farce a ups and downs

Dark clouds obscured the sun, and the air was heavy and dull.

Looks like it's going to rain again.

"Blood—give me blood, I want to drink blood!!" A woman with disheveled hair and fierce eyes was imprisoned in the dark room of the room. Since she was locked in half an hour ago, the shrieking screams have not stopped.

Zhuang Bai walked into the dark room, and one of the guards couldn't help but said: "Village chief, she has been clamoring for blood, why don't you give her some fox blood?"

Zhuang Bai subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words. After pondering for a while, he nodded in agreement.

Soon, a small half bowl of spirit fox blood was served.

Qing Wan took the bowl very eagerly, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, dark red fox blood flowed down the corners of his lips, and bright red flowers appeared on the skirt of his clothes.

Putting down the bowl, Qing Wan licked the corners of his lips to everyone, licked the blood stains on his lips with his scarlet tongue, a pair of beautiful eyes flowed, and a cool breeze sent in from the ventilation window, everyone shivered in unison.

"What kind of disease did Qing Ban suffer from, or was he poisoned?" A guard rubbed the goose bumps on his arm, "This is too infiltrating."

Fortunately, after drinking the fox's blood, Qing Wan calmed down, no longer screaming like a wild animal, and laying down beside the bed, the sound of slowed down breathing could be heard within a moment.

She fell asleep.

The guards were all relieved.

Another group of villagers came carrying farming tools, their faces full of dejection.

Zhuang Bai: "Have you found anyone yet?" After getting the answer, Zhuang Bai's face became more and more gloomy, "They were still there last night, there is no way they could have escaped under my nose."

Unless, those two people's martial arts are much higher than his, and they can leave this place without anyone noticing.

Zhuang Bai subconsciously ignored this possibility. Gein's master and apprentice had never shown martial arts in front of his eyes, and Luo Wenchu's first temptation was also seen through by him. For this reason, Zhuang Bai's attitude towards Luo Wenchu ​​can even be regarded as scorn.

Without a weapon, trapped in a trap, and clumsy in probing techniques, he can easily detect it. No matter what, he doesn't look like a master, let alone a drag bottle by his side.

Half a day later, the people in the caravan were controlled by him one by one, and the road down the mountain was also blocked by people. Where could the two go?

The uneasiness in Zhuang Bai's heart expanded.

Finally, he took a look at Qing Wan and ordered someone to take care of him. Zhuang Bai came to the underground prison, but what appeared in front of him were the missing door lock and the wide open prison door.

Sheng Huamao was rescued.

This realization made Zhuang Bai furious, he roared and kicked the prison door, breaking a piece of wood.

Zhuang Bai was panting heavily, his eyes were red.

It must be the master and apprentice who did it, it must be!

Back in the village, the villagers guarding Qing Wan came to him in a panic: "Village Chief, Qing Wan is dead!"

Zhuang Bai turned pale with shock: "What did you say!?"

The rain finally fell.

In the dark room, there was no light, only a lump on the ground could be seen.

Rumble!

There were bursts of thunder, and purple lightning flashed across the gray sky, as if to split the sky.

A sudden flash of light illuminated the dark room——Qing Wan lay quietly on the ground, without breathing ups and downs, holding a bowl of fox blood upside down in her cold hand.

No one spoke, and for a while, only deafening thunder was heard.Zhuang Bai's face was like a thunderstorm outside the window, his face changed a little, and he glanced at the villagers standing behind him one by one.

A deadly silence spread.

Everyone present knew that Qing Wan died shortly after drinking the fox's blood. Once the seeds of suspicion were planted, they would not take Linghu's blood no matter what.

Under the thunder, someone tremblingly said: "Village chief, Qing Wan's body..."

"same as usual."

The so-called old style is actually thrown into the "quiet place" ten miles behind the village, where the dry bones of countless merchants are buried in the land.

Zhuang Bai's eyes fell on a young man: "Chen Wu, leave this matter to you and Fang Xiaoqi."

The young man who was called was startled, gritted his teeth for a while and nodded: "Yes."

Under the sudden storm, everything in the mountains became wet and muddy. The heavy rain blocked the sight. Chen Wu and Fang Xiaoqi were carrying a dead body. Drips, wets hair and clothes.Fang Xiaoqi was cursing and cursing as he walked, accidentally slipped and fell on the way, and Qing Wan's body rolled down.

Fang Xiaoqi scolded bad luck: "I think it's better to leave it like this, the rest of the road is not easy."

The green arm that rolled into the weeds was covered in mud, and Chen Wu couldn't bear it: "How about we dig a hole?"

Fang Xiaoqi looked at the pouring rain, and said with disgust: "The corpse was eaten by wild beasts outside, and eaten by insects in the soil. It's dead, so why do you care?" Is there any more love for her?"

"What nonsense?"

"Better if I'm talking nonsense."

Chen Wu sullenly stared at Fang Xiaoqi intently.

Fang Xiaoqi didn't realize it: "Who didn't miss her in the village before? But it's just making fun of her. Let's think about how to tell Zhang Dalang about Qing Wan's death when he wakes up."

Taking a last look at Qingwan, Chen Wu heaved a sigh of relief, turned and left.

