Nine thousand years old

Chapter 88

Ming Li was silent for a moment, a gust of wind blew, and a few petals floated over. He caught those petals and put them in Li Siyuan's palm: "You suspect these people."

The two men were very close, and the fork in the village was very obvious, but the people in the village didn't seem surprised, and greeted them warmly when they passed by.

It feels like a game, and these people are just NPCs, and the attitude towards them is documented, and there is no reaction to such innocuous actions.

Li Siyuan blinked, he raised his head and brought his lips close to Ming Li's ear: "Among the murlocs yesterday, one had his leg blown up by Li Jian, and the other was a little shorter, and I pierced his shoulder."

Today's Niu Zi also injured his leg, and Er Hu also had a hole in his shoulder.

Ming Li lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow.

The distance between the two was ambiguous, Mingli held Li Siyuan's waist and hugged him, even though he acted so boldly, the people and villagers around him still didn't take a look at him.

Li Siyuan finished the test, took a step back, the more he looked at these people, the colder he felt in his heart.

They wandered around the village, and they didn't go to their residence until it was almost lunch time. Halfway, they saw more and more villagers heading towards the temple.

Li Siyuan immediately grabbed a person and asked, "What are you doing?"

The figure of this person looked familiar, Li Siyuan took a closer look and found that it was the young man who showed the way in the morning, the young man's eyes lit up slightly, he looked at him happily and replied: "It's almost noon, let's go to worship the ancestors and the water god .”

Ming Li immediately blocked Li Siyuan behind him, opened his mouth and asked, "Water God?"

The young man glanced at him, and the enthusiasm in his eyes diminished slightly: "We rely on water to drink water. We have to worship at noon every day, but you don't want to go. Outsiders are not allowed to approach the temple."

Li Siyuan showed his head and bowed his eyes to thank him, Mingli pulled him and turned away, his face full of displeasure.

Li Siyuan poked him on the back: "I found it randomly, don't be so stingy."

Ming Li snorted lightly, expressing that he was so stingy, Li Siyuan had no choice but to stop in front of him.

"I'll carry you back."

Mingli disagreed, Wuchang was still in the courtyard, he was the one who was ashamed, and besides, he was reluctant to let Li Siyuan carry it on his back, but Li Siyuan thought it was very funny, so he pulled someone on his back.

Ming Li stared at his white and tender neck in silence, but obediently asked Li Siyuan to carry him on his back.

The man was tall and heavy, but Li Siyuan felt very happy. He walked back step by step with his back on his back, and talked in a good mood.

"When I was in junior high school, everyone fell in love. At that time, I always saw boys outside the school walking with their girlfriends on their backs. As a result, I didn't fall in love once after graduating from university."

Ming Li blew into his ear: "Sorry?"

Li Siyuan nodded: "Yes."

Then someone licked the tip of his ear.

Li Siyuan almost threw Mingli down: "Your reaction is wrong, other couples are very reserved, how can they lick their ears..."

The key point is that Mingli also likes to lick him at times, but when he was suddenly molested, Li Siyuan reflexively softened his waist.

"I don't want to be reserved." Ming Li put his earlobe in his mouth and mumbled.

Li Siyuan's face was filled with heat, he lost any thought of restoring his youth, and threw the color dragon on his back directly.

Ming Li ate the tofu, satisfied and led the man back.

Naturally, Mingli took care of the lunch. The three children who couldn't cook sat anxiously at the dining table and waited, smelling the fresh fragrance in the air and straightening their backs, full of anticipation for the lunch.

Although Wuchang had tasted Mingli's handicrafts, the number of times was very few. When he first smelled it, he really couldn't control his stomach growling.

Li Jian was surprised: "You, the famous impermanence! How can you have a stomach growl?"

Impermanence expressionless: "Dead people don't need to eat."

Li Siyuan stared at Impermanence, also very curious: "I heard Brother Ming said that you are the Holy Spirit, what is the Holy Spirit?"

"Holy Spirit, that is..."

Wuchang looked at Li Jian who looked expectant, then at Li Siyuan, and then said, "Me."

Li Siyuan lowered his head and took a sip of water, Li Jian rolled his eyes directly.

Impermanence lowered his eyes and looked at the table without saying a word.

Lunch is sweet and sour fish made of fresh river fish. The fish is very big. Mingli divides it into half to make soup. The cooking time is just right. The milky white soup exudes a strong aroma. Above, dotted with colour.

Add a portion of fried lettuce with shredded pork, and the four people are very satisfied.

At the dinner table, Li Siyuan and Li Jianwuchang talked about their guesses in the morning, and the four of them decided to go out to check again in the afternoon, cleaned up the dishes, and went out together.

Just as Li Siyuan said, it seems that many villagers have inexplicable wounds on their bodies, and even disappeared without a trace.

But the people in the village didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and they still sat around doing what they usually did, adding a bit of weirdness to the originally harmonious and beautiful Taoyuan Village.

Li Jian held a blade of grass in his mouth and didn't know what he was thinking about. Li Siyuan stood at the pier and looked at the whole village carefully.

Suddenly he turned to the side of Jiang Shui, frowned and looked at Jiang Shui, Ming Li put his coat on him, and gently embraced this person.

