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Everyone looked at Longjing with panic and a lot of expectation.

There is a field not far from the village, and the dragon well can be seen by looking up from behind the village chief.

Not far away, I saw a relatively large thatched house with an old man sitting on the edge of the door.

Seeing Longjing's group approaching, the village chief stood up holding on to the door frame, squinting his eyes and trying his best to look out, while walking towards the crowd.

"Heijiro, how are you? Are you a samurai?" the village chief asked.

"Father." Heijiro stepped forward to help him.

The village chief ignored his son and walked straight to Longjing to kneel down: "Thank you, Lord Warrior!"

Long Jing hurriedly stopped him.

"Quick! Take out the rice and put it in the pot!" the village chief said to Taro.Then he greeted Longjing and said, "Master Samurai, please come in and sit down. If others in the village don't dare to say that there is still a bowl of rice, don't be dissatisfied."

Before Long Jing could speak, he heard Taro say first: "Master Long Jing didn't ask for these rice at all."

The village chief immediately panicked and tried his best to explain to Longjing: "These rice are what we dedicate to the adults. Please don't blame the children for their nonsense."

Long Jing waved his hand: "I did say I don't want these rice, so you don't have to be so careful. You just need to tell me where the bandits are."

"There's no need to rush this matter!" the village chief said, stepping forward and grabbing Long Jing's sleeves to lead him into the house. He said enthusiastically: "Although my house is a bit dilapidated, it is still clean. , Sir, let’s take a rest first and fill our stomachs, we’ll talk about the bandits later!”

Even Iwapachiro and Heijiro next to him persuaded him with a smile: "Yes, yes! Go in and fill your stomach first!"

"Actually, I'm not a samurai." Long Jing decided to show off his cards directly.

As soon as Long Jing said this, everything fell silent, and everyone except Long Jing was stunned on the spot.

"You, what did you say?" the village chief said in surprise.

"You're not a samurai?" Iwapachiro was shocked and angry. He pointed at the dragon sword on his waist and said, "Then how can you wear a sword on your waist?"

"Ah, you're talking about this!" Longjing took off his saber, played with it in his hand, and said, "This is a samurai who died of starvation on the roadside. I picked it up from him."

Then he pointed to the clothes on his body, showing a wicked expression and said: "Even the clothes on his body were taken off by me."

"You! You! You!" Iwahachiro pointed at Longjing and was speechless for a long time.

The village chief also wailed and sat on the ground, shouting: "It's over! It's all over!"

Heijiro hurriedly went to help his father.Only Taro seemed to be out of the situation: "Hey, if there are no warriors in Longjing, then wouldn't I need to give you this bag of rice?"

Longjing ignored the boy and said to the others: "The bandits you said are all fake, right?"

"What's the use of talking about this now? We're all going to die anyway!" the village chief said painfully.

Ganhachiro on the other side nodded and said, "We did make up the bandit thing."

"why?"

"That was last night. In the middle of the night, I heard something moving outside. Then I got up to check, and saw that the door of Liang Tai's house opposite was open. I didn't know what time it was, I just knew it was very late. It was late, I was still wondering what happened to their family and they stayed up so late at night, when I saw a dark figure running out of their house. It was running very fast!"

At this point, Iwapachiro swallowed his saliva and continued: "I went out to check and saw Ryota and his family all dead at home! I was so frightened that I shouted and called out all the people in the village. When I lit the oil lamp, I saw all the people in the village. The house was covered in blood, and hands and feet were scattered all over the place. In the village, the village chief said it was an evil spirit coming to eat people!"

"This is simply a wild wolf in the mountains." When Ganhachiro said this, the village chief's son Heijiro interrupted and said: "How can there be ghosts in the world? It must be just a wolf in the mountains. Don't scare yourself!"

"It's a ghost, it must be a ghost!" Hearing what his son said, the village chief shouted: "How could it be possible that a wolf only ate all five of his children, while the bodies of their couple were only torn into pieces? "

"But why do you want to go to the city to find samurai?" Longjing asked.

Heijiro replied: "It's because my father heard from somewhere that samurai with swords can ward off evil spirits. I thought that if I could really find a samurai, I would let him stay in the village for one night. If I could get that It would be best to get rid of the vicious wolf that hurts people. Even if it doesn't happen, it can calm the hearts of my father and everyone."

