60. Monk too old-fashioned (1)
In his hand he held a long pig-killing knife, the surface of which was shiny and shining with cold light, and on the rectangular wooden table was a large piece of clean pork washed with water and some useless meat scraps.
-- When Shi Yuan opened his eyes, he saw that he looked like a butcher.
Smelling the bloody smell of pork, he immediately threw the knife in his hand on the table, hummed a few words in his mouth, and then rubbed his two hands hard, trying to get rid of the stickiness on his hands.
"Hey, Shi Tu, why don't you cut it? In this radius of ten miles and eight miles, the meat you sell is the cleanest and freshest, and the cut meat is the most neat. Don't you know, my son is coming out this day and my son is shouting for me to come to you to buy meat. β
Shi Yuan heard the sound and looked, only to find that there was a person standing two feet away from the table, wearing a dress that was not top-notch wealth, but it was not a cheap cloth clothes, and then listening to what he just said, it was estimated that he was a frequent customer who bought meat, and it seemed that this person had a little money.
Shi Yuan endured the discomfort and cut the meat to send the man away, flipped the copper coin in his hand, stuffed it into his pocket without looking at it, and then closed the stall.
In this world, he has no father, no mother, no wife and no children, and with an eighteen-year-old face, he has a house of his own. Shi Yuan found the butcher's box containing money according to the situation introduced by the system, oops, it's really a lot. Now I don't sell meat, no one will talk about myself, and I don't worry about food and clothing, which is good.
Shi Yuan simply boiled a bowl of porridge for himself, cut some cold side dishes, and after eating, he sat in his yard to rest. Looking at the sky, it is estimated that it will look like six or seven o'clock in the afternoon.
Shi Yuan sat on the stone bench with his chin propped up, and looked boredly at the few small white flowers growing next to the locust tree in the courtyard, slightly distracted. If you don't pay attention to it, the sky is much darker, and the white flowers in your eyes have no color, just a cloud of black, and you can see a flower shadow.
Shi Yuan shook his head and sobered up a little, and when he looked at the locust tree again, he was scared into a cold sweat.
- There was a dark shadow beside the locust tree. I didn't have it just now.
Shi Yuan thought that he had seen it wrong, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, the black shadow was still there.
ββ¦β¦ Who is it? β
The evening breeze slowly blew on his sleeves, but Shi Yuan only felt that his limbs were stiff and cold. His subordinates moved, picked up the pig-killing knife that had just been placed on the stone table when he came back from the stall, hid it behind his back, and cautiously approached the locust tree.
When I got closer and closer to the shadow, I was about to see what it was, but the shadow suddenly disappeared!
He gripped the knife behind his back tighter and stared fiercely around the locust tree, but the shadow was really gone.
Shi Yuan thought that he had hallucinated just now, and he patted his head with the hand that was not holding the knife, as if he was annoyed by the stupid behavior of scaring himself just now.
He breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his grip on the knife, and whispered a few words to prepare to go back to his room to rest.
As soon as he turned, he covered his mouth sharply.
A woman with a disheveled hair and white clothes with big eyes stared straight at her, the distance between her face and her face was only a fist, and Shi Yuan could clearly see the red marks on her pale face that had been beaten and several deep strangulation marks on her neck.
Shi Yuan closed his eyes and forcibly endured the fear in his heart, and shook the knife in his hand, because the knife was about to slide out of his palm uncontrollably.
When he opened his eyes again, he looked like there was nothing in front of him, and walked through the woman's body generously.
However, the sudden chill from the woman's body made him shiver involuntarily.
He coughed and pretended to be fine, strode into the room and slammed the door shut.
It was only when he lit the candle that he felt alive.
- It was a ghost just now, and it was a female ghost who had died a terrible death.
, what the hell is this world?
[Please forgive me for the delay in system service.] The world is "Sleep That Forbidden. To be a monk, first, ask the player to check the backpack. γ
System user: Shi Yuan
Gender: Male (modifiable)
Intelligence: 31 (100 max)
Appearance: 80 (out of 100)
Body lì: 60 (150 full level)
Brawn: 31 (100 max)
Skill: Affectionate hugs
Mission Completion: 70%
Credits: 20000
Possession Items: 1327's thatched hut (modifiable)
Yin and Yang Eyes (equipped)
β¦β¦
Yin and yang eyes? Damn, just say how could I suddenly see a ghost...... This damn system!
[The world is a supernatural world, and the system needs to equip the player with yin and yang eyes for the plot, and the player should not be too grateful, this is the responsibility of the system. γ
Shi Yuan: ......
Thank you, thank you to all the ancestors of the system.
[In this world, the player's main quest is still to catch up with the male protagonist, however, a side quest set in the world must also be completed by the player.] γ
What task?
[Ghost hunting. γ
Shi Yuan: ......
[Even if the main quest is completed and the side quest is unsuccessful, the player will be wiped out by the system.] γ
Shi Yuan: ......
Shi Yuan closed the door tightly and didn't see the female ghost again at home for a few days, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. However, it was only a little loose, because in the end he still had to catch her.
Ghost hunting? How can I be so capable! It's damning!
Because he was wary that the female ghost might suddenly appear again at some moment, Shi Yuan kept the candle on at night. But then he'd have to get up in the middle of the night to put on a new candle.
