The village was not small. There were about a hundred or so households, and they were all ordinary people. Lin Tian, Wuxing Crocodile, and Little Taichu arrived at this place. They only briefly scanned the village before their gazes fell straight on the locust tree forest on the west side of the village.
The locust tree forest was not very big. It was about a hundred feet in radius. The locust trees inside were not very tall. The leaves were green, and pale white locust flowers bloomed. There was a faint fragrance floating nearby.
The faint sound of a zither drifted out from the forest.
It was quiet and peaceful.
Lin Tianzhi felt comfortable all over as he listened to this zither music. This was because the zither music here was much clearer than when he first heard it from far away. At this time, he felt his spirit vibrate more intensely, and his soul power was increasing on its own.
"Let's go in and take a look."
As he spoke, he called for Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu to descend from the void. They walked on foot and quickly entered the locust tree forest.
A scorching sun hung in the sky. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the branches and leaves of the locust trees, casting specks of light on the ground. As soon as the three of them entered the locust tree forest, they felt a cool and comfortable feeling. The zither music that lingered in the air was much clearer and more melodious than when they were outside.
Lin Tian, Wuxing Crocodile, and Little Taichu walked in. As they listened to the zither music, they felt an indescribable comfort. It was as if the Dao was surrounding them. As they listened to the zither music, they walked deeper into the locust tree forest where the zither music was even clearer.
The locust tree forest was not big. In the blink of an eye, they walked to the center of the forest, where the zither music was the clearest.
In other words, the zither music was coming from this place.
However, when they came here and found the source of the zither music, the three of them could not help but change their expressions.
"This …"
Lin Tian looked ahead. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
As far as the eye could see, there was a small tomb at the center of the locust tree forest. The zither music was coming from the small tomb.
"A tomb?"
Wuxing Crocodile was shocked.
Even Little Taichu couldn't help but widen his big, watery eyes.
They had heard the sound of the zither from afar and felt that it was extraordinary, so they had chased after it until they reached this place. Unexpectedly, the source of the zither sound … was actually a simple little tomb.
"Who are you?"
An old voice sounded, and a white-haired old man walked in from outside the forest.
The old man was leaning on a walking stick. He looked to be in his seventies, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of Zhen Yuan or divine power around his body.
Obviously, he was just an ordinary person.
"Who are you?"
The old man asked as he approached Lin Tian. At the same time, the old man also saw the Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu beside Lin Tian. However, he did not pay much attention to them because Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu were not speaking. He only thought that Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu were Lin Tian's pets. After all, many people in this world had pets.
Lin Tian saw the old man's eyes sweep over Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu. He naturally understood that the old man thought that Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu were his pets. He gave a look to the Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu, indicating that they should temporarily play the role of pets and not startle this ordinary old man. He stepped forward and said politely, "Hello, old man. I am not a suspicious person. I just heard a very nice zither sound nearby, so I came here."
"What?!" Hearing Lin Tian's words, the old man was shocked. "You … can still hear the zither sound in this forest?"
Lin Tian nodded. At the same time, he was curious. "Old man, do you know about the zither sound? Can you tell me more about it? "
When the old man asked him, he used the word "also". Obviously, he knew about the zither sound in this place.
Beside him, Wuxing Crocodile and Little Taichu did not speak. However, a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes as they looked straight at the old man.
"I know. How can I not know? This is something that has been passed down for generations in our village. Everyone in the village knows about it."
The old man nodded.
When Lin Tian heard this, he immediately knew where the old man came from. He must have come from the small village near the huai tree forest.
However, he did not care about this. What he cared about was that the old man knew about the zither sound in this place. He asked, "Then, can you tell me more about the zither sound here? Is it convenient?"
The zither sound here was too unusual. Now that the old man knew about it, he naturally wanted to know more about it.
The old man looked at the curious expression on Lin Tianyi's face and did not refuse. "It is not inconvenient."
When Lin Tian heard this, he immediately stepped forward and very politely helped the old man to a bluestone in the huai tree forest to sit down.
"Please tell me about it."
He said politely.
The old man looked at Lin Tian and nodded with a smile. It was rare to see such a polite young man nowadays.
"This old man only heard about it from my grandfather who passed away. Of course, this old man's grandfather also heard about it from the people from two generations ago. Because this matter was too long ago, so long ago that it's hard to say exactly when it happened." The old man said, "It is said that a long time ago, there was a witch living in the village. She always had a very gentle smile on her face. She was not originally from the village and seemed to have moved in from somewhere else."
