The sky was overcast, there was a light rain all the time, and the muddy road in front of the pharmacy became muddy.

At the entrance of the village, there was a lot of people, and soon from far to near, the villagers flocked to pass by here, talking loudly, very noisy.

"I caught another Xiuzhen. These refugees are not a source of concern. ”

"If you want me to say, don't let one in, and it's over! Aren't they capable? Let's fight the monsters! ”

"Hey! One by one, stubborn! How could this person believe in evil at such a young age? ”

Wu Wei, who was grabbing medicine in the shop, heard the movement outside, and his heart tightened.

Looking up, there was a thin and small woman in white in the middle of the mighty procession, but she was wearing a cloak and couldn't see her face clearly.

Seems young? Maybe it's about the same age as his current body, fourteen or fifteen years old.

Rao has seen too much, but his heart still feels like he has been hammered, and he is stunned.

Waiting for the woman to slowly walk away, Wu Wei came back to his senses, his heart was like a mess, and he was about to close the shop, when suddenly a big hand slapped him on the shoulder.

He was taken aback.

"Zou Ji?" He saw the person clearly, fixed his mind, and quickly recalled this past "Fa Xiao" in his mind.

"Let's go, let's watch the excitement together." Zou Ji's sallow face had a hint of schadenfreude excitement.

"I'm not going—grab the medicine." Wu Wei smiled reluctantly, and his hands kept moving.

"Not going?" Zou Ji looked at him with a strange expression: "Why do I feel like you have changed since your father died?" ...... Didn't you like to join in the fun? Isn't it ........?"

Zou Ji's pair of eyes the size of mung beans came up and stared at him, like a pair of mouse eyes glowing green.

“...... Possessed by an evil spirit, right? ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Wei suddenly felt that the hairs on his back stood on end.

He didn't need to look at it, he could feel the eyes of many villagers casting their eyes on him, intentionally or unintentionally.

was silent for a moment, slapped Zou Ji on the shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "I'll tease you." You're so fucking unlucky, and this joke is casual too? Let's go, let's see! ”

Zou Jiyin smiled compassionately, and when Wu Wei closed the door of the medicine shop, the two joined the mighty team of villagers.

"It seems that there have been more refugees lately – the village hasn't been so lively in a long time." Zou Ji smiled a little sickly.

"That's a lot. There are still a few of them lying in my backyard, and I can't take them at all. Wu Wei said absentmindedly.

"There are a lot of people, and some bugs have mixed in." Zou Ji stretched out his hand and scratched his back, "I'm just afraid of upsetting the remnant yin god." ”

"You mean, these cultivators?" Wu Wei was silent for a moment.

"Isn't it?" Zou Ji squeezed his back fiercely, but he didn't seem to be able to stop the itch, and his expression became a little hideous: "Using the name of immortality to deceive people's hearts, making trouble in Dazhai and causing peace in Dazhai, angering the remnant yin god, he deserved to be burned to death." ”

"......What do you say" Seeing that Wu Wei was silent, Zou Ji turned his head sharply and asked with a strange smile: "Do you deserve it?" ”

"Well deserved." Wu Wei said Muran.

"Hey, do you have any itch medicine?" Zou Ji finally couldn't stand it anymore, and grinned with distorted facial features.

His back was scratched by sharp nails, and dense beads of bright red blood oozed through the dark red old scars, which had rotted into pieces.

"Yes, quicklime. I'll open it for you when I turn around. Wu Wei glanced at it and said lightly.

Closer and closer to the execution ground in the center of Dazhai, the smell of tung oil came from the air.

It was nearly noon, and the execution ground was filled with people in three circles and three circles outside.

Two big men used an iron chain the thickness of a baby's arm to tie the woman in white to the stone pillar in the center of the execution ground one after another.

"But you have to be careful, these cultivators can do witchcraft, and they are evil." A rickety old woman said hatefully.

Wu Wei, who was standing next to her, heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was indifferent.

In the third year of traveling to this world, all the worldviews of civilized societies in previous lives have long since collapsed.

Now, as long as he can live, and on the basis of living, he will be very satisfied with maintaining the last layer of moral bottom line that he has been civilized and civilized in his heart.

As for the grievances between the so-called cultivators and the local natives......

He can hide and hide, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with it.

Unless it's like today, you can't hide from it......

He opened his gaze and lost focus.

seemed to be staring at the woman in white, but in fact, she crossed this blurred background and landed on the distant mountains and green daisies in the mist and rain.

When everything was ready, one of the big men in the shape of a man read out in a rough voice the charges of the captured cultivators.

He is a believer in the great god of remnant yin, and there is a certain method in his voice, which provokes the already excited villagers to murder, his eyes are red, and the sound of shouting and killing is resounding.

Even Wu Wei, who was standing on the periphery, almost lost his heart under the influence of such an aura, and slowly became dry, and in a trance, he was even moved with a trace of impatience.

"Hurry up and die! Only in this way can we get rid of the hatred in our hearts! ”

Someone couldn't hold it back, and pulled his throat, which immediately caused everyone to cheer.

Wu Wei was a little upset, and he was secretly angry, but this sudden voice made him startled, and he was much more sober.

Only then did he realize that the drizzle had already soaked his clothes, making him feel a chill of late autumn.

The atmosphere has reached its climax, and the big man calmly splashes tung oil all over the body of the woman in white.

The woman in white moved, and raised her head slightly.

Wu Wei looked over and met her eyes.

At that moment, Wu Wei saw her face clearly.

He has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his cheeks are a little baby fat, and he looks delicate.

reminded him of the high school in his previous life, a quiet table mate who loved to laugh, and he was in a trance for a while.

The woman in white blinked her eyes, and quickly looked away, lowered her eyebrows, and calmly prepared for her final fate.

The torch was lit, and Wu Wei's heart suddenly jumped.

"Doctor Wu?"

"Who?!" Wu Wei was startled, and turned around to see a short old man looking at him with some surprise.

"Uncle Wu. Are you looking for something with me? Seeing that the person who came was a familiar villager next door, Wu Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Doctor Wu, my nephew caused evil, accidentally fell into a strange poison, half of his thigh is going to rot, just sent to your pharmacy, and ask Doctor Wu to come to the rescue!" Old Wu has no queen, only this one nephew, who is so anxious with a handful of snot and tears that he can't do it.

He just crossed over three years ago, and he was not very familiar with the world around him, so Old Wu Tou helped him a lot.

With this affection, Wu Wei agreed without thinking much about it, and comforted: "Uncle Wu, don't worry, I'll go with you." ”

touched Zou Ji with his elbow, and planned to leave after two sentences, but he didn't have the courage to look back at her again.

He knew that the identity of the traverser was no better than that of the cultivator, and if he was discovered, he would only end worse if he was regarded as an evil person.

Wu Wei felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, followed behind Uncle Wu with all his heart, and left the execution ground step by step.