Along the way, heavy green pears hung on the trees, no one picked them, and many of them fell on the ground, slowly turning yellow and rotting.

The water flows in the green stream, and there is no peasant woman doing laundry and getting water.

Rural villagers rely on the mountains to eat and water to eat. Before coming to Xiaoli Village, Zhong Huanyan did his homework. Most of the farmers in Xiaoli Village earned a year by picking crispy pears in this season to sell. There is no reason why the pears were allowed to hang on the branches at this time, and naturally they declined and rotted.

Strange.

Too weird.

Bai Mo pulled the backpack strap with both hands, trying to share a little backpack with both hands and relieve some pressure on his shoulders.

The backpack is a bit heavy - it contains cinnabar, yellow talisman, copper coin sword, white glutinous rice, and peach wood. There are several cans of black dog blood. How can it not be heavy?

What's more, whether it was Zhong Huanyan or Bai Mo, they all carried this backpack and walked for a long time.

How powerful is the talent of Taoism? If you carry a heavy burden for so long, your body will not be able to bear it.

At this moment, a light came on his back.

The boy wearing a black baseball cap, only revealing his delicate jaw and bright thin lips, opened his lips lightly and explained the reason for his movement: "Girls just don't have physical strength, give it to me, and walk like this, faster."

There is a faint awkwardness hidden in the sound of disgusting.

But in his hand, he even took the bag that Bai Mo carried over and carried it to his shoulders with a slightest refusal.

I feel honest and honest, Ye Qingze!

Bai Mo's eyebrows and eyes were as bright as a flower, and of course he would not refuse. He thanked him easily: "Then thank you~"

"Let's go." Ye Qingze walked forward without saying a word, but the corners of his lips were slightly curved, as if he was smiling.

This little episode diluted the strange atmosphere of Xiaoli Village a little.

Even if he saw that every household of the villagers was closed tightly in broad daylight, Bai Mo didn't feel creepy.

"Sister..." The quiet village, suddenly came from behind the little girl's soft call, "Big Sister..."

Bai Mo's expression sternly.

Big sister...

Are you calling her?

Ye Qingze suddenly stopped, turned around and stepped forward, blocked Bai Mo behind him, and whispered coldly: "Who?"

A little girl with a dirty, black and wrinkled white dress hanging on her body, holding a worn toy bear in her hand, came out of the haystack, and there were a few weeds hanging on her greasy, black and shiny hair.

The little girl looked timid on her face. She waved her hands in horror when she met Ye Qingze's cold expression and said incoherently: "I...I'm not...Big brothers and sisters, don't worry...I'm not a ghost!"

Even a little girl under ten years old is already a ghost when she opens her mouth. What happened in this Li Li Village?

Bai Mo and Ye Qingze looked at each other.

Then, Bai Mo stepped forward, bent down and leaned over, touched the little girl's hair that had not been washed for many days without any care, showed a soft smile, and tried hard to prevent the terrified little girl from losing control of her emotions, and said softly: "Little sister, do you know where the village chief's home is?"

It’s easy to coax a child. Maybe he was crying a lot the moment before, but the next moment you gave her/him a lollipop to calm her/him down.

Bai Mo's head-touching kill was very effective. The little girl's emotions were gradually soothed, and she nodded hesitantly: "...I know."
Chapter completed!