I am King Gou

The villager immediately said: "There is a house in the west of the village, it is quite large, and you people can live in it. It's just that there has been no one living in that place for a long time, so you have to tidy it up yourself."

Pei Ling nodded and said, "Thank you, can I trouble the old man to lead the way?"

The villager responded and said, "Young master comes with the old man."

Watching Pei Ling leave with the eight Luding members following the villagers, the Patriarch Woqiu heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately said, "Let's go!"

There were so many of them just now, they were all inexplicably attracted here, and the village looks very abnormal right now!

Moreover, this Kang Shaoyin is not only a disciple of Tianshengjiao, but also the true biography of the Demon Sect.

Who knows what kind of things Tiantian teaches?

This magic door doesn't ask about aptitude, hard work, or xinxing, but only by birth.

Since Kang Shaoyin can do true biography, his parents must be middle and high-level teachers.

In the eyes of this kind of people, these casual cultivators are no different from pigs and dogs.

Even if it looked easy to talk to just now, what should I do if I suddenly become interested and start killing?

Therefore, no matter what, they have to leave this place as soon as possible.

However, the second of the Xiao family's four elders shook his head immediately when he heard the words, and said via voice transmission: "The abnormality in this village is clear at a glance, and there is no intention of covering it up. We can all see this. Teaching the truth, how can you not know?"

"And now, instead of leaving, the other party intends to stay here."

"It's very possible that he sees what opportunities are hidden in this village!"

The other four people were preparing to evacuate as soon as possible just now, and they were immediately refreshed when they heard the words, that's right!

This practice of innately teaching the truth is indeed abnormal.

Perhaps, in this village, there is really some opportunity.

Thinking of this, the five of them quickly discussed via voice transmission: "Kang Shaoyin is the true biography of Tianshengjiao. Like Fairy Qiao, a man of high art is bold. He dares to live directly in the village with his furnace, but we can't be so reckless."

"But the opportunity can't be let go!"

"Let these foundation-building monks go, take advantage of Kang Shaoyin to settle in the west of the village, and search from house to house."

"No! What if they find an opportunity and take it privately?"

"The five of us must personally lead the team to find it!"

"That's right! But be careful when looking for it. Don't go to the west of the village. You can't provoke Kang Shaoyin. Avoid him. Otherwise, if you find benefits, it's tantamount to making a wedding dress for him. Even if you don't find benefits, but because you disturb the other party The loss of life is not worth the loss.”

"In this way, follow up first, find out the exact whereabouts of Kang Shaoyin, and then let people watch nearby to make sure that he has indeed rested, and then we will start."

"Once there is any situation, I will immediately send a voice reminder, and others should hurry up and search"

Soon, the five people reached an agreement, and the casual cultivators acted quickly!

The creek bends, and the cooking smoke curls up.

In the field, the child ran happily, and the fluffy yellow dog chased after him wagging its tail.

The sound of play pierced the tranquility.

After a long trek, Qiao Ciguang and others came to the village entrance of Zi Village again.

Her face was solemn. They had walked all the possible paths, but no matter how they walked, they would eventually return to the stone tablet engraved with the word "Zi Village".

This is not a simple maze.

Regardless of the cultivation of the people present and the other cultivators, on her own, even if the entire island is banned from flying and her divine sense cannot be used, she cannot be trapped by the maze.

The current situation is more like that the village is alive and can always block their way!

"Senior sister, what should we do now?" A disciple of Suzhentian who was wearing a cloud bun and a light yellow shirt and a turquoise skirt asked through sound transmission.

Beside her, several female cultivators who were also in luxurious attire and had a pure aura frowned slightly, staring at Qiao Ciguang.

Although they haven't encountered any danger so far, this village always gives people an indescribable weirdness.

Qiao Ciguang pondered, whether it is the opportunity on the island or how to get out of this place, the key points should be hidden in the village in front of him.

But if she enters the village alone now, other people will also be lured into it

After thinking about it seriously, she immediately made up her mind, instead of continuing to waste time like this meaninglessly, it's better to take everyone into the village directly.

At most, it's time to spend more energy and protect other people.

So Dang even said: "It doesn't want us to go, so let's go in and meet it."

As she spoke, she walked towards the village first.

Seeing this, the others hurriedly followed.

Entering the village again, nothing has changed.

The villagers who had just been inquired about by Qiao Ciguang were still squatting under the eaves with frowning faces.

Qiao Ciguang sent a voice transmission to everyone: "Be careful."

Then he walked up to the villager and said calmly, "I don't know what to do to attend tomorrow's funeral?"

The villager said in a low voice: "There is a big house at the east end of the village. It has been abandoned for a long time, but it can still be used for people. I will take you there. When you get there, you can clean it up yourself."

"By the way, you are outsiders, so you don't have to worry about it in normal times. Now that there is something going on in the village, there are some rules. I hope you abide by them."

Qiao Ciguang asked in a deep voice, "What rules?"

"It's nothing, just don't make noise in the village, don't force your way through empty doors, and don't bully us villagers." The villager turned around, led the way, and said as he walked, "Besides, don't wear red clothes at night." , don’t want hairpins during the day.”

wear red?

Hairpin?

Qiao Ciguang thought about it, it is understandable to wear red, after all, there are funerals in the village, generally speaking, sex is taboo.

But why can't you wear red at night?

As for not needing hairpin flowers during the day, it is even more impossible to guess.

Although they have nothing to do with the host family of the funeral, and it is impossible for them to wear sackcloth and mourning for the dead in this weird village, it is certainly inappropriate to wear colorful hairpins and flowers for funerals. If they wear white flower decorations, it is also a respect for the host family, but why? Is it taboo?

However, there is a problem in this village, and the words of this villager cannot be trusted.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ciguang quickly glanced at his group of people, and found that there was no one wearing red hairpins, so he put his heart down for a while, and asked tentatively, "May I ask, why is it inappropriate to wear red hairpins?"

The villager shook his head and said: "The rules passed down from the older generation all say so. As for the reason, the people in the village are illiterate, but they don't know."

Seeing that he couldn't find out what was going on, Qiao Ciguang didn't continue this topic, but asked about the situation of the funeral master's family: "Who died? What is the family name of the master? Where is it in the village? Should we prepare some condolences?"

At the same time, Sang Village.

Pei Ling was listening to the villagers who led the way explain the rules of the village: "Young master is not an outsider, he just traveled for many years, so he probably doesn't remember the customs of his hometown."

"When you come back this time, remember not to make any noise, and try not to disturb other people."

"Also, don't dress up in the morning, and don't shave at night."

Ok?

Pei Ling frowned slightly, turned his mind, and said, "Old man, why is this?"

"This is a rule passed down from our ancestors." The villager sighed and said, "Young Master just came back, and I really haven't remembered it yet."

"But it doesn't matter, after a while, the young master will remember everything."

The villagers said these words very casually and confidently, but to Pei Ling's ears, they felt a little nervous.

At this moment, they came out of a narrow alley with potholes. In front of them was a single-door courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles. A tall banyan tree was exposed on the top of the wall. The single tree formed a forest, and its air roots hung down like a waterfall.

The villagers stepped forward and pushed open the door: "My lord, we're here."