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According to that person, Shen Yin appeared near here about half a year ago.

She is a murderer, killing everyone on sight, like a murderous puppet.

Many monks died at her hands.

The only thing she said was that her name was Shen Yin and she came from the Magic Mountain.

Because of her terrifying strength, people in the nearby towns were all afraid of her, which led to the scene just now when they heard her name.

Chuzheng lowered her head and looked at her hands.

These hands were white and tender, not like murderous hands at all.

This body is a bit awesome...

Now that she has taken over this body, what about the original owner of this body?

All kinds of strange thoughts flashed through Chuzheng's mind.

Chuzheng put down her hand and glanced at the people on the ground: "Do you know where Wuyin Town is?"

"Wu...yinzhen?" The man shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of it.

Chuzheng lifted her clothes and squatted down, meeting the man's eyes: "Go and find out where Wuyin Town is, and I won't kill you."

"..." Didn't you just say you wouldn't kill me? Why have you changed your mind again?

Of course, he didn't dare to challenge Chu Zheng and nodded repeatedly.

The man got up shivering and turned around.

Chuzheng grabbed him by the collar and threatened him darkly: "It's best not to run away..."

It would be very troublesome for me to arrest someone again.

"No...no no...don't dare." How dare he run.

What's more, the town is so big, he can run anywhere, I heard that this man can massacre the city in a matter of seconds.

Chuzheng let go of her hand and motioned for him to go quickly.

"Do you want to sit down for a while?" Chuzheng turned to ask her card.

Jingpo looked at the messy streets with closed doors, and the question of 'how to sit' seemed to be written on his face.

Chuzheng turned the coffin over and patted the bottom: "Sit down."

Jingpo: "..."

-

On the empty street, a young man wrapped in a white hood sat on an upside-down coffin, sitting in an inexplicably well-behaved manner.

The little girl standing next to her took a few steps from time to time, looking in the direction of the town with a stern expression.

Many people in the town were observing.

I thought she would go on a killing spree, but who knew that she just arrested one person and didn't know what she said, but now she didn't do anything.

Soon the man knocked on everyone's door and asked if he knew where Wuyin Town was.

No one in Jinchan Town has ever heard of Wuyin Town. They are 100% sure that there is no such place within a radius of twenty miles.

"That's what she asked?" Someone grabbed the man and asked, "Will she kill us? I heard that she massacred a village before."

"I don't know either..." The man was about to cry, and everyone wanted to ask him this.

"Why is she asking this?"

"……I have no idea!"

"What did she ask you just now?"

"..."

From the beginning of asking questions one by one, to the numbness at the end, the man left as soon as he got the answer and never stayed.

Jinchan Town is just that big, so the man quickly finished asking.

The man ran back and carefully reported back: "I've finished asking, no one knows where the Wuyin Town you mentioned is."

Chuzheng: "..."

The man swallowed and said proactively: "But you can go to the mountain behind and find that weird old man. He claims to know everything."

Chu Zheng raised her eyebrows, suspecting that this person was trying to divert trouble.

The man patted his chest and assured: "I'm not lying to you, he really knows a lot of things. People in our town call him a know-it-all."

Chuzheng: "..."

You just called him a weird old man!

Chuzheng turned around and helped Jingpo down: "Go and take a look?" A dead horse was treated like a living horse.

"...Yeah." Jingpo nodded obediently.

Seeing that Chu Zheng was about to leave, the man was obviously relieved.

No need to die...

"you."

Chuzheng pointed at the person and took a sharp breath that had just been relaxed.

"You...do you have any other orders?"

"lead the way."

"..."

The man's face suddenly turned ashen.

Why was he so unlucky to be caught by her first?

There was clearly Wang Mazi, the tofu seller in front of him, so why was it his turn!

In the bottom of my heart, I weighed my chances of surviving against escaping, and finally chose to lead the way.

Better to die than live.

He saved the whole town, didn't he?

Thinking about it this way, that person felt much better.

-

Behind Jinchan Town is the mountain, and what’s even more magical is that the clouds and mist are lingering here.

If there is no one from Jinchan Town to lead the way, it is easy to get lost after entering.

Chuzheng's coffin was not easy to carry up the mountain, but it couldn't be left behind. Chuzheng was very tired of dragging it.

Jingpo was walking in front, but he suddenly walked around to the back, supported the coffin, and pushed it up with a groan.

Chuzheng: "You don't need to."

Jingpo: "I... can help you."

Chuzheng: "..."

If you don't cause trouble, you're doing me a big favor!

The man leading the way was very embarrassed. He didn't know why the devil had to carry such a coffin up the mountain.

Just leave this thing there and no one wants it.

-

"It's right there." The man pointed to the thatched hut that was vaguely visible in the thick fog: "He lives there. You should be able to see him when you go there."

"Okay. You can go."

The man's eyes lit up and he quickly turned around and left.

He was running so fast that he accidentally bumped into the arm of the young man behind him. The young man's fingers trembled slightly and the hood that was pulled by him fell down.

Under the hood, the silver-white hair looked like moonlight in the mist, a gentle color.

The young man looks even more beautiful, like a mist elf coming out of the morning mist.

The man looked a little lost in thought. What kind of god is this?

So beautiful...

"ah--"

The man's body tilted, his feet slipped, and he rolled down the slope.

The screams gradually disappeared into the fog and disappeared.

Chuzheng placed the coffin in the open space and looked around first.

"Wait for me here." Chuzheng asked Jingpo to wait where he was, and she went over to take a look.

As soon as Chuzheng walked outside the thatched house, she heard a voice from inside: "Come in."

The voice was rough and unpleasant, like an old witch living in the deep forest, eerie.

Chuzheng raised her eyebrows and pushed open the door of the thatched house.

The old man in ragged clothes was lying in a worn-out chair, facing the door.

The wrinkles on his face were like dry tree bark, his eyelids were pulled down, and his eyes were lifeless, as if... they couldn't see.

"The guests have come from afar, what's the matter?" The old man really couldn't see, there was no focus in his eyes.

Chuzheng didn't ask any more questions and asked directly: "Do you know Wuyin Town?"

"I know, does the guest want to go?"

"Um."

The old man's voice was faint: "The guest still needs one thing."

"What?"

"soul."

-

After saying this, the old man closed his eyes and raised his hand to signal Chuzheng that he could leave.

Chuzheng exited and closed the door behind her.

Jingpo stood beside the coffin, waiting for her obediently.

"You know...you know?"

"Um."

"Where...are you?" Jingpo's eyes brightened slightly.

"It's not far from here."

"...Shall we go now?"

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