I just want to practice

Unknowingly, approaching the strange alleyway in the village called Chenjiaxiang again, Jiang Wuye who had just stepped out of the fork in the road shrank back, leaned against the wall, and only poked out half of his head to observe.

I see.

At the entrance of Chenjia Lane, a skinny man with slovenly clothes and half-white hair was kneeling in front of a brazier burning paper money, whispering something tearfully.

A person, babbling, crying, scolding, and scratching his hair frantically, is extremely weird.

Cripple Chen?

Jiang Wuye recalled for a while, and the information of the person at the alleyway appeared in his memory.

Chen Nianyi has practiced medicine for generations.

When he was young, he picked medicine and broke his leg, and gradually became lame.

There was a plague ten years ago, if it weren't for him, the village might have been deserted.

It's a pity that it is said that governing others is not governing oneself.

His family was among the first to be infected, and they were terminally ill. In the end, they did everything they could to save them.

Since then, he has been stimulated, and he often goes crazy suddenly on weekdays, or he is always drunk alone, and falls unconscious in an unknown corner of the village.

These years, if he hadn't had some medical skills in his hands, and the villagers helped him, he might have been buried long ago.

Speaking of which, the predecessor was also one of the infected people back then.

Lying in bed all day long, hanging on his breath.

If it wasn't for this lame Chen, he would have returned to the west long ago, so there is no such thing as Jiang Wuye.

What is he doing here?

After observing for a while, Jiang Wuye, who was puzzled in his heart, listened intently, wanting to hear what Chen Lizi was talking about.

His current hearing power is far superior to that of ordinary people. With careful attention, even if he is separated by more than ten meters, he can still hear Chen Lizi talking to himself.

"My father is not a human being, if you want to find it, you can find me as a son, huh

There was nothing he could do back then, our family would be beaten to death if our debts were not paid, and every time my mother and I left the village, there would be someone guarding the entrance of the village.

Hearing the scattered information, Monk Jiang Wuye and Zhang Er were puzzled, without him, his predecessor had no reflection on this aspect at all.

However, by associating with the female monster in the alleyway and what Chen Lizi said about you, Jiang Wuye can guess the general cause and effect.

If the thinking is correct, it should be that Chen Lizi's father owed debts outside, and when he was desperate, he used some method to trick the people in the alley.

Leading to lingering resentment after death, killing people.

And to hear what it means, there are not one or two people who have been harmed by things in the alley these years.

But for some reason, the villagers seldom mentioned this, so that even the predecessors did not know that the occasional death in the village was related to this Chenjiaxiang.

It seems that Qinghe Village has the same taboo for this alley as it does for fox fairies.

And Chen Laizi's pretending to be crazy and stupid all these years is mostly because of this knot.

"I know that you are unwilling and have complaints. My father has gone. Just come at me, come at me, I just beg you to let the others go!"

As he was talking, Chen Lizi suddenly became emotional, and he got up and was about to rush into the alley.

Jiang Wuye narrowed his eyes and moved slightly.

If the facts are as he guessed, there may be some accidents when Chen Zizi rushes in.

Huhuhu

At this moment, the dark wind howled furiously, gushing out from the alley, blowing the brazier up into the sky, and ashes flying all over the sky.

Chen Lizi fell to the ground like a rag doll, covered in mud.

"roll roll roll"

In the alleyway, a series of sharp and ear-piercing venomous roars came out, carrying a biting killing intent that couldn't be concealed.

Hiss, this is a hornet's nest!

How the hell am I alive?

Behind the wall, Jiang Wuye, who was startled by the dense roar of hatred, gasped and shivered violently.

No.19 The Story of the Corner ([-])

He encountered strange things in this alley twice in a row.

The second time they even tore down one of the human walls and destroyed one of the houses.

What's more, he killed a female ghost in this alley.

Thinking about it now, it's like a mouse and a cat playing with their lives!

It is conceivable that when he was ravaging that woman, in the darkness, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt lingering fear and my scalp became numb.

But, fortunately, there are two important points that Jiang Wuye couldn't figure out.

