Chapter 7
Chapter 6 Walled Village (5)
Hua Niang tilted her rotten flesh and bones head, swaying towards the year old.
Her eyes were muddy and dark, pus flowing from the seven orifices, and her five fingers had long black fingernails, and her mouth screamed, making her actions much quicker than before.
“It seems that it has evolved into a walking corpse.” Zhao Jian touched his chin with one hand and said in deep thought, “The walking corpse was born out of resentment. Does this person have any relationship with this corpse?”
Huaibo nodded in agreement, “Exactly.”
Zhao Jian said strangely: “Master, what do you see?”
Huaibo’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly said, “When I look at this person, I know that he dares to do everything except good things.”
Suinong was so scared that his three souls came out of his body, Qi-Pai separated from his body, and sat down on the ground. When he heard the voice of Huaibo, he seemed to see hope, crawling over on all fours, and crying: “Xiang” Long, save me, save me, this lady is going to kill me!”
Huaibo hugged Peiyu and backed away several steps, avoiding the dusty fat hands.
Zhao Jianyi also closed his eyes, and his voice sounded very sincere, “A gentleman is also a beast, he sees his life, and can’t bear to see his death, you just go away.”
At this moment, Hua Niang was standing in front of Sui Nong, Sui Nong crawled back shivering while looking at Hua Niang’s rotten and pus-like face.
Hua Niang jumped up like a monkey and rushed on him, opening her mouth to bite on his neck.
A scent of corpses hit his face, and when I was too old to feel sick, I saw the deep black sharp teeth like a row of sharp blades, brushing with cold light, and cutting over to myself. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Hua Niang’s mouth, his arms were so heavy, the thick and disgusting dark green liquid fell on his face drop by drop.
Yang Ba and Song Wu were so scared that their faces were like golden paper. Seeing that Hua Niang was only moving towards Sui, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then they dared to secretly raise their eyes and look at the two immortals who were standing by.
The young man’s eyebrows are fine, his thin lips are slightly raised, and his face is thin and cool in capitals. The other woman with Cuiyu in Tsing Yi has a pair of apricot eyes and a beautiful nose. She has a fair complexion and a gentle smile. She looks like an immortal, which is very amiable.
But they shrank their necks and moved a little to the young man’s side. Facing the terrible sight of a corpse biting a person, she could still laugh so happily, this woman is really…terrible.
Sui Han was exhausted, and his arm was continuously pressed down by the corpse. He didn’t dare to let go, only crying and begging: “Xianchang, please help me, I am the cousin of the village chief, I can give you a lot of money! There are women! I can give you anything!”
When he heard the money, Zhao Jianyi immediately opened his eyes, “Oh? How much do you give?”
Huaibo quipped: “Apprentice, you really have an eye for money.”
Year-old hurriedly shouted: “Twelve taels of gold…no no, one hundred taels! One hundred taels! Please!” His arms were sore and painful, and his eyes were squeezed down, watching the Hua Niang about to bite herself. No money is not enough.
“Hahaha, it’s done.” Zhao Jian took out a talisman and patted it behind Huaniang. The body froze immediately and fell straight forward. Sui Nong was weak in his hands, and he spoke to the corpse, face to face. The rancid pus flowed into his mouth, which felt really…very sour.
Sui Nong rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.
“You drag him and lead the way.” Zhao Jian said a little bit by Yang Ba Songwu.
“Yes, yes.” These two dare not listen, but Hua Niang’s appearance is really terrifying and tight. They approached with shaking legs, closed their eyes and gritted their teeth, and pulled Sui from under the body with old strength. .
They were working panting over there, while Zhao Jianyi and Huaibo surrounded Peiyu with concern.
Huaibo covered Peiyu’s eyes and whispered, “Apprentices, don’t be afraid, they are just tug-of-war. Did you hear that? They are all using a lot of force! The eldest brother on the left, please come on!”
Yang Ba, who was standing on the left, was so frightened that he staggered and dragged his feet harder.
Zhao Jianyi echoed: “Yes, yes, the two are at a stalemate now, and the battle is very fierce. The big brother on the right, you have to work hard too!”
After Song Wu heard it, he glanced at Yang Ba, both of them had the same frowning faces, wishing to cry without tears.
Damn fat pig, why is it so heavy! They murmured secretly from the bottom of their hearts.
