In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there was Lianjiawan in Taiyuan Prefecture. In the spring of this year, after a night of wind and rain, Lianjiawan was blood red. Whether it was raindrops dripping from trees on the mountain, water in depressions, or water in rivers and wells, it was all red.

The villagers had to drink red water because they couldn't find pure water. A few days later, Lianjiawan men, women and children had scarlet skin, scalding hot all over, and dry mouths.

Twenty-one-year-old Lian Youran was lucky to escape. Youran is a nerd and is still unmarried. On weekdays, his greatest entertainment is sitting on the threshold and giving a blowjob.

Those few days, he was taking exams in the county seat, and he didn't expect to encounter such a strange thing as soon as he returned to Lianjiawan. Leisurely hurriedly sent a letter to Lian Chengwen, uncle of the clan in the capital. Lian Chengwen was a high-ranking official in the capital. When he learned that all the family members had become strange celebrities, he hurriedly asked the emperor for leave and invited several famous doctors to return to the village together.

The situation in the village is shocking: everyone is like a fire ghost, all like a blood demon. The famous doctors have tested the water in Lianjiawan countless times, but they can't figure out why the water is red.

That night, the wind and rain were mixed. Several elderly people from the clan gathered together, anxiously asking Lian Chengwen to find a way to save everyone. Lian Chengwen frowned and left the hall, came to the eaves of the corridor, and took a handful of rainwater.

The rain was red and smelled of blood.

Lian Chengwen knelt down with a "plop": "In the past, the gods were above, and disciple Lian Chengwen worshipped. I don't know what happened in Lianjiawan that offended the gods and suffered such a curse. How to lift the clan crisis, please ask the gods to make it clear."

"Crack! Crack!" There was a knock on the door outside. It turned out to be a passing woman who came to take shelter from the rain. The woman called herself Xiang'er and was wearing a silver-white dress.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Lian Chengwen agreed to let her stay. The next morning, Lian Chengwen looked at the red blood all over the ground, and his brows tightened. Xiang'er had changed into clean clothes, and she walked to Lian Chengwen, pointed to the blood rain on the ground, and sighed: "If the blood rain falls, there will be disaster."

"Does the girl know about Blood Rain?"

"My grandma is a fairy girl. She told me about the blood rain, but I've never seen it."

Lian Chengwen was overjoyed: "Miss Xiang'er, no wonder you are fine after being drenched in blood rain. You must know how to exorcise evil spirits, please save the people of Lianjiawan."

"I can see, first find out who in Lianjiawan did something against the conscience of heaven."

Lian Chengwen hurriedly sent the order. Not wanting to, everyone believed that it was a leisurely collision with the gods.

It turned out that a year ago, Leisurely took a fancy to a woman from a neighboring village. He went to look for her every three days, and once he broke into the woman's boudoir with the courage of alcohol, wanting to do indecent assault. The woman resisted death, but he failed.

However, the woman's fiancé believed that she had been defiled and refused to marry her. The woman couldn't think of it for a while, so she jumped into the water and committed suicide. At that time, the woman's family had to pay for her life leisurely, and even a few elders in Jiawan came forward to quell the matter.

He was still holding his favorite bamboo flute. Lian Chengwen slapped the table and said angrily, "Youran, you prodigal son, even the family's face has been lost to you. You killed a girl, and now you have caused everyone in the family to suffer, how can you be worthy of everyone?"

Leisurely explained, "Uncle, I didn't kill that girl. Her fiancé loved her and wanted to abandon her. I happened to save her when she was about to commit suicide. Later, I often went to her house to persuade her to cheer up. I really don't know why she died again."

"You are a big man, if you dare to do it, you must dare to be. My Lian family's family rules are strict, and I will never allow someone who is so immoral and ruthless to be free. You read poetry in vain and did not learn the moral character of sages, you are the sinner of the Lian family."

Lian Chengwen did not listen to Ran's leisurely defense at all, and ordered him to be tied up and hung from the tallest and largest tree in the village.

There is a bat cave in the south of Lianjiawan. There are hundreds of bats in it. There is nothing usually. Once the fire is set at the entrance of the cave, bats will fly out to peck at the smoke.

After dark, Lian Chengwen asked someone to light a fire in the bat cave. The bats flew out in shock and danced above Lian Youran's head.

