The shrill roar that seemed to come from the abyss echoed throughout the town.
After the sound stopped, even though it no longer sounded, the people in the town still felt that the cry was still lingering in their ears.
Everyone's face changed drastically and they were silent.
Everyone had different thoughts in their minds, and for a moment, no one dared to talk to each other.
The whole town was unprecedentedly quiet.
"What, what's that sound..."
After a long while, when everyone had recovered, someone asked in a trembling voice.
"...It seems...it came from the east of the town..."
"Oh, that widow lived in the east of the town. Yu Zhengpin is dead. Could it be, could it be that... that widow was also..."
"Nonsense! Even if the widow was killed by the Zhang family's youngest daughter, she wouldn't be able to make such a noise!"
"Shh! Don't mention that person, be careful or she'll come looking for you!"
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After the woman was annihilated in the flames, the smoke and ghosts in the yard that had not yet been completely consumed by the flames seemed to break free from their shackles and fled madly in all directions.
"What is that!" Someone in the town happened to look up and saw the escaped smoke monster floating in the sky with a hideous look.
"Is it smoke? No! It's a ghost!"
"There are so many ghosts! Run!"
"Ah! Help!"
"This is a change of weather!"
The more people shouted in panic, the more people discovered ghosts above their heads. The town was in chaos, and the residents hid in their houses with doors and windows closed, shivering under tables, cupboards and beds.
I couldn't help but look at the ghosts in the sky through the cracks in the window.
"Oh no! We can't let them escape!" Ming Xin chased after them with a sword in hand, but he was alone and couldn't catch up with the smoke monsters running in different directions at the same time.
"Don't worry."
As Luo Zheyu spoke, he clenched his right hand and a huge black sickle appeared in his hand in an instant as if summoned.
A raging silver-white flame entwined and burned on the blade, and a strong ghostly aura rose into the sky.
Even the smoke ghosts that were fleeing madly paused because of the strong breath.
Grip the sickle tightly, raise the blade, and slash with force.
The sickle quickly passed through the air, causing a whistling sound. The flames on the blade were blown away by the wind, leaving the blade and turning into sparks that floated in all directions.
The sparks seemed slow, but were actually very fast. In a blink of an eye, they caught up with the smoke ghost that was fleeing towards the town. As long as they touched any part of the smoke ghost's body, the sparks would instantly rise high and turn into a huge ball of fire, completely enveloping the smoke ghost, making it unable to escape.
The whole town was filled with flames and ghosts.
In addition, there were dark clouds overhead and the sky was dim, so the burning silver-white flames were even more conspicuous and warm in this dim sky and earth.
It's like a dream, and there's a strange beauty to it.
The residents of the town watched with their own eyes. They were terrified when they saw the ghost approaching. Then they saw it suddenly turn into a ball of silver-white flame, burning for a moment, leaving only a wisp of blue smoke.
I am afraid I will never forget this wonderful sight in my lifetime.
"Brother Luo...you...you..."
Ming Xin was shocked when he saw the sickle surrounded by flames in Luo Zheyu's hand.
That incomparably powerful ghost energy was indeed emanating from the flames on the blade.
"how?"
Luo Zheyu turned sideways and turned to look at him.
He held a huge black sickle in one hand, flames burning beside him. The flames were imprinted in his eyes, dyeing his pupils silver-white. Those eyes seemed cold and sharp, even more fierce.
He has a handsome face, a tall figure like jade, his clothes fluttering and his hair blown by the wind.
The dark cloud-covered sky behind him was so low that it seemed to be pressing down. In the darkness, hundreds of silver-white flames burned in the air, chasing after the smoke and ghosts, devouring and burning them.
Everything becomes the background, and the person in front of me seems like a god.
"…Nothing, your knife is very good."
Ming Xin murmured.
It's normal for such a person to have an extremely powerful weapon. There's no need to ask any more questions.
"Want to see it?"
Luo Zheyu suddenly asked.
"Eh!? I want to!"
"Lend me your sword."
The two exchanged weapons.
Ming Xin held the handle of the sickle, carefully avoiding the silver-white flames that kept rising up, as if trying to burn him.
Luo Zheyu looked up and down at the sword that was flashing with cold light. It was so sharp that he, who had turned into a willow tree, was powerless against it.
The sword should be strong enough so that the blade will not curl.
Pick up the sword and hold it in front of your other hand.
Something shiny and sharp fell down and landed on the bluestone ground, making a sound of metal and stone.
The sickle has too many teeth, which makes it inconvenient to cut your nails smoothly.
"What kind of puppet is this? It's so cute..."
The exquisite brown bear hanging on the handle is well-behaved, with round dark red eyes that are smooth and moist.
Ming Xin couldn't help but reach out and poke it.
“Ouch!”
He suddenly screamed.
Luo Zheyu finished trimming his nails and looked at him.
Ming Xin raised his left index finger and stared at him with an accusing look on his face.
Luo Zheyu:?
"You doll, it bit me!"
Ming Xin stretched out his left index finger in front of Luo Zheyu, and a drop of bright red blood oozed out from the tip of the index finger with distinct joints.
Luo Zheyu pulled his hand over and rubbed his fingers across Mingxin's index finger. The drop of blood was wiped away, revealing an irregular circular gap.
