Through a small door, they entered the backyard.
The yard is not big, with three houses in total, the main house facing south.
Here is the same as the street outside, quiet without a trace of popularity.
Xiao Xi'er walked in the front and pushed open the door.
The old wooden door is like a senile old man, moving staggeringly, and making a "squeak, squeak" sound as if he couldn't breathe after taking a few steps.
Like the shop in front, even in the daytime, the doors and windows of the house are closed. Not only that, there are large pieces of red cloth hanging on the windows and doors, and there is no open fire, so the house is very dark.
It took Jian Xiuyun a long time to get used to it before he could see the situation in the house clearly.
The room is not big, and the furnishings are simple. There is a round wooden table at the entrance and a bed at the corner.
The bed was covered with a red quilt, and there was a woman sitting inside, holding something in her arms, murmuring, as if she was talking about something.
There was a chair beside the bed, and a man with a haggard face was sitting beside him, his eyes were scarlet, looking at the woman on the bed wearily.
There was a lot of movement when they came in, but neither of them looked up at them.
They seem to be immersed in their own world.
"Father, Uncle Lizheng has invited Brother Immortal." Xiao Xi'er ran over with small steps, and said while shaking the man's hand.
Hearing the words, the man finally made a move, slowly turned his head and looked at them.
His eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, dim and dull.
"Li Zheng." He stood up stiffly and saluted.
Li Zheng waved his hand at him, pointed to Jian Xiuyun and Lin Liaoting and introduced: "They are the immortal cultivators we invited to catch monsters. They are all people with profound morality, and they will definitely avenge Yu'er."
When Zhao Bai heard this, the corners of his mouth slowly curved up, he squeezed out a smile, and cupped his hands and said to them: "Then I'll leave it to all the elders."
Jian Xiuyun looked at him for a long time, and said lightly, "You're welcome."
After finishing speaking, he walked forward and came to the bedside.
After getting closer, he could clearly see a boy wrapped in a red cloth in Zhao's arms. The boy was pale, bloodless, and his lips were blue. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.
But Mrs. Zhao didn't seem to realize it, while holding him and shaking him gently, he was still muttering something.
Jian Xiuyun listened carefully, it was a nursery rhyme.
"Sanshui is sloppy, the water is clear and clear, and Changchang Mountain cannot grow."
Repeatedly, just these few words, chanting back and forth.
"Madam Zhao, may I check on your son's injury?" Jian Xiuyun asked tentatively.
As soon as his words fell, Zhao suddenly stopped all movements.
After a pause, she slowly raised her head.
Her hair is messy like weeds, loosely scattered, part of it is in front of her eyes, covering her right face, and only half of her left face can be seen.
Her skin was extremely white, with a hint of blue. In her slender Danfeng eyes, the pitch-black pupils accounted for most of them. There was only a small part of the white of the eyes, which added a bit of horror to the plain whiteness. Her chapped lips were pale white due to lack of water.
The whole person is like a ghost crawling out of hell.
She tightened her arms suddenly, and hugged the child in her arms tightly, her eyes were full of coldness, as if frozen in ice.
"You want to steal my baby?!" she screamed.
Her voice was like an erhu that had been dusty for a long time, sharp and hoarse, and matched with the cold expression, Lin Liaoting was so frightened that he took a step back.
"Miss Zhao, calm down." Seeing this, Lizheng hurriedly tried to persuade him.
"I'm not robbing your child, I just think he's so young, he's born with an extraordinary appearance, I can't help liking him, I want to see him, is that okay?"
Jian Xiuyun changed the subject and said this.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao seemed to relax a little, raised her hand to lift the long hair on her cheek, revealing her entire face.
The tails of her eyes were upturned, and she suddenly smiled, and said to the child in her arms: "You are right, our Yu'er, we are good-looking, and our homework is good. Master likes him very much. He often tells me that Yu'er Er'er will be the number one scholar in the future, and then become a high-ranking official. If Yu'er becomes a high-ranking official, she will no longer be a businessman, so she won't have to be looked down upon by others, and then she will help Xiao Xi'er get rid of her business status and find her a good husband. Son-in-law, don’t you think so? Yu’er..."
She muttered to herself for a while, then suddenly raised her head, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, she looked at Jian Xiuyun and said, "Look at him? Why do you want to look at him? You don't want to get Yu'er away from me Take it away, I tell you, it's impossible!"
she said, screaming again.
Seeing this, Lin Liaoting at the side couldn't help it anymore, pulled Jian Xiuyun's sleeve, and whispered: "Master, this woman has a brain problem, why don't you just knock her out."
