The moonlight shone softly on the earth, and there were many shadowy spots of light in the trees, and the leaves of the trees flapped against each other in the breeze.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed abruptly. "Zizi. One of the shadow's hands ran across the trunk of a tree, leaving four slender fingerprints. Immediately, we went to the village at the bottom of the mountain.

The next day, a woman's heart-rending cry was heard at the village gate. At the entrance of the village, the woman was kneeling on the ground, and some of the blood that had already coaulded was left on a wooden stake in front of her.

She was holding a tiger head hat with blood sticking to it tightly in her arms, the woman's body trembled, and tears kept flowing down: "Little tiger, mother... Mother, I'm sorry for you, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

In the distance, three or two villagers looked at this side, one of them tilted his head to the ear of a person next to him, and hid his hand with a false hand, as if he was afraid of being heard by someone: "The village chief is also really ruthless, yesterday he actually found someone to pour drugs on Widow Liu, and sacrificed his two-year-old son to the mountain god." ”

The other nodded, "Yes." Alas, her man was forcibly recruited by the imperial court to serve as a soldier, and the news came back the next month that he died in the barracks, and in the end, the body did not know where to go. ”

"Hey, where can I go, just roll a straw mat, find a pit and bury it is definitely more cost-effective than transport it back, maybe people will just find a dead man and throw it in." Widow Liu fainted that day when she found out, and when the doctor came, she learned that Widow Liu was actually pregnant with her man's child, both of whom had been pregnant for three months, and I am afraid that it was not her husband who was conceived not long before he was arrested. ”

"You said that this widow Liu and her child have been dependent on each other for so long, and the child is gone all of a sudden, how can she live?"

The man sighed when he heard this: "This demon is doing it, not only does the village chief not care, but also sacrifices a child to keep him safe on the fifteenth day of every month, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, you should think more about how to keep your son." ”

The other person was silenced when he heard this, and his face darkened: "Why do you curse people?" and then muttered and walked away, and the other person finally looked at Widow Liu who was kneeling in a pool of blood, sighed, and then took a step behind the predecessor.

Widow Liu held the tiger head hat tightly in her hand, and her bloodshot eyes were full of anger staring at the mountain facing the pillar in the distance: "You." She looked back at the village where she had lived for half her life: "And you...... All deserve it, die !!"

At night, Widow Liu came out of the house of a person who had been involved in drugging her, carrying a blood-dripping firewood knife.

By this time, a lot of blood had been splattered on her body.

She looked at the village chief's house with a stupid smile: "The last one is ......."

The village chief hugged a twenty-eight-year-old girl and was about to make love with the girl. But when she turned her head, she found that the girl had put her hands into her mouth, and with a hard pull of both hands, the corners of her mouth were torn directly to the root of her ears.

The girl grinned at the village chief, and blood kept spurting out. The village chief screamed and pushed her away, and ran backwards with a rolling belt. After running for a long time, the village chief felt that his body was wet, and when he looked back, he saw that the girl's head was pressed against his shoulder!!

"Ahh————h The village chief, who was stunned for a moment and was shocked into a cold sweat, was glad that he had just had a dream, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he suddenly opened the window and there was a person standing at the window, the person under the moon could not see the face clearly, but he found that the other party was still carrying a knife in his hand, and the village chief trembled in his voice: "You...... Who are you?"

The man took a few steps forward, and the moonlight gradually fell on her face.

It's Widow Liu!

The village chief saw the firewood knife in her hand, and hurriedly said while hurriedly retreating: "What do you want to do!"

"Giggle...... Widow Liu laughed, the blood on her face was imprinted on her whole person, like a devil crawling from hell. The village chief suddenly thought of the girl in his dream: "Ahhh!!h

"Snort-" was the sound of blood splattering on the ground. Widow Liu looked at the man in the pool of blood, then raised her knife and slashed at the village chief who was already out of breath like chopping vegetables.

Finally, Widow Liu, who had left the village chief's house, carried a knife and staggered towards Luoxia Mountain in the light of the moon.

I don't know how long I walked, a white figure appeared in front of Widow Liu's eyes, it was a white fox, and the moonlight shone on the fox, as if it was a divine object.

The fox heard the sound and turned his head to look at Widow Liu. Widow Liu immediately saw clearly what the white fox was eating, and her mouth was full of blood, giving people a feeling that she was not worthy of this beautiful fur at all.

Widow Liu suddenly remembered the tragic death of the little tiger, and regardless of whether the white fox was a monster or not, she rushed forward with a firewood knife that was still dripping blood, her eyes were full of madness, and she smiled madly: "Die, die, I want you all to bury my little tiger!"

The white fox jumped back slightly, jumped on the branch, and looked at Widow Liu quietly. Widow Liu's knife landed on the place where the white fox had just stood, and the wood knife slashed into a lump of flesh and blood in front of her.

Widow Liu looked at the white fox, and laughed out a creepy laugh on the side, Widow Liu straightened up her back bent by the chopping action, gently put the tiger head hat into her arms with one hand, and then pulled out the firewood knife with both hands and grabbed it in her hand: "Hahahaha, it's you, it must be you! Xiaohu, rest assured, for my mother, I will definitely avenge you!"

