Chapter 16: White Fox's Heart Falls 4. Strange legend
The sky finally brightened, but it was still gloomy.
Wu Yu returned to the courtyard room and slept with Xinluo. He hardly slept a wink until dawn. It was already seven o'clock and Xinluo had already gotten up .
"Let's go back to Wuzhen." Wu Yu said in a low voice, afraid that Xinluo would see his uneasiness.
Xinluo opened his sleepy eyes and nodded.
When they got to the riverside, Wu Yu not only did not see A-ma coming back, but he did not even see a human figure, so he became more and more suspicious that Xin Luo was the white fox.
The river bank was filled with smoke and a damp smell in the early morning.
Wu Yu waited anxiously, but no boat came for a long time. The mist on the river gradually dissipated, and the clear water rippled gently.
Xinluo was calm and took Wu Yu's hand with a sweet smile on her face, looking very happy.
"Xinluo, I want to ask something, I wonder if you can tell me." Wu Yu still couldn't help but said puzzledly.
Xinluo looked at him, her innocent eyes filled with doubts.
"I saw a white fox in the ghost village last night."
"White Fox?" Xin Luo showed a very surprised expression on her face, obviously she didn't know about this matter.
Wu Yu was speechless for a moment when he saw her reaction, and then he comforted her, "I was just teasing you."
"You really are..." Xinluo laughed and punched his shoulder.
Wu Yu was speechless for a moment. He felt strange that Xinluo seemed to be unaware that there was a white fox in the ghost village. Could it be that Xinluo was deliberately hiding the truth?
As they were wondering, a small boat slowly approached them.
Seeing him, Xinluo hurried forward to greet him, whispered to him for a while, and then waved to Wu Yu. Wu Yu got on the boat in doubt.
Wu Yu was almost silent along the way. Xinluo seemed to see his uneasiness and did not say much, but just quietly watched the river surface where the light rain gradually fell.
The boat had reached Wuzhen. Xinluo slowly woke up from his deep sleep and saw Wu Yu looking at him in fascination and confusion. He asked, "What's wrong, Yu?"
"I am confused. Why is there no one living in the ghost village, only grandma? And why is the ghost village called the ghost village? Is it really a place where ghosts live?"
"Well..." Xinluo suddenly stopped talking, and after a while of silence, he said, "The ghost village is not just inhabited by Ah-mo, right? I don't know the details, but there is a legend about why it is called the ghost village. It is said that fifty years ago, there was a scoundrel in the village. His parents died early, and he was alone and helpless, always relying on the villagers for help. Later, there was a famine in the village, and the villagers could not provide the scoundrel with food and clothing. The scoundrel was very hungry, so he robbed everywhere. When the villagers saw him, they caught and tied him to a tree for three days and three nights. Naturally, the scoundrel died, and his body gave off a foul odor. The villagers buried him on the mountain behind the village, but the villagers began to see him coming back. After he came back, he killed all the villagers, and everyone turned into ghosts. So this is how the legend of the ghost village came about."
Wu Yu was very surprised after hearing this. He felt vaguely that Xinluo was hiding something, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
