Volume 1: Striking Chapter 11: How Good It Would Be If You Were Not a Ghost

In the middle of the village is a wide yellow mud road, which is said to be a yellow mud road, but it is better to use a red mud road. Although it was dark at night, but through the faint moonlight, Wu Nian could vaguely see clearly, the blood stained the yellow mud red, and a few blood red lines formed by pulling the ground with five fingers could be vaguely seen on the yellow mud road, emitting a disgusting taste.

Wu Nianqiang endured the lower abdomen that overturned the river and the sea, and continued to walk forward.

Thankfully, there was nothing but blood along the way, and there was no figure in a village, only the whirring wind and the sound of insects chirping at night, and the village fell into a dead silence.

"Squeaky ......"

"Squeaky ......"

A piercing sound of biting something came into Wu Nian's ears, and Wu Nian stopped walking. Turning to face the room with the door calling, he paused. His legs were shaking, and he didn't dare step into the wooden threshold of this portal.

"Die or die!" Wu Nian raised his courage and rushed into the house quickly.

At the foot of the steps of the compound, there was a woman in white holding a yellow paper umbrella, she was facing Wu Nian, half-squatting on the ground, her hands were constantly tearing the mess of meat in front of her, and every time she tore off a piece of minced meat, she would put her into her mouth, and soon she would let out a beast-like roar of pleasure.

This scene still happened.

Wu Nian forgot his fear, or he couldn't be afraid of the woman holding the umbrella in front of him at all, because she saved herself a few times, and kindly taught herself to learn swords, and even helped herself through the three veins. Although Wu Nian couldn't believe that it was thirteen in front of him, but the facts were in front of him, not thirteen, who else could there be, consistent with his worst thoughts, Wu Nian sat on the ground and shouted, "Thirteen, stop." ”

Thirteen ignored it and continued to eat.

"Thirteen, stop. Wu Nian continued to shout.

Thirteen remained unmoved, as deaf as a deaf man.

"I told you to stop, did you hear it, Thirteen!" Wu Nian rushed down the steps, shaking Thirteen's shoulders and roaring.

However, Thirteen's body was like a marionette, being shaken around by Wu Nian like this. Dangling, she picked up the minced meat on the ground again and kept putting it in her mouth.

Her hands and mouth were stained with scarlet blood, and her eyes were gray and dead. No matter how Wu Nian shouted or shook, she didn't change anything, only the blood-colored little hands that picked up the minced meat and the small mouth that was chewing the minced meat.

"Smack-"

With a clear sound, Thirteen was slapped by Wu Nian and fell to the ground.

Thirteen got up from the ground, and without the idea of breaking the flesh again, she set her target on Wu Nian's body. She stood motionless, her pale eyes with colorless pupils staring at Wu Nian, and then she gently turned the yellow paper umbrella in her hand, and after a while, she saw the sword light in the sky illuminating the small courtyard, killing Wu Nian from all directions.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, extremely powerful, and in an instant, the courtyard was filled with deep sword marks, and the sword light blocked all directions of Wu Nian, and there was no way to avoid it.

Wu Nian's face was pale, "Thirteen, are you crazy?"

Crazy indeed.

Thirteen is still quiet.

In a hurry, Wu Nian opened the green umbrella in his hand, he knew very well that the thirteenth was powerful, and the moment he saw the sword light, he already felt death, and he only tried to open the green umbrella, who knew that as soon as the green umbrella was opened, countless cyan spiritual lights emerged around the green umbrella, forming a huge cyan light shield, protecting Wu Nian in it.

Countless sword lights slashed on the light mask, and the light mask did not move at all, but Wu Nian was not very comfortable, the green tendons of his arm holding the umbrella burst out, and his body turned over for a while, and with his mouth sweet, he vomited blood. If it weren't for Wu Nian's three veins and strong qi and blood, otherwise the sword light just now, even if he had a green umbrella, he would have died on the spot.

However, after the sword light touched the light shield again, it disappeared, leaving a small dilapidated courtyard.

Thirteen stopped the idea of attacking, staring at the green umbrella in Wu Nian's hand, as if she was startled by the blue light emitted by the green umbrella just now, and she was so frightened that she kept shaking her stiff body.

Wu Nian was shocked, this green umbrella was obviously a thirteen thing, why was she so jealous. But what surprised him even more was that on the back of Thirteen, the green umbrella was still there.

And what about the green umbrella in his hand?

Wu Nian was not allowed to think too much, but he saw a black shadow suddenly appear on the head of the earthen wall full of sword marks, and when Wu Nian and Thirteen were not paying attention, it instantly turned into a black wind and drilled into Thirteen's body.

Wu Nian was shocked, the black shadow just now was too fast, too fast to catch with the naked eye.

The black shadow burrowed into Thirteen's body, and after a while, Thirteen knelt on one knee, holding her head in horror and screaming miserably, as if she saw something that she shouldn't see, she frantically tore one of her black hair, and her whole body began to emit a terrifying black gas.

It was a breath of death, a terrifying breath of death from hell.

"Thirteen. ”

I don't know where Wu Nian got the courage, he shouted towards the thirteen who were wrapped in dead air.

Wu Nian didn't say that it was okay, but as he called, the death qi that enveloped Thirteen intensified, devouring Thirteen like a god of death. Outside the black qi, Wu Nian could only see a small hand stained with blood, waving towards him for help.

