Du Yan was dragged by Xiao Lang and ran all the way, but Fan's body was really weak, a widow who didn't walk a second door, she was out of breath after running a few steps.
The two were arrested before they reached the entrance of the village.
Perhaps because the merchant was from a foreign village, the two were not imprisoned in the ancestral hall this time, but were taken under the big banyan tree and tied to the big banyan tree with ropes.
Du Yan looked at the person standing in front of him.
The torches were beating, and the light source was bright and dark, leaving shaking lights and shadows on the faces in front of me. Everyone's face is almost always in the light, and the other half is shrouded in darkness. In the daytime, these may be just simple peasants, but under the cover of darkness, they turned into beasts one after another.
After a while, the white-bearded patriarch stepped forward from behind the crowd.
The expression on his face was contempt, disgust, and a little arrogance: "Fan, what else do you have to say now."
Du Yan looked at the people in front of him, and didn't have any desire to speak up. In the depths of his body, there was despair that belonged to the Fan family. If it was anyone else, he would have been defeated by this extreme despair long ago. He really regarded himself as the Fan family who suffered miserable two hundred years ago.
He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Xiao Lang, a little worried that Xiao Lang was affected by these emotions. Xiao Lang happened to look over, his eyes were still black and bright, and he nodded slightly when Du Yan looked over.
Neither of them spoke, but Du Yan somehow understood Xiao Lang's eyes, probably to reassure him that he should not be afraid.
Perhaps the two "prisoners" didn't have any feelings of panic or repentance, and the patriarch couldn't sing the one-man show.
Afterwards, the patriarch ordered a few young people: "You guys, stay and watch them, lest they run away again."
The few people in front of him, Du Yan felt a little familiar, he thought about it, and compared it from the memory bank. These faces were the corpses that appeared in those coffins when they entered the underground ancestral hall for the first time.
In this way, this should be the first group of people to take revenge after Fan became a Specter. Du Yan can probably predict what will happen next.
It's not that he can't escape, but he just doesn't know if he can successfully find the place where Fan was sealed after forcibly escaped from this illusion. Liang Fei must have gone there now.
Du Yan thought for a while, but decided to wait and see what happened.
Sure enough, when they brought it to the village to restore tranquility again, those few people couldn't help it. They looked at each other, then stepped forward to untie the rope that tied Du Yan.
Du Yan saw Xiao Lang's face, and instantly became extremely ferocious, even if he was tied tightly, he was struggling desperately. He winked at Xiao Lang, implying that the other party was just an illusion, and his emotions should not be affected too much.
Xiao Lang calmed down a bit when he saw Du Yan's expression.
After that, like the replay of the scene in the ancestral hall, these people may be trying to convince themselves that their actions are reasonable and just by insulting Mr. Fan. In short, there is a lot of foul language.
Du Yan remained silent until he was pressed to the ground, and his brows furrowed slightly. With both hands, he ripped open the front of his shirt, but Du Yan's mood didn't fluctuate, but he didn't want to experience what happened next.
At this moment, Du Yan's hands and feet were being held down, and only his head could move. But for him, it was enough. Du Yan's jaw pressed against his tongue, ready to use the blood on the tip of his tongue to get out of trouble.
The blood from the tip of the tongue is connected to the pericardium meridian of the human body, which is the blood with the most prosperous yang qi. In addition, Du Yanxiu Tianshi Dao is also a boy. With a mouthful of blood from the tip of the tongue, this illusion can be cracked.
However, before he could bite his teeth, Xiao Lang roared, "Let him go!"
Du Yan was startled by the sudden sound and almost bit his tongue accidentally. He looked in the direction of Xiao Lang, and saw a hazy phantom appearing on the man's body.
That appearance, that clothing, not Xiao Lang himself, who would it be. The current situation of the two of them is actually a very strange situation. They are equivalent to being pulled into the past memories by the Specter.
To put it simply, the consciousness and soul of the two people are trapped in the bodies of Fan Shi and the merchant in the illusion, and they experience everything that has happened from their perspective. If you can't control your emotions and feel the same for a moment, you will become a real fan or a businessman at that moment, and the connection with your body will be cut off for a moment.
Du Yan was not affected by Fan's emotions. He wanted to forcibly end the illusion. One was that he couldn't bear what was going to happen next, and the other was that he felt that what was happening now was not the past.
When Xiao Lang broke into the ancestral hall and rescued him, the trajectory of things may have been different from that in the past, so leaving now will not have any effect.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang was able to move freely in the fantasy world by forcibly leaving his body while he was conscious.
As soon as Xiao Lang got out of the peddler's body, he came straight towards Du Yan. However, now he is completely unable to touch those illusions.
