Chapter five hundred and eighty eighth
The village chief shook his head: "I don't know who said it, but it's just the way it is spread."
Rumors are like this. After whoever said the first sentence, someone will continue to spread it with added fuel and jealousy. Later, the rumors will become more and more outrageous. However, the more outrageous things are, the more people believe them.
It’s not that the source of the rumor can’t be found, but it will take a lot of manpower and material resources to trace it backwards. If Zhao Ci and his team are here, there may be a possibility. Ye Yang and Butcher Wang alone can find the rumor.
The source is not enough.
Butcher Wang stopped worrying about the rumors: "When I entered the village, I heard someone say something about an old woman. Who was that?"
"There was a big fairy in the village before." The village chief said disapprovingly: "That big fairy couldn't do it. Many things could not be solved after talking about them. Many things could not be solved. That's what happened.
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The village chief pointed outside as he spoke: "She made that talisman bag. Who knows if it will work?"
The village chief didn't need Butcher Wang to ask any more questions and continued on his own: "Back then, after the girl from the old Mo family was taken away, the old lady said that the girl from the Mo family would have to come back sooner or later. When she came back, the dead would have to come in.
The village. At that time, the whole village will suffer."
"The village has long been frightened by the Mo family. When the old lady said this, they became even more frightened. They all begged the old lady to find a way, and the old lady went from house to house collecting money to make talisman bags for people."
"I didn't want to do it at first, but I can't stand the old woman at home who is prodigal..." The village chief said and looked into the outhouse.
Butcher Wang smiled and said: "She sold the talisman bag, and the Mo family didn't come back for ten or eight years. No one asked her to refund the money?"
"Who said no?" the village chief said: "The old lady said that the Mo family came back, but no one came back at first. Some people asked her to refund money, and she didn't refuse anyone who came to her door.
Give people their money back. Otherwise, don’t say anything.”
"But there are also people who believe her. Especially people who live on the same line as Lao Mo's family, they haven't even gone to her to refund their money."
"There were a lot of fights among those families because of the lack of refund. After the old lady died, some of the daughters-in-law saw that there was no hope of refunding the money, and they even had a few fierce quarrels with the men in the family."
The village chief sighed when he said this: "Who knew, the Mo family would really come back. Someone will be unable to sleep tonight!"
Ye Yang suddenly asked at this moment: "Has there been any movement in the Mo family?"
"No, no..." the village chief said, "What if there is any movement? If there is any movement, who would dare to take the talisman bag back? It shouldn't be like holding it tightly in your hand like a life-saving weapon."
Ye Yang was silent on the surface, but in fact he was using his inner power to transmit the message: "There is someone in the Mo family house. How can a yard that has been abandoned for more than ten years not even have a bit of Saturn?"
No matter how solidly the yard is built, if it is not taken care of over time, it will become overgrown with weeds. Especially at the entrance, it is easy for silt to accumulate.
Although Ye Yang and the others did not enter the Mo family's courtyard, they could see the open space in front of the screen wall.
It looked as if someone had just swept it there. Not to mention the mud, not even a speck of accumulated dust could be seen. There was no way there was anyone in the Mo family's yard.
Ye Yang sent a message to Butcher Wang: "Go and see how many families in the village have talismans hanging on them? Where are they?"
Butcher Wang made an excuse and stood up and left. As soon as she left, Ye Yang stopped talking. The village chief didn't know what to say and just stared at Ye Yang.
If it were an ordinary person, being looked at like this would make him feel uncomfortable all over. However, Ye Yang didn't react at all, sitting there motionless as if he couldn't see anyone around him.
Ye Yang not only stopped talking, but his breathing began to become slower and slower. After a while, he stopped breathing.
If a person is sitting still, others can probably tell if he is breathing or not. As soon as Ye Yang stops breathing, the old man feels something is wrong and tentatively shouts: "Da Xian'er!"
"Da Xian'er... Da Xian'er..." The old man shouted three times in succession. Seeing that Ye Yang still didn't respond, he reached out and reached under Ye Yang's nose.
This attempt frightened the village chief so much that he fell off the edge of the kang: "Old woman...young man...come on...come on..."
The family members all ran in from outside and tried two times under Ye Yang's nose. Their faces changed. The old lady complained: "Why are you so careless? The old lady said it, Mo."
When the family comes back, a dead person has entered the village. Why do you bring the dead person home? What are you going to do now?"
"What do you think we're doing?" The village chief stamped his feet: "What else can we do? Move people out!"
The village chief and his son came up and wanted to move Ye Yang. Ye Yang had already used a heavy weight pendant before they came over. The two of them struggled for a long time but couldn't pull Ye Yang up from the stool.
The village chief sat down on the ground and said, "This is the end of the world. The dead have taken root. We can't get out."
Chapter completed!