Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight weird people
"Why are there lightning and thunder? Will you be struck by lightning after you die if you do too many bad things?" Xiaoshuai asked curiously.
"Xiao Shuai, don't interrupt, old man, please continue talking." Mu Yu said.
"Yes, it was the sound of lightning and thunder. In fact, it was more like thunder rolling in the clouds. The ground was also shaking slightly at that time. Because the Sky Burial Valley is a very weird place, and all kinds of strange things often happen.
The rumbling sound is rumored to be the Lord of Hell opening the door to the underworld to welcome the dead ghosts. Everyone is used to it, so we don’t care." Old Xu tilted his head and said.
"Is there that kind of rumbling sound very often in the Sky Burial Valley?"
Mu Yu felt that things were getting more and more strange. He threw a coffin into the Sky Burial Valley, and there were thunder and lightning and sparks all the way. What was going on? And Mu Yu went down to take a look a few days ago, but found nothing. Could it be that they were not going to the same place?
Valley of Mass Graves?
"It's not that often! Anyway, every time a dead person is sent to the Sky Burial Valley, there will be lightning, thunder and roaring under the Sky Burial Valley. We all think it's normal. But Old Man Zhao was sent in that day.
At that time, the rumbling sound was especially loud." Old Xu Tou said with great certainty.
What kind of place is the Mass Burial Valley? This makes Mu Yu very confused. The nearby villagers have always thrown the coffins directly into the Mass Burial Valley, but Mu Yu not only did not find a single figure at the bottom of the valley, but even ghost figures.
None were found, let alone any lightning or thunder.
Could it be that it was really the dead who caused the changes in the Mass Burial Valley?
"What went wrong?"
Mu Yu held his chin. He originally thought that this matter had something to do with the Ghost Sect, but he could not find any traces of the Ghost Sect. Furthermore, it was unknown who the mysterious guy behind Chen Erzhuang was, leaving him wondering where to start.
Where to start.
"Whatever the problem, after all, only when you are full can you have the strength to work." Xiaoshuai ate happily.
Old Xutou pushed all the meat to Xiaoshuai, for fear of neglecting the fairy family pet.
"Speaking of which, none of us dare to go to the Sky Burial Valley now. None of us have thought about Old Man Zhao..."
Old Xu Tou was talking enthusiastically, but then he suddenly stopped, shook his body twice, and then fell under the chair with a "snap".
This sudden situation caught Mu Yu unexpectedly!
Mu Yu rushed over, helped Old Xu Tou up, and asked eagerly: "Old man, are you okay?"
Old Xutou's face turned red, as if he was choked by something, but there was nothing around his neck.
"I, I feel so uncomfortable... It seems like someone is strangling my neck." It took Old Xu a long time to say this, and then his whole body became breathless and it was difficult to breathe.
"The wooden man's poison has taken effect on him." Xiaoshuai swallowed the last bite of meat, not surprised at all.
Mu Yu was shocked. He thought of the hanging wooden figures in Chen Erzhuang's shop. Could it be that, as Xiao Shuai said, Old Xu Tou's life had been transferred to the wooden figures?
Mu Yu put Lao Xu Tou on the bed. Xiao Shuai jumped on Lao Xu Tou's chest, knocked on Lao Xu Tou's chest, listened for a while, and said to Mu Yu seriously: "Look, I've already said it.
, this kind of voodoo is very evil and cannot be guarded against."
"Am I going to die?" Old Xu Tou asked in horror. He was out of breath when he spoke, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled.
"Don't worry, I can't do it now." Xiaoshuai said seriously. Old Xutou's face had just relaxed, and Xiaoshuai added if he wanted to die: "You won't die until tomorrow evening."
Old Xu's eyes widened and he was completely frightened.
"Xiao Shuai, don't talk nonsense! Don't worry, old man, I won't let you die!" Mu Yu pulled Xiao Shuai's tail to stop him from saying unpleasant things.
This guy just can't control his mouth and always says depressing things.
Old Xu Tou's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and at this time Mu Yu also felt that the vitality in Old Xu Tou's body was quietly disappearing.
"He looks like he has been hung up. If we want to save him, do we have to go to the Chen Erzhuang store and cut the neck of the wooden man there?" Long Teng guessed.
"It's useless. Cutting it off may just stop his face from turning so red. He will still die tomorrow evening." Xiaoshuai shook his head.
"Then what are you waiting for? Cut the rope first so that he doesn't have to suffer so much." Mu Yu turned around and walked towards Chen Erzhuang's house.
But Xiaoshuai said: "Wait a minute, I have a way to temporarily alleviate his pain. Old man, you are lucky to meet me. Endure the pain and it will be fine in no time."
Xiaoshuai stretched out his little hand, and a sharp claw as thin as a cicada's wing popped out from the tip of his little finger. Although this sharp claw looked very thin, it was very sharp. It was usually used to cut the armor of monsters, or to cut
Food is cooked and eaten, but other than that it is basically not used.
One of its sharp claws gently penetrated into Old Xu Tou's throat without encountering any resistance. The claws were so thin and sharp that the skin of a mortal was not worth mentioning in front of it, and it was penetrated easily. At the same time,
A moon-white halo appeared on Xiao Shuai's sharp claws, shrouding Old Xu Tou's throat.
"hiss--"
Old Xu Tou took a deep breath, the red look on his face gradually faded, and then he sat up and gasped for air.
"Thank you, thank you, sir." Old Xu Tou said with gratitude on his face.
"Hey, you want to thank me." Xiaoshuai had already retracted his sharp claws and jumped back to Mu Yu's shoulders.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiaoshuai." Old Xu Tou said quickly.