Peiyu stood obediently. Even if her eyes were covered, she just needed to move her mind, and Song Wuyangba’s embarrassed appearance appeared in her mind. She curled her lips, raised her hand and gently touched the back of Huaibo’s hand. The tentacles have a jade-like texture, which is somewhat similar to a red carp.
The child’s fingertips are cold.
The back of his hand seemed to be licked by a poisonous snake, and Bai Bai’s body trembled slightly, and there was a vaguely strange feeling in his heart, as if he was being stared at by some beast.
She didn’t take this intuition into her heart, but stared at the poor little who was standing upright, a little worried. The child ran into the blood mist at a young age, and he didn’t know what he saw or whether he would leave a psychological shadow in the future.
“Peiyu,” Huaibo unwrapped the long silk ribbon, draped the big cloak of Cuiyu on the girl, and covered the girl’s eyes with a green satin, then he held her hand and said softly: “Follow me. .”
The cool breeze blew, Huai Bai coughed slightly, and Zhao Jian asked nervously: “Master, do you feel uncomfortable?”
Huaibo smiled helplessly: “How can I be so delicate.”
Is Master’s body bad? Peiyu lowered her head, feeling a little strange in her heart. The master of the previous life was obviously very healthy.
There are too many variables in this life.
“By the way, I just saw the feng shui eye spot here. Someone used blood to draw ghost charms.” Huaibo whispered, “I thought the blood fog was a man-made disaster, but after the spell was used to break the blood charm, the fog became Not yet dispersed.”
Zhao Jianyi was also surprised, “What kind of deep hatred is that he used such a shameful method. Two eldest brothers, have any monk in your village have any grudges?”
Yang Ba thought for a while, and patted his head, “It must be that Taoist priest!”
Song Wu echoed: “Yes! It must be him!”
Huaibo covered his lips, his eyes crescenting with a smile, “Taoist? Could it be that our Xuanmen disciple failed?”
In the realm of comprehension, different schools and schools dress differently when traveling down the mountain. Xuanmen disciples are used to dressing up as Taoist priests, while disciple Sage Zhuang likes to wear Confucian shirts and pretend to be a gentle scholar. Momen takes “saving use” as the motto, so after the disciples leave Xiancheng, they often take on jobs that are not ashamed of the world, such as traffickers and pawns, leading cars and selling pulp.
“Ah?” Yang Ba opened his mouth wide, and asked in shock and fear: “What, what, is that person in the same school as you?”
Zhao Jian curled his lips and said, “Who knows? Let me talk about how you settled your grudges first.”
Yang Ba glanced at Peiyu, his eyes flickering, and hesitated: “No, nothing, but he is a liar, we saw through him, and then…”
Huaibo stopped, smiled and said, “Jane Yi, let’s take your junior sister home first.”
Zhao Jian understood for a moment, “Yes, it takes place once every ten years. It would be a pity to delay the time.”
Song Wu and Yang Ba were shocked, “Xianchang, are you not going to save us?”
Zhao Jianyi frowned and said bitterly: “You don’t even dare to tell the truth, how can we save each other? Or do not waste each other’s time, you should also go back earlier and prepare the coffin for yourself.”
“I said! I said!” Song Wu hurriedly said: “The immortal chief, don’t leave us!”
Then he disregarded Yang Ba’s dissuasion and slowly said a disaster two months ago.
A woman died in Yancun two months ago.
After her death, she turned into a ghost, killing more than ten people, causing trouble in the village and everyone in danger.
At this time, a Taoist priest came and said that he could get rid of evil spirits, so he opened the altar that night. However, his strength was not enough. After being severely injured by the female ghost, he became angry and turned into anger. He actually blamed the innocent villagers and forced the villagers to pay compensation, and was finally driven out of the village.
“It must be that he didn’t receive the money, so he was instigated to harm us!” Song Wu said viciously.
“Oh?” Huaibai chuckled, “So, isn’t it my fellow student?”
Song Wu said hurriedly, “Dare not, that Taoist is really hateful! But how can you be like him?”
After hearing such flattery, Huaibo lowered his head slightly, with a shy look, “I have praised myself, since that’s the case, what about the female ghost in the end?”
Song Wu lowered his eyes, and deliberately ignored the child walking in the middle, lowered his voice and said, “We have paid a lot of money to invite a little saint from Shengrenzhuang to come and beat her to death.”
Huaibo let out an “Ah”, as if he was frightened by the words “Han Fei Po San”. It took him a long time to sigh softly and warmly: “That’s really tragic.”