I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

"That thing came out!"

As soon as the words came out, the people around were in an uproar, with panic written all over their faces.

A few times ago, there were murder cases in Mrs. Lin's tailor shop, but they were all inside the shop, and everyone walked around.

But this time, the ghost inside unexpectedly came out?

Everyone's complexion changed, and they were all whispering there.

The mayor took a deep breath and kept rubbing his head with his hands, "I'm preparing something, follow me to Huanghua Mountain!"

Everyone was silent, this is the fourth time to go to Huanghua Mountain.

is that useful?

No!

Not only was that ghost not subdued, but it even ran out, harming people everywhere.

But do they have a solution now?

No.

The reality is extremely cruel, they have nothing to do with the ghost thing, and they don't even know what the ghost thing is.

Perhaps, this is the fate of ordinary people.

In the mortal world, life is like ants.

……

"Did you hear anything?"

Russell turned over abruptly and fell off the bed directly.

His ears moved slightly, and he glanced at the sky outside the window again.

It's only four or five o'clock in the morning, and the sky is still getting bright, how can you hear the sound of gongs and drums?

What kind of holiday is this?

Russell felt very strange, so he directly asked Ah Huang, the dog demon. After all, he lived in Huanghua Mountain and knew something about the situation.

At this time, Ah Huang was imitating the appearance of a human being, with his heart turned to the sky, and he was meditating there.

Facing Russell's question, Ah Huang took it easy, "It should be that another person died in Huanghua Town."

"Another dead person??"

"Yes, about half a month ago, something happened to a shop there. All five members of the family died, and two more died later."

"What is it, except?"

Seven people died at once, this...

"No." Ah Huang shook his head, "I don't know what that is, anyway, I didn't smell it, so I just urinated there and left."

"Let's go, you just left like that?"

Russell was stunned for a moment, and couldn't believe it. According to Uncle Jiu's approach, such harmful things can only be relieved by getting rid of them.

Faced with Russell's astonishment, the dog demon Ah Huang looked at him in surprise, "Why don't you leave?"

It said calmly, "Those people are just ordinary people. If they die, they will die. What does it have to do with us?"

"..."

"If you want to live a long time, it's best not to meddle in other people's business, just practice honestly."

Ah Huang scratched his head, looked at Russell and said depressedly, "You, like your master, are always so meddling. Oh, what do those people have to do with you?"

Russell didn't speak.

Ah Huang stood up helplessly, picked up the three-pointed and two-bladed halberd on the side, and carried it on his shoulder.

"Hey, let's go, let's go, my temper is just like your master's, but let's make it clear in advance, even if I encounter that thing, I won't go all out."

"it is good."

Russell responded calmly, feeling a little depressed.

He always thought that subduing demons and eliminating demons was what a cultivator should do.

Thinking about it now, that was just my own wishful thinking.

Is Ah Huang wrong?

Is it wrong for a cultivator who does not subdue demons and eliminate demons?

Russell was silent.

The sound of the gongs in Huanghua Town shook the sky, and everyone looked at the distance expectantly, but there was no one they wanted to see.

Their expressions were downcast, yes, how could this fairy-like figure on Huanghua Mountain care about mortals like them.

"Look, it seems that someone is coming!"

An exclamation instantly aroused everyone's hope. When they looked up, they saw a strange figure approaching in the distance.

Eyes full of hope, but the next moment, it instantly turned into disappointment.

The figure was getting closer and closer, it was just a stranger, not the dog fairy on the mountain.

"It's over!"

Some people couldn't bear it and sat down on the ground.

Some people covered their faces with their hands and began to cry uncontrollably.

Some eyes wandered, planning to start running.

It doesn't matter if it's a monster, but it happens to come and go without a trace, killing people invisible.

Untouchable, invisible, like a cloud of black mist shrouded in the hearts of everyone.

"Boom!"

There was only a sound, and the figures of Russell and Ah Huang descended from the sky, instantly causing the eyes of everyone present to widen.

Followed by one after another endless cheers.

This festive scene is just like Chinese New Year.

Ah Huang fell his head twice in a daze, looked at Russell suspiciously, looked up and down, "Why can you fly?"

And it flies so fast, if it weren't for my dog's thick face, he would almost be unable to hold on.

"Because I have wings."

"You fart!"

Chapter 319 Delicious Blood Food

"Tsk, it's a bit miserable to die!"

Looking at Xiong Er who was divided into two, Ah Huang sighed and shook his head involuntarily.

It poked Russell with its hand and said very seriously.

"You can practice martial arts with me, it is very useful to practice martial arts."

"Can you beat that thing?"

"I don't know, at least it won't be divided into two, and the body is strong after practicing martial arts."

"Get out of here!"

Russell went straight to Mrs. Lin's tailor's shop, and took a closer look. The door was full of resentment, and seven bloody handprints seemed to be printed on it, which would not fade for a long time.

Some are big and some are small, some are deep and some are shallow, but the bloody handprints are all scratches from top to bottom without exception.

Looking at it like this, it seems that it is not as simple as printing it with your hands.

It's the traces left on it by someone constantly fishing for it with their hands and scratching it with their fingers desperately.

This scene is a bit like a murder in a secret room. The people trapped inside want to get out, and they are constantly struggling.

but.

Russell looked at the bloody handprints left outside the door, turned his head to look at the empty street, this secret room...

Hasty, I thought I was Conan, but I didn't expect to be Mori Kogoro.

He lightly landed on the door with his palm, and the door creaked open, and a large pile of dust fell down.

In just half a month, it seemed like many years had passed.

Silence, defeat, lifelessness, dust everywhere.

"Look at this place, there are also bloody fingerprints."

Ah Huang pointed to the back of the door. He has been to this place twice, so he is naturally very familiar with it.

Russell didn't look at it for the first time, but shrugged his nose with a strange expression on his face, "What's the smell in this room? It's so heavy!"

"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Ah Huang said innocently, "I didn't find any abnormality last time, so I just urinated here."

……

"Have you found the ghost yet?"

Russell pinched his nose with his left hand and rubbed his head with his right hand, "Have the souls of these dead people been found?"

Ah Huang shook his head.

"I'm a martial artist, so I can't see them at all. Even if there were, I'd probably scare them away!"

"A real man should practice martial arts and become a big muscle bully. Ghosts dare not get close!"

"Hey!"

Another awkward and silly gesture.

Russell turned his head away directly, saying that he didn't know this bastard at all. At this moment, he was very suspicious that the owner of this bastard was not a senior of Three Waves, but Wang Dahammer!

After carefully observing the room, there was no abnormality or black air.