei Yijun has always acquiesced in my relationship with Lanyue. I don't know why I suddenly want to marry Lan Yue.

"I knew that the teacher's fate was difficult to disobey, so I left that night. When I arrived in Yunnan, I didn't have the mood to find Sang Zi. At that time, I hated my master in my heart. Even if I found it, I was willing to learn the contents of the medical book with Sang Zi and never return to this place again." Ye Xuanji said sadly, "I stayed in Yunnan for half a month, lingering among the mountains and rivers and drunk in Liu Lane, Flower Street. Suddenly, the news came that Jinmei Villa had been extinguished by the fire, and I kept rushing back to Jinmei Villa. It was seven days after the fire.