Chapter 574: The Goddess's Seizure of the Land
Several people gathered around and took a quick glance. They found that it was written on it: "There is a family in the east of the village. They were originally a branch of the exorcist family Chongyun. However, within just ten days, the wife died of illness, the young daughter disappeared, and not long after, the husband hanged himself from a tree in the yard. After investigation, it was found that the remnants of the demon god had appeared in the village. Because it is impossible to determine whether the remnants of the demon god still exist, the villagers are in a panic and have no choice but to relocate the entire village. Please be careful when you come later."
After reading all this, Yun Jin couldn't help but frown and muttered to herself, "Demon God's remnants... Village changes... Near Tianheng Mountain..." Her mind quickly connected this information with the various legends and stories she had known before. All of this seemed to be exactly the same as the story of the goddess splitting the temple. Thinking of this, Yun Jin had a bold guess in her mind.
"Could it be that the legend of "The Goddess Splitting the Guan" happened in this village?" After saying this, Yun Jin stared at the dilapidated scene of the village, thinking to himself that it would take at least ten years for it to reach such a dilapidated state. The houses in the village were dilapidated, the roads were deserted, and weeds were overgrown, revealing traces of time everywhere. Those collapsed houses and broken walls seemed to be silently telling the helplessness of the past.
"The timing is so perfect, it seems that this trip is really worthwhile. Let's go, let's explore other places." Yun Jin's eyes revealed a hint of excitement and anticipation. Even if he couldn't find the secret stone, it would be great if he could find clues related to "The Goddess Splits the View". He would definitely be able to further improve "The Goddess Splits the View" through this.
After hearing Yun Jin's words, no matter how dumb they were, they all knew that this village was most likely the location for the filming of The Goddess Splitting the Guan. Thinking of this, they became more and more interested in this village. After all, it was exciting to find a place that echoed the legend. The more they thought about it, the more strange it seemed to them. They had never expected that the village they happened to see would be related to The Goddess Splitting the Guan mentioned by Yun Jin.
Several people searched around the village. The stone road under their feet was full of traces of time and was bumpy. Every step they took raised a small piece of dust, as if history was coughing gently. The dilapidated houses were crumbling in the wind, making creaking sounds, like the sighs of an old man. The walls were covered with mottled mosses, like a mysterious map, recording the past. The mosses were of different colors and shapes, and seemed to be telling different stories.
Yun Jin found a torn notebook in a corner of a room that seemed relatively well-preserved. The notebook lay there quietly, as if waiting to be discovered. The paper was yellow and brittle, and the edges were torn, as if it had been gnawed by the giant teeth of time and had experienced countless storms. The texture of the paper had become fragile and could break at the slightest touch.
Looking at this tattered notebook, Yun Jin was inexplicably shocked. She couldn't help but exclaim, "This is..." From its old material and mottled marks, this notebook has obviously existed for a long, long time. Yun Jin's keen intuition told her that the things recorded in this notebook must be very important. Driven by excitement, her hands trembled slightly, and she couldn't wait to slowly open the notebook in her hand.
"The doctor told me solemnly that you are very ill. When I heard the news, my world seemed to collapse in an instant, but please rest assured, even if I spend all my fortune, I will definitely try my best to save you. Looking at you in front of me, your face, which was originally as beautiful and rosy as a blooming peach blossom, has gradually become as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. The pair of bright and spirited eyes in the past are now dull and deeply sunken in the eye sockets, as if you have lost hope and enthusiasm for life. Looking at your lips, which were originally full and elastic, they are also cracked and peeling, completely losing their former moisture and luster.
Despite trying various drugs and treatments, the results were still hopeless - there was no cure! So, day and night, I could only helplessly stay by your side, watching you struggle in the torment of illness. Every time I saw your face twisted in pain, your frowning brows, and your weak groans, my heart felt like it was being cut back and forth by an extremely sharp and ruthless blade. The pain went deep into my bones, and with every beat of my heart, it was like thousands of steel needles piercing my heart at the same time, excruciating.
If there is a possibility that I can bear all the pain for you without hesitation, even if I have to sacrifice my life for it, I am willing and willing to do it... However, at this moment, you said to me in a voice so weak that it is almost inaudible: "In this life, I have no regrets. My only wish is that you can take good care of Ah He." As soon as the voice fell, I saw drops of crystal clear tears, like pearls that had broken off the string, slowly flowing down your increasingly thin cheeks, and finally gently dripping on the shabby pillow. One drop, two drops, three drops... In a short while, the pillow was soaked. In those tears, there was clearly endless attachment and reluctance..."
It seems that the content in the middle has not been continued for a long time. Perhaps the owner of this notebook has been busy with other things in the meantime. Yun Jin did not dwell on this for a long time but directly looked at the content behind.
"These days, my life seems to be trapped in a fog. I have no idea what I am doing. Every day is so muddled, without goals or direction. I feel like I have lost my soul and live like a walking corpse. In order to find a way to save you, I have traveled thousands of miles. During this long and arduous journey, I visited countless places and read countless ancient books.
Despite all the difficulties, I never gave up even the slightest possibility. With full of expectation and anxiety, I kept searching everywhere, hoping to find clues to rescue you.
However, the reality is cruel and merciless. The hard work day after day has not brought me any gains. Every time I open a new ancient book with hope, what I get in the end is often deep disappointment and helplessness.