Hearing this, Jiang Wuji's first reaction was that it was outrageous. This evil spirit in the blue sky cannibalize people?
But then he thought about the evil spirits outside the village.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wuji saw the village chief holding a copper coin sword and walking out of it in a hurry.
"Where is it!" The village chief's hoarse voice was terrifyingly deep.
Gong Shan pointed out: "Village, village, village entrance!"
Jiang Wuji followed the village chief and soon arrived at the entrance of the village.
At this time, there were many people gathered around the entrance of the village. When they saw the village chief, the crowd quickly separated into a passage.
A man whose skin was covered with red herpes was huddled in the corner, repeating one sentence over and over again.
His face turned pale, his eyes were unfocused, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"What happened?" the village chief asked.
"Ghost, ghost eats people, eats people..."
"Ghost, ghost..."
The village chief frowned, then put his fingers together slightly, took out a gourd and poured some water on his hand.
"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze and no waves!"
With a finger pointed between his eyebrows, the man's dilated pupils began to refocus, and after a while, he regained consciousness.
"Village, village chief, village chief, save me! Village chief, please save me!" the man cried.
The village chief asked again: "What happened?"
"I, I, I..." The man hesitated, his eyes evasive, as if he was afraid of something.
At this time, Gong Shan, who rushed back, grabbed the other party's collar, lifted him up, and cursed: "Damn it, you're the one who said evil spirits cannibalize people. It made people panic. Now that the village chief is here, you support him again."
Stop talking! If your tongue can't speak, you might as well have it cut off!"
"Gong Shan!" the village chief scolded.
Just when Gong Shan was about to say something, the man suddenly knelt down with a "pop" sound.
"I deserve to die, I deserve to die! Village chief, please spare me, please spare me..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Gong Shan scolded.
The man knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Yes, it's that bitch from my family! She told me that there was no evil outside at all, and she tricked me into going down the mountain with her... I really didn't want to leave the village, it was all that bitch.
It’s people’s fault! Really!”
"What did you and your wife encounter?" The village chief ignored these useless words and asked the key point.
The man's eyes were filled with fear, and he said, "Not far away when that bitch and I walked out, I suddenly heard someone calling my name."
"I couldn't see anything clearly in the fog. I thought we were discovered when we left the village, so I thought about going back to the village first."
"Unexpectedly, before we could turn back, a black shadow swept towards us!"
"That evil spirit, with its green face and fangs! It took off that bitch's head as soon as it came face to face! The blood covered me all over!"
"Thankfully I reacted in time and ran back directly..."
"You are such a scumbag!" Gong Shan kicked the man to the ground and spat at him.
The matter was simple. The couple wanted to leave the village, but they ran into an evil spirit.
One died and the other ran back.
The village chief looked at the mist surging outside the village and muttered: "In a few days, it will be half July. By then, the gates of hell will be wide open, and lonely ghosts will be wandering outside. I will try to stop the evil spirits. Everyone... stay safe."
Some."
The village chief lowered his eyes slightly and left.
So there is really evil outside the village...
Jiang Wuji took a deep look at the fog outside the village and then turned back.
As for what would happen to the man, he didn't care. Gong Shan was happy to handle these matters.
After returning from the village entrance, Jiang Wuji went to his home.
His parents died of the plague, and he and Jiang Zhiyu buried them in their yard before escaping.
Now that I am finally free, I naturally have to come back and see them.
After all, no matter whether this place is a dream or not, the feelings are real, and it is completely impossible to substitute this statement.
For Jiang Wuji, who has received nine years of compulsory education, the principle of filial piety first is engraved in his bones.
In the courtyard, Jiang Wuji held three pillars of incense in his hands and knelt down in front of the small earth bag.
Jiang Wuji then went to his room to change his clothes, and took a few pieces of his sister's clothes with him before leaving.
…
Gouwa's little courtyard.
Returning to the courtyard, Jiang Wuji ignored the others and walked straight into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Zhiyu rushed up and hugged Jiang Wuji.
"Woooooooo..."
"Brother, why didn't you come back last night?"
"I thought, I thought...wuwuwu."
The girl didn't know what was happening outside, and Jiang Wuji had no intention of telling her.
After all, evil spirits cannibalizing people is not good news that can be mentioned.
As for the matter of being haunted by evil spirits, there was no need to talk about it. She couldn't do anything to help. Talking about it would only add to the troubles.
"It's okay, it's okay, the village chief taught me to breathe out last night." Jiang Wuji stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his sister's face.
The latter's haggard appearance is inexplicably heart-wrenching.
"Didn't you sleep last night?" Jiang Wuji asked.
Jiang Zhiyu swallowed even more: "I woke up in the middle of the night and you weren't here. How could I sleep?"
Jiang Wuji pinched his sister's cheek gently, then stuffed the clothes into her ordinary arms, "Okay, I'm fine, go wash and change clothes, they are all sore."
Jiang Zhiyu's face turned red, and he quickly turned his head and sniffed, shrugging: "How can there be..."
"go Go."
"Change your clothes and take a nap, and when you wake up..."
Jiang Wuji lowered his voice: "I'll teach you how to breathe!"