The white fox slowly turned into a man in white and leaned against the trunk of a tree, one leg on the tree, and the other leg drooped. Mu Bai wiped the blood on his mouth casually, looked at the crazy Widow Liu coldly, and said, "You are ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Widow Liu took out a few mines that blew up wild boars and threw them at him.

Mu Bai grabbed the iron ball with his backhand, and when he got closer, he took a closer look, and several silver iron balls under the moonlight gave people a sense of danger. Instinctively, he threw the iron ball behind his back again.

Immediately afterwards, the iron ball exploded on the tree behind him, and it directly collapsed the tree. And Mu Bai, who was unprepared, was also shaken off the tree by the aftermath, and before he could calm down, he saw Widow Liu rushing up with a knife.

He turned sideways and dodged a stab from Widow Liu on his head.

Mu Bai stepped forward in a few steps, and grabbed Widow Liu's neck with one hand, but he didn't exert his strength, and with the other hand, he unloaded the knife in her hand, and said angrily: "Are you sick?"

While guarding Widow Liu from taking out the kind of small iron ball that he had to be afraid of again, he said, "I haven't touched your son." ”

Widow Liu grabbed the other party's arm tightly with both hands, staring straight at the other party, as if to stare him out of a hole. Half-loud, bared his teeth, and laughed very ugly: "If it's a demon, you should die." ”

Mu Bai, who sensed the flow of aura around him, flashed to the side. At this moment, an all-blue sword appeared in his position just now.

The person who came gently supported Widow Liu, who almost fell, probed her pulse, and then helped Widow Liu, who had fainted, to sit next to the tree. It was a Taoist priest dressed in a water-blue robe with gold trim embroidered on the bottom of the robe. At this moment, he was pointing his long sword at Mu Bai.

Shen Li pointed the blue sword into the air and recited a spell in a low voice, and then, the sword floated in the air, as if some invisible force held it up.

This sword is called Qingshuang, and it is a natural weapon for slaying demons and demons, and it is one of the several sword weapons that spontaneously gave birth to sword spirits.

However, there is a restriction, the user must have his own physique extremely yin, so Shen Li has an extremely serious cold poison on his body. The sword spirit of Qingshuang is formed in the abyssal swamp, and the sword nature is extremely yin, so the sword wielder is often short-lived.

Mu Bai squinted his eyes and looked at the sword in the other party's hand. The cold air attached to it made him palpitate slightly, and he knew that the power of this sword would never be low.

After a while, he saw the Frost Sword, which made him quite jealous, slowly fall towards him.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Mu Bai's life, ready to attack, full of sharpness.

Mu Bai jumped to the tree again and said angrily: "Don't go too far!"

Then the frost changed direction and shot at him.

Mu Bai scolded, immediately retreated, and fled to the forest behind.

Seeing this, Shen Li forcibly used his spiritual power to suppress the restlessness of the sword spirit, and grabbed Qingshuang and chased after Mu Bai.

In the dense forest, two figures chased one after the other, and Mu Bai became the prototype in order to run faster. Whenever Shen Li behind him is about to catch up, the white fox will always make a sharp turn, and then pick up something casually and throw it back, and the person behind will raise Qingshuang and slash it with a sword whenever he is at this time, or dodge sideways, but it will also reduce his speed because of this. All of a sudden, he was distanced by the white fox again.

After a while, Shen Li couldn't find the white fox at all.

Shen Li walked around again, but found no trace, and decided to send Widow Liu back first.

Luoxia Village.

"Widow Liu is back!" A man trotted all the way to an old man who was over the age of six: "Sixth uncle, there is also a Taoist priest." ”

The sixth uncle turned his head and widened his eyes: "Daoist, can you subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

The man shook his head: "I don't know, but I think he can bring Widow Liu down from Luoxia Mountain alive, and I think there is a chance that he is a genuine Taoist priest." ”

The sixth uncle squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, as if he was thinking about something.

The man was a little anxious, and the village had to sacrifice a doll to the monster on the mountain every month. The scale of the village is relatively large, and even if many families have moved away because of the monsters on the mountain, there are also people who have no children or enough capital to establish themselves in other places, so there are still many people living in Luoxia Village.

And he belongs to the latter type, thinking that his daughter-in-law is about to give birth, his head hurts, it was a great joy, but now because of that monster, the happy event may become a funeral.

He said eagerly: "Sixth uncle, that monster is just eating dolls now, but I don't know if one day I will come to the village to kill again, this village chief just died unexpectedly, and there are not many people who let monsters slaughter the village before." ”

The sixth uncle frowned and glared at the man: "Hmph, isn't it for the seed in your son's daughter-in-law's belly?" The man sneered: "It's also for everyone, you say yes? ”

The sixth uncle gave him a blank look, paused, and walked to a wooden cabinet with a big lock. He stooped down and pulled a key from his dark shoe and carefully unlocked the lock. In the cabinet was a neat ten ingots.

The sixth uncle took out two tablets from it, showed a painful look, put back one more, and sighed. Only then did he lock the big lock on the cabinet again. He then waved at the man and motioned for him to follow, and walked out of the house.

The man scolded mockingly and in a low voice: "If it weren't for the death of the village chief, how could this be yours?" After scolding, the man still followed behind the sixth uncle's buttocks.

At the entrance of Luoxia Village, the sixth uncle carefully looked at Shen Li, who looked extremely delicate in front of him, and explained his intention, Shen Li frowned and looked at the old man who handed him an ingot.