There's something wrong with my master.

In the spring, the seeds at the wellhead slowly bloom.

Wild grass broke through the soil and swayed in the night wind.

As for the flower seeds, they were ultimately no match for the weeds.

The flowers would obviously be beautiful when they bloomed, but the weeds sucked away the nutrients from the surrounding soil and they can no longer bloom.

Taozi came here once, and if Zhu Weiquan hadn't stopped her, she might have killed many people.

"If it was during that chaotic period, you could certainly kill anyone you wanted."

"But now the world is peaceful. If someone in a village dies, there will be monks to come and check on the family."

After Zhu Weiquan finished speaking, he took Taozi's hand and left.

He knew the rules of this country and the rules of the monks.

He knew exactly when he could kill someone and when he couldn't.

Carrying out a massacre of the entire village now is going against the current national policy of the Zhou State.

The emperor of Zhou has made his intentions clear: stability and prosperity.

When he expresses his will, the people below him will naturally help him realize it.

At least until the vitality of the entire country recovers to a certain level, those dirty things will rarely happen.

Taozi cursed all the way, calling the man a coward, but in the end she didn't do anything.

She is pregnant.

Although it was only a little over a month, as a warrior, she quickly noticed the abnormality in her body.

Her current life is hard-earned, and she cannot act recklessly because of her emotions.

The last person who would help Mu Shuxian left the village just like that.

Perhaps it’s because this world is too unfair.

Perhaps it was because he felt too much resentment after being forgotten by everyone.

The weeds at the mouth of the well suddenly withered slowly, and the well that had been filled up suddenly appeared again.

A jade-white hand grabbed the mouth of the well, and wet water stains spread along the mouth of the well.

Slowly, a slender figure emerged from the well.

Her hair was wet and dripping with water, and she was wearing a new plain dress.

With her appearance, the water stains suddenly spread towards the village little by little.

"who am I?"

She asked this question.

Then the body completely climbed out of the well.

Her long hair concealed her features, and in the dark night, she walked forward step by step.

When she reached a certain place, she paused.

It seemed that there was a house here before, but it is gone now.

Maybe just like the filled-up well, the house has been demolished by someone.

But since the well can appear, the house can naturally appear as well.

In the middle of the night, a cold wind blew and a somewhat dilapidated hut appeared out of nowhere.

She walked into the room and sat down on a stool.

Click, the head left the body and was placed on the table.

Su Bai's hand lifted the long hair on her head, and the face hidden by the long hair gradually became clear, but it was a faceless man.

No eyes, nose, ears or mouth.

The head on the table asked again.

"who am I?"

No one answered her.

Then the surrounding water stains continued to spread in all directions, and the invisible aura enveloped the entire village.

It should have been dawn, but the village was still dark.

Sleeping is of course good and can relieve a person's day's fatigue.

But after getting enough sleep, it’s hard to fall asleep again.

Just by looking at the sky outside, everyone in the village thought it was still night.

Even if they were awake, they would close their eyes and try to sleep for a while.

Another two hours of agony passed, but it was still dark outside.

There were noises coming from the room one after another.

Only then did he realize that his wife, children and elders at home had also woken up.

Some people lit oil lamps and got up to go to the toilet at night.

The oil lamp stood out in the quiet village.

The water stains spread to the whole house in an instant, and when the people who got up at night wanted to go back to sleep, they found someone sitting on the bed.

"You...who are you!"

"who I am?"

The person sitting on the bed asked the same question.

She took her head off, revealing her faceless face.

"Do you...know who I am?"

"ghost......"

"ghost......"

“Ghost…Ah!”

The man kept backing away, but his screams did not alarm anyone in the village.

"It seems you don't know me."

She said with some regret in her tone and placed her head back on her body.

The long hair gradually grew longer and extended along the water stains on the ground to the man's side.

The cold hair slowly climbed up the man's body under his horrified eyes.

"I remember you once praised my beautiful hair."

“Is it still beautiful now?”

"You are......"

"You are......"

The sound stopped suddenly.

There was no one in the bed.

There were no people on the earth.

In the narrow room, there was only a puddle of water left.

On the other side, another oil lamp lit up.

A ball of inky black hair spread along the water stains on the ground, slowly looking for the light.

……

……

This is a world of monks.

When something like this happens, someone will eventually notice something unusual.

The village next to the small village discovered the abnormality inside and began to report it one level after another.

On the second day, some monks came to deal with the affairs here.

He is a foundation-building monk.

After seeing the situation in the village, he was not surprised but happy.

It is rare to find naturally occurring monsters, which are just right for refining magical instruments.

He walked into the village without hesitation, and after smelling the strong smell of blood, the look of surprise on his face became more intense.

Slowly approaching the source of the weirdness, the light of the talisman on his body lit up.

Various magical instruments were also held in the hands of the monks.

Bagua mirror, peach wood sword, red cotton rope.

His eyes had already caught sight of the long black hair, and he was about to take action, with the peach wood sword ready to chop down.

Finally, the sword stopped in mid-air and couldn't cut down.

The monk who discovered something was wrong bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the peach wood sword.

"who is it!"

As the words fell, footsteps were heard.

A woman in a goose yellow outfit slowly revealed her figure.

She glanced in the direction of the monk and ignored him.

"Senior, the matter here has been reported to the government office." The monk did not see the woman's face clearly, but he recognized that she was not a ghost, but a monk like him.

And he is a cultivator of a very high level.

He brought out his backstage, and seeing that the woman didn't react, he cautiously took a few steps back.

He breathed a sigh of relief only when he had evacuated the village.

The situation here was beyond his ability to handle, so he could only continue to report it.

……

……

"If you were given another chance, would you still try to lure away the bandits and save them?"

Li Yue was sitting in Jingyan, holding a black peach in her hand.

The blood flowed on the ground and finally solidified in the cold wind, and the bloody fragrance quietly bloomed.

Click.

Li Yue took a bite of the peach in her hand and ignored the tragic scene around her.

"No...save...you..."

A voice answered her.

"Okay then." Li Yue finished eating the peach in her hand, then stood up and stepped her embroidered shoes into the dried blood plasma.

puff.

She casually threw the peach pit into the well.

"Four seasons, reincarnation."

Time seems to be going backwards.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter flow against the flow of time.

In the blink of an eye, time has returned to those chaotic years.

Famine, banditry, cold weather.

The people in the village abandoned everything in the village and came to a big cave with only some grass roots, tree bark and other things that could barely make a living.