Xiang'er stood on the high altar and suddenly shouted, "Kneel!"

Lian Chengwen had already led the crowd to wait solemnly, and when he heard the order, he immediately knelt down on the ground and bowed devoutly. Xiang'er waved her peach wood sword and chanted a spell "Eili Whalah" in her mouth. Suddenly, a mournful howl came from The North Face: "Ah—"

Youran was so scared by the sudden howl that it started to shake and move. Those bats were also startled and attacked him.

Leisurely fainted in pain. After that mournful howl, followed by a series of ghost cries and ghost howls, the sound came and went, a moment far away, a moment near, and occasionally mixed with the screams of ghosts demanding their lives.

Lian Chengwen and the others were horrified when they heard it, and hurriedly asked Xiang'er what the sound was.

"The ghosts are collecting debts." Xiang'er said, "Their grievances have not been extended, and they have gathered together to claim the lives of their enemies. From the direction of the voice, these ghosts are from the north and are coming towards Lianjiawan."

Lian Chengwen jumped up and shouted, "Who committed such a serious sin? Stand up!"

Xiang'er looked at him and said: "Those ghosts are from the north. Not good, the more ghosts gather, if those ghosts rush here, not even a single person from Jiawan will survive."

Lian Chengwen cried out in fear, "Then what should we do? Miss Xiang'er, we can't let those ghosts rush here."

Xiang'er thought for a while and said, "The only way is to let the enemies of the ghosts block the attack and apologize to those ghosts, so as to win the forgiveness of the ghosts, maybe even the people of Jiawan still have a chance."

Lian Chengwen said majestically: "Put Lian Youran down and let him stop those ghosts."

Xiang'er threw the mahogany sword with a "brush", and the mahogany sword passed through the bat group and broke the leisurely rope.

Leisurely shouted: "Uncle, uncle, I am not their enemy."

"Stop talking nonsense, go!" Lian Chengwen didn't listen to Leisurely's defense at all.

"I don't know who caused these people to become ghosts, causing them to come and ask for their lives. But as a Lianjiawan, as long as I can save my clan, I am willing to do anything. Miss Xiang'er, what should I do?"

Lian Youran did not care about the bat peck on his body, and looked firmly at Xiang'er.

Xiang'er took the bamboo flute from Lian Youran's waist and said, "Now I'll let the bamboo flute burn, you play the saddest tune and go all the way to the north. You first disturb the grievances of those ghosts gathered together, and then apologize to them."

Xiang'er soaked the bamboo flute in tung oil and lit it on the candle. The bamboo flute suddenly ignited a red flame.

Leisurely took the bamboo flute and blew a mourning song, and walked quickly to the north. After a while, the cries of ghosts and the leisurely sounds of flutes mixed together, making people feel more and more terrifying.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute disappeared.

Xiang'er changed color and said, "Oops, even Youran can't defeat these ghosts, I'll go and help him."

When Xiang'er caught up with Youran, Youran's hand was already scalded, and the flame of the bamboo flute was getting closer and closer to his mouth, but he still refused to take it away. It stopped because of the pain just now, and then it started playing again. Xiang'er grabbed the bamboo flute and waved it with his hand, and the flame was suddenly extinguished. Lian Youran was anxious: "Miss Xiang'er, why are you..."

"Because there are no ghosts, there is no need for you to resist a blowjob."

"Huh?"

Leisurely stared at Xiang'er in surprise.

Xiang'er whistled, and the howling of the ghost stopped abruptly. Lian Youran asked, "Could it be that people are pretending to be ghosts?"

"Yes, it's just a ventriloquist performance."

"Since there are no ghosts, why do you say there are so many ghosts? Could it be that Blood Rain is you..."

"Yes, I set up the blood rain."

"Why, Miss Xiang'er, why did you hurt us Lianjiawan people like this?" Lian Youran shouted angrily.

Xiang'er's face was full of sadness: "Everything is because of Lian Chengwen..."

Leisurely interrupted Xiang'er: "You mean Uncle offended the gods?" No!   Impossible!   Lian Chengwen is the pride of our Lianjiawan.

Xiang'er said with a condensed expression: "Lian Chengwen colluded with the traitors in the dynasty, slandered in front of the emperor, and killed their political enemies one by one. Are those who died not ghosts? He was good to the clan, just to gain a good reputation."

