"Brother? What are you talking about?"

Jiang Wuji sat up and touched his neck.

A hideous scar crawled half a circle around his neck like a centipede.

"It's actually better..." Jiang Wuji felt unbelievable.

It was cut in half and it still healed? It just left a scar?

Brother, you don’t even dare to shoot a movie like this...

..., the female corpse with small feet must have been caused by the female corpse with small feet!

Jiang Wuji did not respond to Xiaoyu, but tried to communicate with the female corpse with little feet.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Can you let me go?"

"I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to come to this hellish place!"

"If you want to take my body away, I'll just give it to you. Can you let me go back?"

"Brother, brother, what are you talking about? Don't scare me." Jiang Zhiyu hugged Jiang Wuji's arm, and crystal tears burst into his eyes.

Jiang Wuji turned his head, patted Xiaoyu's hand gently, and smiled softly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Look away from Xiaoyu.

"How about you show up and we can talk it over clearly."

"If I, Jiang Wuji, have offended you in any way, I will apologize to you."

"Whatever you want, I'll burn it for you. You can tell me what conditions you want."

"We can discuss it!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "Brother...you, what's wrong with you? Are you suffering from hysteria again?"

Jiang Wuji: "Don't worry, I'm fine. The hysteria you mentioned is a type of mental illness, right? I used to have it, but I don't have it now, don't worry."

The girl was stunned. She now had no idea what her brother was talking about.

The little-footed female corpse did not respond, nor did she feel any palpitations.

So, Jiang Wuji suddenly thought, took out the red hijab that he didn't know when it came back to him from the lapel of his clothes, and put it on his head directly.

Then, Jiang Wuji stood up.

One hand is holding the broken sword tightly, the other hand is holding the small fish, and the head is covered with a bright red hijab.

"come out!"

"You come out!"

"What on earth do you want to do!"

"Can you give me a quick one! Can you!"

"Come out! Come out!!!"

"Brother! Brother!" Jiang Zhiyu hugged Jiang Wuji tightly.

She didn't know what happened to Jiang Wuji, and she didn't know how to comfort him.

She hated herself for not being able to do anything.

Jiang Wuji pulled off the red hijab and let out a long breath, "I'm fine."

Jiang Zhiyu: "Brother..."

Reaching out to wipe away the tears on Xiaoyu's face, Jiang Wuji finally began to check his current situation.

He and Xiaoyu are still in the back mountain.

The corpse of the village chief was rotting and smelly.

Perhaps out of a sense of last-minute strikes, or perhaps out of anger, Jiang Wuji swung his sword and slashed the village chief everywhere.

What I didn't expect was that there was a dark pill in the village chief's body!

It was about the same size as a longan. It might be an inner elixir or something, but it was definitely not a stone. Jiang Wuji temporarily put it away.

After doing this, Jiang Wuji's eyes fell on the small wooden house not far away.

"Zhiqua——"

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the scene in the cabin finally appeared before our eyes.

The floor in the house was brown, a color that was so stained by blood that it couldn't be washed away.

Many scratches can be seen on the inside of the door and on the wall, and some of the ravines are even inlaid with broken fingernails.

In the corner of the room, there were several corpses piled up.

The "newest" corpse is Gouwa...

Gouwa's body had limbs bent irregularly, half of his face was missing, and there was a big hole in his chest, which was dark inside, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Above these corpses, there is a brown shrine with a strange statue inside.

The clay statue is not big, it is in the shape of a human being, sitting cross-legged.

The clay statue has no head, but has four hands, and its body seems to be carved with patterns like snake scales.

Just staring at it makes people feel inexplicably frightened.

"Haha... This is the so-called sacrifice to the God of Plague."

Jiang Wuji swung his sword to chop the clay statue and the shrine into pieces, closed the door, took the village chief's copper coin sword, threw a fire, and led Xiaoyu out of the back mountain.

The situation in the village is not much better.

The corpses of villagers were scattered everywhere.

They still kept their mouths open and eyes open until they died.

It's just that all their blood seems to have drained away, and they have all turned into mummies.

In addition, the roads in the village seemed to have been soaked in blood and were extremely muddy and sticky.

At this time, Jiang Zhiyu gently tugged at the corner of Jiang Wuji's clothes and asked, "Brother, what should we do..."

Jiang Wuji took a deep breath and said, "It's impossible to continue living here. Let's go down the mountain and visit the county town."

"But there is something outside the village..." Jiang Zhiyu hesitated before speaking.

Jiang Wuji said nothing about this.

Is there something evil outside the village?

Haha, no matter how dangerous it is outside, it's better than this village full of dead people, right?

Moreover, at that time, the village chief deliberately invited those evil spirits and used the evil spirits and the villagers to activate something, hoping to suppress the female corpse with small feet and complete the body seizure.

Perhaps, the evil spirits outside the village have also died away...

But no matter what, Jiang Wuji didn't want to stay in this village for a moment anymore.

Now that you have decided to go down the mountain, it will be easy.

The brother and sister first went door to door looking for money. They didn't want copper coins, but only silver.

Although Qingyu Village is poor, there is still a lot of silver collected from all over the village.

After solving the financial problem, Jiang Wuji went to the village chief's residence alone.

The village chief's room is very clean and can be described as spotless.

After some careful searching, I found a lot.

A gourd containing more than a dozen red pills.

A sandalwood waist plaque with the words "Tiandao Temple" engraved on it.

A set of well-preserved robes and a pair of square shoes.

Jiang Wuji didn't know what the pills in the gourd were for, and he didn't dare to try them easily.

The sandalwood waist badge is probably the "identity badge" of Tiandao Temple.

It is worth mentioning the almost ignored Taoist robes and square shoes.

A seemingly ordinary Taoist robe cannot be cut with a knife or set on fire!

They look like ordinary square shoes, but after putting them on, you can be as light as a swallow and can jump several feet!

In addition, Jiang Wuji also found that there was an inexplicable mass in his Dantian.

If nothing else, this is the so-called Qihai.

It's just that this sea of ​​​​Qi seems to have been gathered with the help of the village chief...

According to the village chief, he has now reached the ninth level of Qi refining.
To be continued...