After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 3 Encircled Village (2)

The village chief was so busy that he instructed several people to persuade him, and suddenly a stone flew out of nowhere, slamming his forehead with blood. He was painful and angry, and the little mirror in his hand glowed brightly, as bright as the day, and the villagers covered their eyes one after another, and they couldn’t care about fighting anymore.

“Look at you! What kind of style!” The village chief tore off a piece of silk cloth from his sleeve and wrapped it on his head to stop the bleeding. Then he stood with his head high, eagle eyes like a hook, and coldly swept the villagers.

His aura is really good, but his head is wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, and people immediately become comical. Several young people lowered their heads and laughed.

The village head was anxious and looked around, trying to find out who threw the stone, but the situation was chaotic at the time, where can he distinguish clearly?

“Daddy, it’s her!” Sui Han quietly tugged at the village chief’s sleeve, pointing to a remote corner.

There was a little girl squatting there, looking at the appearance of seven or eight years old, dirty, not half of her body, skinny to the point of protruding bones, which was very eye-catching. The girl lowered her head, picked up a few stones in her hand, and was playing seriously.

The village chief’s eyes flickered, and suddenly he had an idea. He walked slowly, and the crowd consciously followed and surrounded the little girls.

“Silly girl, can you help Uncle a favor?” The village head bent down, barely trying to squeeze a kindly smile or two, but just after smiling, he pulled the wound on his face, and he grinned with pain.

Silly girl raised her head, her eyes were black and white, and terribly clear.

The village chief took a deep breath and couldn’t help taking a few steps back. This look made him feel like he was being stared at by a beast.

The sky is gloomy, and the village chief is such an adult. Others can’t see the girl’s appearance. They just yelled: “Silly girl, help us to see in the red mist, come back and give you bones to eat.”

Peiyu lowered her head slightly, pretending to be ordinary and timid, her shoulders trembling, and Nuo Nuo said: “Ghosts, fear…”

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was dazzling just now, and coaxed in a good voice: “Where is the ghost? Come, you take this,” he forced the blazing feather into the girl’s hand, “hold this and walk in. Look at the fog.”

He didn’t think that the little girl could walk through the bleeding fog alone, but she could explore the way for people. He could also see the dangers in the blood fog from the flower viewing realm, so he had to prepare a lot.

Peiyu’s cub-like eyes were full of tears, her little hand gripped the warm Lingyu, and she wanted to cry: “I’m cold.”

“Little bastard, why are you doing so much?” a villager quickly cursed.

Peiyu lowered his eyes and glanced at him quickly. This person’s name is Suinong, the cousin of the village chief, and the house where the woman was crying just now is also his home.

“What are you talking about? Go in by yourself with so many tongues!” The village chief was upset, scolded him a few words, then took out a red jade from his sleeve, and said warmly: “It won’t be cold with this.”

He made up his mind that if the child died in the blood mist, Jade would retrieve it in the future. It was a matter of life and death. It didn’t make sense to care about this kind of thing, not to mention that Jade Pei didn’t belong to him.

The jade pendant has dark eyes. This jade pendant carved into the shape of a red carp was once worn by Sui Han.

She took Jade, and a trace of warmth spread from her hand, dispelling the chill from her body, which was a good thing. So she wiped away the tears on her face and responded aggrievedly, with a reluctant face, and slowly moved into the blood mist.

The village head opened the flower-viewing border, but found that there was nothing red on it, and people suddenly panicked.

Chi Ling and the Flower Viewing Realm interacted with each other, and he could see the situation near Chi Ling in the blood mist from the mirror, but in this situation… Could it be that the girl was swallowed as soon as she entered the blood mist?

But at this time, someone still has to bother him.

“Daddy,” Sui Han said timidly, “That piece of jade was given to me.”

The village head was not angry, and raised his hand as a slap and slapped him, “Where is your master now? It doesn’t matter if it is important, I should have buried you in the back mountain!”

Sui Han clutched his red and swollen face, tears fell from his eyes.

The blood mist looked like a ghost with a wide open mouth, and soon swallowed the girl’s small figure.

The villager breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became anxious again, “Can this **** go out?”

“Maybe it can? She’s like her mother, she has a hard life.”

After Peiyu walked into the blood mist, the cowardly color on her face vanished in no time. She raised her hand, and the blood mist licked the back of her hand as if she saw her relatives.

She was called a blood demon back then because of the blood mist wherever she went. This fog of death, ignorance, and death was originally born because of her soaring resentment. This time Yancun was surrounded by blood mist, and I think it was influenced by her rebirth.

Peiyu introduced blood into the body, and a vermilion mark appeared on the center of his forehead, like a scorching peach petal. It’s just that the color of this peach blossom is still light now, and it looks a little languid.

Still not strong enough…

The blood mist itself does not have much lethality, but there are many corpses hidden in it, and it will continue to attract demons and monsters here. After all, resentment is their best nourishment.

In order not to add to the trouble, the fog needs to disperse earlier.

She sighed slightly in her heart, and walked deeper into the blood mist with her hands. There is still a year to go before Gushan’s introductory trial. She has so many things to do and there is always no time.

