"Brother? What are you talking about? ”

Jiang Wujian sat up and touched his neck.

A hideous scar crawled around the neck like a centipede.

"It's actually better......" Jiang Wujian felt incredulous.

Cut in half, can it still be good? Just left with a scar?

Big brother, you don't dare to shoot movies like this......

......, the small-footed female corpse must have done it!

Jiang Wuxi did not respond to Xiaoyu, but tried to communicate with the small-footed female corpse.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Can you let me go?"

"I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to come to this hellish place!"

"If you want to take away my body, I'll give it to you, can you let me go back!"

"Brother, brother, what are you talking about, don't scare me." Jiang Zhiyu hugged Jiang Wuji's arm, and crystal tears burst out of his eyes.

Jiang Wujian turned his head sideways, patted Xiaoyu's hand lightly, and smiled softly: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Retract your gaze from the little fish.

"If you don't show up, we'll make it clear if you have something to say."

"If I, Jiang Wuji, offend you somewhere, I will compensate you."

"What do you want, I'll burn it for you, you can say what conditions you have."

"Let's discuss!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Brother...... You, what's wrong with you, are you hysterical again? ”

Jiang Wuji: "Don't worry, I'm really fine, the hysteria you said is a kind of mental illness, right?" I used to have it, but now I don't, rest assured. ”

The girl was stunned, she couldn't understand what her brother was saying now.

The small-footed female corpse did not respond, and the feeling of palpitations did not appear.

So, Jiang Wuji's heart was crossed, and he took out the red hijab from the placket of his clothes that he didn't know when he would return to him, and put it on his head directly.

Then, Jiang Wujian stood up.

One hand holds the broken sword tightly, and the other hand pulls the small fish, and the head is draped with a big red hijab.

"Come out!"

"You come out!"

"What the hell do you want to do!"

"Can you give me a crisp! Can! ”

"Come out! You're coming out!! ”

"Brother! Elder brother! Jiang Zhiyu hugged Jiang Wujian to the death.

She didn't know what was wrong with Jiang Wuji, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

She hated herself for not being able to do anything.

Jiang Wujian tore off the red hijab and let out a long breath, "I'm fine." ”

Jiang Zhiyu: "Brother ......"

Reaching out to wipe away the tears on Xiao Yu's face, Jiang Wuxi finally began to check his current situation.

He and Xiaoyu are still in the back mountain.

The corpse of the village chief was rotting and stinking.

It may be that he has the consciousness of mending the knife, or it may be to vent his anger, Jiang Wujian swung his sword and cut the village chief everywhere.

What I didn't expect was that in the village chief's body, there was actually a pitch-black pill!

The size is about the same as the dragon's eye, and it may also be Neidan or something, but it is definitely not a stone, Jiang Wujian put it away for the time being.

After doing this, Jiang Wuji's gaze fell on the small cabin not far away.

"Squeak-"

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the scene in the cabin finally appeared in front of me.

The floor in the house was brown, a color that could not be washed away by blood.

On the inside of the door, on the wall, many scratches could be seen, and some of the ravines even had broken nails inlaid in them.

In the corner of the room, several corpses were piled up.

The most "new" corpse is a dog baby......

The body of the dog baby had irregular limbs bent, half of its face was missing, and there was a large hole in its chest, which was pitch black inside, as if its body had been hollowed out.

Above these corpses, there is a brown shrine with an eerie idol inside.

The clay statue is not large, it is in the shape of a human being, and it sits cross-legged.

The clay statue has no head, but it has four hands, and it appears to be carved with snake scales.

Just staring at it makes people inexplicably frightened.

"Huh...... This is the so-called sacrifice to the plague god. ”

Jiang Wujian swung his sword and smashed the clay statue and the shrine together, closed the door, took the village chief's copper coin sword, threw away a fire, and led Xiaoyu out of the back mountain.

The situation in the village is not much better.

The corpses of the villagers were piled up and piled up, everywhere.

Until they died, they still maintained their mouths open and stared.

But their blood seemed to have been drained, and all of them were dried corpses.

In addition, the road in the village seemed to have been soaked in blood, and it was unusually muddy and sticky.

At this time, Jiang Zhiyu gently tugged at the corner of Jiang Wuji's clothes and asked, "Brother, what should we do......

Jiang Wujian took a deep breath and said, "It's impossible to continue living here, let's go down the mountain and take a look at the county seat." ”

"But there is a ...... outside the village," Jiang Zhiyu wanted to say but stopped.

Jiang Wuxi didn't say anything about this.

Is there an evil outside the village?

