Chapter 170: Alli

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All the way down the Heng Yuezong's Lingshan, Ye Chen took out a black robe and put it on his body, and took out a cape belt, which summoned the fairy fire, let it turn into a cloud of fairy fire, and then turned towards one. A thousand miles away, Zhao Guofei went.

Six hours later he fell from the air.

Not far away, it is a small village. Although it is at night, it still can see the beautiful scenery around.

However, the small village at this time was quiet and terrible, full of scars, and there was a thick **** air in the air, and even the blowing wind seemed to be mournful.

"This should be Shanhe Village." Ye Chen rolled out the map and looked at a small village in front of him.

After receiving the map, Ye Chen walked into the small village gently, and found that the land under his feet was red, and some blood had not dried up.

"Very horrible." Ye Chen chirped coldly, his face frosty.

No wonder he was so, because all along the way, all he saw were collapsed houses and blood-stained bamboo. He could imagine what kind of **** scene this small village was when it was slaughtered.

Although he is a monk, he should ask with one heart, but he knows that the so-called monk is also changed by people. Everyone has all minds, all people have good and evil, and the tragic death of innocent people. As a monk, It's hard to tolerate,

"All are innocent people, who is so ruthless." As he said, Ye Chen kept searching in the houses, hoping to find clues.

However, after this lap turned down, he did not find the slightest, the people who shot were very cautious, leaving no clue.

Helpless, he had to leave.

Next, he followed the intelligence instructions and went to a dozen other small villages in the slaughtered village, but still found nothing.

At this moment, night has come.

Ye Chen appeared in a small village that was only slaughtered in the last time. It was really miserable. As a monk, his soul advanced to the mystery, and it was easy to find heavy grievances in the village.

Ok?

As he walked, Ye Chen frowned slightly, "Soul swings."

Immediately, he followed the faint soul wave, and stopped only under a withered peach tree.

In the distance, he saw an illusive figure floating there, his body was transparent, and it was faintly visible that it was a twelve-year-old girl, confused and lingering under the peach tree.

"Soul." Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the category to which the girl belonged.

The so-called soul is an incomplete soul, but it has certain characteristics of the soul. Monks have souls, and mortals have souls.

After the death of mortals, the soul will also disappear, but any soul that can still exist in the heavens and the earth must have a strong mind. This mind can be obsession and resentment, which means that they still love the world. Will dissipate.

Thinking in this way, Ye Chen stepped forward, Xu was walking with the wind, so that the soul girl's illusive body fluttered a little.

"Little sister, were you from this village before you died?" Ye Chen asked tentatively, looking at the soul of the girl.

Hearing Ye Chen talking to herself, the girl looked at Ye Chen with a look of confusion, nodded, and shook her head a little unconsciously.

Ye Chen was not surprised by the girl's answer.

Even though souls with powerful minds can persist in the world for a while, most of the memories of their lives will be in a state of muddiness. What they can remember is only what they were attached to during their lifetime, and what they were attached to was also their A source of powerful thoughts.

"What's your name?" Ye Chen's tone was as gentle as possible, hoping to find some clues from the girl's mouth.

"Ah ... Ali." The girl looked at Ye Chen tremblingly, as if she felt a dangerous breath from Ye Chen, making her imaginary body curl up together, like a frightened child.

"Do you remember what the people who slaughtered you looked like?" Ye Chen asked again.

"Blood ... blood clothes."

"Crimson clothes." Ye Chen frowned slightly. According to Ali, the evil forces that slaughtered the village were wearing blood-colored clothes. Although the amount of information was small, it was a bit of a gain.

"How many people are they?" Ye Chen asked again, hoping to get more information.

However, Ali was confused, and then only shook his head.

Next, Ye Chen asked a lot of questions, but most of Alli's memories of his lifetime were just shaking his head. Apart from the **** clothes, he didn't get more information.

"Little sister, do you have any outstanding wishes?" In the end, Ye Chen gave up questioning the evil force, and instead asked about the things that Ali was attached to. Although he had a relationship with Ali Fei, he was I don't want to see this fragile girl as a lonely ghost in this desolate place.

"I'm waiting for my brother." This time, the girl said clearly.

Under the moonlight, Ali's two little hands were crossed on his chest, and his smile was bright. Planted this peach tree, let me wait here for him to come back. "

"It's just that I waited for ten years and didn't see my brother return." At this point, Alli lowered his head slightly.

Looking at the lonely Ali, Ye Chen had only silently. Even if a young girl died, she did not want to leave her hometown, and her dedication was to wait for the return of her only relative.

It's just! Sometimes something is so cruel.

Perhaps, Ali's brother had already died in the battlefield and turned into a pile of dead bones. Poorly she was still waiting, even if she became a soul, she had to wait.

Sometimes, as a monk, he also had to admire the mortal obsession. The peach blossom tree blossomed every year. The ten-year period may be a snap for monks, but for Ali, it is three times. More than a thousand misses day and night.

"Brother, Ali misses you." When Ye Chen sighed, Ali's erratic soul curled up again in Peach Blossom Tree, holding his knees in both hands, extremely weak, and regretted it.

"Come with me! I'll take you to find your brother." Ye Chen finally spoke. Although he was not a savior, he didn't want this fragile girl to be so miserable and become a lonely ghost.

"I can't go, what can I do if my brother can't find me when he comes back." Ali shook his head slightly, sitting under the peach tree with his knees.

Hey!

Ye Chen sighed helplessly, but did not force it, but turned silently, and after taking a few steps, turned around again, looking at the pitiful little girl under the peach tree, and asked, "Little sister, your brother What is your name."

"Yang Fan."

"Yang Fan." Ye Chen murmured, and finally glanced at Ali, then he turned and disappeared into the night.