The famine was much worse than expected, and as the road progressed, it was common to bury bones on the roadside, and there were even more robbers and bandits, who appeared not in the wilderness of the mountains, but on the roadsides near the villages. Because they were all converted by the villagers in the village, they had to go to the point of killing for money in order to eat a bite of food......

The banditry villagers only want money, because pedestrians usually don't carry much dry food, and if they take out a few people and divide it, it is less than one person, and the money is more flexible, and it can be used to buy food from the lord.

Xiao Zhi has come all the way, and he keeps throwing money, no matter whether he has anyone or not, anyway, the money doesn't have to be earned by hard work, just sprinkle it on the ground, and if someone picks it up, it is fate. Those who know how to be content will leave when they find no money. But often, more people are not satisfied and want more money, and as the traces of the money are traced, they plan to rob them.

In order to survive, he went to be a bandit, Xiao Zhi couldn't say whether they were right or wrong, and he didn't bother to tell the difference, as long as he dared to come up with a sharp weapon, he would not hesitate to give each of them a bullet to try......

Slowly, Xiao Zhi's murderous reputation spread, becoming more and more bizarre, and he became a "money monster".

Among the various versions that have been passed down by word of mouth, there is one version that goes like this. The money monster has a strange short weapon in his hand, and whoever he raises it to aim at will die as long as the sound of thunder sounds!

The money monster has a vicious heart, and in order to murder pedestrians, he uses his demonic power to transform into a young man in strange costumes, a long-haired woman, and a black and white fat cat lying on his shoulder! He walked between the villages, scattering coins on the road to attract the attention of pedestrians, and as long as the pedestrians picked up money and followed him, they would be killed by such strange small weapons, and it is said that in just ten days, at least hundreds of people died at his hands......

The sun was high, the ground was like a grill, Xiao Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he was a little tired.

Looking at a small village not far away, he touched the copper coins in his pocket and said, "Let's go and rest in that village." Although Cai Meow and Egawa Zyko, who opened the power of the monster, can endure this high temperature, it is also consumed, and they all agree with Xiao Zhi's opinion......

When I walked to the entrance of the village, there was a whimpering singing and dancing sound from the village, a bit like a rural crying and mourning ceremony in the real world.

The two of them were a little surprised and decided to go in and have a look. There was a clearing in the village on which a large firewood pile was piled up, and in the center there was a wooden pillar on which a thin man with various patterns was tied.

The man's eyes were a little hollow, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "I don't want to die, don't sacrifice me to the monsters, you will be punished for doing this......"

The villagers gathered not far from the firewood pile pointed at him and said something, and there were two people wearing cat face masks and a large number of people with feathers and animal skins on their bodies jumping and jumping, holding a wooden fan in their left hand and shaking back and forth, and the right hand holding a hand and clapping the drum and beating it constantly, the whole scene looked very evil, it looked very similar to the scene of burning witches in ancient times in the West......

Xiao Zhi leaned over and patted a villager on the shoulder and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

The villager turned his head to see that it was a fresh face, and immediately asked vigilantly: "Where did you come from, what are you doing in our village, it can't be a robber who stepped on it, right?" ”

This is a big hat buckle, Xiao Zhi was a little speechless, his hand turned over to reveal a string of copper coins and said, "Will the robbers who stepped on the point give you money?" I'm just a passing foot merchant, the goods are sold out, passing by the village and trying to say what to ask for saliva to quench my thirst, but I didn't expect to see this, I was a little curious......"

The villager is a short old man, he heard Xiao Zhi say that the money was to be given, he hurriedly reached out and took it into his arms, and said casually: "Do you say that the person tied to the firewood, he is the person who is favored by the 'Muramasa', the village is a monster, the pattern on the skin of that person is the evidence of being seen, the village is coming to the host every other month, in order not to suffer others, we can only sacrifice the people that the village is looking for for a moment of peace......"

Xiao Zhi glanced at the large pile of firewood.

Hehe smiled: "With so much firewood, you should have a special plan this time, right?" ”

The old man didn't want to say it, but the copper coin in his arms was heavy, eating people with soft mouths, taking people with soft hands, he looked around and no one paid attention to this, he lowered his voice and whispered: "'Muramasa' is actually a knife, it can manipulate people's consciousness to move around and kill, the human constitution in our village seems to be special, it will always control the host to choose the next host, as long as it obediently offers it and does not resist, it will not attack us." ”

He swallowed his saliva and continued: "Every time 'Muramasa' takes away a new host, he always points out the next host, the population of our village is too small, no more than two hundred people in total, and 'Muramasa' has to be an adult man every time, so sooner or later, the village will be left with only the old, weak, sick and disabled, and if the robbers come, we will only have a dead end......

Xiao Zhi understood, the plan of the village people was that when the 'village zheng' controlled the old host, he would directly set fire to it while it was carrying out "alternate" work, and burn the old and new hosts to death, as long as there was no host, no matter how powerful it was, it was just a knife.

Interesting idea, but the feasibility is a little ......

At this moment, Cai Meow suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the entrance of the village, and Egawa Zyko also frowned and said: "There is a faint demonic aura approaching, it should be 'Muramasa' coming." ”

A person slowly appeared at the entrance of the village, dressed as an ordinary farmer, he was skinny as if he had been hungry for many days, his walking speed was very slow, his body kept shaking, and he looked like a zombie, but such a person was full of a sense of crisis because he was holding a knife in his hand......

It was an ordinary-shaped katana, with a bright blade, particularly dazzling in the sun, and there was no trace of blood, but with its appearance, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and it was obvious that many people had been killed. The villagers were in an uproar and retreated to the corners!

Is this knife 'Muramasa', and the shape is a bit ordinary.

The villagers trembled, hugging each other as if they were warming themselves in winter, and the two people with cat-face masks also trembled their legs, and said in a stumbling voice: "Lord Muramasa, that is the person you designated last time, and we have ...... Ready for you...... Please laugh and accept......"

The farmer's skin was covered with wavy black streaks that radiated around his eyes, and the skin and bones made the face even more hideous. The tip of his knife dragged lightly on the ground, making faint sparks, his eyes rolled, his eyes fell on the emaciated man on the firewood, his steps were a little faster, and his feet in tattered shoes stepped directly on the firewood full of branches, and he was suddenly drenched in blood and unconscious.

His knife slowly went up, cutting the rope from the emaciated man!

When the man saw this, he was about to run away, but the farmer raised his hand and pressed it directly on his head, and the texture of his body slowly shifted through the palm of his hand, and then the knife in his hand was about to be stuffed into the man's hand. The fire flickered in the air, and the two cat-faced masked men suddenly threw out two torches and landed on the firewood!