Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 72 Small Village

Zhang Xie's curiosity was aroused, and the straw hat villagers sneered, and they were not interested in listening, and went to tinker with wild fruits.

"As for what's strange, it's been passed down by word of mouth without details. In short, it's very strange. After the doctor left, he never came back. It was said that he failed to cure the disease and was killed."

Zhang Xie secretly said that the doctor-patient relationship has existed since ancient times, but he couldn't figure out what it had to do with the wilderness.

Zhenjuro sighed self-consciously: "Poor doctor, that is really a very skilled doctor, what a pity."

Zhang Xie was very sympathetic to the doctor he had never met. Although he was calm, he obviously listened more seriously.

"Afterwards, I heard that people and animals will be devoured here." Zhenjuro slammed his mouth, because the meat in Zhang Xie's hand was cooked.

Devouring humans and animals, Zhang Xie immediately thought of evil spirits. The ghost killing team in charge of the northern region could not have missed it. The stories passed down hundreds of years ago were more or less true and false. Zhang Xie did not believe them all, nor did he deny them.

Zhenjuro asked cautiously: "Senpai, shall we... move on now?" His eyes followed Zhang Xie's movements, licked his lips, and swallowed his saliva.

Zhang Xie thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

Although he is not sure whether what Sadajuro said is true or not, Zhang Xie deeply feels that he has a heavy responsibility. More than ten lives are in his hands. He must not be reckless. If he is not careful, his life will be thinner than paper.

Zhenjuro was overjoyed, immediately bounced up, squatted down again, leaned close to Zhang Xie's ear, and lowered his voice: "Then benefactor, where shall we go next?"

"Go to the east." Zhang Xie said decisively.

Simply eat and drink, rest for a while, prepare cooked food, take some with you, and use some to trap small animals. This place is desolate and there are few traces of animals. A lot of animal meat has been wasted. It has been a long time since the prey took the bait. Everyone is very disappointed. .

Under Zhang Xie's suggestion, pick some wild fruits, fill them with water, and set off immediately.

Going east, two hours later, the mountain village can be seen faintly, and the surroundings gradually become green. Even in winter, it is full of vitality.

The villagers all saw the beautiful scenery and were very excited. Without waiting for Zhang Xie to say more, they rushed to the village. The straw hat villagers ran the fastest, like a wild horse that had run wild, leaving No. 2 seven or eight meters behind. Don't stop, just run in.

Zhang Xie hurriedly followed. A few hours ago, all he saw and heard was a desolate landscape with no vitality. Suddenly, such a beautiful scenery bloomed under the sun. People were working hard, smiling, and children were running in the fields. chase.

Zhenjuro sighed: "It would be great if such a beautiful village could take us in."

He was not in a hurry, and walked slowly. When the villagers rushed into the village, he was still pacing leisurely outside. At the entrance of the village, he looked around, wiped the fence wall with his fingers, Zai Youzai walked in.

Zhang Xie explained his purpose, and the old man who looked like the village head invited him into the house, while the villagers of Wuyingshan Village waited outside. Those who couldn't wait greeted the nearby villagers, and didn't care if they didn't get a response.

"If you can live here, it's worth dying immediately." The straw hat villager sighed, his eyes rolled around, then stopped suddenly, and fixed on a beautiful figure.

A girl with a floral sarong, a light yellow headscarf, long hair reaching her shoulders, and a hemp rope belt, came in Shi Shiran, carrying a bowl of fruit.

"The girls here are as beautiful as flowers," the straw hat villager smacked his lips, tracing the girl's outline with his eyes over and over again, "I must live here."

The girl entered the house, and the eyes of the straw hat villager followed, blocked by the door. He stretched his neck hard, but couldn't see anything. He sighed resentfully, and turned his attention elsewhere.

The village chief smiled, his face was wrinkled and his eyes were squinted. He knocked the bong on the table once, duk duk. He added shredded tobacco, lit it, and took a deep puff. The mouth and nose overflowed, and the room was full of smoke.

"I understand everything you said, but the village no longer has enough room to accommodate more people." The village chief pointed outside. "Look, this year's harvest is not very good. We all have to depend on the weather. I heard that Dong There is a village in front of you with a relatively small population, which should be able to solve your plight."

After speaking, the village chief's wrinkles eased a little, he took a puff of cigarette, and stared at Zhang Xie with a smile.

As expected, but also unexpectedly, it was difficult to accommodate more than ten people and more than ten mouths to eat at once. He understood what the village chief meant, but if he went east, the outcome would be the same. He said calmly: " There is great strength in numbers, we all have a labor force, and we are especially able to endure hardship.”

The village chief's smile froze, and he didn't maintain it at all, and his wrinkles immediately stretched out. He kept playing with the jade bong, and didn't look up or look at Zhang Xie. There seemed to be something wonderful on the bong's head that attracted him.

His attitude was very clear, Zhang Xie was interested, but with the lives of a dozen people, he was unwilling to give in at all, and raised his voice, "If we guessed correctly, the village is often attacked by horse thieves, right?"

With a flick of the bong, the shredded tobacco fell to the ground, and the sparks extinguished immediately. The village head raised his head in amazement, and stared at Zhang Xie in horror, his small eyes glowing: "You, what nonsense are you talking about? Our village has always been peaceful. Nothing like this has ever happened."

The village head's reaction was expected by Zhang Xie. He puffed up his chest and said meaningfully: "The village head should not be surprised. If we are allowed to stay here overnight, as a reward, we can drive away the horse thieves."

The village chief's eyes lighted up, then dimmed. He turned his head, and the hand that filled the shredded tobacco shook violently, and a lot of it was spilled on the ground. He wanted to pick it up, but held back, put down the pipe, and raised his eyelids: "It's none of your business." , no matter what, I won’t keep you guys.”

The door suddenly opened, and a girl carrying fruit came in. She was pretty and very smart, wearing a floral skirt and a light yellow headscarf. The eyes of the straw hat villagers followed her here. She put down the fruit plate calmly, bowed and saluted slowly. Exit slowly and close the door.

The village head nodded approvingly, and pointed in the direction where the girl left: "Hezi, a very sensible girl."

Zhang Xie turned his attention back and was almost distracted by the village chief. The little girl's aura left a deep impression on him. Her vitality was in stark contrast to the aging village chief.

The village chief's smile was like that of a fine old fox.

"If I'm not mistaken, the fence outside the village has been repainted, right? There is still soot on it, and traces of lead bullets can be seen." Zhang Xie didn't say much, and showed his hole card.

The village chief's face became even more ugly. He put down the bong, picked it up again, put it down again, and after repeated repetitions, he suddenly stood up: "Go out, see off the guests!"

There must be a ghost in the overreaction, Zhang Xie stood up calmly, leaned on the back of the chair, stared into the eyes of the village chief: "Not many people use this kind of lead bullets, if I guess correctly, they are rampant." A big bandit for several years, from Yokota's lineage, right?"

The memory of his predecessor told Zhang Xie that the reputation of the Yokota lineage was resounding throughout Japan. In this area, there were small branches of the Yokota lineage, dozens of people, capable of robbing large villages with hundreds of people, and capable of capturing prestigious bodyguards. The bodyguard car is frightening.

(End of this chapter)