"Wow wow wow~!"

The full moon rose high, and a baby cry that stopped abruptly kicked off the bloody night in the village.

The expressionless old man took out two strips of cloth from his pocket and threw one to Yu Zhile.

"If you wrap the knife around your hand, the blood will be sticky and slippery, and you won't be able to hold the knife."

After the old man finished speaking, he began to wrap the knife around his hand and tie a dead knot with his mouth.

After making sure that the knife would not detach from the palm of his hand, the old man looked at the young man who had just wrapped the knife.

"If the knife falls, it means that you are not far from death, but don't worry......"

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to have thought of something, stopped talking, and continued, "Whether you are old or young, kill when you see it, if you don't kill them, they will kill you, and after you kill someone, you will understand something." ”

"It is advisable to kill the woman first, and then the old man."

"Women are weak, old people are weak, and young strong men are the most brute force."

At this point, the old man looked at Yu Zhile deeply, carried a knife, and went out.

"If I write a biography in the future, this village can add a lot of ink."

Yu Zhile muttered, waited in the courtyard for a while, and walked out of the door.

Under the moonlight, the roads and houses in the village are delicate, and the visibility is not less than that of daytime.

Walking out of the small courtyard, what I saw was a villager whose throat had been slit and twitched slightly on the ground.

The ground was red with blood, and white blood vessels and laryngeal bones could be seen in the throat.

The smell of blood is strong, and there is some sweetness in the air, but more of an iron smell.

The villager collapsed at the door of his house, still with a pig-killing knife wrapped around his hand.

The blade is snow-white and translucent, and it is very sharp.

But as soon as he went out, the villager died.

Judging from the footprints on the ground and the absence of other wounds on the villagers' bodies, it was a knife cutting the throat, clean and neat.

Yu Zhile tightened the machete in his hand and looked up at the front.

The old man who had left before stood not far away and looked at him, and stretched out his hand to point behind him.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank sharply, and he rolled forward quickly.

A few hairs fell out, and the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air surrounded my ears.

Yu Zhile quickly stood up, leaned against the wall, and stared at the right side, the position behind him.

There, there was a peasant woman with vicious eyes staring at Yu Zhile.

The kitchen knife in his hand had just been lowered.

Plop plop~!

The heart was beating violently, and an extremely strange feeling appeared in the body.

Yu Zhile felt as if he had inexhaustible strength, and he was very excited.

Adrenaline is starting to secrete.

It's a feeling he'd always had, and when he's fighting with gangsters on the street, he'll feel that way once he's let go.

Yu Zhile didn't pay attention to the left, and after a sneak peek before, the old man had already left.

Yu Zhile stared at the woman, and the woman also looked at Yu Zhile.

The air is quiet, or rather, the whole village is quiet.

Suddenly, the woman moved, she carried the pig-killing knife, and rushed straight over.

Yu Zhile looked at the woman's hand holding the knife, her body tensed slightly, she retreated and bowed slightly, and the knife hung back.

The woman approached and slashed at Yu Zhile's head with a knife.

The blade flickered with cold light, but the next moment, an even faster cold light flashed.

Thorn~!

The knife grazed the woman's neck, and the skin was cut, then the blood vessels, and then the laryngeal cartilage.

Blood sprayed on the side of Yu Zhile's face, and the woman threw herself forward, falling to the place where Yu Zhile had been.

Yu Zhile shook off the blood on the knife and turned his head to look at the woman who was twitching slightly on the ground.

The woman soon lost her life, and with the woman's death, Yu Zhile suddenly noticed that there was something more in her body.

This thing is familiar to him.

Supernatural!

Yu Zhile's eyes became suspicious.

After killing this woman, I could feel the ghost disappearing from me.

It's just a hint of it, but it's also a ghost!

"Kill the inhabitants of the village, and the ghosts that disappeared from me will come back?"

"No, it should be that the ghosts that have fallen silent will recover."

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile's eyes became deeper.

The old man said, live to the end, and then go and kill the man who came down from the mountain.

If nothing else, that person should be the ghost he was looking for.

