Because of the lack of clues, Jiang ting and Chai Ying can't find more information even though they detect the blood on the wooden card that hasn't dried yet.
After that, they did not raise their feet again and went back to the village It sounds like a long distance. In fact, they are less than 30 Zhang away from the village. It's just because they have lost their cultivation now that they look very far away.
Soon, they are less than three feet away from the village.
"Ah..." A scream suddenly sounded from the village, it should be a woman.
With a slight pause, they glanced at each other and quickened their pace at random Although they didn't make a sound, they both thought of the bloodstain on the wooden card and the scream. Maybe the dead was found.
As the two returned to the village, the previously quiet village rooms opened one after another, and a man in animal skin or a burly woman walked out of the door.
"What's the matter?"
"Little stone, what's the matter?"
"Where's the smell of blood?"
With the discussion, Jiang ting and Chai Ying mingled in the crowd, close to a slightly wider stone house. At the door, there was a woman sitting on the ground with a look of horror.
Stone door, wide open.
They did not pay attention to the woman, but looked at the half covered room one after another. At a glance, they saw that on the stone bed, there was a strong man, who fell into a pool of blood. Obviously, he was dead. He could not die any more.
After a careful observation, their brows wrinkled at the same time Death, No.
A half size strong child timidly went to the door: "Niang..."
Jiang Ting thought for a while and then remembered that the child had no name yet, and was called Xiaoshi by the villagers The reason why it is Xiaoshi is that his father is named Wang Shitou.
Wang Shitou's son is called Xiaoshi, no problem! As for the terrified woman, whose name is Wang Xiaocui, is Xiaoshi's mother and the daughter-in-law of the man in the stone house.
Several men with sharp eyes all became frightened when they saw the room: "stone, he..."
No wonder they are Although the body was still intact, it was full of countless bite marks. It was not difficult to see many bite marks from the damaged skin.
The body was obviously killed by some kind of beast.
After a long time, a brave man came near and said with difficulty: "little stone, his mother, little stone, his father What's the matter? "
The woman was more and more shocked: "I I don't know. I wake up and his father is like this. "
No wonder she let anyone wake up, only to find that the person beside her pillow was dead, and the death was so miserable Who can keep calm?
The voice of the man quickly turned: "I go to the village head."
The village head in his mouth is the most normal person in the village. His name is Wang Fugui.
Jiang ting and Chai Ying look at each other for a long time, and at the same time withdraw from the crowd.
After a little distance, Chai Ying said, "what did you find?"
"There are many old wounds in his body, but it seems that he died of a beast or a bite."
After a pause, Jiang Ting frowned slightly: "it's just that something's wrong. He's in the room. How could he die of the beast's bite?"
Chai Ying's brow is also a wrinkle: "lose self-cultivation, distance slightly far see not true, if enter that room, should be able to see more clues."
Now, they are no different from ordinary people in their perception of being hidden from the rules.
When they were silent for a while, Jiang Ting took the lead in saying, "if you don't die early, you don't die late. But when we came in, we were dead, no matter how the man died In our current state, if the crisis finds us, we may not be able to stop it. "
It's a strange thing for a mortal without cultivation to be able to resist.
After a long time, Chai Yingcai sighed: "now, the most urgent thing is to find a way to recover cultivation, if not..."
Jiang Ting just ready to approve of nodding, eyebrows and suddenly a wrinkle: "wrong."
Chai Ying was puzzled: "what's the matter?"
"Here, it should be the past."
After a pause, Jiang Ting's eyes narrowed slightly: "although we came here in an instant, the time fluctuation in taboo drama is not fake, and you have said before that taboo drama is the history of endless years ago."
Chai Ying nodded quietly, without making a sound. She just looked at her with searching eyes.
Jiang Ting pondered for a while and then said, "the past is the past. Although it can be changed, for us, this is history. Unless there is external force, the past can not be changed at all The dead king's stone may be just a coincidence for us. "
Chai Ying hesitated for a moment, but shook her head: "but what if it's not a coincidence? Don't forget, now, you are called Wang Ergou, and I, Wang Erya. In this taboo play, we obviously replaced Wang Ergou and Wang Erya who used to exist, and Wang Shitou is really just Wang Shitou, or someone like us? "When Jiang Ting heard the speech, he felt more and more headache On the one hand, because of the existence of the rule of time, because he had encountered backfire, he thought that maybe it was a coincidence.
But what Chai Ying said is true They are now in the taboo, who knows if this is aimed at them?
The final guess about Wang Shitou's identity is even simpler This time, a lot of God kings entered the forbidden play, and not only God kings, but also nine level gods.
Who is Wang Shitou? He's dead. No one knows now.
In silence, time passes slowly.
"Here comes the village head." I don't know where the cry came from.
The two men, who were silent, raised their heads in a moment, and then squeezed into the crowd again without any trace No matter what the truth is, we should first see what happened to the dead king stone.
And whether he really died of the beast's bite.
As they returned to the crowd, an old man limping with the help of two men was fast approaching.
Jiang ting and Chai Ying's eyes narrowed when they saw the old man The old man was not wearing animal skin, but coarse linen.
Although the clothes are also poor, they are still much more gorgeous than the villagers wrapped in animal skins Since there are coarse linen clothes, we must have other better silk fabrics.
The village is wrapped in animal skin, obviously not because the time is too primitive, but because the village is too backward.
But they didn't show any difference, they just watched quietly.
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At the same time, the nether world.
Countless ghost families gathered in the reincarnation channel, and the ghost emperor sat on his throne.
But if you look carefully, although there are many ghost families here, in fact, the number of the king of gods is less than 100 It's not that the ghost emperor has not summoned other gods, but that other ghosts have entered the forbidden play.