Then he looked at the little brown bear hanging on the handle of the sickle. The brown bear was quiet and well-behaved as before, as if it was just an ordinary doll.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to become a spirit."
Ming Chen shrank back and pulled his hand back, turning his head to the side and saying nonchalantly, "Ah, nothing..."
"It's just a small cut. It doesn't hurt at all. It's okay!"
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It rained heavily that day.
The rain poured down in a line into the town, darkening the sky and covering the whole town.
However, the residents of the town still went out in the heavy rain, in groups of three or four, holding oil-paper umbrellas, wearing straw raincoats and hats, gathering with relatives and friends, chatting and expressing their feelings, and relieving the fear of seeing ghosts earlier.
The people who were preparing to go to the escort agency were glad that they did not set out at noon, otherwise they would be halfway on the road when such heavy rain started to fall, and there would be no village or shop nearby, and they would not even have a place to hide from the rain.
It was not until the next day that the heavy rain stopped, the air outside was fresh, and the roads were muddy.
Everyone got up early again. With yesterday's experience in mind, the men each dressed up their own bodies. Their slender fingers turned into palms as big as palm-leaf fans, and they combed their hair and drew their eyebrows with their rough hands and feet without feeling tired.
"I don't draw my eyebrows!" the honest female voice refused.
"No, you want to draw." The man's soft voice was firm.
"What the hell is this, it's so colorful, don't put earrings on me!"
"No, you have to wear it."
"Fuck you, you didn't even wear a bellyband today!!!"
Suddenly, a strong man roared, shocking everyone in the living room. They stopped what they were doing and looked over.
The waiter opened his mouth and the rag in his hand fell to the ground.
The bearded burly man grabbed the ear of the woman in the lotus pink dress and dragged her into the guest room.
"Ouch... it hurts!!!" The woman in the lotus pink dress tilted her head and grabbed the strong man's hands that were pulling her ears. Her facial features were distorted in pain.
"Go back and put it on for me!" The bearded man was furious, his voice was shrill and his eyes were wide open.
"What the hell is that? I won't wear it."
"Are you going to wear it or not?!" The bearded burly man placed his free hand on the other ear of the woman in the lotus pink dress.
Very threatening.
The woman in the lotus pink dress didn't say anything for a moment, and the two of them looked at each other in silence.
The bearded man was furious, and the woman gradually became weak and was defeated.
"……wear……"
The strong men in the hall were startled, turned around suddenly, pulled the clothes of the woman sitting in front of them, and were about to look...
Luo Zheyu stretched out his hand to block the little zombie's sight.
"Stop looking and eat meat."
Tear off a drumstick of the beggar chicken and stuff it into the little zombie's mouth.
The little zombie turned around, holding the chicken leg in both hands, with a blank look in his eyes with heavy dark circles.
The black dog wagged its tail, its round black eyes staring longingly at the chicken leg in the little zombie's hand.
The little zombie looked down at the black dog and raised the chicken leg in its direction. The black dog's tail wagged even more happily.
"Ah..." He suddenly took the chicken leg back and stuffed it into his mouth.
The dog's tail-wagging movement suddenly froze.
The round eyes drooped, filled with disappointment and sadness.
In the guest room, Ming Xin turned over, pulled the quilt, and slept soundly.
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After everything was packed up, everyone set off, traveling by horse and carriage.
"There's a temple ahead! It's going to rain heavily, and the road is hard to walk on. We'll be soaked even if we get to the city. How about we stay in the temple for a night?"
"That temple looks dilapidated, but it should be able to shelter from the wind and rain!"
The man with the driver's soul living in his body shouted.
He was originally a coachman and was familiar with the roads in this area. At this time, the sky was gray and it began to drizzle, so everyone had no objection to going into the dilapidated temple to take shelter from the rain.
The temple was indeed dilapidated. The statues enshrined inside were grey and covered with dust and cobwebs. No one had taken care of it for a long time and there was not even a mouse in the temple.
He led the carriage and horses into the temple, and before the rain got heavy, he picked up some dry firewood nearby, tidied up the temple a little, and lit the fire.
The night was long and boring. Seeing that the raindrops were still small, Luo Zheyu suggested going to hunt two wild animals, roast them over the fire, and then he and Mingzhen left the temple separately.
There was a forest around here with many thorny bushes. It was dark, so the little zombie and the black dog were not allowed to follow.
Luo Zheyu walked in the forest, listening carefully to the movements around him.
The woods were very quiet, but there were always some tiny sounds coming from the distance.
That's the sound of animal activity.
“Hehe~”
As he walked deeper and deeper into the forest, he suddenly heard the laughter of a woman in the woods.
Luo Zheyu paused.
"whee……"
The woman's voice gradually approached until it sounded clearly in my ear.
A face hanging upside down suddenly appeared in front of Luo Zheyu, so close that he could hear his breathing.
Her face was as white as jade and she had a sweet smile.
"The little man is so handsome~"
She opened her pink lips and breathed softly on Luo Zheyu's face.
A strange fragrance wafts into the air.
Luo Zheyu silently looked at the face so close to him, stretched out his hand, put his index and middle fingers on the upside-down face of the woman, and gently pushed it open at the center of her forehead.
Too close.
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