One, why did the weirdness in Chen's Lane not intervene in his confrontation with the female ghost last night.

Internal conflict?Or does that girl not belong to Chen Family Lane?

Second, since the gang in the alley hated Chen Laizi so much, why did he let him live all these years, and even sent him to his door, only to expel him without doing anything?

In order for him to bear the pain and blame himself, and die in inner torture?

Anyway, Jiang Wuye does not believe that there is such a strangeness of Buddhism.

Earthbound?

No, no matter what Chen Lizi mentioned, or the woman who moved freely last night obviously denied this.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Wuye only felt a lump of paste, and his head hurt.

What kind of broken village is this, with one strange incident after another.

He didn't play the cards according to the routine.

The things I saw in my previous life didn't match up at all.

He holds a book of suspense in his hands, and he is confident that he can push through some clouds and get a glimpse of the truth without flipping the table and turning over the ending.

But now, a book reader has become a book reader, which is a completely different matter.

Father, like son.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, I realized that there was no movement at the alley.

At first glance, it turned out that Chen Lizi had already passed out.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuye came out from behind the wall.

Hesitating slightly, he walked slowly to Chenjiaxiang.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, it is like facing an abyss.

The gloomy wind came.

Not urgent.

Instead, it looks soft.

A little bit penetrates clothing, skin, and penetrates into bone marrow.

嗡

The qi and blood in the body circulated autonomously, and the viscera vibrated and hummed, like a dormant prehistoric beast, opening its eyes and waking up.

Visible to the naked eye, strands of black smoke rose from Jiang Wuye's body, and the oven in his body exuded yang energy, forming a heat wave that distorted the space to block the invasion of yin and cold.

In the black iron body stage of the iron cloth shirt, he is vigorous and brutal. His qi and blood are like an oven, emitting heat, making the body like a piece of red-hot steel, and the contact with the vagina can achieve a burning effect.

Extremely explosive and even able to release yang energy, blooming light and heat, temporarily affecting an area.

And to the red copper body.

The Qi and blood oven is like a new generation, both the fuel and the quality of the oven itself are far beyond the black iron body stage.

You don't need to explode with your life, as long as you sense the yin and cold energy, your blood will speed up a little, and your whole body will be protected by a layer of yang energy at any time.

Although, the normal state is only one foot.

But the indirect or direct improvement in combat ability is also far better than before.

Yes.

Today's dark winds are of little use to Jiang Wuye.

Even if it was the scarecrow from last night, it wouldn't be able to cut it if it stood still, and it might even be roasted to death by the yang energy layer.

Ka Ka Ka

The wind is gone.

There was a sound of bones rubbing against each other in the alley.

Jiang Wuye looked up.

In the alleyway, dense bones broke through the ground.

On both sides, a pair of hands as black as ink and smoky were digging at the door.

"Save My Daughter"

"Go away, you quack"

"Mommy, am I going to die woohoo"

"Anyone give me some water"

"Whoever it is, don't let them out!"

Hoarse, irritable, pleading, desperate, all kinds of chaotic murmurs came and went.

The entire laneway became heavy, old black and white.

The long past, the buried history.

It was as if a sense of alienation came to my heart.

"Giggle curious? Want to know?"

The soft female voice is mixed with bone-chilling coldness.

Jiang Wuye didn't make a sound, his body was tense, and he stepped back a little.

confirm.

This is the Lord who cannot be offended.

however.

Wow

The sound of rolling waves suddenly sounded.

the end of the lane,

Dirt, puddles, walls, houses, and spaces are broken, like waves in the sea.

After the waves, the dilapidated alleyway looks like a step back in time and looks brand new.

Jiang Wuye shook his head slightly.

After reacting, he found that the surrounding environment had changed drastically.

On the ground, the fainted Chen Lizi disappeared.

Not far away, a big dead tree was full of greenery and vitality.

At the fork in the road, a middle-aged man and woman with anxious expressions led a man who looked like Chen Laizi and carried a medicine box and came over.

The three of them walked all the way until they entered the alley, they still didn't notice Jiang Wuye at the entrance of the alley, and regarded it as air.

fantasy?

trap?