Hearing that his son still believed that it was a wolf that killed Ryota's family, the old village chief yelled at his son: "You bastard, how could that be something that a mere wolf can do? It must be a man-eating evil spirit!"

"A man-eating ghost?" Long Jing had some guesses.However, Japan has had legends of man-eating ghosts and ghost-killing samurai since ancient times, such as Shuten Doji and Hara Yorimitsu, Ibaraki Doji and Watanabe Tsuna, so Ryuui did not dare to draw conclusions.

After all, the lessons learned during the day are still fresh in my mind.

"Why not just say there is a ghost and go find someone who specializes in exorcising demons?"

Heijiro sneered: "Not to mention that there are no ghosts in the world, no one will believe it if you say it. Those who will believe it will not dare to come if they hear it is a ghost. Besides, our village is very poor. Dingdang, even that bag of rice was saved secretly through frugality. Even if there is a demon slayer, can we afford it?"

Seeing the quarrel between the village chief and his son intensifying, Imanhachiro was also frustrated.Longjing, who learned the truth, did not blame them.

After hearing this, Long Jing nodded.Although they deceived Longjing, they were excusable.So Longjing decided to stay here for a day to see who the man-eating ghost they talked about was.

After hearing Ryuui saying that he wanted to stay, Heijiro said: "Didn't you say that you are not a samurai?"

Long Jing patted his arm and said, "Don't look at me like this, I'm very strong!"

In the end, Longjing stayed in the village.

At the village chief's house, Heijiro took a bowl and put it in front of Longjing and said, "Eat it!"

There was some green mushy stuff in the bowl, which looked unappetizing.

Long Jing asked curiously: "What is this?"

"This is chaff!" Heijiro said in surprise: "Have you, a person like you who stripped clothes from dead people, never eaten chaff?"

"Why do you talk so much? You bastard, it's already your last meal. Do you want to starve to death on the Huangquan Road?" the village chief scolded his son.

Longjing also found it very interesting to see these villagers who returned to their rough and rough nature after knowing that they were not warriors.

Heijiro has no wife yet, only a younger brother, Taro.There are three grown men, father and son, so the house is naturally not tidy.

There are no partitions in the village chief's home. There is only one large room upon entering.There is a pit in the center.There were some charcoal ash and firewood inside, and it looked like there was a small iron pot on it.Next to it are some tatami mats and straw, and some farm tools are placed in the corner.From this point of view, this house is both a kitchen, a bedroom and a warehouse.

Taro brought a bundle of straw and threw it next to Longjing. This will be Longjing’s bed tonight.

When Longjing took a bite of the bran in the bowl, he felt that his throat hurt and he didn't want to take another bite.It was not easy to take out the delicacies in the omnipotent capsule in front of the father and son.He simply fell down on the straw and closed his eyes to rest.

It was already approaching dusk when Longjing arrived at the village.After so many things, it was now completely dark.Naturally, the village chief's family couldn't afford to light the oil lamp, or in other words, no one in the whole village could afford to light it, and it fell into darkness.

Longjing lay on the straw, with only the unburned charcoal in the pit in the middle still giving off a faint light.Long Jing closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but Long Jing suddenly opened his eyes.Long Jing, who had learned to use Qi, could clearly feel a strange Qi approaching him.

He raised his eyes and looked around. In the darkness, he could only hear the snoring of the village chief, his father and his son. It seemed that they finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

Longjing stood up and opened the door and walked out. The round moon hung in the middle of the sky, and everything was quiet.

Long Jing raised his legs and walked in the direction of the perception. In the woods next to the village, Long Jing saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

The person on the other side also saw Longjing and laughed and said: "It smells so good, it smells so good! You actually delivered it to your door yourself!"

A light breeze blew by, the clouds in the sky drifted away, and the cold moonlight shone down. Longjing saw a ghost opposite him wearing ordinary farmer's clothes, with sharp nails, revealing his sharp teeth, and saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth. .

"It's thin blood! I actually encountered thin blood." The ghost laughed wildly: "I was about to leave here today, but I smelled your scent from far away."

As he spoke, he accelerated towards Longjing and said, "Don't be afraid, I will eat you up bit by bit!"