I looked at the village chief curiously: "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"It's nothing." The village chief touched his pocket. He probably wanted to smoke, but he couldn't find it. I opened a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and handed it to the village chief.

The village chief Dilan took a deep breath and then said, "Actually, there is nothing big. The relationship between our two villages was not very good before. Now, the incident in Anyong Village Primary School has been in trouble, and the people in the two villages are even more incompatible. They say that our village is a witch that confuses the public and desecrates the gods, which leads to the accidents in Anyong Village Primary School for many years."

"To put it bluntly, they are just jealous of the fact that the school was built in our EY village, not their village."

The village chief said it was quite helpless, and it seemed that the relationship between the two villages was indeed not very appropriate.

After listening to the village chief's explanation, we couldn't continue to insist on asking the village chief to take us there. After saying goodbye to the village chief, the three of us went to the village chief next door alone.

The next village is not very far from An Yong Village. The mountain in front of Wannianling is the next village. The three of us climbed directly from the mountain.

I have been looking for Jiang Bing’s mountain for many days and nights, and I have been familiar with it.

After arriving at the next village, we directly found the village chief of this village.

But the village chief's attitude was obviously not very good. He didn't even raise his eyelids when he spoke to us.

When we asked about the nouveau riche who built a granary in Wannianling ten years ago, the village chief paused slightly.

"He lives at the end of the village now, and the worst thatched hut is where he lives. If you want to find him, go there."

The words "The Worst Thatched House" surprised me a little.

I looked at him in confusion and asked, "Didn't he say he was a nouveau riche before? How could he live in that kind of place?"

"The man is crazy, and his wife runs away with the money with the child. My parents are so angry that he stays there alone. The people in the village take turns to deliver him some leftovers every day, which is considered to be taking care of him." The village chief answered us casually.

The village chief's answer surprised us a little. We never expected that the man would fall to this level.

When I went to find him, Zhao Jiyou and I bought a lot of bread and mineral water in the convenience store in this village. On the way, I took out my cell phone and looked at the message Gu Xiaoyun sent me.

The king was forty-five years old. Ten years ago, his family had more than 20 acres of land, which can be regarded as the richest man in their village. It is rare to have more than 20 acres of land in a mountain village, let alone ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Wang Quangui planned to build a granary on Wannianling, but without the permission of the villagers of An Yong Village, Wang Quangui planned to lead people to secretly build a construction in Wannianling at night, but unexpectedly, all the materials needed to build a granary were burned down due to a sudden fire.

Wang Quanguo became unconscious because of the fire. Wang Quanguo's wife took away all the property in the family and left Wang Quanguo with her children.

In fact, Wang Quanguo’s parents were not angry to death, but in the end they were sick and their daughter-in-law ran away, and their son became stupid. They had no money to see a doctor and were also in a bad mood. In the end, they died of depression.

When his parents died, his wife ran away. Wang Quangui could be said to have nothing, and all the fields in his family were sold to the villagers. In exchange for the villagers taking turns to deliver food and clothes to Wang Quangui. This gift took ten years.

The place where the king and noble live is not as unbearable as the village chief said, at least it is not thatched huts.

The house is made of red bricks, and there is only one room. It seems that the king and nobles should sleep and rest. There is indeed a thatched hut next to the house, which contains pots and many bowls.

The bowl was filled with unfinished leftovers. The king and powerful man were unconscious and could not finish cooking or washing dishes.

We gently knocked on the door of the Wang Quangui’s house, but there was no sound inside.

At the end, Zhao Jiyou pushed the door open directly, and the stench inside the sword that pushed the door open swept across.

The room was particularly smelly, and I seriously suspected that the king and nobles were not only unconscious but also did not know how to clean up their urination and defecation.

We endured the strong smell and walked into the house and took a look. We saw a figure wrapped in a quilt in the corner of the house.

The figure should be the king and nobles. Wang Quanguo seemed to have heard the movement of opening the door and looked back at us. This time I saw him clearly.

He is in his forties and his hair is not as white as it is, but his hair is not black, it is covered with dust, and his hair is particularly long. It should be that no one has cleaned it up for him for a long time.

Not only that, the faces of the king and powerful were also covered with ashes, and they looked particularly embarrassed. To put it bluntly, they were even more dirty than beggars begging on the roadside.

The first time the king turned his head, he saw the bread and water in my hand. His eyes were like a wild wolf who saw the prey walking alone in the forest, showing a cunning gaze.

As if I were to make up, I shook the bread and mineral water in my hand at Wang Quanguo and said to him: "If you want to eat it, come out."

After saying that, I left the room directly without waiting for the king and nobles to answer.