"looking at what?"

Li Siyuan turned his head slightly and said to him: "Do you remember Lei last night?"

Ming Li nodded, and Li Siyuan continued to ask: "Last night, the river bank was howling with howls of wind, and the river was not as calm as it was during the day, but it became like this again at dawn."

Ming Li understood, and looked at the distant river with a smile: "The water in the distance is black."

Li Siyuan knew he understood, turned around and greeted Wuchang and Li Jian: "Let's go out and have a look."

"Go out?" Li Jian was surprised: "Where are you going?"

Li Siyuan pointed to the black river in the distance: "There."

Wuchang followed and glanced at the distance, thinking about the villagers borrowing boats without saying a word, a few people boarded the boat, and immediately rowed in that direction.

Li Siyuan has two guesses, one is that they will exit when they go out, and the other is that they will return to the same place.

Because of this painting, people who come in will never be allowed to go out alive.

Only the dead can keep secrets the best. If someone slips through the painting and let people know the magic of the painting, there will be endless troubles.

If this is the case, then it is easy to guess what the owner of the painting is thinking. There must be more than ethereal divine power here, there must be something important.

This thing is the purpose of that person.

Li Siyuan had a faint premonition in his heart that he would probably meet that person soon.

The flimsy boat sailed until sunset, and finally drifted back to the village. Li Siyuan had an idea in his mind, and the four of them tossed around, just waiting for dinner to recharge their batteries, and went to see what was in the temple at night.

Li Siyuan didn't play games today, but stared out of the window fixedly, he always had an intuition in his heart that something would definitely happen today.

But what it is, even he himself doesn't know.

Ming Li was at peace, he fell asleep not long after lying on the bed, Li Siyuan turned around to look at him again, finally he was at peace.

He stretched out his hand and caressed the outline of Ming Li from the air, and all the irritability gradually turned into green smoke and flew out.

Li Siyuan closed his eyes quietly.

When he woke up again, there was already a branch on the moon outside, he leaned sideways and kissed Ming Li's lips carelessly, and soon Ming Li opened his eyes.

Ming Li was very satisfied with this way of waking him up, he deepened the kiss, and let him go after a mouthful of candy.

"Let's go to the temple."

Li Jian was sleepy, the green hair on his head was messy like a chicken coop, Wuchang held him tight, afraid that he would fall off while walking on the mountain road.

This road looked fine during the day, but it was really difficult to walk at night. Li Siyuan focused on the ground, and held Mingli tightly.

After all, there was a cliff on the side, so he didn't want to roll directly into the temple.

The unguarded mountain pass also confirmed Li Siyuan's mind. He was almost sure that the village was completely empty now, and soon those murlocs would appear again.

They want to catch up with this gap and go to the temple to have a look.

The few people moved slowly, and soon arrived at the entrance of the temple. This temple was built next to the entrance of the cliff, and it was magnificent. Various unknown beasts were carved on the surrounding pillars, which looked vivid.

But the inside seemed a bit empty, but soon Li Siyuan no longer disliked the emptiness here, because he had already seen countless exquisite murals, which were exquisitely crafted.

Under the murals are countless memorial tablets, which can be said to be temples or ancestral halls, enshrining the deceased ancestors in the village.

The things painted on it are messy, but nothing can be seen. The most shocking thing is the huge stone statue inside.

The stone statue towers above the sky and looks like a woman with fish fins on her arms and long hair hanging down to her feet. Her body is covered by a thin veil, and her lower body cannot be seen.

Her eyes were half open, as if she was looking at the people under her feet, and she seemed to want to open them.

But Li Siyuan felt an inexplicable chill of being stared at. He held Mingli tightly, and Mingli comforted him to protect him, but he didn't seem to care about the statue.

Li Siyuan looked at Li Jian who looked normal, and almost instantly confirmed that only he could feel that strange feeling.

He looked at the stone statue again, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the stone statue moved slightly.

"She seemed to be moving just now." Li Siyuan frowned, looked at the three of them and spoke.

Wuchang also looked at the stone statue, and said after a long time: "I can't see it, and I don't feel anything."

Li Jian was saying this, staring at the stone statue: "Probably we can't feel it, but Brother Yuan is special, we'd better be careful, this place is too evil."

Ming Li naturally agreed with Li Jian's statement, he took out the war halberd, nailed it firmly to the ground, as if guarding, the war halberd hummed, and soon returned to calm.

But without spiritual power, no matter how good a magic weapon is, it can only be used as a waste. Apart from resisting attacks, the war halberd has no role here.

But Li Siyuan felt relieved after all, he looked at the stone statue again, his eyes unconsciously fell on the box in the stone statue's hand.

"Can that thing be taken off?"

Li Siyuan asked Mingli, Mingli frowned: "Don't move, something is coming outside."

Thinking of those murlocs, Li Siyuan's face changed, but there was no way to avoid this place. He looked down at the phone, obviously these murlocs did not appear at this time yesterday.

Li Siyuan glanced at the stone statue calmly.

Either they found the wrong pattern, and those murlocs appeared at random times, or...the stone statue and those murlocs were connected.

In other words, this stone statue is alive at all.