The peasants among them could only wave their fists at the void in vain.
Du Yan shouted, "Come here and give me a hand."
Although Xiao Lang didn't know why, he still grabbed Du Yan's hand and pulled it upward. Du Yan got out of Fan's body, and now the situation has become that both of them are separated from the body.
Du Yan originally thought that after the two of them left, this illusion going in different directions would end directly. Unexpectedly, the tragedy in front of me continued.
Du Yan said in a deep voice, "In those days, that trader also came back and rescued Mr. Fan."
The big banyan tree in front of me stood quietly in the darkness, with the wind blowing through the leaves, making a rustling sound. However, it was no longer the quiet, silent banyan tree they had seen before, becoming a witness to the tragedy.
Fan's shrill cry for help was particularly harsh in the village at night. Some villagers came from their homes, but when the fire of hope ignited in Fan's eyes, those villagers stood quietly, with a slightly twisted expression, and even began to unbutton their belts.
The women in the village did not go out, and the doors and windows were closed. The people who came were all young and middle-aged, silently smiling and standing under the big banyan tree.
Perhaps it was the roar of the little guy on the side that made these people a little irritable, and some people started to come forward to relieve the boredom of waiting by torturing the little guy.
Fan shi just lay on the ground like this, watching the roar of the little guy from the beginning, and was slowly tortured to the point of dying, covered in bruises and bruises. In the end, the little man's head dropped, never raised again.
At that moment, the first tear finally fell in Fan's eyes. However, from the beginning to the end, she did not close her eyes, but stared at her red eyes, carefully remembering the ugly faces of the people in front of her.
The crime lasted from late at night to early morning. In the end, Mr. Fan was strangled to death with a trouser belt, and then hung from the big banyan tree.
After dawn, the patriarch came under the big banyan tree, and several young people guarded with a look of panic, explaining that they had fallen asleep, and when they woke up, they found that the two had committed suicide.
The patriarch just glanced at the two corpses hanging on the tree, even if the merchant was covered in bruises and bruises, and even if Fan was not fully clothed, he just said lightly: "Throw the man into the mountain, untie the woman, and hang it up. On the beam of his own house. In order to raise the reputation of the master, he said that his mother followed her husband, and asked the county to set up a chastity memorial for her."
The young man next to him asked, "Will Master Juren be held accountable?"
The patriarch sneered: "A Zhenlie's mother, or a mother who eloped with others, which is more beneficial to his future? He has already made a choice."
When the patriarch turned around and left, someone in the crowd said disdainfully: "Chastity Arch, this slut is really cheap."
Everything in front of me finally came to an end, and all the scenes gradually faded into ink.
What appeared in front of Du Yan and Xiao Lang was the dark ancestral hall. Looking out from the patio, you can see the dark stone walls. It turned out that there was a natural karst cave under the village.
This underground ancestral hall was built in a cave, just below the village ancestral hall. In the Xiangtang of the ancestral hall in the village, there are the corpses and spiritual seats of the merchants; in the underground ancestral hall, there is the suppression of the ghost Fan.
Du Yan and Xiao Lang forcibly escaped from the fan's body and the merchant's body in the illusion, which led to the fact that the two of them are now in a state of being separated from the body in the real world.
Du Yan looked up and saw the structure of the ancestral hall.
The structure of this underground ancestral hall is exactly the same as the ancestral hall in the village. The only difference is that the inner hall is not divided, but is integrated with the main hall. In the center of the ancestral hall, there is a coffin made of stone.
In front of the stone coffin, there was an unconscious person sitting beside it, it was Liang Fei. Liang Fei's backpack has been opened, and there is nothing inside.
Xiao Lang subconsciously wanted to go up to see Liang Fei's condition, but was pulled by Du Yan: "Look back."
Xiao Lang looked back and found that the two people lying down at the door were very familiar, it was him and Du Yan.
"what's going on?"
Du Yan said: "The soul is separated from the body, but it's not dead yet, don't worry."
Xiao Lang watched his body fall to the ground, but felt it was too strange, and asked hastily, "Then what should we do now? How should we restore our body?"
Du Yan glanced at him: "If I'm still in my body, there is a way to help you go back. Now, ask yourself."
Xiao Lang was almost full of question marks: "Ask me?"
Du Yan nodded: "However you came out, just go back. When you go back, put on the amulet around your neck and I will go back."
Xiao Lang nodded with a reliable face: "Look at me."
After a few minutes, nothing changed in the scene.
The two were relatively speechless, and Du Yan had to remind him: "You just think, you must go back to your body now, or something very dangerous will happen."
Xiao Lang worked hard for a long time, but still to no avail.