Hehe, no matter how dangerous it is outside, it's better than this village full of dead people, right?

Moreover, at that time, the village chief deliberately recruited those evil spirits, and used the evil spirits and the villagers to urge something, wanting to suppress the small-footed female corpse and complete the seizure.

Perhaps, the evil outside the village has also died......

But no matter what, in this village, he Jiang Wujian doesn't want to stay for a moment.

Since you decided to go down, it's easy to do.

The brother and sister first went door-to-door to find silver, not copper plates, only silver.

Although Qingyu Village is poor, there are still a lot of broken silver collected from all over the village.

After solving the problem of entanglement, Jiang Wuxi went to the place where the village chief lived alone.

The village chief's room was clean and could be described as spotless.

After some careful rummaging, I learned a lot.

A gourd containing more than a dozen red pills.

A sandalwood waist card engraved with the words "Tiandao Temple".

A well-preserved robe and a pair of square shoes.

What is the use of the pills in the gourd, Jiang Wujian doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to try it easily.

The sandalwood waist card is probably the "identity card" of the Tiandao Temple.

It is worth mentioning the almost overlooked Taoist robes and square shoes.

It looks like an ordinary Taoist robe, but it can't be cut with a knife, and it can't be lit with fire!

The seemingly ordinary square shoes can be as light as a swallow after wearing them, and they can leap a few feet!

In addition, Jiang Wuji also found that his dantian had a lot of indescribable things.

If nothing else, this is the so-called Qi Hai.

It's just that this Qihai seems to have been condensed with the help of the village chief......

According to the words of the village chief, he has now reached the Nine Rank Refining Qi.

It took a whole night to sort out the chores, big and small.

At noon the next day, Jiang Wujian came to the entrance of the village with Xiaoyu.

As expected, the fog that had permeated the village had receded.

Jiang Wuji was wearing a Taoist robe, stepping on square shoes, and carrying a copper coin sword.

Tightening the soft water in his hand, Jiang Wujian said, "Let's go, go down the mountain." ”

"Hmm." The girl nodded and followed.

……

In the hot summer of July, the cicadas hissed like chirping.

Although the brother and sister walking in the secluded forest were sweating, their faces were full of smiles.

It's not as scary as the village chief said.

The green grass is like a tree, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, which is refreshing.

What a big insect, evil, not even a shadow.

Along the way, the brother and sister hesitated from the beginning, and talked and laughed later.

During this period, Jiang Wujian also asked his sister about the fact that she put a red cover on the village chief's head that night, but the latter couldn't remember anything.

According to Jiang Wuji's guess, the female corpse with small feet should have been on her sister at that time......

The thought of the small-footed female corpse gives me a headache.

The village chief's matter is settled, but the small-footed female corpse is still there.

I don't know when she's going to attack me...... Jiang Wujian was apprehensive in his heart.

As if sensing that Jiang Wujian was preoccupied, Jiang Zhiyu took the initiative to hold his arm and asked, "Brother, when we wait for the county seat, let's have a good meal, right?" ”

"Okay, so what do you want to eat?" Jiang Wuji, who had lost his thoughts, asked.

The girl pursed her lips and said, "I want to eat... Well... I'm going to eat sugar gourds! I still want to eat osmanthus cake! ”

"Okay, I'll buy it for you when the time comes!"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I, I want to drink, I want to try the wine of this world."

"Hmm~ what's so good about wine."

"Then I'll go to the fence and go to the Qinglou!"

"Brother! ~”

The girl stomped her feet and was coquettish.

And at this moment, Jiang Wuji, who has excellent ear power, suddenly heard a strange noise!

He immediately paused and pulled out the copper coin sword behind his back.

"Wait for me here."

After hiding the small fish in the tree hole, Jiang Wujian jumped up, borrowed his strength from the trunk of the tree, and burrowed into the dense greenery.

Probably because of the incident with Qing Xuanzi, Jiang Wujian has become extremely cautious now.

He crunched down on a branch, his bloodshot eyes scanning his surroundings like an eagle's eye.

When he was young, Jiang Wujian found the source of his voice.

It was a grave, and in front of the tombstone was the meal of the dead.

At this time, a ragged and unkempt man was squatting in front of the grave, gobbling up blackened steamed buns.

"People?"

At that moment, the man suddenly reached out and scratched the back of his neck.

The sound of "smack" is tooth-souring.

Then, he tore off his hair directly with his scalp!

"Hungry ghosts rush to fast!"

"Evil?!"

Just as Jiang Wujian gasped,

The bloody evil has already looked straight over......