When Jian Xiuyun heard this, his expression did not change, but he reached out his hand in the dark and squeezed his arm fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Are you a bandit? You are the disciple of the moment, and you represent the moment of the moment outside." Time, don't lose face."
"Oh." Lin Liao Ting replied embarrassingly.
Seeing the woman like this, Jian Xiuyun knew it would be a time-consuming battle, so he stopped worrying and said to Li Zheng, "Let's go out first."
Li Zheng didn't want to stay here any longer, so he immediately agreed.
After they went out, Li Zheng sighed and explained: "After Zhao Yu left, something is wrong with Mrs. Zhao."
Jian Xiuyun didn't respond, just nodded, turned to look at the gloomy room even in the daytime, and said: "In that case, come back later."
child time.
Lin Liaoting yawned, followed behind Jian Xiuyun, and asked helplessly, "Master, are you sure we're going so late? Don't you want to speak to Li Zheng?"
Jian Xiuyun kept walking, and replied flatly: "It's not necessary."
Seeing his laziness, Jian Xiuyun was a little angry, "Is this your mission or mine?"
"Mine, mine." Seeing that Jian Xiuyun lost his temper, Lin Liaoting cheered up and replied.
It was already late at night, the doors of every house were closed, there was no light, and there was no one on the street. Occasionally, the wind blew and rolled the fallen leaves on the ground, making it look very desolate and lonely.
The two were walking on the empty street. Although Lin Liaoting was always bold, his back was a little chilled by the atmosphere. He quickened his pace and walked side by side with Jian Xiuyun.
"Master, why do I feel that this ancient stone city is panicked and has no trace of popularity?"
"Maybe." Jian Xiuyun answered irrelevantly.
When they arrived at Zhao's Cloth Village, they looked at each other and flew into the courtyard together.
Found the main house facing south.
Because the wooden door kept ringing, the two of them didn't go through the main entrance, but carefully opened the window and went in through the window.
The people in the room still maintained their previous postures.
Zhao Bai sat on the chair, propped his head with one hand, and looked sound asleep.
Mrs. Zhao sat on the bed with her body arched and her head down. She also fell asleep, but she still held Zhao Yu firmly in her arms.
They walked lightly and came to the bed.
Jian Xiuyun cast a body-fixing spell to immobilize Mrs. Zhao, and then carefully carried out the child wrapped in layers of red cloth from her arms.
Although Zhao Yu was thirteen, he was small in stature, and since he had been dead for a long time, he was not heavy, so he was not considered strenuous.
But he was a dead man after all, his face was blue, his lips were half parted, showing his white teeth, and he looked terrible.
Jian Xiuyun averted his eyes and motioned Lin Liaoting to take him over quickly.
Lin Liaoting was also reluctant, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only grit his teeth and take him over.
Then put the body on the table not far away.
"Untie the red cloth." Jian Xiuyun said.
"Yes." Lin Liaoting replied with a bitter face, then frowned, pinched his nose with one hand, and began to untie the red cloth with the other.
Zhao Yu should have been dead for more than three days, and the smell of dust and decay, which is unique to corpses, spread little by little as the red cloth was untied.
Lin Liao Ting was in more pain, and hurriedly speeded up the movements in his hands.
Soon, a pale young body was exposed in front of them.
Zhao Yu didn't even have any clothes on inside, and his whole body was displayed naked in front of them.
The boy's skin was lifeless and dead white, his legs were drooping limply, his left hand rested limply on his chest, while the right side was empty, with nothing.
Jian Xiuyun took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, walked forward, and began to inspect the boy's wounds.
However, just after taking a look, his expression froze.
"Master?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Lin Liao Ting also moved closer, and then saw that the boy's right arm was neatly severed from the shoulder blade, which was clearly the mark of being severed by a sword.
"Isn't this a sword wound?" Lin Liaoting scratched his head, "Didn't they say that there are monsters eating people?"
"They're lying." Jian Xiuyun frowned slightly, subconsciously grasping Qinghan Sword.
"Why?" Lin Liaoting was even more confused.
"Maybe... it's misleading us." Jian Xiuyun seemed to have a sense, and slowly turned around holding the sword.
Zhao Bai and Zhao Niangzi, who were asleep, woke up at some point and were looking at them.
The whites of their eyes had completely disappeared, leaving only the black pupils, occupying the entire eye sockets, and the moonlight shone on their faces along the window, giving off a cold light.