12dz Chapter 436 Is this a spirit?
Chapter 436 Is this a spirit?
It seems that what happened here is indeed related to what happened to Li Junyong's elder brother on the battlefield.
But why would the people behind this do this? For power? For profit?
I didn't really want to care about these wishes, but I didn't expect that they would come true. If I want to live a peaceful life here, I can't let those people succeed, not to mention that I have magic weapons on me.
For this reason alone, she had to resolve this matter.
Wen Dajun brought Xu Yuan into the house. Even in such a hot season, the sun was shining brightly outside, but the temperature in the house was like an ice cave, bone-chillingly cold and accompanied by a foul smell.
The temperature difference was so great that even Xuyuan couldn't help but shiver.
Wen Dajun also felt the chill at this time, and hurriedly put on the clothes he was holding. He also wanted to hand one to Xu Yuan, but Xu Yuan refused.
Dajun, open all the doors and windows in this room."
"But……"
When Wen Dajun thought of the person tied up in the room, he became a little hesitant. His eldest brother almost ran away the night before. Fortunately, the rope was tied tightly. But the person found in the woodshed the next day was Wu Xingwei, a good brother of his eldest brother.
There was no one watching over the village at night, which happened frequently during this period. People in the village who were still conscious did not dare to go out at night. Even if those people were wandering outside, they would return home strangely the next day.
So Wen Dajun saw someone in his own woodshed, and then he was surprised to see someone suddenly appear at the door. After being frightened, Wen Dajun quickly calmed down. The man was covered in blood, which was scary, but he was breathing. But no matter how he shouted, the man could not be awakened, and he did not show any signs of madness. So he had no choice but to drag him onto the cart and send him back home.
Xu Yuan didn't like to dither, and said to Wen Dajun in a serious tone: "If you want to solve the problem, don't hesitate, just listen to my arrangements."
Wen Dajun also realized that he was a little procrastinating, "I'm sorry, I will do as you say next."
After the door and windows were opened, the foul smell dissipated a lot. A few beams of sunlight shone into the room through the windows. The cold wind neutralized the temperature outside, and the room was not as cold as when I first entered.
At this moment, a figure rushed towards where Wen Dajun and Xu Yuan were, roaring and making strange noises.
"Brother! Don't..."
Wen Dajun shouted quickly and rushed forward to hug the figure.
A teenage boy, whose body only reached the man's waist, looked weak and frail, but he pushed the figure back a few steps, then quickly dodged.
Xu Yuan had already stood in the corner with his arms folded, looking at the figure.
The boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old, had disheveled hair and a unkempt face. The rags and tattered clothes he wore were covered in blood. His exposed skin was no longer of normal color, but would soon turn into a dead person's purple color. He was completely indifferent to Wen Dajun's calls, and did not recognize that the person in front of him was his relative who had been with him day and night, and he even wanted to rush forward.
Not only in this room, but also in the other two rooms, there were roars and the harsh sounds of people pulling stools and tables desperately.
There was a crackling sound, as if a hungry wolf had smelled something fresh, it broke free from the ropes and pounced on us like crazy.
Hearing such a familiar roar, Xu Yuan seemed to have returned to the scene of her previous life. The roars of just a few people were nothing compared to her and were not worth mentioning.
"Sister, what do you need me to do now?"
When there was no one else around, Wen Dajun still habitually called Xuyuan "Sister". This made her seem particularly intimate, and Xuyuan didn't care what Wen Dajun called her.
"I put a small piece of the plant on the table outside. Go find a suitable corner and plant it. You know what I told your friend to pay attention to just now, so just do it."
"Okay." Wen Dajun responded quickly, then ran out.
Xu Yuan ignored the young man who was still making a fuss and turned to look towards the other two rooms. In one room, a middle-aged couple was tied up, and in the other room there was an old woman and the old man who had come back from the dead.
The goal of the wish is clear, to get rid of the old man first, and then see what the difference is between him and that big brother Li Junyong.
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"Mother, mother, our village is saved." After Wu Linzhuo quickly ran back home, he shouted towards the house, and then planted the tightly wrapped vines in his arms beside the courtyard wall according to Xu Yuan's instructions.
"You...Zhuo'er, what are you talking about?" The woman in the room heard the shouting, pushed the door open and walked out, wrapped tightly and her face was almost pale.
Seeing that his son's face had become rosy and he was no longer wearing heavy clothes, his expression changed drastically and he quickened his pace and came to Wu Linzhuo's side.
Then he was seen pouring water on a vine. Even though the mud was already very wet, Wu Linzhuo still did not stop. He stared at it intently, immersed in it, and even ignored his old mother who approached.
The sun is rising from the east, why is it suddenly fiddling with these things? But, you can't water it all the time, are you afraid that it won't die?
Wang Yujuan was just about to remind Wu Linzhuo to stop, but she didn't expect that the vine, which was only half long, had changed. It slowly extended branches and climbed up the fence. It climbed faster and faster, and the branches grew longer and longer.
"Wow!" Wu Linzhuo looked at the changes, threw down the gourd ladle in his hand and exclaimed.
Wang Yujuan, on the other hand, looked incredulous and unconsciously pulled her son back a few steps, fearing that she was hallucinating. She rubbed her eyes, but the situation remained the same.
"This... this?" Wang Yujuan pointed at the vine that was still climbing with a trembling finger. It stopped only when it covered the entire fence. "Could this be a spirit?"
Thinking of this, Wang Yujuan pulled the excited Wu Linzhuo a little further away, and then picked up a shovel to dig up the vine.
"Mother, mother, calm down. This is a treasure given by the master. It must not be damaged."
Wu Linzhuo quickly stopped him.
"Master, what master? Don't tell me this is something that will harm people. Zhuo'er, don't you know what happened in this village? It was those uncles in your village who went into the mountains to look for treasures and harmed everyone. You can't keep this. You are harming people."
"Where did that master come from? Why didn't the village receive any notification?"
Wang Yujuan felt that her son was being fooled.
"No, that's not the case, mother. I'm not cold anymore. It was that master who cured me. Mother, he's not a liar. He's a real master."
Wu Linzhuo snatched the shovel from his mother's hand and desperately stood in front of the newly planted vine to vindicate Xu Yuan.