Chapter Thirty-Eight: Flickering
Hearing this, the old village chief seemed quite calm, and glanced at a middle-aged man next to him, without squeaking...
"What are you?" The middle-aged man asked me, his face full of hostility: "Where are you from?" ”
"Lord Yama is a corpse demon from outside the mountain, he cultivated from the corpse" Old Man Shi explained to me: "Look at it! How powerful this senior is! It looks like a living person! Compared with him, it's more than a little bit worse! ”
"Don't call me senior, I can't afford it." I smiled and said, "Let's talk about generations according to the number of years before we died, just call me Xiao Shen." ”
The old village chief hummed and said politely: "We are all from the mountains, and we don't know much about the etiquette outside the mountains, if there is anything wrong, please forgive me."
"We are not living people, and it is all false to talk about so many rituals." As I spoke, I pretended to be calm, walked over and pulled a chair to sit down, and chatted face-to-face with the old village chief.
"Don't be polite?" The middle-aged man sneered and asked me, "What do you want to talk about?" ”
I turned my head sideways, stared at him intently, and said, Rules.
"We are higher grade than living people, and the realm of 'spirit' is also much higher, there is no deception of me, there is no deception of each other, although our industry is also weak 'meat' and strong food, but in many cases, we are a family without distinguishing each other" I smiled: "I came to the mountains to do business, and I happened to pass by your village, and Master Shi told me about you, so I want to help you." ”
"Can I help you?" The middle-aged man glared: "Who the fuck are you?" ”
To be honest, at that time I was more panicked than anyone else, both 'legs' were weak, and I had to control them with all my might to keep them from trembling.
I pulled over a chair and sat down, firstly to pretend to be superior, and secondly, to hide my fears.
If you stand and stand, and you can't help but go limp on your feet, this thing is considered a mess.
I have to say that the rat has a brain, and it probably knows what I want to do, but before I can give it a look, I only hear a scream, accompanied by the sound of evil, and layers of black mist suddenly rise from the feet of the rat
These villagers look like living people, but in the final analysis, they are all wronged, and they still have the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil.
Although they didn't touch these evil qi, they still felt the same thing.
"The surname is Shen!! What do you want?! The middle-aged man's eyes widened, as if he was angry, but the fear in his eyes was still obvious: "What is the black smoke that this mouse 'made'?!! ”
"Huh." I explained.
With that, I stood up and dusted my sleeve.
"I came to your village out of kindness, after all, we are the same kind, and it is our rule to help each other, but if you don't believe me," I said helplessly, "I'll leave now, okay?" ”
"What the fuck are you going to go?!" The middle-aged man roared, "Give you face?!! ”
Of all the people here, the brute had the most temper and the most unpleasant speech.
At first, I thought it was the villain's 'meat' that caused him to become like this, after all, if you eat too much villain's 'meat', they will get closer and closer to the beasts, and their brains will move closer to the beasts, so it's normal to be short-tempered.
But if you look closely, the eyes and physical characteristics of him and the old village chief are the closest to a living person.
Now I'm kind of reacting to one thing.
Old man Zheng said that the more 'meat' the villain eats, the more the living will look like a beast, but now..... That's not right!
The old village chief's status in the village is not low, and he can be said to eat the most villain 'meat', but no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a living person, not like a beast at all!
Are we all thinking wrong??
The initial change should be the change of their demonic sin, which is the same as what Old Man Zheng said, and they will get closer and closer to the beast.
But it's not a fixed change either.
If they have eaten a certain amount and cultivated a certain number of Taoism, will they become "living people" instead of being extremely Tailai?
"What do you want?" I asked him.
"Lao Tzu told you to sit down!" The middle-aged man roared, his expression was not ordinary ferocious: "Say it clearly and get out!" ”
At this time, the rat's mouth also began to exhale evil breath, and the billowing black mist spewed out of its mouth, first rising into the air, and finally condensing into a ball of fog, and then slowly changing into the shape of an animal.
Isn't that a zoomed-in version of a rat's head?
The rat's head, made of black mist, with red eyes still shining, seemed to have come to life, and its mouth opened wide, as if it was howling at the villagers.
"Hey, I've been out there for decades, and I've never met anyone talking to me like that?" I pretended to be calm and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile: "If you are not polite to me again, I will screw your head off and stuff your ass. In your eyes, do you believe it? ”
Hearing me say this, the man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react, probably because he didn't expect me to scold him so directly.
"I've met a lot of old-timers, some have lived for decades, some have lived for hundreds of years, and I've never met you so powerful" I leaned forward and stared at him intently: "Dare to ask which 'cave' and which mountain you cultivated from?" I've given you face, haven't I? ”
"You !!"
The man slammed the table and stood up, as if he was going to do something.
But what I didn't expect was that the rat reacted faster than me, and before he could reach over his hand, the black 'colored' rat' head floating in mid-air rushed straight to the 'door' in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, the black mist enveloped his head, and the sound of frying was endless.
"You're looking for !! death" The middle-aged man hissed, his tone full of pain: "Village Chief!!" '' him!! This brute dares to do anything to me!! '' him!! ”
The old village chief didn't squeak, sat on the Taishi chair, and looked at me with drooping eyelids, as if he was thinking about something.
"Chubby, stop it." I bent down and patted the rat on the head: "Give him a lesson, there's no need to 'get' someone's life." ”
The rat squeaked, nodded, and then dispersed the mist.
When the fog cleared, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and my heart was full of surprise.
The evil breath that Chubby spits out is powerful enough..... There is even a corrosive effect?!
At this time, the man's mouth was not clean, his nose had sunken, as if he had been smashed by someone with a hammer, and there were a few pieces of 'flesh' missing from his cheeks, and the muscle 'flesh' tissue inside could be directly seen.
He was screaming for pain, and I was also crying out for him, looking really painful!
"How fucking do you dare to 'yin' me?!! I.'' you"
"Smack!"
The old village chief didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and slapped him.
The force of this slap was not large, but it already showed the attitude of the old village chief.
"Sit down." The old village chief squinted his eyes and looked at him silently: "I want to hear what Mr. Shen has to say, don't give me 'mess', understand?" ”
"Village Chief!! I've become like this!! You're still telling me not to 'mess around'?! The middle-aged man roared with grief and indignation, and pointed to his sunken nose: "This can't be forgotten, right?!! ”
"It's you who break the rules, I didn't take your life well, what else do you want?" I asked rhetorically.
As soon as the words fell, I frowned and asked him, "Why don't we two try it once?" ”
"Come on!!" He roared, his face full of murderous intent: "Lao Tzu can't kill you today!" ”
"Okay, I'll say ugly things in front first, I won't spare my hands when I fight, if I accidentally 'make' your soul to fly away, don't blame me" I said, standing up and looking at him without giving an inch.
The old village chief also stood up, slapped him again, and forced the man to sit down.
"Third child, didn't I say it, let you not 'mess around'."
The old village chief said coldly, turned his head to look at me, and his expression was much gentler.
"Mr. Shen, we are all wild ghosts in the mountains, and we don't understand some things, please give me more advice."