It’s not that you can kill Suihan once and for all. There are countless people who covet the sacred beasts. The only thing she can do is to make herself strong enough to be as strong as in the previous life. Law, swinging sleeves attracts Huangquan.

Even if the sky is going to destroy Gushan, she can fight against the sky with her own strength to protect the Gushan and her master.

Peiyu can perceive the situation in the blood mist, and avoid the corpse puppets in advance. After a quarter of an hour, she finally walked near the entrance of the village, which is also the eye of Yancun Fengshui.

She dropped the flaming feathers casually, put the index finger of her right hand in her mouth, bit down hard, and blood flowed. Before the blood had clotted, she knelt down and drew a blood talisman on the ground.

This symbol is called Yingui. As the name suggests, it can attract ghosts, corpses, and puppets, painted here, not only can break the feng shui of Yan Village, but also make the villagers have no peaceful days for a long time.

There are many strokes of the ghost charm, and Peiyu bit all five fingers before it can be drawn. Just when it was almost the last stroke, Chi Ling was suddenly blown away by the yin wind. She didn’t care, waved her hand and dropped the bright red, and then sat on the ground extremely tired, panting quietly.

At this moment, she was just a child after all, with a weak body and no self-cultivation to protect her body. Drawing such a middle-level talisman seal was still a little reluctant.

“Huh? Whose blazing feather is this?” Someone asked softly in the mist.

The voice was very pleasant, soft and moving, as if a gust of breeze was blowing slowly, passing the bead on the ice tray, and Pei Yumingluan.

Peiyu straightened up abruptly, her eyes widened in disbelief, and looked back.

In the blood mist, a person walked slowly. Cui Yu is graceful, graceful, smiling eyes slightly raised, born with a smiling face, a natural romantic moment.

She curled up her sleeves and looked over with her smiling eyes, and it was like spring flowers blooming, and the blue waves were full of smoke, which made people remember what ghosts and charms, ghosts and charms were obsessed, and could only wish to drown in this spring.

Peiyu couldn’t help holding his breath, his mind went blank.

She was wary in her heart, no matter who came, the blood mist would stop and remind, except for one person.

“Master…” she silently called with straight eyes and trembling lips. In this world, she only had no defense against Huaibo.

“Which child are you from? How come you are here?” Huaibo noticed her bloodied right hand, frowning her eyebrows, and then suddenly said: “You are such a small child, in order to send Chi Ling, you dare to be alone. Run into the blood mist.”

She took the child’s hand and carefully wrapped it with shampoo, “Is it hurt by a corpse? Does it hurt?”

The woman’s hands are slender and soft, white jade is flawless, like a god-like creation, carefully crafted, she uses such a pair of beautiful jade-like hands to wrap the child’s thin, dirty, scarred, withered claws like chicken feet. Wipe off the dirt and blood on it.

There is no trace of dislike or impatience on the face, and the movements are careful and gentle, like wiping the world’s treasure.

Peiyu’s eyes were red, and she whispered: “It hurts.”

Huaibo held her hand, sighed gently, looked up at her, and smiled: “I’ll blow it to you, so it won’t hurt.” Her gaze caught the bright red pattern on the ground, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, “Ying Ghost talisman?”

“Could it be that this blood fog is a man-made disaster?” Huai Bai muttered to himself, took out a talisman from his sleeve and covered it. The spell ignited instantly, sparks burst like fireflies, and within a short time, the blood curse on the ground disappeared without a trace, leaving only ashes and sporadic flames.

“Don’t be afraid,” Huaibo said slowly, holding the child’s hand, “I don’t know who painted the ghost charm here, and wants to summon evil spirits, bad guys, and Feng Shui. I have broken it by casting a spell.”

Pei Yu had mixed feelings in her heart, silently looking at a place of Heijin, unable to say anything.

“Did you enter the blood mist alone? Where are your family members, how can you let you run out alone to spread the blazing feathers? The blood mist is so dangerous, you are so young…”

“I have no family.” Peiyu lowered her eyebrows, without any expression on her face.

Huaibo was stunned for a moment, with some regrets in his eyes, “…I’m sorry, I mentioned your sadness, but since it wasn’t for your family, why did you run into the blood mist alone? Who is it for with Chi Ling on your body? Signaling?”

“The village is surrounded. They asked me to come out and spread the letter.” Peiyu stood upright, with a calm expression and no resentment, as if everything should be like this, naturally.

“You mean,” Huaibo asked incredulously, “You actually broke into the blood mist for a group of unrelated people.” Her eyes flickered, seemingly surprised and moved.

“Good boy,” she asked Peiyu’s hand softly, “What’s your name.”

The child in front of him pursed his lips, his black eyes looked at her unblinking, his lips moved, “Peiyu.”

Huaibo was so horrified that he let go of his hand and backed away several steps, staring at the child in surprise. After watching for a long time, he sighed in sorrow: “It is indeed the Virgin of the World, so terrible! Terrible!”

The author has something to say: Peiyu: I’m really not a good person!

ps: This time the protagonist is different from Qingping. It belongs to the type of people who don’t offend me and I don’t offend people. If people commit crimes, I hope you like it.