The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

Ruan Ruan hardly spoke during the meal, just kept her head down.

Lan Haoran was warmly received by the Ruan family, and Grandma Ruan found out all his secrets. After having a good meal and a few drinks, Lan Haoran sent the family away.

Before leaving, he took out some tickets from his pocket, stuffed them into Xiao Chaomei's arms, turned around and walked away quickly.

Uncle Ruan got out of the car to chase after him, but the man was already gone.

Grandma Ruan smiled but said nothing, just looking at Ruan Ruan who lowered her head.

At the end of February, the brigade organized everyone to irrigate the wheat fields. No household was idle, and everyone took buckets of water to water the fields.

Everyone’s shoulders are so tired that they have to plant vegetables in their own yard when they get home.

At this time, Ruan Ruan, who was fair and tender, with a beautiful face and figure, and did not look like a good person, was particularly conspicuous.

Even if Ruan Ruan did nothing, as long as she went out, men would stare at her with disdain, women would chase her and scold her, and the educated youth would be even more indignant.

Early in the morning of March 1st, panicked screams were heard from the workers at the edge of the field.

More people died, this time four, three men and one woman.

Among them, there are three people from the village. One of them is a lazy man in the village, and the other is a domestic violence man. The woman is a long-tongued and not very good person. There is also a skinny male educated youth.

The way he died was the same as the previous ones. The man was naked, his heart was dug out, and his expression was one of ecstasy and enjoyment.

The woman's tongue was dug out, and she died by kneeling on the ground with her head touching the ground in a state of repentance.

Ruan Ruan summed up two rules based on the people who died in these incidents. First, both men and women were killed, and the dead were not good people.

Second, this matter has something to do with her, but it also doesn’t matter!

The death of an educated youth in Ruanjiazhuang made it difficult to conceal the fact. The villagers were living here, and no matter how scared they were, they couldn't leave.

But the other educated youths were not from this family. They were clamoring to leave. They were scared. Who knew who this thing would attack next!

But the villagers don't agree. Why do they slander us as unclean?

Someone said, "The murderer must be here with the educated youth. We died after they arrived!"

This sentence caused trouble and the two sides almost started fighting. Ruan Ruan had no choice but to cast a calming talisman on everyone. With the help of the captain, the matter was temporarily over.

But everyone felt uneasy.

On this day, the bodies were not burned and the educated youth did not go to work. Except for Ruan Ruan, all the educated youth went to the team leader's house.

In the afternoon, the captain brought several policemen over.

At the same time, two soldiers came together, one of them was Lan Haoran, and the other was a thin and fair-skinned Song Ya.

As soon as they arrived, the two men looked at the body with the police, and then visited the village. Finally, the two teams separated at the foot of the mountain.

Lan Haoran and Song Ya went to the mountains, and the police took the body away and sealed it.

As for Ruan Ruan, she was kept at home by her grandmother and was not allowed to go anywhere. She just read books and newspapers beside her, watching her closely. It was so difficult for her to move an inch.

……

Coming to the mountain again, Song Ya clearly felt that the hostility had dissipated a lot. Until he entered the tower full of dry bones, nothing strange happened along the way.

"Mr. Song, what's the situation here?"

"Oh, the hostility has indeed dissipated a lot. Let's liberate these babies first." Song Ya looked at the densely packed little skulls and felt very uncomfortable.

"Okay." Lan Haoran didn't waste any words. He opened his backpack and set up the altar.

Song Ya felt very complicated. If monsters were like this, why were humans so cruel?

Although the monster had never actively killed anyone, the sect had suppressed it for a long time just in case.

Now the monster has unknowingly taken over the seal as if it were a deserted place, and can come and go freely to kill people, but it takes good care of these ignorant creatures.

After the altar was set up, Song Ya took off his military uniform, put on a Taoist robe and began to offer sacrifices. Until Song Ya opened the gate of hell, he took great pains to send all the wandering ghosts he could find on the mountain in.

This busyness lasted until the next morning. Song Ya's face was extremely pale and he fainted again after finishing the exercise.

Because this mountain is less gloomy, the snow melts faster, and there is more of the gentle spring breeze and less of the biting cold.

When Lan Haoran skillfully carried Song Ya down the mountain, he happened to meet Aunt Ruan who was returning home from get off work.

"Comrade Lan, what happened? Take this comrade home and have a bowl of brown sugar water!" When Aunt Ruan saw the boy's pale face, the first thing she thought of was brown sugar water.

Lan Haoran hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Okay, thank you, sister-in-law. Sorry to bother you."

"It's too formal to say these things, hurry up." Aunt Ruan knew her limits and didn't ask them what they were doing in the mountains, otherwise it would be like prying.

Lan Haoran also breathed a sigh of relief, and walked steadily to Ruan's house carrying the dazed pretty boy on his back.

When Lan Haoran saw Ruan Ruan again, his eyes lit up like flashlights!

Ruan Ruan didn't dare to get too close to him...