Chapter 81 [Conspiracy against impermanence and death without knowing it]
Braving the wind and snow, the two farmers raised their faces to the front and saw clearly that there was a person standing in the middle of the road.
I saw this man being planted in the middle of the road, with his entire lower body buried in the ground, leaving only his upper body standing upright.
The skin all over the body is a strange bright red.
Moreover, this man was naked from the waist up and was only wearing a winter coat, with his chest exposed and all the orifices on his face filled with white snow.
The two winemakers were so frightened that they lost their drunkenness. They screamed and turned around and ran towards the owner's house.
The bird and cat on the roof of the village stood up almost at the same time and looked in the direction of the scream.
Jia Fei suddenly woke up. With her excellent eyesight and her blue light Dharma vision, she saw a large white object in the distance, walking across the snowy ground. It looked like a white mist.
Can't see clearly.
Cheng Yu listened carefully, except for the two winery companions shouting "Help", and filtering out the rest of the noise, there was a faint sound of women's laughter floating from all around.
"Hahahaha...my son..."
"Pulling"
A bird and a cat headed in the direction of the scream just now, going in the opposite direction to the two bankers.
The two villagers were so frightened that they rolled and crawled in the wind and snow, but they did not see a bird or a cat galloping past them.
"Zhuangtou! Help!"
The shouts of the two were mostly muffled by the wind and snow. It wasn't until they broke into the main room that they saw Liu An already drunk and drunk. The old god's face was red and he was looking for a drink for himself.
Fei Yan was already drowsy.
"Why are you panicking?"
Liu An looked up and saw two people coming in, shouting for help, and asked.
"Outside... there are people dead outside."
"Ah! Who is it?"
"I didn't dare to take a closer look. It's just on the main road in the middle of the village."
"Could it be that some drunk guy fell down on the roadside and froze to death?"
Although Liu An drank a lot, his rationality was still there, and he was peeking at the old god next to him.
Huo Yazi was in the mood for drinking when he heard Zhuangtou say that someone was drunk and froze to death on the roadside, which made him feel that it was a trivial matter.
In addition, the dealers and dealers next to him all looked at him eagerly, and they suddenly became very proud.
He raised his head and said "chirp!" After finishing his glass of wine, he suddenly stood up, waved his hand and said:
"It doesn't matter, there is a poor person here. This frostbitten person must rub his body with snow first. Maybe he won't freeze to death. Let me go and take a look."
After speaking, he turned around and grabbed the baggage, took out the sheathed sword from it, held it in his hand, came to the door and shouted to the dealers:
"Lead the way."
The bankers were overjoyed and led the old man out.
Feiyan had already woken up, and judging from the situation, he knew that the master was on his way again. He didn't hold him back, so he had to grab his winter clothes, put them on, and ran out in the wind and snow.
……
Jia Fei looked around with his blue light magic eyes. The white object disappeared, and there was only a vast expanse of white snow mixed with a few barking dogs.
Cheng Yu also summoned the human spirit, and saw that the person planted in the ground was not completely dead at this time, but there was only a residual fire above his head trying to survive.
"Hahahaha...my son and mother are here..."
Cheng Yu'er heard another burst of sharp laughter in the distance, floating in the wind and snow, but Jia Fei next to him didn't notice it at all.
"Poof!"
Following the burst of laughter, the last remaining soul fire on the head of the man buried in the ground was completely extinguished, and the upper body that was originally as upright as a pine fell to the ground with a "pop".
A dead soul floated out of his body.
Cheng Yu recognized him. He was a farmer with a surname outside the village. He was young and everyone used to call him Xiaodupa.
"What happened?"
Cheng Yu asked as he faced the dead soul.
"Hey, Xue Gu... so beautiful..."
The little dead soul looked like a fool and didn't answer. He just giggled and repeated the four words "Xue Gu is so beautiful".
Cheng Yu took a look at the corpse on the ground. The upper body was only wearing a winter coat, and the lower body was buried in the soil. But judging from the lying posture, at least he was not wearing any pants...
This is someone who was tempted by evil spirits and committed a crime, and was frozen to death here...
When did this evil spirit enter Zhuangzi?
Actually, even he and Jia Fei didn't notice.
The ghost of the little pimple floated away on its own in the direction of Qingchuan County with a silly smile.
"In front, right in front...eh? Why did you soften?"
