Chang Sheng, who had nothing to do, observed the sleeping village chief in front of him.

The village chief was a burly man, and although his face looked tired and weak, it was still clear that he should have been a very manly man.

Although the village chief could not see his whole body under the quilt, he had a large scar that ran from his left forehead down through his left eye, the corner of his left mouth, and his neck to his body under the quilt, which looked very terrifying.

The creatures of the gods and demons are born with a very strong recovery ability, and ordinary injuries can't leave scars, unless it's the kind of life-threatening injury, or the wound left by the opponent's very strong ability, there will be a possibility that it can't be removed.

Both types of injuries will give up the ability to restore scars because of the body's own protection mechanism, and the ability to restore scars will be abandoned because of the priority of saving lives, and later because the restoration period is missed, the scars will remain.

Therefore, just by seeing this old type of scar, Chang Sheng can imagine how seriously the village chief was injured.

Although the scar looks very scary, the village chief does not feel terrible. Although his tired and weak face looked a little sickly and pale, it was still possible to tell from his face that he should be a very cheerful person on a normal basis.

Moreover, it can also be seen from the attitude of the village chief's family and villagers towards him that he is a beloved and respected village chief, and Chang Sheng doesn't understand why such a person is targeted by ghosts, and he actually tortures him in such a strange way, which is really incomprehensible.

It's easy to get sleepy when sitting and doing nothing all the time.,In order to avoid falling asleep.,Chang Sheng got up and walked around the house.,By the way, see if there are any suspicious objects in the village chief's house that can be inhabited by ghosts.。

Through the gray moonlight that poured into the house outside the window, Chang Sheng briefly looked at the furnishings in the room. In this room, in addition to the wardrobe, dresser, and a bed, there are only some very simple and basic daily necessities, as Yi Piaopiao said, there is really nothing suspicious.

After turning around, Chang Sheng, who was a little disappointed, was suddenly attracted by a small vase on the windowsill, only a few small white flowers were inserted in the vase, the vase looked very ordinary, and the flowers seemed to be everywhere, but for some reason it deeply attracted Chang Sheng's attention.

Chang Sheng subconsciously walked to the window, and casually took out a small white flower and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, but he didn't expect its smell to be as ordinary as its appearance, and it didn't have a fragrance that people could smell at first.

In Changsheng's opinion, this little white flower is like a public face, and many wildflowers are almost like this, I really don't know why I am attracted to it, this feeling is simply inexplicable.

Although he thought so, Chang Sheng's mind gradually became trance-like when he saw it, and he had a hazy feeling that something was about to come to his mind, and his mind sank inexplicably and fell into it.

The moonlight sprinkled like water on a flowing ancient costume, and the hair was like ink, like a fairy, elegant and quiet.

Chang Sheng didn't know how long he was attracted by this little white flower, until someone called out behind him in a trembling and joyful voice, "He An, is it you?", and Chang Sheng suddenly came back to his senses.

By the moonlight, Chang Sheng saw the village chief standing not far from him with an excited face, and he looked at Chang Sheng's eyes with obvious anticipation and sadness, as if waiting for Chang Sheng to give him an answer he had been waiting for for a long time.

It's a pity...... I can't give this answer for a long time.

Chang Sheng nodded slightly to the village chief and said politely, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person." I'm here to assist Yi Piaopiao, my name is not He An, my name is Chang Sheng. ”

The village chief muttered to himself, "It turned out to be a little gentleman who hunted ghosts." ”

Perhaps he had expected such an answer from Chang Sheng, the village chief did not look surprised, but his eyes still showed a little disappointment and sadness.

While going to light the lamp, the village chief introduced himself to Chang Sheng, saying that his name was Hua Yi and he was the head of this Baihua Village.

After lighting the lamp and introducing himself, the village chief asked Chang Sheng to sit down, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry just now, just because Mr. Xiao, you feel like a friend of mine standing in the moonlight, although I know that he has been dead for a long time, but I can't help but have the extravagant hope that he is still alive just now." Even though it was night, I was daydreaming, and it seemed that I was really tired. ”

Chang Sheng smiled comfortingly at Hua Yi and said, "I understand, in fact, I often feel the same way as you when I dream back at midnight. ”

Hua Yi sighed: "It seems that Mr. Xiao is also a person with a story." ”

Chang Sheng asked curiously, "Does your friend really look like me?"

Hua Yi carefully looked at Chang Sheng's whole body, and then said with a plausible expression: "It feels very similar." ”

Chang Sheng joked: "I always seem to be talked about like this, it seems that I still give people the impression that I am too popular." ”

Hua Yi shook his head and said, "You give people the same feeling as him, they are the type that is clean and warm, but also has some sadness. Hua Yi said with some regret: "If he is still alive, it is estimated that the two of you will definitely become good friends." ”

Speaking of the word alive, it reminds Changsheng of death and ghosts. Chang Sheng suddenly asked, "Village Chief, have you been possessed so many times, have you ever seen the true body of that ghost?"

Hua Yi shook his head and said: "The gods and demons are essentially the same as the human race, there is no special constitution or method that cannot see ghosts, and I am not a person with a special constitution. ”

Listening to Hua Yi's answer, Chang Sheng frowned slightly, and exclaimed, "You know a lot of things." ”

Hua Yi smiled faintly and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have issued a mission to the Three Realms Alliance, wouldn't I?"

Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It turned out to be my own person, then I don't have to pretend." Chang Sheng introduced himself again: "I'm here to assist Chang Sheng, a spirit hunter who is easy to flutter, please advise." ”

Hua Yi said that he was not so much a member of the alliance as someone who knew these things. In a small place like them, where there are not a few outsiders all year round, the probability of a major event linked to the Three Realms Alliance is almost zero, and even small things that require the Alliance's action rarely happen, and there is no information worth reporting.

Therefore, there is only one member of the alliance in the whole village, and he has nothing to do at all, at most, it is just to issue a mission to the alliance in case of emergency, and to apply to the alliance for rescue in case of emergency, and he usually lives his ordinary life.

Hua Yi, who originally thought that he could live peacefully forever, didn't expect that the first time he issued a mission to the Three Realms Alliance, it was actually because he was possessed by a ghost! He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.