Chapter 196: Statue of Yama After entering the Xian and Sun Qian were both warmly received. More than fifty people surrounded them, men, women, old and young lined the streets to welcome them, children ran around holding windmill rattles, and pretty country girls flirted with them. But neither of them felt flattered, they just felt a chill in their hearts. There must be ghosts at home. They are not leaders, so why should they be so welcomed by the villagers? Even Sun Qian noticed something. The rosy color on these people's faces is clearly makeup for corpses, and the Tang suits they wear are funeral clothes. He suddenly understood what Wu Xian had just said. It was not Shi Ji who disappeared, but the two of them who disappeared... This village might not exist at all, and all the villagers were dead. The two of them fell into a dark and eerie den without realizing it! Although the identity of the villagers is easy to guess.
But before their identities were exposed, they did not make things difficult for Wu Xian and others. All the villagers gathered around the two and brought them to a courtyard. People with higher status in the village stayed to chat with them, while the rest waited outside the courtyard, and the women started a fire to cook for the two. An old man with gray beard, who looked the oldest, introduced the history of Luowang Island to the two. This island has a very long history. It is said that in a certain dynasty, there was a powerful dynasty and two princes were fighting for the throne. One is Prince Feng and the other is Prince Luo. In the fierce battle for the throne, Prince Luo was defeated and exiled to this isolated island, and was not allowed to leave for the rest of his life. The villagers of Luowang Island are the descendants of King Luo. They have lived on this island for generations, avoiding the many disasters on the mainland for countless years, but they still cherish the glory of their ancestors. Therefore, there is a legend on the island. Sooner or later, a new King Luo will be born on Luowang Island, carrying the destiny to take back what belongs to the lineage of King Luo. Wu Xian was not surprised at all about this legend. When a former high-ranking official steps down, it is difficult for his descendants to accept the contrast and they will want to regain the glory of their ancestors. This kind of thing has been repeated over and over again in history. So many generations have passed, doesn't Murong Fu still want to restore Dayan? But it's gone, it's gone. Seeing that these villagers were not planning to show their vicious side for the time being, Wu Xian took the opportunity to gather intelligence. "Do you know the Yan family?" Wu Xian has always felt that the Yan family is the key to this blessed land, but there are some questions that he cannot get from Yan Ting. "The Yan family..."
The village chief suddenly kept silent. However, the other villagers around were talking about the magic of the Yan family. After being exiled to Luowang Island, the imperial court did not allow Luowang's descendants to use their original surnames, so there were three families on Luowang Island: Yan, Qin, and Chu. The Yan family has always claimed that King Luo is the orthodox one. There are often evil incidents on the island. There were dirty things like immortals, water monkeys, seeking titles, the dead returning to life, children losing their souls, etc., but these things had never bothered the Yan family. On the contrary, the Yan family often stepped forward to settle disputes for the other two families. What most convinces the villagers is the Yan family’s ability. It was a major plague that occurred a while ago. Anyone else in the village who contracted the plague would surely die, except Yan Jiye, the head of the Yan family, who was an exception. He contracted the plague several times and recovered several times, which made the villagers believe that the Yan family was blessed by their ancestors. A while ago…… Yan Ting did mention the plague, but that was at least several generations ago. Wu Xian also noticed something else. All the villagers praised the Yan family highly, but five of them frowned slightly when they heard everyone bragging about the Yan family. While Wu Xian was thinking. Two bowls of food were brought to the table at an incredible speed. On one side was pickled vegetables and white rice, with three incense sticks stuck on the rice, which was for Wu Xian. The other side was much more sumptuous, with chicken legs, shredded pork and other dishes placed in a ceramic bowl. This was for Sun Qian. Wu Xian's mouth twitched. Sun Qian swallowed his saliva. Since Wu Xian had left in such a hurry just now, he still had his meal in his hand and was indeed a little hungry now. But he didn't dare to eat this meal! But all the villagers present were staring at the two of them, their faces turning paler and a dark green color appearing in their eyes. The white-haired villager smiled wryly: "It's not a good treat for us, but it's our gift. I hope you two can do me the honor of trying it." The subtext of his words was that not eating would mean looking down on them. No one knows what will happen then. Therefore, Wu Xian and Sun Qian could only show expressions as if they had eaten shit, and forced themselves to take a bite. After they watched the two people swallow the food, the atmosphere on the scene eased a lot. An old man said to Wu Xian. "We have something we would like to talk to you about alone. Could you please ask your companion to move aside and play with the children for a while?" Sun Qian's face suddenly turned pale.
Wu Xian grabbed Sun Qian's arm and said seriously, "This is my brother. We have never been apart since we were young. Once we are separated, there will be disasters. So if there is anything, just talk about it face to face. I will not hide anything from my brother." Eating is easy. But separation is absolutely not possible! The village was full of dead bodies, and once they were separated they might never meet again. Wu Xian at least had some ability to protect himself, but Sun Qian was definitely going to die. In this matter, Wu Xian didn't mind giving Sun Qian a hand. Hearing that the two were unwilling to separate, most people around them looked a little unhappy, only the five people just now seemed somewhat happy. This made Wu Xian feel a little more at ease. Then Wu Xian hinted at the identities of the five people during the chat. They were: Qin Fuer, a woman with many children and grandchildren. Chu Changshou is the oldest man in the village, with gray hair. The village chief Qin Baolu had previously beaten drums and gongs to welcome Wu Xian and his companions. The girl wearing black clothes with red bottom and a big red flower on her chest is Chu Axi who just got married. And there is Qin Dafu, the wealthy man from Luowang Village, who has a big belly and wears better clothes than others. They have different opinions from other villagers on many of their behaviors, but due to considerations, they will not directly refute other villagers. Moreover, Wu Xian and the other person had no chance to communicate with these five people. Chatting and chatting. They talked about the topic of God. The villagers said that everyone in the village shared the same belief and actively took Wu Xian and the other person to worship the gods. The remaining incense in Wu Xian's hand was just enough for one worship of the gods, so he and Sun Qian obediently followed the villagers to the village ancestral hall. There are no ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall, only a statue of a god with a black face, red robe and a big beard. The book under the throne reads: The Yama Kings of the Eighteen Hells! The incense burner in front of the statue contains many remaining incense sticks. Wu Xian really wanted to pick up all the remaining incense, but he was afraid of being beaten by the villagers, so he held back. Yama King... The legend of King Yama is also widely circulated in the real world, but the statue has no prefix, and Wu Xian does not know what kind of reward will be given for worshipping this deity. Wu Xian hesitated for a while, but decided to give up the idea of worshiping gods here. There are so many ghosts watching here, and worshiping the gods rashly may not necessarily trigger any chain reactions. He turned around and saw that the five people had very ugly expressions. It was obvious that they did not agree with this statue of King Yama. They had other beliefs... Come here.
Wu Xian felt that he had obtained most of the intelligence and it was time to find a way to escape. So he asked the village chief cautiously, "We have been in the village for a while, and our companions are waiting anxiously. So, we should stop bothering them and leave first?" (End of this chapter)