The next day, Mu Chen returned to Bayi City from outside the city, it was still this teahouse, and it was still the group of people who listened to the gossip yesterday.

"Hey, have you heard, that Wu Younian died just last night!"

"Which Wu Younian?"

"It's the one I told you yesterday, first unknowingly lost my ear, and then unknowingly lost my finger!"

"How did he die, was it because of a strange illness?"

"Because he owed a lot of debts to other people's casinos and didn't pay them back, so he was killed?"

"Alas, you say that this good person is gone if he says no, it must be because he has done bad things before he suffered this retribution, I also heard that he just became a grandfather, and he left without enjoying the joy of family, but it's a pity!"

Sighs rang out in the teahouse one after another, but the people were already dead, so there was not much to talk about, and they talked about what they would do to make a living after the beginning of spring, whether to buy seeds to plant the land, or to keep the silver to buy piglets and raise piglets.

I heard that the price of pork has soared recently, and if you can raise the pigs well, you may be able to turn the tables directly, and from the middle peasant to the rich peasant, you don't have to live so hard.

Only Mu Chen, who was sitting on the side, still cared about Wu Younian's death.

After a whole night of thinking about last night, and the news of his death that he had just heard, he held the teacup tightly, and his eyes were full of rage!

He fell for it hook line and sinker.

Throwing a piece of broken silver on the table, Mu Chen got up and turned into a spiritual light and rushed to Wujia Village outside the city.

When he arrived at the village, Wu Younian's body had been nailed into a rudimentary coffin board, and was being carried by several young people to the ancestral grave in the west of the village, and the village chief was standing at the head of the village and directing the young people to walk quickly.

Wu Younian's mother-in-law, son Wu Fan, and daughter-in-law Yang stood far away at the door of the house and watched the coffin being carried away, in addition to a little sadness in their eyes, more fear.

The baby's cry came, and Yang hurriedly patted the baby's back to coax her, and returned to the house to breastfeed the baby.

Mu Chen didn't say a word, he was still standing more than ten meters away from the entrance of the village and swung his sword at the direct coffin, the coffin board broke instantly, and Wu Younian's bloody body rolled out of the coffin, causing everyone to scream.

"Ghosts, there are ghosts!"

"Village chief, no, that thing ran out!"

"Run, Wu Younian has turned into a ghost and come to us for revenge!"

Wu Younian's body rolled on the stone floor and finally stopped.

The young man in charge of carrying the corpse fled in panic because of the sudden explosion of the coffin, and the villagers who stood at the entrance of the village also ran home like crazy, closed the doors and windows, and prayed that Wu Younian would not come to the door.

Several villagers held hunting knives to protect the village chief, but saw the dust of the explosion disperse, and a young man squatted next to the corpse, and a jade sword that emitted a faint blood light was suspended in the air beside him.

The young man got up slowly, surrounded by jade light, and traces of blood appeared from the sword body, looking very strange.

The village chief stopped his footsteps, saw the aura beside Mu Chen suddenly knelt down, and shouted in a lost voice:

"Immortal, immortal!"

"Wu Mingqi, the head of Wujia Village, knocks to see the immortal master!"

Hearing the village chief shouting and kowtowing, several villagers around him were also so shocked that they threw down their weapons and bowed again and again, without the slightest anger on their bodies.

Mu Chen didn't look back, staring at Wu Younian's corpse and making a faint sound.

"How did Wu Younian die?"

"He, he ......"

"I asked you how he died!"

Mu Chen turned his head suddenly, his vicious gaze fixed on the village chief's face buried in the soil.

"He—He's accidentally ...... at night"

"You're a liar!"

"His wounds are hideous, his internal organs are broken, and even most of his lungs are missing!"

"He was bitten to death by a demon beast!"

"You're lying!!"

Mu Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at every trembling person in this village angrily, and he couldn't raise a trace of pity.

It's not that he can't accept that someone around him is dead, he was forced to accept the parting with his loved ones a few years ago, but Mu Chen can't accept this kind of deception!

If it weren't for these people tampering with what had happened to Wu Younian, he would have stayed in the village last night and waited for the demon beast to appear and kill the evil beast.

It was these people in front of him who looked weak but indifferent, who killed a human life in vain!

It was not a man-eating demon beast that killed Wu Younian!