Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 301
A small candle was lit in the kitchen. Song Yaomei, Li Sanlang and the village chief sat in a triangle around the table, and the three stared at each other.

There was silence in the house, the sound of insects chirping and frogs croaking came from outside the house.

"Say!" Song Yaomei's voice was stern.

The old village head half covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "What do you want me to say? Be careful that the walls have ears."

"You mean it?" She pointed to a toad in the corner.

"What I said is true. Didn't you hear Dabao say that my house was burned down?"

Song Yaomei snorted coldly, "Come and tell me, why is it such a coincidence, just when I was about to ask you about the lake, your house burned down by such a coincidence? Now I suspect you have some conspiracy, you Tell me, is there any reason for my doubts?"

The village chief's face was tangled into a bun.

"If you say that, it seems to be the reason."

"You also think so, don't you?" Song Yaomei looked at him leisurely, today he must be honest, otherwise she will never end with him.

The old village chief scratched his head, saying, "Forget it, let me say it!"

He was also forced and there was nothing he could do, so he asked the three of them to gather together and whispered, "It was dark and windy a few days ago, and I was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a masked man asked me if I knew Of course, I don’t know anything about the bottom of the lake.”

"Later, he told me to give me time. If I remembered something and told him, he might not kill me if he was in a good mood, but if I didn't say anything, I would be careful. Then my house burned down. It happened that I was not at home that night. It was my luck, so I didn’t die.”

"You said, someone is going to kill you, who is that person, and what characteristics do you remember about him?"

"He has long eyebrows and mouse eyes, a square face, full of pockmarks, short and fat, and speaks in a low voice."

The old village head almost said all the bad things that could be used to describe a man.

Song Yaomei asked back: "Didn't you say that the moon is dark and the wind is high? How did you see it?"

The village head hesitated and couldn't speak.

"Besides, if someone wants to kill you, why don't you report to the police and insist on coming to my house? Aren't you afraid that our family will also be implicated?"

"Didn't you say that you are the messenger of Grandpa Yu, I naturally believe you."

Song Yaomei was almost choked to death by her own saliva. How could the old man say this so logically?

She stares.

He huddled together and said pitifully: "Although I am the village head, I didn't get any benefits. I have suffered such a disaster for no reason. Aren't I pitiful? How do I know whether there is a lake or not? All I know is that there must be something in this lake, otherwise, why would the big guy keep such a good resource unused and keep avoiding it everywhere.”

Song Yaomei was holding a small bench in her hand and almost threw it down.

Li Sanlang pulled her, "Miss, forget it. Although the village head is wrong, if something really happens, our village might not be able to escape. Especially my lady, she survived from the lake."

Song Yaomei calmed down, thinking about it carefully, it was not unreasonable, but she was curious, if there really was a man in black, why didn't he come to find her?
At this moment, the lights in the kitchen suddenly went out.

The village head covered Song Yaomei's mouth, "Don't talk!"

After about a while, the village chief didn't light the lamp, but said, "Someone was outside the door just now."

Song Yaomei was startled, outside the door?
The village chief walked over, picked up the lamp and lit it, and took a look at the corner of the wall. Sure enough, there was a footprint at the foot of the wall that did not belong to them.

But this footprint looks small and exquisite, like a woman's.

She raised her head and looked around, but found nothing, Song Yaomei had to frown and think of countermeasures.

Li Sanlang looked at the robe at the corner with cold eyes.

It seems that he hasn't shown up for a long time, and now everyone regards him as a paper tiger.

After returning to the kitchen, everyone was unexpectedly silent.

Song Yaomei gulped down a large bowl of water and placed the bowl heavily on the table, causing the table to tremble.

"Now you can talk properly!"

Only then did the village head tell the truth in detail.

It turns out that there used to be this Burial Soul Lake in Songjia Village, but the name is not like this. People rely on mountains to eat mountains and water to drink water, and they live a good life.

Suddenly one day, people began to die in the village. It was later discovered that they were eaten by things in the lake.

At first, people were very angry and used various methods to avenge their family and friends, but basically they all ended up being swallowed.

Gradually people became afraid.

Some people also said that it was because someone dived to the bottom of the lake, found the treasure, and wanted to keep it for himself, so he was attacked and killed by the gods guarding the treasure.

Later, many people came over and wanted to find out, but they all ended badly.

So the legend of Buried Soul Lake gradually spread in the village, and everyone was terrified.

After he finished speaking, he drank the water in one gulp, and then he took a breath.

"If that's the case, and everyone knows it, then why does the man in black only look for you?"

"How would I know? Could it be that I really look like a jade tree facing the wind, and I am very romantic?"

Song Yaomei shook her head when she saw him stroking his beard and looking like a fairy.

If she hadn't been in contact with him at such a quiet distance, she would have thought that the old man was someone.

Unexpectedly, after contacting him, he found that this old man was not a big deal.

Mouth full of glib.

Song Yaomei couldn't help but poured a basin of cold water, "You deserve to behave like this."

The old village chief pouted again, with a pitiful look on his face, "You know how to kill me!"

Song Yaomei's head is full of black lines, is this old man out of his mind, sometimes normal and sometimes abnormal.

"Stop talking, I want to be quiet!"

She grabbed the door frame, thought for a while, then turned around and asked, "Is there any connection between the Ma family and the Ma family?"

Speaking of the village head, the old man added: "The matter of Ma's family did happen later, but it only happened when the lake was dry. But the strange thing is that when the lake was dry, there was no growth in it. The strange rain appeared. It just confirmed that the fish was sent from the sky, so I respected the lake even more."

"What's the situation?" Song Yaomei's eyes lit up, and analysis was indeed the best way to solve the problem.

"You don't know?" The old village chief was surprised, but considering her age, it was right not to know.

He said: "Only more than [-] years ago, a major event happened in Songjia Village. There was a severe drought that year, and for some reason, even the water in this lake evaporated.

Mrs. Ma's Lao Tzu teamed up with a group of people from the village to explore the secrets of the lake, but in the end they disappeared, and even the people he brought there also disappeared. "

"Is there a tunnel underground? Or is there an entrance to the treasure?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen the specific situation. I only know that the dry lake has water all of a sudden. The water is still very deep, and they were also eaten by that strange fish."

So Ma didn't lie to her.

But why in such a hurry?

threaten!She thought of these two words.

(End of this chapter)