Chapter 160

The group of Demon Suppression Division left Wan'an County and originally came to Kuailiang Village.

It's just that after coming all the way, the two locals who led the way died, and the four people of the Demon Suppression Division went through danger, thinking that it would not be easy to reach Kuailiang Village, but they didn't expect that after escaping death, they actually came directly to Kuailiang Village.

For a while, Fan Wusu and the three didn't know whether to panic or rejoice.

“……”

The three of them looked at each other, and they were silent for a long time.

"Where you come, you are safe." Zhao Fusheng twisted a handful of wet hair, looked at the village in the distance, and couldn't help laughing:

"There is still light in the village at this time, proving that there are still living people, which is far beyond my imagination."

She is not afraid that there are still living people in the village, but she is afraid that the village will die, like the village of Zhuangjia, it is extremely difficult to find a clue.

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, he didn't say anything.

Fan Wusu has well-developed limbs and a simple mind, so he asked rhetorically without thinking:

"My lord, are these really living people?"

Wu Shaochun shuddered when he asked, and his face showed a look of horror.

Zhao Fusheng's heart couldn't help sinking.

The complexity and ferocity of the case in Kuailiang Village far exceeded her expectations, the ghost case broke out for such a long time, Zhuangjia Village has become a dead place, Kuailiang Village is the birthplace of the ghost case, although the lights are on in the village, it seems that there are still living mouths - but as Fan Wusu said, are these really living people?

Zhao Fusheng could not answer his question.

"Whether it's a living person or not, when you go to the village and ask, you'll know." She couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't want to think about it for the time being.

Anyway, you can't dodge, so you can only face each other.

"Let's go, let's dock the boat first, and we'll go ashore."

Zhao Fusheng shook his wet hair and commanded in a deep voice.

Zhang Chuanshi and the others did not dare to enter the village, but there was no other way, Zhang Chuanshi sat in the boat, turned his head and glanced at the other end of the village - what caught his eyes was the vast river.

The other end of this calm river is shrouded in endless fog, as if connected to the darkness of the night.

The ghost domain of the ghosts shrouded this place, and before the ghost case was over, several people couldn't escape from this place at all.

"Yes."

Zhang Chuanshi stubbornly agreed.

He picked up the two clean human bones that he had thrown into the black boat before, remembered what Zhao Fusheng said before, he was panicked and worried, his eyes rolled, and he handed one to Wu Shaochun:

"Shaochun, there is a lot of strength in the crowd, come, let's row together."

Wu Shaochun is a newcomer, simple and obedient, better than Fan Wusheng.

And he was rescued by Zhao Fusheng, and he was loyal to the Demon Suppression Division, so he would definitely not refuse his request at this time.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Chuanshi's voice fell, Wu Shaochun took the human bone without hesitation and responded:

"Okay, Master Zhang."

He was young, and he didn't have as many eyes as Zhang Chuanshi, so after taking the human bones, he threw a pestle into the water, and in the sound of the water, he exerted his strength with both arms, and the black boat suddenly slid forward like an arrow from the string.

When Zhang Chuanshi saw this scene, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Zhang Chuanshi meaningfully, as if he saw his inner idea clearly.

Zhang Chuanshi laughed 'hehe':

"Boating, rowing."

After speaking, he also waved the human bones and paddled the water waves hard, and the boat quickly approached the shore under the force of the two.

As soon as they approached the shore, all four people on board could see the scene on the shore clearly.

When he was in the river before, he saw that the shore was bright red, and Zhang Chuanshi secretly wondered if there were many people dying on the shore, so the closer to the water, the more red it was.

At this time, when I took a closer look, I found that the shore was full of large and strange red flowers.

"My lord, it's a ghost flower."

Fan Wusu reminded.

The shore of Kuarao Village is full of ghost flowers!

Flowers layer upon layer, will be along the river bank spread, not half a gap, far away, the river bank bright red like fire, in this haunted village, in the distant light of the light, there is a strange and sharp beauty.

The flowers spread along the riverbank, as if endlessly, the stamens were so red that they dripped, but the outer edges of the petals were almost black, and the distance was connected to the night, forming a strange sea of flowers, exuding a fishy sweet smell.

This smell is a bit like blood, and after smelling it for a long time, it makes people feel a sweet feeling in their hearts, as if there is some kind of longing in their hearts, as if there is a regrettable thing that has not been completed, and people can't wait to grab something, but they don't know what they need.

When I think about it carefully, I always feel that the longing thing is close at hand, but I can't think of it, I can't think of it, I can't breathe the fragrance of flowers two more times, remember the regretful thing, and then make up for the emptiness in my heart.