"I don't believe it."

At noon the next day, the sky was dark and it was going to rain again. Lian Chengwen stood in front of the gate, looking up at the sky in a trance. After a while, it really started to rain

Come, but not in the rain of blood.

People in Lianjiawan soon found that the rain had returned to normal, and people sang and danced happily in the rain.

Gradually, the thick smell of blood filled Lianjiawan, and the raindrops turned red again. People screamed one by one and fell to the ground one after another...

A sad sound of the flute pierced through the rain curtain and floated over. In the rain of blood, leisurely blowing a flute, they walked with Xiang'er. In the sound of the flute, those lying on the ground got up one after another, all with their eyes closed, their hands stretched forward, jumping like zombies, walking towards Lian Chengwen from all directions, and then staying around Xiang'er. Not long after, dozens of people gathered. Their zombie appearance makes people feel extremely terrifying.

Lian Chengwen seemed to understand something and sneered: "Xiang'er, are you doing the trick?"

Xiang'er said, "That's right. Did you see Lian Youran's flute? This is the jade flute I gave him, and his sanity is already under my control. When the jade white turns red, these living dead will suck your blood."

"Did you set up the blood rain?"

"You're right. I just used a special medicine, which was scattered from the highest mountain in Lianjiawan. Taking advantage of the wind, the powder of the medicine and the rain met and changed strangely, forming a blood rain. The first time I used blood rain, it was to attract you back; the second time I used blood rain, I performed the ventriloquism of the dead soul, to remind you that you should know that the disaster was brought by you. I originally wanted to use your superstition to make you up, but you were so obsessed that you asked Lian Youran to be a scapegoat."

"Who are you?"

"I want to exchange the lives of more than 1,000 people in your Lian family for more than 50 people in my family."

"Are you from the Chunbaoping family?"

"That's right. Lian Chengwen, my father just accused you of using your power to buy and sell officials, enriching your own pockets. You have actually jointly accused my father of deliberate rebellion with others, causing the emperor to arrest my whole family in heaven."

"Stinky girl, you have a snake and scorpion heart."

"Lian Chengwen, the first blood rain only made your clan turn red, and the second blood rain made their internal organs burn like fire. Today is the third blood rain, these living dead are enough to bring your soul into the Palace of Hell. Don't wait until Lian Youran's jade flute turns red."

Leisurely blowing the jade flute. In the sound of the flute, those living zombies are about to move. Xiang'er patted the back of Leisurely's neck, the sound of the flute suddenly turned into a ghost cry, and the living zombies jumped at Lian Chengwen one by one.

Lian Chengwen was terrified. Seeing a few red zombies getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but shiver and shout, "I promise to exchange."

Xiang'er took another leisurely pat, and the flute immediately turned cheerful, and the living zombies turned around and jumped away in unison.

"Lian Chengwen, it only takes two days to get to the capital quickly. You go back quickly. After seven days, I will wait for you here. I see my family and Lianjiawan return to their original state, otherwise..."

"Seven days. I will definitely try to rescue your family."

Youran suddenly opened her eyes. Xiang'er smiled and said, "Now you believe my words."

Lian Youran said bitterly, "I have always admired him and regarded him as my life's struggle and goal. I never expected..."

It turned out that Xiang'er had studied art in the mountains since she was a child, and learned that her family was trapped in heaven. After trying to enter Heaven Prison to learn the truth, she made a plan to make blood rain, and then came to Lianjiawan.

She had to find someone who could give her a blowjob to cooperate with her, and she chose Lian Youran.

Youran refused to believe that Lian Chengwen was such a person. So, Xiang'er made a bet with him. Youran's bet was that Xiang'er had to save everyone in Lianjiawan.

Xiang'er took out a piece of paper: "According to this formula, prepare the antidote and put it in the well water. I guarantee that no one in Lianjiawan will die. I didn't mean to hurt the people of Lianjiawan, but I still want you to tell everyone my apologies. Now I'm going to the capital to prevent Lian Chengwen from making trouble."

"After saving your family, will you come back?" At this moment, Lian Youran's admiration for Xiang'er arose spontaneously, and he couldn't help but stare at her expectantly.

Xiang'er smiled and then flew away.