If you kill it, will you be able to obtain the ghost's supernatural powers?

The situation is not yet known.

The moonlit village is quiet and peaceful, full of friendship.

Corpses were everywhere, and the ground was already stained red with blood.

Yu Zhile was carrying a blood-stained knife, and the strip of cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife and his hand was already blood-red, and dripping blood was dripping from the strip of cloth.

The clothes were mottled with blood, some of them were their own, some were someone else's.

He is not a martial god, he can be injured, and he will be tired.

Pulling the knife out of a sturdy man's chest, Yu Zhile fell to the ground, panting heavily.

The man fell to the ground, and the internal organs could be seen in the torn chest.

The two lungs were still heaving, and a large amount of blood was pouring out of the wounds.

"Three hundred and twenty-one ......"

Yu Zhile slowly spit out a number, and under the moonlight, his eyes glowed with a strange red light.

"Soon, soon, half more, the ghost in my body can be revived......"

The connection of the ghost eye is still a little close, he only needs to kill dozens more, and his ghost eye can be completely opened, instead of the appearance of the ghost eye coming out like now, but there is no killing law.

When the ghost eye awakens, the face will be immediately stimulated by the ghost eye to wake up, and when the time comes, he will be very relaxed with the ghost.

"Perhaps, you can kill that thing......"

The man who fell to the ground suddenly spoke.

Yu Zhile was slightly surprised, all the way to kill, no matter what the situation, these villagers did not say a word.

Except for the old man, this was the first villager to talk to him.

"What's that thing?"

Yu Zhile didn't want to give up this opportunity, he wanted to ask about the situation in this village and the truth about their cannibalism.

The more he knows, the better he can deal with what follows.

The man didn't answer Yu Zhile's question, he just closed his eyes, and the ups and downs of the organs in his chest cavity gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.

The man died, and Yu Zhile also felt that his connection with the ghost eye had taken another step.

The aura on his body is also a little colder, but unfortunately, his body is still the same body as it is now, and he does not have the slightest supernatural power.

Therefore, the exhaustion of the body and mind cannot be eliminated, and the physical injuries cannot be healed.

The moon in the sky has shifted a lot.

Yu Zhile doesn't know how to look at the work of the moon and the hour, and he doesn't know what time it is.

But I don't think it's far from twelve o'clock.

After resting for a while, Yu Zhile stood up.

The excitement at the beginning has long since disappeared,

Some are just colic from the wound.

He looked down at his waist, where he had simply wrapped his clothes around it to stop the bleeding.

But the effect didn't seem to be good, the clothes were already dyed red, and blood began to drip down.

This was caused by a mistake when he was fighting a man with a long knife.

The wound is large enough to reach into a fist.

The people here have a lot of experience in killing, from the elderly in their sixties and seventies to the children of fifteen or sixteen.

The elderly, children, women and children, due to strength problems, do not occupy many advantages.

But the able-bodied men are different.

Each of them seems to be a veteran ruffian who has come down from the battlefield, and he directly slashes at the vital point with a knife.

Rao is Yu Zhile has learned martial arts and sanda, but this is not a killing technique after all.

"It's getting more and more interesting......

Yu Zhile tore the already tattered clothes again, and then wrapped them around the wound on his arm, which was left when he fought with the man before, it was very deep, and it was already boneless.

"Whether or not I can revive the ghost eye depends on whether my current body can support it until that time, or whether I don't meet a master."

If Ye Zhen came here, he might be very excited.

Dragging his scarred body, Yu Zhile moved towards the entrance of the village.

"Kill as many as you can, don't ask for anything......"

His body knows that he is now having some trouble lifting the knife, his arm has long been numb, and the knife has not fallen off completely because it is entangled in strips of cloth.

He can still kill, and it's all because of perseverance.

"Killing people is really a unique job......"

Yu Zhile sighed, then stopped, he looked at the headless corpse in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The corpse is familiar, and so is the knife in the corpse's hand.

Yu Zhile looked up and saw a bloodstained human head not far away.

He walked over and looked down at the head.

Well, now he recognized it, it was the old man.

He, too, died.

(End of chapter)