This feeling is naturally very abnormal.

Zhao Fusheng was vigilant and reminded lightly:

"Be careful, the smell of this flower can be poisonous and unsettling."

"Don't you feel restless."

Zhang Chuanshi muttered: "I'm simply frightened. ”

He had already formed a bond with the ghost flower, and because of this, the flower almost died at the hands of the ghost under the water, and he was already frightened by this flower, and when he saw the ghost flower on the shore, the vigilance in his heart was deeper than that of the other three.

A fierce thing like a ghost boat should have been something he could have avoided but at this moment, when he saw the ghost flowers on the shore, Zhang Chuanshi didn't even dare to get off the boat, and he couldn't wait to sit in the boat.

It's a pity that in his apprehension, the black ship is still slowly docking.

There was a jolt from the bottom of the boat, and the hull seemed to touch the sand and gravel of the river, and finally stopped.

Zhao Fusheng held his breath, relying on the ghost control on his body, and the canonized door god was at the bottom, and took the lead in jumping from the ghost ship into the flowers.

'Whew. ’

Many ghost flowers were trampled on by her, and a large amount of red juice gushed out from the fracture.

Zhao Fusheng's soles and trouser legs were quickly dyed red, as if they were stained with a lot of blood, she lowered her head and frowned, then shook her trouser legs, and then fell her gaze to the river in the distance.

At this moment, the other three people on the ship held their breath and were silent for a moment.

After half an hour, the river and the banks were quiet and nothing happened.

The female ghosts that were supposed to be dormant at the bottom of the river did not appear, as if these ghost flowers growing on the shore had lost their attraction to the ghosts.

Zhao Fusheng let out a long breath silently, and whispered to the three people on the boat:

"Nothing happens, get off the ship."

Wu Shaochun listened to her words the most, and when he heard this, he immediately threw away the human bone stick in his hand, got up and jumped off the boat.

After he got off the boat, Fan Wuxuan also followed him and jumped into the flowers.

Fan Wusu was strong and strong, and his movements were big, and he stepped on a lot of ghost flowers under this pounce, and the bursting red juice splashed his face, which was erased by him without hesitation.

In the end, there was a Zhang Chuanshi left on the ship, and he was reluctant to come down, muttering in his mouth:

"I'm not sure if there is a living mouth in the village, why don't you go to the village to explore, if there is only an empty village left, you have to come back."

"This boat is weird, if the people are gone, what if the boat drifts, and there are ghosts at the bottom of the river, how can we go back?" He smiled at Zhao Fusheng with a shy face:

"Why don't you go ashore first, my lord, I'll stay here and wait—"

After he said this, his eyes flashed and he looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and saw the thoughts in his heart at a glance.

The old man was as timid as a mouse.

A strange black boat alone was very likely to bind to him, and if the three of them left, leaving him alone on the boat, with a ghost lurking at the bottom of the river, it would definitely scare him out of his courage in a short time.

At this time, he deliberately said this, probably with some kind of ghost idea.

Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment, and nodded very happily:

"Okay, you just stay here and watch the boat."

Zhang Chuanshi grinned, a smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, Fan Wusu was a little unconvinced:

"My lord, in my opinion, Lao Zhang just wants to be lazy."

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, just turned around and walked to the shore, Fan Wusu saw that she didn't say anything, so he had to follow.

It was Wu Shaochun who kindly reminded Lao Zhang:

"Master Zhang, there are ghosts at the bottom of the river, there are no adults around, you have to be careful when you are alone."

"......" Wu Shaochun's reminder made Fan Wusu laugh loudly, and Zhang Chuanshi's villain's look of triumph suddenly froze on his face.

He was visibly flustered, and jumped from the boat at lightning speed as if a red-hot soldering iron had been placed under his buttocks:

"My lord, I thought about it, I still have to walk with my lord."

"Lao Zhang, are you not guarding the ship?"

Fan Wusu smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth:

"What are you doing with us all the way? Let's go back to the boat, there may be no one in the village, maybe we will come back after a circle? ”

Wu Shaochun answered:

"Maybe there are still living people in the village, so we have to find a place to spend the night and eat something."

When Zhang Chuanshi thought of this possibility, he was even more determined to go with the three of them.

If there were still living people in the village, if Zhao Fusheng was to live in the village temporarily, wouldn't he be the only one left on the boat?

There are also female ghosts at the bottom of the river......

"I'm walking with adults, if there is danger in the village, how can I let adults take risks? My old Zhang now has a ghost imprint on his back, and he can saddle the horse and ...... for adults."

Fan Wusu complained unceremoniously:

"You're afraid of death, aren't you?!"

