Demons kill!

That's too TM, isn't it...... Xiao Wuxin's expression was solemn, he didn't express his true thoughts, and said, "Old man, are you?" ”

The white-haired old man coughed and said, "Little Lao'er is the village leader of Qiujiazhuang. ”

Xiao Wuxin made a respectful gesture: "It turned out to be the village masa, disrespectful." ”

"Can you tell us a little bit about what happened?" Xiao Wuxin asked.

Muramasa did not speak, and left on crutches.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuxin silently followed, knowing what he meant, it was not appropriate to talk much outside, not to mention that they were still outsiders.

The three of them went with them.

Finally, they came to an ancestral hall in the village, there was nothing unusual on the outside of the ancestral hall, but when they entered it, there was a cave.

The interior decoration of the ancestral hall is extremely luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, and gold chrome wooden pillars.

Inside the ancestral hall, it is not the ancestors of Qiujiazhuang who are enshrined, but a golden statue of a strangely shaped animal.

Three sticks of incense as thick as fingers are wafting white smoke, and the fragrance lingers inside and outside the ancestral hall.

This abrupt contrast made Xiao Wuxin a little difficult to accept, obviously the houses in the village were all of poor soil tile, but the ancestral hall was like a palace on earth.

After thinking about it, a naughty child ran out from behind the ancestral hall, and then chased out an older girl.

"Bao'er, don't talk nonsense, be careful of being eaten by evil ghosts." The big girl chased and shouted.

The boy was ignorant and ran around from the back of the ancestral hall.

Immediately, more and more children ran out, and in the blink of an eye, the ancestral hall became a school.

There are children of all ages, and Yanran has become their entertainment place.

Xiao Wuxin and the others were surrounded by the children and asked for their names.

A palatial ancestral hall? Inexplicable children? ...... A series of strange phenomena followed, and the doubts in their minds could not be solved.

After the village dispersed the children, they quietly knelt on the futon in front of the ancestral hall, and all three of them sat on the ground.

At this time, Muramasa told the reason: "Did you see the older girl just now?" ”

The three of them bowed their heads, and the big girl was like a child's sister, managing this group of children.

"She is the daughter of Zhu Rourong, the owner of the butcher shop who was killed last night." "He knew that he was going to die, so he left some money for his daughter before he died, so that she could grow up." ”

Only then did the three of them understand that the butcher shop owner was not trying to rip off customers, but just wanted to leave a sum of money for his daughter before he died.

"If you know you're going to be killed, why don't you run?" Xiao Yanting asked.

"Because I can't run, I don't dare to run!" Muramasa said helplessly, "If someone runs away, everyone else in the village will be buried with them." ”

"It's not enough to hurt others, that evil ghost is so vicious." Wei Liuxiang was shocked.

Subsequently, Muramasa revealed the evil ghost behind it.

Two years ago, there was an evil ghost named "Inspiration King" in Qiujiazhuang, who had a pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun, resembling a flying bat.

When the King of Inspiration came to the village, he said that he could call for wind and rain to bless the safety of the party, but on the condition that he would make sacrifices to the living every month, and if the villagers did not agree, he would kill them. (PS: Inspired by Journey to the West "Night Blocking the Sky and Water")

At first, everyone was unimpressed, until the King of Inspiration caught more than a dozen children, and the villagers had no choice but to comply.

As a result, every month a person is selected as a sacrifice in the village, and the children in the chosen family will be raised by the village, and the parents of the children in the ancestral hall are orphaned as sacrifices.

Later, the King of Inspiration raised funds to cultivate this magnificent ancestral hall.

"What about the government?" Xiao Wuxin asked.

The villagers also reported to the government, but the local county magistrate only thought they were joking, saying something like "the government only arrests people, not ghosts", so they prevaricated them.

Hum!!

Xiao Yanting snorted angrily, the local government was a group of rotting moths.

"The Inspiration King?" Xiao Wuxin sneered, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and even ghosts have to enjoy offerings.

After learning the ins and outs of the matter, Xiao Wuxin would not care, he said: "Do you tell me whether the King of Inspiration is a human or a ghost?" ”

"It doesn't matter if he's a human or a ghost, let's talk about it after I'm caught." Wei Liuxiang rolled up her sleeves.

Xiao Yanting sharpened his knife Huo Huo: "I've seen a lot of people in my life, but I've never seen a ghost, don't let me catch him, otherwise, I have to make him look good." ”

Seeing them like this, Muramasa immediately stopped their terrible thoughts: "You must have a bad idea, that inspiration king has the power of heaven and cruel methods, and you are by no means their opponent." ”

At the beginning, the men in their village had secretly united to prepare to hunt the Inspiration King, but it was no surprise that all the men, without exception, were all sucked out of blood, and their deaths were tragic.

For this reason, the king of inspiration was furious, and a violent wind and rain fell, and the enemy's village was almost destroyed.

"Muramasa, let me tell you the truth, the three of us are specialized in catching ghosts." Xiao Yanting laughed.

"You guys?"

Muramasa didn't believe it, looking at the three of them white and thin, I was afraid that it was not enough to stuff the teeth of the inspiration king.

"Isn't it like?" Xiao Yanting said.

Muramasa's head shook like a rattle: "It's not like it, even the villagers of our village look stronger than the three of you." ”

Xiao Wuxin patted Muramasa on the shoulder and said, "You just tell us where the King of Inspiration lives?" We'll take care of the rest. ”

The village was pointing to the hill in the distance: "It's in the middle of that coal mountain." ”

The three of them looked into the distance at the same time, and Xiao Wuxin said, "Go!" Go up the mountain and catch ghosts!! ”