"I heard from my grandfather that there were many kinds of diseases in those years. People in the village often fell ill and died because they could not get good treatment. However, ever since the witch moved into the village, she could easily cure anyone who fell ill, no matter what kind of disease it was. She would also help the villagers if they had any other problems. She could solve them easily without any compensation."
As the old man spoke, although he had never met the witch, his face and eyes were full of respect. Then, he showed a trace of regret and said, "However, I heard that the witch did not stay in the village for long. She passed away about ten years later."
Lin Tian knew that the word "witch" was a sacred title in ancient times. It meant that she was a woman who could communicate with the gods.
At this time, the old man said these words and did not mention the zither sound. However, he also knew that the old man would not mention the "witch" for no reason when he asked about the zither sound.
"Old man, is the zither sound here related to the witch?"
He asked.
The old man nodded and said, "I heard from my grandfather that the witch knew many things. In those ten years, she would always play the zither in this locust tree forest when she was free."
As he spoke, the old man stood up and walked step by step to the small tomb in the center of the locust tree. He bowed respectfully and then said, "This tomb is the witch's tomb. The witch used to play the zither here. It is said that every time the witch played the zither, the villagers would come to listen. Every time they heard it, they would become very energetic and all their fatigue would be swept away. "
"Are you saying that the zither sound I'm hearing now is the sound of the witch playing the zither a long time ago?"
Lin Tian's expression changed.
"Yes." The old man nodded and said, "In fact, it is said that not long after the witch passed away, the sound of the zither could still be heard in this locust tree forest. The villagers would often come here to pay their respects and listen to the remnant sound of the zither. However, as time passed, gradually no one could hear the sound of the zither anymore."
This old man was an ordinary person. After someone died, if the sound of the person playing the zither still lingered in the space, even if they did not personally experience it, they would be surprised if they heard it from others. However, this old man was not. When he mentioned this matter, there was only reverence and respect on his face. And this was entirely because of the reverence he had for the Great Witch that he had never met before, which was something that came from the bottom of his heart.
"After that, the villagers continued to hear the zither sound left behind by the witch in this locust tree forest for generations. I didn't expect that you would still be able to hear it."
The old man looked at the witch's tomb in front of him and then looked at Lin Tian. At this time, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Lin Tian was also surprised because of the old man's words. At this moment, he was very shocked.
Based on the old man's expression, he could believe that the "witch" the old man spoke of was definitely something that had happened and was not a legend made up by the villagers.
At the same time, based on the old man's words, he could also imagine that the witch had existed for at least 100,000 years. She had played the zither here so long ago, and the sound of the zither had not completely dissipated. It had been floating in this place all this time, and he could still hear it now. Moreover, it made his Spirit tremble and become stronger. This meant that the witch from back then was definitely not an ordinary person. She had to be a super powerful existence that was definitely far beyond his current realm.
Why would such a powerful person come to such an ordinary village? Moreover, under normal circumstances, people who surpassed his current realm were already immortal and had the same lifespan as the heavens and earth. How could she silently die and disappear in this ordinary village?
"How did the witch pass away?"
He asked the old man.
"It is said that she died of a strange disease. Before she passed away, she would always cough up blood." The old man sighed and looked at the small tomb in front of him. "According to the words passed down from the ancestors of the village, the witch's medical skills were unparalleled. No matter what illness or disease was in the village, she could quickly cure it. However, when she fell ill, she was powerless. It seems to be true that the saying that doctors can't cure themselves is true."
Lin Tian was moved. Before she passed away, she often coughed up blood? The witch was seriously injured at that time?
The faint sound of the zither surrounded his ears. He looked at the small tomb in front of him. On the tombstone, there were the words "Witch's Memorial Tablet" engraved. Then, in the next moment, he looked at the tombstone and could not help but be slightly moved. Because the tombstone was not made of ordinary stone, it was made of firestone. This kind of stone was very hard. With the strength of an ordinary person, even with the help of iron, it should be impossible to carve words on it. Even an ordinary cultivator in the Sea of Consciousness Realm would find it difficult to do so.
"This tomb, was it built by the people in the village personally for the witch?"
He asked.
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