That hand was pitiful, constantly calling out for help.

Give Wu Nian a feeling that as long as he can step forward and hold her hand, she will be able to be saved from giving black energy.

Wu Nian stood in place, without the intention of going up to hold the white and tender little hand, his legs were weak and weak, as long as he moved slightly, he would fall to his knees on the ground.

He stood in the distance with six gods and no master, watching the thirteen in front of him slowly be swallowed up by the black qi little by little.

It was a female ghost who ate people, a female ghost who ate a villager, and if she saved her, more people would die at her hands. Wu Nian thinks that he is not a bad person, nor is he a good person, even if Thirteen saved his life a few times and taught him many things, but her cannibalism is a foregone conclusion, and he can't be good enough to save a murderer.

The most important thing is that he is afraid of death, he is afraid that if he walks over and pulls Thirteen like this, he will be swallowed by death like Thirteen. Even if he won't be swallowed by the death gas and successfully rescue Thirteen, then who can guarantee that Thirteen won't eat himself?

He didn't dare to gamble, and he was not qualified to gamble, his life was given by his parents.

"Thirteen, I'm sorry, I can't die right now. ”

The sense of survival made Wu Nian's weak legs have strength again, and he began to stroll towards the front door, he walked backwards, facing thirteen, with his back to the gate, walking very slowly. His eyes kept looking at the little hand that was almost devoured, and it was the last to give thirteen individuals.

"Wu Nian, you come back for me!"

After leaving the courtyard, Thirteen miraculously began to call for help to Wu Nian, Wu Nian paused, but did not stop.

"Dengzi, come back to me quickly! Are you so ruthless, watching your savior die like this, and if you don't save him, don't forget, who gave you the pulse, don't ...... Come back soon...... Come back and save me, please...... Beg...... Ah......" As the screams sounded, Thirteen's voice finally disappeared, and in the end, Wu Nian still didn't come back.

Wu Nian's strolling at the beginning turned into a fast walk, and finally turned into running, he didn't dare to look back, because he knew that as long as he turned back like this, he would regret it.

He gave up saving this benefactor who had saved him several times.

Gave up this benefactor who gave him the pulse.

Gave up this thirteen who stayed with him in the mountains for seven days.

"Sometimes, people's hearts are worse than ghosts!"

Wu Nian personally verified his words, if he hadn't seen Thirteen eat people with his own eyes, maybe he would have a reason to save her, but she ate people, ate people in front of him, and ate people as Master Wang said.

Maybe it was because he was afraid, or maybe it was for some other reason, he rushed back to Xiaojingxiang, which he hadn't been back to for seven days, from Baxia Village in the east of the town, during which he met many people on the night road, including those he knew and those he didn't know, he didn't pay attention, just rushed in the direction of home.

Back at home, there was no Wu Mudi, Wu Nian walked to his small well, used the iron tong to fill a large bucket of water, and poured a bucket of cold well water directly on his head.

It's not enough.

Wu Nian threw down the iron bucket again, filled it with a bucket full of well water, and poured a bucket on his head again.

When Wu Nian hit the third bucket of water and was about to splash it on himself, an anxious voice sounded, "Ah Nian, you are crazy, stop it, use the well water at night, it will freeze." ”

The person who came was Wu Mu, who had just come back from outside.

"I want you to take care of it. Wu Nian let out a loud sigh, threw down the bucket of water in his hand, and walked quickly towards his own house.

"Bang!" the sound of slamming the door echoed in the Wu family's courtyard.

Wu Nian, who was nested in the futon, thought that he would be more sober after flushing himself with two buckets of well water, but his mind was even more chaotic, and even he didn't know what he was thinking.

Originally, it was just to thank Thirteen for taking care of her during this time and buy her a pair of shoes that fit her feet. Qingshi Pavilion woke up, but he didn't know that so many things had happened, that unsmiling thirteen was really a man-eating demon and ate a person from a village, this is something that Wu Nian was afraid of in his dreams.

He said that he was not afraid of ghosts, and said that sometimes people are more terrible than ghosts, but when he really encountered ghosts, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to move.

He wondered what had happened to Thirteen after he was gone.

"Thirteen, you said that you hate it most when others lie to you, but you didn't lie to me, and deceived me into believing in you so much, but I don't understand, why did you save me, and after saving me, you still have to teach me to learn swords, why...... Is it really just to deceive me? What is your purpose? Who are you?" Wu Nian looked at the green umbrella in his hand, and recalled the bits and pieces on Mingtai Mountain in the past seven days, as if he were dreaming. In the end, he realized that he really didn't know anything about Thirteen, he glanced at the faint moonlight on the windowsill, and sighed: "If you are not a ghost, how good it would be!"

No matter how much he thought about it, there would be no result, and Wu Nian didn't plan to think about these things that made his scalp tingle, there were too many secrets in Thirteen, so many that it might be beyond Wu Nian's imagination.

He began to close his eyes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice the blindness that he had realized during the day.

Don't think about anything, don't listen to anything, it's easy to say, how difficult it is to do, no matter how much Wu Nian calms down, he can't enter the wonderful state of mind of the day again, just because as long as he moves his mind now, the shadow of Thirteen will immediately appear in his mind, and it can't be erased for a long time.

Just as he was agonizing about this, there was a knock on the door.