Although Old Xutou no longer has to suffer, the aura on his body is still very weak, and his vitality is still gradually passing away.
Mu Yu looked at the moon-white halo around Lao Xu Tou's neck. He knew that Xiao Shuai's approach was not a long-term solution. If he wanted to save Lao Xu Tou and the villagers who were about to be deprived of their lives, he had to kill Chen Er.
The man behind Zhuang was brought to justice.
"Old man, you rest here now. Don't go anywhere until we come back!" Mu Yu had already dashed out of Lao Xutou's home and flew towards Chen Erzhuang's shop.
At this moment, the sky had already darkened, and every house had lit lanterns. But when Mu Yu stopped over Chen Erzhuang's yard, he found that there were no lights in Chen Erzhuang's house.
Although the moon hangs on the treetops tonight, it seems that it cannot shine on this small courtyard where people sell things to the dead. There is no light at all in the entire courtyard where Chen Erzhuang lives. On the contrary, there is a gloomy atmosphere that makes people feel chilly in their hearts.
The wooden feather fell on the roof of the house where Chen Erzhuang lived during the day, and there were many wooden figures hanging on the roof beams under his feet.
Xiaoshuai had already retracted into Mu Yu's clothes and poked two small holes in Mu Yu's clothes, exposing two small eyes.
The surroundings were very quiet, not even the chirping of crickets was heard. The wind blew over, fluttering Mu Yu's clothes.
Mu Yu stared at the empty yard. There were still fragments of camphor wood and some unfinished wooden figures in the yard, but the four guys disappeared.
A pungent musty smell came from the corner of the yard, which was the disgusting paint used to color the wooden figures.
The wooden feather had quietly fallen down and landed outside Chen Erzhuang's room door.
He extended his formation pattern and listened carefully to the movements around him. At the same time, he focused all his attention on Chen Erzhuang's room.
There was no sound in the room. Chen Erzhuang was just a mortal. If he had rested, he should at least be breathing, but Mu Yu didn't hear any regular sounds. He carefully opened the door and found that it was not locked.
.
This is the second time he has come to this room today. To be honest, he and Xiao Shuai don't like to come to such a gloomy place in the middle of the night to check the situation. However, for the lives of old Xu Tou and other villagers, he must think
A solution to all this.
He looked inside along the crack in the door. It was pitch dark inside and he couldn't see clearly. When he was about to push the door open, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in the middle of the crack in the door!
Those eyes actually shone with a cold light in the darkness, and they appeared so suddenly. Mu Yu was really surprised, because he didn't notice any life in the room at first.
"Fuck, damn!"
Xiaoshuai originally made two holes in Mu Yu's clothes to expose his little eyes, but he didn't expect that he directly looked at the eyes in the crack of Chen Erzhuang's door, frightening him so much that his hair started to stand up.
The Mu Yu Shadow Sword was already placed across his chest, and the blue light suddenly opened, and he stepped back and landed next to the uncarved wooden figure in the yard, watching Chen Erzhuang's room with vigilance.
At the same time, he felt that the courtyard was suddenly enveloped in a gloomy aura. This aura was so powerful that it even gave him a hint of danger.
"Squeak!"
The door to Chen Erzhuang's room had been opened, and a figure walked out slowly. With the green light on the Shadow Sword, Mu Yu could clearly see the figure in front of him, and his pupils shrank.
It turned out to be Mr. Zhao who was originally lying in the coffin in the front store!
At this moment, Mr. Zhao showed a strange smile. His eyes were very cold and showed a murderous intent. They were not at all like the eyes of a dying old man.
"Who are you? Why do you want to harm the innocent villagers here?" Mu Yu asked in a deep voice. He was thinking quickly in his heart, because he didn't feel the human breath, no vitality, no cultivation fluctuation, nothing from the other party.
, as if the old Mr. Zhao in front of him was a walking corpse.
"Jie Jie, Jie Jie."
Mr. Zhao slowly raised his feet, stepped out of the room, and walked towards Mu Yu with unsteady steps. Without saying a word, there was a weird laugh in his mouth, which sounded eerie.
Mu Yu only felt the cold murderous intent on the other side, but did not give him a sense of danger. The real danger came from something waiting for an opportunity in the darkness, not the resurrected person in front of him.
He didn't take the lead and wanted to understand the situation first.
But Mr. Zhao suddenly pulled out a file and stabbed it towards Mu Yu. The file was used for polishing wood and was not very sharp.
"Um?"
Mu Yu dodged easily with a tilt of his body. Mr. Zhao's skills were too slow. Although his eyes were fierce, his moves were light and easy, just like ordinary people. He felt that an ordinary young man could dodge.
What happened in the past?
Mr. Zhao missed the target with the knife and almost fell to the ground. But he did not give up. He still smiled arrogantly and stabbed Mu Yu with the file tremblingly.
"He is just an ordinary person. Is that mysterious guy not so weak?"
It was particularly ridiculous for Mu Yu, a cultivator in the distracted stage, to confront Mr. Zhao. He felt that he could defeat this guy with just a shock, but because the other person was a mortal after all, he still didn't make a serious move, just a blow.
He slapped Mr. Zhao on the back of his neck, trying to knock him out.
However, Mr. Zhao was just knocked to the ground by Mu Yu, showing no signs of fainting at all. He still slowly got up and walked towards Mu Yu perseveringly.
"Forget it, he's just a mortal." Mu Yu didn't want to get entangled with Mr. Zhao. He came here to take down those wooden figures from the beams.
He tiptoed and rushed into the room where Chen Erzhuang lived. The Shadow Sword had already illuminated the entire room.
Mu Yu raised his head, but the beams were already empty!