The two villagers led Huo Yazi and Zhuangtou and others towards this side, and one of them pointed this way and shouted loudly.
The old Taoist in the crowd was sober when he was hit by the wind and snow as he walked out. At this moment, his three strands of long beard were covered with white snow, and he strode over with a sword in hand.
He stopped when he was thirty feet away, this...
He turned around and glared at the bankers. Was he drunk and freezing to death?
When you're drunk, do you dig a hole and plant yourself in it?
Seeing such a strange death, the old Taoist felt uneasy, but now that he was here, with so many pairs of eyes staring at him, it was okay to go up.
He quietly pulled out the ebony sword a little. Seeing that there was no reaction from the sword, he slowly walked closer.
"Huh? Isn't this a little bump?"
At this time, a banker pointed to the corpse on the ground and asked.
"How do you know?"
The old Taoist glared at the man and asked.
"I... I felt familiar when I saw his back and figure. Plus this winter coat was a new one he bought this year, so I guessed..."
The old Taoist's eyes softened, and he recognized that this man had been drinking with him just now, so he probably didn't have time to commit the crime.
"Yes! Yes! It's just a little pimple."
The other person turned to the side and took a look and said.
"Dig it out!"
After the old Taoist gave the order, the farmers went home to get their tools. Soon, several people gathered around and lit a torch to light up the place.
A farmer came back dragging a hoe. Under the command of everyone, he picked it up and dug into the ground next to the corpse.
"Cang!"
The hoe fell to the ground and made a sharp metal collision sound. The dealer who swung the hoe was shaken to the point of numbness. He endured the pain and hurriedly checked whether his hoe was broken.
Huo Yazi squatted on the ground and swept away the snow on the ground. He saw a white mark on the ground where the hoe had passed, not even a small hole.
He touched the ground with his hands again, dug at it, then stood up and frowned.
This corpse has been frozen into the ground. How can it be so cold?
Who planted this person here?
It seems like this situation has been frozen here for a long time. How come no one noticed it before?
Or perhaps, this is not man-made at all.
"..."
Huo Yazi just felt a headache, and he missed the golden finger that once flashed past.
Alas!
Fate plays tricks on people.
……
"Xue Gu...have you ever heard of such an evil thing?"
Cheng Yu looked at the corpse on the ground and asked Jia Fei in a low voice.
Jia Fei shook his head slightly, and the two remained silent.
"Hahahaha...my son, don't be afraid..."
Another burst of shrill laughter sounded, this time it was much closer, and even the nearby farmers heard it. They felt the shrill laughter and covered their ears.
Cheng Yu hurriedly flew high in the sky and looked around, only to see a large white flocculent object wrapped in the wind and snow, rushing towards Qingluo Village from a distance.
As the distance gradually got closer, the three new black cyclones in his body began to stir.
It's as if the three spirit spirits are having a mood.
Seeing Cheng Yu flying high into the sky, Jia Fei avoided everyone's attention, jumped onto the roof of a house, stood up like a human, and looked forward.
Through the white silk wadding that passed through the light, she could vaguely see that there was a human figure wrapped inside, but there were so many white silk waddings that she couldn't see clearly.
Jia Fei mobilized the demonic power in her body and poured it into her eyes through the blue light method. The dazzling blue light emitted from her eyes again. This time she finally saw clearly that the woman wrapped inside was a woman she had seen before.
It was Qian Duofu who was killed and the wife of Qian Linhai who disappeared on Qingluo Mountain.
She actually didn't freeze to death on the mountain.
That day, she watched this woman wearing single clothes and going barefoot all the way up Qingluo Mountain.
The reason why Jia Fei concluded that she was not dead yet was because there was still a piece of soul fire on top of the woman's head.
A handful of soul fire with white flames.
Jia Fei jumped from one roof to another and chased in the direction of Cheng Yu.
She wanted to tell him what she saw as soon as possible, lest he suffer a hidden loss.
An orange cat jumped over the ridge and flew away, leaving behind a trembling old man on the ground, holding the unsheathed broken ebony sword in his hand.
The broken sword once again glowed with green light and trembled continuously.
Coming!
Finally here again.
He tried to swing the broken sword and found that when he pointed the sword in a certain direction, the sword body would glow with green light.
There!
Regardless of the dumbfounded expressions, and the admiration of all the bankers, the old Taoist pushed aside the onlookers, holding the broken blue sword in his hand, striding towards Cheng Yu and Jia Fei's direction.