After the two left, someone came in the rain with an umbrella, stopped beside Qingban's "corpse" and squatted down.A pill slipped in from Qing Wan's slightly parted lips along the rain.

"Back to the soul."

The people in the caravan were detained separately. The villagers who stayed overnight last night became a solid cage. The villagers used sticks and farm tools as weapons. Once someone showed an impatient look, they rushed to teach him a lesson. He Cheng was locked in a room alone. There is a secret room, and the bonfire is beating, which reflects the ugly face of the young man holding the whip.He Cheng shivered and closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

Strangely, the young man's screams were the first to wait.

He Cheng opened a crack, and saw the door of the secret room opened, and the fog poured in. Looking at the rain through the fog, the white thin lines jumped on the ground. Then, a pair of red-headed shoes appeared in He Cheng's field of vision, scaring him to widen his eyes. Watching each other approach step by step.

The three souls of the three or two villagers who were guarding scared two souls out, "Qing Wan, you... are you a human or a ghost?"

The woman is wearing a bright red dress, bright and colorful, she is smiling cleverly with her fingers, and her ten fingers are red Koudan.

No, look carefully, it is clearly dried blood.

The news of Qing Wan's death was suppressed by Zhuang Bai, but he couldn't hold back the spreading of it. Within an hour, everyone knew the news that Qing Wan died because of a bowl of fox blood.

"Is life and death important?" Qing Wan stepped forward, leaning her delicate body against the man's chest, feeling the body that suddenly became stiff, and sneered in her heart, but a bell-like laughter overflowed from her lips, "Wu Lang, You used to say you would take me away from here, but now you still remember the promise you made?"

The ugly man named Wu Lang was sweating profusely, and his blood-stained fingertips kept brushing across his face. Thinking about what he had done in the past, he suddenly felt that his slightly pointed and long red nails could poke a hole out of him at any time. hole.

"Come on," the woman sighed, "If you still remember, I still miss the old love, please spare your life, Mr. Hu Immortal."

"Master Fox Immortal?"

"Yes," the woman's weak and boneless body approached again, "otherwise, why do you think I would come back to life? You have done such evil things, to the fox clan, you skinned and cramped, hanged to let blood, and to the same clan, even more so. Kill the killer and let his bones rot!"

Hearing this, someone moved towards the door, and before they could go out, they were thrown back by a strong force.

Qing Wan's eyes flashed with the joy of revenge, "Don't run away, I will take the place of Master Hu Immortal for the evil you have done, and get it back from you bit by bit!"

The storm seems to be more violent, with a destructive momentum, it is bound to cleanse the world of ugliness.

The poisoned villagers showed no signs of recovery, their eyes were closed tightly, their faces were ashen. If it wasn't for their weak breathing, they might have thought that the people lying there were dead bodies.

Listening to the report, Zhuang Bai had a premonition that this rainstorm might not stop easily.

More and more villagers went missing, and people from the caravan were also missing. The secret room where He Cheng was held had been emptied long ago, and all that was left on the scene was a wisp of fiery red fur.There were hundreds if not a thousand golden-eyed spirit foxes that died in his hands. The smooth texture and blood-like color made him unmistakable no matter what.

Is there a spirit fox in the mountains?

Or is someone taking the opportunity to pick things up?

He had always been the one who hid behind his back to make troubles, but now that his identity was reversed, Zhuang Bai faintly felt like retreating.

With a swipe, the door opened wide, and the strong wind blowing in blew out the candlelight. It was clearly in the afternoon, but the inside of the house was as palpitating as a long night in the middle of the night.

"Go and close the door."

The instigated villagers dared not speak out.The door was closed again, even bolted.The gust of wind knocked on the door, and the door was knocked loudly, and everyone lighted the lamps with one heart.

Faint lights reappeared.

"what--!!!!!"

Screaming loudly.

Zhuang Bai kicked over with a livid face: "It's called the soul!"

The villagers held their heads and raised their hands tremblingly: "They, they sat up."

I saw the poisoned villagers who were still lying on the bed just now sat up by themselves, their pale faces were facing everyone, and their closed eyes seemed to be opened in the next moment.The timid villagers found the rice vat and buried their heads in it.Zhuang Bai dragged the man out, and roared bitterly: "Can't you see, someone is pretending to be a ghost!"

"But I'm afraid." The villagers trembled, their eyes suddenly stopped on the wall behind Zhuang Bai, "There is..."

Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Useless things!" Zhuang Bai let go of his hand, and suddenly, the moving shadow on the wall caught his gaze.

Excluding the poisoned people, including him, there are five people standing in the room, but how could there be six shadows on the wall?

Suddenly, shrill laughter came from the ears, which seemed to be crying again. The high and low voices scratched everyone's scalps and stirred their nerves.

Soon, someone noticed that there was an extra shadow on the wall, with a pair of animal ears on it.

"A fox...is a fox!"

"It's the soul fox returning to eat people!"

"Help!"

Everyone flocked to the gate and pulled the latch, but found that the gate could not be opened no matter what, as if there was a force trying to trap them here to death.

At this moment, someone saw through the crack of the door——

A pair of bright golden pupils.