Chapter 2630 (1/2)

”You didn't die when you left. These people died thousands of years ago. I just used some means to lock their souls here.”

Speaking of this, Wang Qingyong also turned around and looked at them.

The whole person is as lonely as the leaves that are about to wither in autumn.

He continued.

”With your understanding, you should have seen a trace of death on their faces a long time ago. Although I have tried very hard to make them look like ordinary people, there are still too many flaws.”

After hearing this, Jiang Hao first pursed his mouth, then nodded.

”Well, the younger generation did have this kind of conjecture at the beginning, but I didn't expect that these villagers would have died a thousand years ago.”

At the beginning, he just found some dead breath in these people's brows, but he didn't think about it in other ways. After all, neither Wang Qingyong nor Chen Kerou, who is now in deep sleep, does not seem to be the kind of person who is cruel enough to use human soul to practice some forbidden skills.

But it never occurred to me that the villagers with a trace of death on their faces had already died thousands of years ago.

However, it is amazing that people who died thousands of years ago are still living in this village, even if their spirits and bodies are incomplete.

At least with Jiang Hao's current strength, he can't do this.

”Did they die a thousand years ago? Then why can you still live in this village? Is jour different from them

Compared with Jiang Hao's calmness, Jiang Chi smoke curtain is full of shock color, she never thought it would be such an answer.

She thought it was the village head's grandfather who killed them, but she didn't expect that Aunt Wang and uncle Yang had already died a thousand years ago.

”Rouer is different from them. The reason why they can live in this Mandala village is that I have locked their spirits with Datura flowers, so that they can live in this village as ordinary people for thousands of years.”

Speaking of this, Wang Qingyong also raised his hand, a beautiful datura flower also appeared in his hand.

And then fleeting, just like those villagers in Mandala village.

Looking at the mandala flowers disappearing in his hand, Wang Qingyong's eyes are also with a trace of longing color, he continued to speak.

”As long as there is no outside interference, Mandala village will always be a paradise in people's hearts.”