The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Chapter 1893 In the Mass Grave



Chapter 1893 In the Mass Grave

The small village is just ahead.

This village is probably called Chengbian Village because it is not far from the capital.

The village on the outskirts of the city is now completely dark, without a single light on.

There's still some distance from this path to the village entrance. The village looks like a branch extending from the side of the path, and the houses on it look like a cluster of fruits growing on that branch.

This sapling still extends into the mountains.

If they want to get into the village, they'll have to take a different route.

Lu Zhaoling saw the paper cranes ahead, flying back and forth at the village entrance, and soon they flew into the village.

Aoki saw it too, and he immediately prepared to drive off and change lanes to follow.

"Wait a moment."

Lu Zhaoling immediately grabbed his arm.

Aoki was stunned.

Shouldn't we be following that paper crane?

Lu Zhaoling's expression turned serious.

"and many more."

Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she began to calculate.

Qingyu also stopped his horse and followed beside Lu Zhaoling, watching her. They rarely saw Lu Zhaoling with such a solemn expression.

Just then, Zhou Shiyue's voice came from inside the carriage.

"A Ling!"

Zhou Shiyue's tone was also a bit anxious.

"Your Highness, the Princess is here." Aoki quickly lifted the carriage curtain, because Lu Zhaoling was calculating a critical moment and could not be interrupted.

Zhou Shiyue sat up, leaned out, and saw that Lu Zhaoling was still in the carriage. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, and then his gaze slowly shifted to the village.

His mind raced, and he heard screams of agony and cries of children.

A scene of blood and fire unfolded before my eyes.

Someone swiftly raised their knife, and a child's head flew towards him, seemingly about to smash into his face.

Zhou Shiyue suddenly turned his head to avoid it.

There was nothing in front of me anymore; darkness returned.

However, his sudden movement just now seemed a bit strange.

Zhou Shiyue noticed that Qingmu and Qingyu were both staring at him blankly.

His expression hardened slightly. "Just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Zhaoling grabbed his wrist.

"Ah Yue!"

She turned to look at Zhou Shiyue, her expression a mixture of surprise and doubt.

Because she had just calculated that this village had a deep karmic connection with Zhou Shiyue!

"Have you been to this village before?" she asked.

Zhou Shiyue said, "I've been here before, but I only asked for a pot of water at the entrance of the village when I passed by."

“The prince didn’t enter the village at that time.” Aoki also recalled this incident. “That time, the prince wanted to go to the mass grave to find a body.”

“Yes, we didn’t go into the village. There were a few old men at the village entrance, and we asked them for water. Qingxiao went in with us to get the water.”

Zhou Shiyue recalled the situation at that time.

When Lu Zhaoling suddenly asked him that question, he knew there might be something going on, so he immediately tried to recall carefully. His memory was already very good, and after carefully recalling, he remembered the expressions and words of those old people.

There's nothing wrong with that.

“I had no direct contact with them, and there was nothing unusual at the time. Nothing has happened since I left here.” He made it clear.

Hearing him say that, Lu Zhaoling was even more surprised and suspicious.

Since it wasn't caused by that one incident, it's very likely from the past—

Lu Zhaoling has figured it out now.

Zhou Shiyue possesses such strong merit that it cannot be limited to this life; it is very likely that he has accumulated merit from his previous lives as well.

Otherwise, how could someone in their early twenties accumulate so much merit?

Unless, he did a great deal of good deeds in his previous life.

However, during Zhou Shiyue's life-or-death moment, Lu Zhaoling had another absurd guess—

She suspected that Heaven owed Zhou Shiyue a debt, and this powerful merit was a way of making amends.

If that's the case, then what he experienced in his past life becomes even more complicated.

"We're not going into the village."

Lu Zhaoling snapped out of her daze and pointed straight ahead, "Go straight ahead."

Zhou Shiyue had already seen where they were. Following the direction she was pointing, he said, "Go straight ahead, and you'll reach the mass grave."

He didn't know why he woke up here after taking a nap.

He just had a dream. In the dream, Lu Zhaoling walked step by step into an open grave. Inside the grave was a red coffin with the lid open, and she was about to step into it...

That's why he suddenly woke up.

Unexpectedly, they are now actually heading towards a mass grave.

This made Zhou Shiyue feel a little uneasy about the dream he had just had.

He gripped Lu Zhaoling's hand tightly in return.

Lu Zhaoling felt his hands were icy cold and looked at him with some surprise, "Are you cold?"

"not cold."

"Did the paper crane fly to the mass grave?" Zhou Shiyue asked.

“No, it flew into the village,” Lu Zhaoling said. “But I feel something is wrong. I just did some calculations and found that Meng Rui’s luck in going to the village was going to be fruitless, and he would be plagued by bad luck.”

"In other words, going into the village is wrong. Meng Si is not in the village."

Lu Zhaoling paused for a moment and said, "There might be traps waiting in the village, or it might be a maze to lead us astray."

They were wasting their time there, and by the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late.

“Let’s go,” she said to Aoki.

Aoki immediately spurred his horse forward at full speed.

Meng Rui, who was still confused, saw that their carriage had finally started moving again and immediately followed.

"here......"

Master Meng also knew this village and this place.

So his expression changed as well.

There's a mass grave ahead.

Why is Meng Si here?

Could it be that Meng Si lied to them by saying he was going to Ciyun Temple, but actually came here to do something else?

Their minds were also filled with doubt and confusion.

Now we just have to catch up as quickly as possible.

The carriage quickly drove away from the village.

There's an uphill section ahead.

Here, the shadows of the trees are dappled, and every now and then a startled bird will suddenly take flight.

Even if you didn't know this was a mass grave, such an environment would make you hold your breath and dare not breathe.

A gust of wind blew down from the mountaintop, carrying a foul and indescribable smell.

Zhou Shiyue held Lu Zhaoling's arm tightly the whole time.

"Your Highness, we're almost there." Aoki stopped the carriage, his voice low.

Where to? Naturally, to the place where the body was disposed of.

The carriage could no longer proceed.

The horse seemed a little uneasy, kicking its hooves and even backing away.

People who bring corpses here to dump them will stop here and move the bodies over.

Anyway, the horse won't go that way.

Lu Zhaoling was about to jump off the carriage when Zhou Shiyue grabbed her.

She turned around and said to Zhou Shiyue, “By the way, you can’t get off. You should stay in the carriage for now.” She looked down at his hand, indicating that he should let go.

"Ah Ling, something's not right here." Zhou Shiyue's voice was also very low.

Lu Zhaoling nodded and leaned closer to him. "I know. I'll be careful, but I can sense that there's life here, that someone's here. So, it's very likely Meng Si."


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