Shi Yuan turned over in a daze and rubbed his eyes, and the fire in the room gradually went out, so frightened that he immediately got up and got out of bed and threw himself in front of the table.
With this fight, the fire was blown by the wind he brought, and the candle was extinguished.
Shi Yuan was holding a new candle in his hand but didn't find the fire fold for a long time, obviously he put it next to the candle.
Shi Yuan searched in the dark for a long time but didn't find the fire fold, and then a spark appeared in front of his eyes.
-- This is the light emitted by the fire fold.
Shi Yuan subconsciously took the fire fold and blew it, the fire was magnified, but he threw the fire fold in his hand at once.
"Hahahahaha, coward, hum!"
Shi Yuan gritted his teeth and made a fist clenching motion at the imp hanging upside down in the air.
"You little ghost, why are you scaring me!"
Shi Yuan didn't know why he wasn't afraid of this little ghost, maybe it was because he was still young? Or maybe it's because he laughs so clearly? Or does he really look a little bit in line with the cute image he has in mind?
"What a little ghost! I've been in this room for many, many years, and I've seen several old horsemen die in this room. β
Shi Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and felt the cool breeze swishing straight into his heart. Can so many people die in this house and sleep well......
Seeing that Shi Yuan's face was a little wrong, the little ghost snickered a few times and continued to say in a strange way: "There is an old horseman whose eyes are wide open when he dies, and everyone can't close his eyes when they come forward. Cover him and open it, cover him and open it, cover him and open it againβ"
He also sat up suddenly, startling everyone.
Shi Yuan had already seen through his careful thoughts, but he didn't interrupt, and he intensified it, really.
As a result, he interjected, and the room suddenly fell silent.
Shi Yuan looked over with some doubts, and saw that the little ghost was covering his face with a frightened face, and his body was trembling in the air.
"Poof! A real coward! β
The little ghost was angry, and he clenched his fist in the air with a pouted mouth, but unfortunately he couldn't get down, otherwise Shi Yuan's face would definitely be full of flowers.
"I ...... I'm not afraid! Wow......"
Shi Yuanmo, did he scare the ghost into crying......
"Hey, little ghost, hey...... Don't cry. Shi Yuan felt that he had done a little too much.
"I, I didn't cry! Woo...... Hum! β
Shi Yuan: ......
Shi Yuan finally watched the little ghost stop crying before speaking again.
"I'm sorry, little ghost, I didn't mean to scare you."
"Humph!" The little ghost turned his head as if he was in charge, and turned back in an instant, "I want to eat roast chicken." β
Shi Yuan pouted helplessly, this is not only a coward but also a snack.
"Then we'll have to wait until dawn, where can I find you in the middle of the night."
"No, the one in your closet has roast chicken in her hand, you ask her to ask for it."
I haven't been breathing for a long time, how many ghosts are there in this room...... It's a haunted house.
"Why did she roast chicken for me?"
"She bullied me for not being able to get out, saying that when I found someone to help me, she would give me food. I've been waiting for a bite of roast chicken for many, many years, you go and ask for it! β
Shi Yuan wiped the black line on his forehead and walked towards the wardrobe in the corner.
When I opened the wardrobe door, there was indeed a female ghost inside, who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, a little older than the little ghost. She cowered in the corner with a dirty roast chicken in her hand, a scared expression on her face.
"You ......"
Before Shi Yuan finished speaking, she slowly handed over the roast chicken in her hand, and barely squeezed out an ugly smile on her face.
Shi Yuan felt very sorry for her all of a sudden, he knew that she really wanted to laugh, but the terrible experience in her life had made her unable to laugh.
"Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you anymore."
Shi Yuan took the illusory roast chicken, and felt a little ridiculous about his words.
She's dead, and no one can see that she can't hurt if she wants to.
"Here, roast chicken."
Shi Yuan held the roast chicken at the little ghost, and saw the little ghost inhaling with a look of enjoyment.
"Wow, it smells so good! This is the flavor of the roast chicken I ate at the beginning, but unfortunately this piece is a little dirty. β
"Some smell good, but they still dislike it."
"Humph! I'd love to! β
Shi Yuan didn't answer the roast chicken again, what did he and a little ghost think about, and it seemed that he didn't measure it.
The little ghost silently smelled the aroma and suddenly said, "That woman died not long ago." β
Shi Yuan's hand holding the roast chicken moved suddenly, and directly called the roast chicken on the little ghost's face. He knew who the imp was talking about.
"You know her!" He was shocked.
"I don't know, I can just feel her presence. Even though she was far away, I could feel the resentment in her. It is estimated that she died quite miserably and unjustly, otherwise ordinary ghosts would not have such a big grievance. β
"She's not a threat to anyone, is she?" Shi Yuan asked tentatively with some unease.
"Not yet, butβ"
Shi Yuan saw that he hadn't followed the following words for a long time, and he was very anxious: "Why didn't you say it?" β
"Hmph, you put the roast chicken down!"
Shi Yuan resigned himself to raising his hanging hand again.
"Say it."
"Now her resentment is not particularly serious, and it doesn't have much effect on people, but - there is a good chance that she will become a ghost when she is stimulated." The little ghost took a deep breath and the aroma of roast chicken entered his nose, "It will be possible to kill someone then." β
ββ¦β¦ Foe? β
"That's right."