Fast Transmigration, I am the Chosen One

Chapter 569 The Dead Under the Night (23)

Someone started punching and kicking the butcher.

Chen Dongqing threw the butcher's wife into the front room, and didn't think of looking for her for a while, but instead lost his temper at the 'relatively weak' butcher.

Perhaps picking and pinching persimmons is a common problem in any world. At this moment, everyone's anger seems to have been well resolved.

Chen Dongqing didn't stop them, but went into the house and took the butcher's wife out alone.

Before the two of them woke up, Chen Dongqing tied Xiaofang to the pillar again before dragging the butcher's wife away.

The moment the butcher's wife was thrown out, it was like an eagle entering a sparrow forest, and there was no sound at all.

Even the woman who was eager to kick the butcher just now took two steps back.

The butcher's wife woke up at this time.

The moment she opened her eyes, they were still a little blurry, and then they were replaced by boundless anger.

She saw Chen Dongqing and her husband on the ground who had been beaten to a bruised nose and face.

Her voice was hoarse, and she made a low growl that was not human.

Sure enough, she is not human.

Chen Dongqing hid the music box on her body tightly to prevent it from making a sound, and provided this guy who didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost with the motivation to transform.

The villagers, who were still aggressive just now, backed up one after another, and were about to exit the door.

They are even more useless than Chen Dongqing imagined.

"If she turns into a monster again at night, everyone will die."

Just when Chen Dongqing was about to speak and say something, someone in the crowd suddenly urged.

And his words worked.

The villagers didn't know where the courage came from, they rushed forward and surrounded the butcher's wife.Then, four stronger farmers came out and restrained her hands and feet.

The process is simpler than everyone imagined.

Because the butcher's wife has no fighting ability during the day.

She was put on a wooden shelf, and someone poured wine underneath, and a raging fire was set up, as if everything was burned.

Chen Dongqing felt that things seemed too simple.

At this moment, the butcher's wife had no resistance at all, and the music box in her arms didn't seem to make any sound at all.

It's like she's been abandoned.

Chen Dongqing was taken aback by her own thought, but felt that it was not impossible.

There is no rule that there is only one ghost, and there is no rule that a ghost must be on one person.

But one thing is certain, the butcher's wife is definitely not innocent.

She was in the fire, but she didn't react too much, until she was burned to ashes under the eyes of everyone, her expression remained unchanged.

If she is human, then this level of 'calmness' is abnormally inhuman.

Until the last wisp of smoke dissipated and ashes all over the ground were mixed into the mud, nothing else happened.

Not even the bugs showed up.

Was it really abandoned?

Chen Dongqing felt that things had to start all over again.

"Everyone wait a minute."

Someone spoke up again.

The voice was shrill, similar to the previous human voice, but not exactly the same, but it always felt a bit awkward to the ears.

Chen Dongqing lowered her eyes, turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, it turned out to be a tree.

How do trees make sounds?
But it is indeed it: "The saint is dead, and the new saint should succeed."

Chen Dongqing squinted his eyes slightly, feeling that this was the key.

Saintess?

what is that?
(End of this chapter)