"Go! Go for it! Zhang Chuanshi took a sip of him.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly, and said in a light tone:

"It's okay to go along, but if you encounter danger later, you have to say it back, and I'm not kind to you."

Zhang Chuanshi said:

"How can that—"

After speaking, he stared at Wu Shaochun with a suspicious expression, suspecting that this kid was deliberately using words to intimidate himself.

The four of them chatted a few words, and most of their fears when they saw the ghost flowers and Kuailiang Village were immediately dispelled.

Several people stepped on the flowers, during which countless flowers broke and were dyed with blood-red flower juice, and when they got out of the flowers, they saw the village in the distance.

Compared with the empty and dilapidated Zhuangjia Village, Kuailiang Village is obviously more imposing and neat.

The first thing that caught the eyes of the four people was a big archway, with three big characters of 'Kuailiang Village' written on it.

There is a stone groove on each side of the gate on both sides of the torii, and an oil lamp is lit inside.

The lights were burning brightly, illuminating the neighborhood, and the bright light that Zhao Fusheng had seen earlier came from here.

Not far from the house number is the row of houses.

The house is close to each other, the lanes are vertical and horizontal, and the back is built against the mountain pass, it seems that the scale of Kuailiang Village is not small, Zhao Fusheng looked from afar, and saw that among these houses, there were signboards hanging outside.

"It's not like a village, it's like a township."

Zhao Fusheng looked at a small flag on the roof of a house, and the word 'wine' was written on the flag, and he couldn't help sighing.

At this time, in the dead of night, although the whole Kuailiang Village is large, the village is so quiet that it can be heard.

Her words seemed to break the silence, and with mountains on three sides, her voice spread out, and there were bursts of echoes.

Fan Wusheng's eyes fell on the door, there was a small thatched hut behind the door, as soon as Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, the small door of the thatched hut was pushed open, and a sturdy man with a dung fork came out of the thatched hut, vigilantly looking left and right.

"My lord, someone."

When Fan Wusu saw someone in the village appear, his eyes lit up and he shouted.

His voice quickly turned into an echo:

"Someone—"

"Yes, yes, somebody—"

This dead village revived in an instant.

From a distance, many of the houses did not open their doors, but in the dark night, there seemed to be a sense of anxiety spreading through the village.

The man who was guarding the archway shouted:

"Who? Who's coming to the village again? ”

He waved the dung fork in his hand and asked tentatively:

"Is it a friend of Wulidiantun?"

This person was standing under the firelight, and Zhao Fusheng and the others came from the dark river, one bright and one dark, and it was difficult for the villagers of Kuailiang Village to see where the people were standing.

But his face did not turn left and right when he spoke, as if he had already known which direction the 'guest' would come from, his eyes looked directly at the direction where Zhao Fusheng and the others were, took two steps forward with a fork, and said vigilantly:

"Come out quickly, or I'll kill you later."

"Hey!"

Fan Wusu rolled up his sleeves:

"This Diao Min!"

Zhao Fusheng stopped him and shook his head:

"Don't get into conflict just yet."

Before leaving, Pang Zhixian told her that Kuailiang Village was governed by clans, and the villagers were very close.

The people of such a village are fierce, and once they start, it will not be easy to reconcile.

She is here to solve ghost cases, not to fight with people, and there is no need to settle conflicts when she first enters the village.

"We are advanced villages." She spoke, then replied in a loud voice:

"We are the people invited by the chief of Wulidian Tun Zhoutun."

She moved out of Wulidian Tun, Zhou Tunchang, "I heard that something happened in Kuailiang Village, so I came to find out." ”

Zhao Fusheng's words made the man who had to be forked stunned.

Under the light of the fire in the stone trough on both sides, the man turned his head a little uneasily, and glanced in a certain direction of the village behind him, as if he was a little hesitant.

Zhao Fusheng saw his movement in his eyes, and couldn't help shouting:

"Call the village elders of your village to come out!"

Her tone was calm and unmistakably courageous.

The man took half a step back, and Zhao Fusheng said again:

"What about Kuaijusheng? Let him come out and talk to me. ”

'Kuaijusheng' is the name of the sixth uncle of Kuai, on the way to Kuailiang Village, Zhao Fusheng asked from Zhuang Laoqi.

As soon as she mentioned 'Kuai Jusheng', the man suddenly couldn't hold his breath, and hurriedly said:

"You wait, I'll call Uncle Six-"

After speaking, he ran to the village with a fork, and disappeared in an instant.

After this person left, Zhao Fusheng said with a smile:

"It seems that Kuaiju is not dead yet, but this is just in time."

After speaking, he said to Fan Wusu and a few others:

"Let's go into the village too."