Not long after, I saw Wang Quanguo running out of the house as if he was crazy. His clothes were completely different, either this was broken or that was rotten.

The king and noble who ran out immediately ran to me and looked straight at the bread and water in my hand.

I handed Wang Quangui a bag of bread and water, and gently placed the remaining bread behind me.

Wang Quangui should be very hungry. He took the bread packaging bag and started to eat it in big mouthfuls.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you must honestly answer all the remaining bread for you." I looked at Wang Quangui and said softly.

The king nodded quickly, and in his eyes, nothing seemed to be comparable to things.

This also indirectly shows that the king and nobles are not fully conscious, and at least they can understand what I say.

"Did you cover the granary on Wannianling?" I looked at the king and nobles and said word by word.

The king and nobleman ate the bread in big mouthfuls and nodded violently without any concealment.

"When the fire broke out...what did you see?" I took a deep breath and continued to ask carefully.

Wang Quanguo finally paused his movements, and his speed of eating bread decreased slightly.

"There are so many houses..." Wang Quangui said it and used his hands to compare it.

Wang Quangui’s answer and Lao Hu’s answer were not much surprised, both said that he had seen many houses.

I patiently spoke again, "What else did you see?"

"I saw... me!" Wang Quangui's eyes became weird, and he chuckled at me: "I saw me, I saw me wearing armor and holding a big sword... I saw so many dead people... dead people..."

"Have you seen a big stone?" I frowned.

Wang Quanguo's eyes suddenly became dull, and he stared at me and said, "See! The stone... What a big stone... Three Lives Stone... That's Three Lives Stone!"

"The rumors about the Three Lives Stone are not fake! There are really three Lives Stones... What a big stone... I can see my previous life... I was a general in my previous life!"

Wang Quangui suddenly lost control, and in panic, he actually sat on the ground.

He became as if he had retreated with Lao Hu, and kept shouting that he had seen the room... he saw the armor and sword... he saw the Three Lives Stone!

"I also saw...and saw something else..."

Wang Quangui suddenly spoke and asked me to pick up hope again. I looked at him in a hurry and asked, "What else have you seen?"

"I saw... I saw the monster!" Wang Quangui stared at his eyes and his mouth was very big, and all the bread that had not been eaten fell out: "He... he had four hands... three... three eyes! Monster! He is a monster!"

"Four arms and three eyes...Aoki Saburo?!"

Zhao Jiyou and I spoke almost at the same time.

Wang Quangui said that he saw a weird man with four hands and three eyes. Could it be that he saw... it was Aoki Saburojun?

I still remember the Aoki Saburo-jun that Zhao Jiyou mentioned to me.

Aoki Saburo met a beauty in his nine lives and lasted for his nine lives. He committed a big taboo in his practice. He would never regret it and would never be protected by the Three Life Stone in the underworld... just to... just to wait for her!

We didn't know whether Lao Hu was talking about it was true or not, but now it seems that Wang Quanguo and Lao Hu were not surprised.

In the end, I gave all the remaining bread and water to Wang Quangui. Before leaving, I hesitated for a moment and took out three hundred yuan from my pocket and handed it to Wang Quangui.

I don't know if he will use his money to buy things. I just want to do my best and try my best to help him if I can.

After investigating the king and nobles, we did not continue to stay in this village and returned to EYang Village as we had come before.

However, when he walked to the top of the mountain in front of Wannianling, Mao Zhengyuan, who had been silent, suddenly stopped.

I turned my head to look at him in confusion, and happened to see his face solemn, and my eyebrows were frowning and staring at Wannianling, which was obviously shorter than this mountain not far ahead.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?" I asked Xiang Mao Zhengyuan.

Mao Zhengyuan slowly shook his head and said simply and clearly: "There is a problem, but I can't see it."

"What's the problem?" Zhao Jiyou asked Mao Zhengyuan in confusion.

Mao Zhengyuan pondered for a moment.

“Feng Shui Problems.”

I suddenly thought of what Zhao Jiyou told me.

Mao Zhengyuan is also proficient in the five techniques of the Taoist school, but among the five techniques of Taoism, Mao Zhengyuan is best at measuring characters and calculating feng shui.

But at this moment, Mao Zhengyuan said that there were some Feng Shui problems there.

"Can you see what?" Zhao Jiyou asked in a low voice with a serious expression.

Mao Zhengyuan shook his head and said, "I can't see it here, I have to go there."

While speaking, Mao Zhengyuan pointed to the back of the mountain beneath us.

It was also a mountain, and it was a little higher than the mountain at our feet.
Chapter completed!