Wu Min

Although Wu Min has woken up, the unfinished blood needs to be changed again, so the village chief still runs to Shen's house every day, scratching Wu Min's ring finger.Every time the needle was inserted, Wu Min wanted to cry, the pain was much worse than when he fainted, but looking at Shen Xiu who was in pain but remained motionless, he was too embarrassed to cry out the pain, so he had to grit his teeth and bear it, he doubted if he would do it again A few times, his teeth were about to be crushed.

The blood exchange lasted for a month. When the village chief announced that there would be no need for another blood exchange in the future, Wu Min jumped up excitedly, then his legs went limp, and he collapsed on the ground like a soft-legged shrimp. It was Shen Zhengran who picked him up and threw him on the ground. on the sofa.After this period of recuperation, Wu Min's body was fine, but he felt weak all over, as if he had just run [-] meters.Shen Xiu's situation is not much better than him. A person who was once so strong and tough would stop and rest for a while after walking a few steps. Even so, Shen Xiu still walks with Wu Min in the village every day, helping him as soon as possible. recover.

The gratitude in Wu Min's heart multiplied, and the guilt also increased day by day. Strength like Shen Xiu is the foundation of a master, and weakness is absolutely fatal. Whether he can be rescued in time when he is in danger, or if there is an accident during this period of time, Wu Min doesn't know what to do.

I told Shen Xiu the worries in my heart, unexpectedly Shen Xiu laughed and told him not to think about it, there is no safer place in the world without their village.Wu Min looked around, no matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary village, what kind of barrier can there be to protect them?

Shen Xiu didn't explain too much, but directly took Wu Min out of the village, to the farmland closest to the village, where the rice was drooping heavily, trembling in the breeze, and several villagers in vests were bending over Harvesting in the fields.In the north, only one crop of rice is planted a year, and it was the first time Wu Min saw rice that matured in mid-August. He was very surprised, and asked Shen Xiu happily, which province the village was in, and how many crops of land were planted a year.

"This is the border between the north and the south, rice..." Shen Xiu smiled meaningfully and did not answer Wu Min's question.Feeling tired from standing, Shen Xiu found a clean stone and took Wu Min to sit on it to watch the villagers work.The people in the village were very enthusiastic. Seeing Shen Xiu waving his sickle-holding hands to greet him, Wu Min found that their sickle blades were all black and gleamed faintly in the sun, which was quite scary.

The villagers moved very quickly, and soon the field in front of them was cut. The rice was thrown all over the place. Wu Min was a little puzzled. He went to the countryside when he was a child, and he remembered that the farmers would pile up the harvested rice in piles. It will be much more convenient when the ears of rice are harvested. If the villagers throw them around like this, do they have to clean them up again in the future?

Shen Xiu still smiled lightly without explaining too much. After the villagers moved to the distant fields to work, he took Wu Min home for lunch, and took him to the spiritual place behind the village to meditate in the afternoon.

In Wu Min's mind, the spiritual land must be like the holy land of the Xianzong sect in the Xianxia novels. It is so sacred that ordinary people are not allowed to approach it casually, and it is surrounded by mist, like a fairyland.But when I arrived at the spiritual land, I found that the disillusionment was a bit severe. Not to mention the celestial spirit was lingering, and there was no shelter around it. No matter how you looked at it, it was a wasteland where there was no way to grow crops.

On one side of the spiritual land is Shen Xiu's village, and on the other side is a large, slow-flowing river. The river is very wide. Occasionally, ducks and geese swim on the water. Chickens from unknown families are scattered on the spiritual land, in groups of two or three. Strolling around, Wu Min looked around and only had one positive comment on Lingdi—it was clean and hygienic.

Shen Xiu chose an open space near the river to sit cross-legged, and Wu Min followed silently, imitating Shen Xiu's sitting posture and sitting down, his whole body was sore after only 2 minutes, and he wished he could lie on the ground and sleep.Shen Xiu didn't force it either, he just said that it was enough for him to stay on the spirit ground for two hours, without emphasizing posture.

When Shen Xiu closed his eyes and meditated, Wu Min lazily lay down on the spiritual ground to bask in the sun. After drying his front and back, he rolled around happily.The group of walking chickens didn't seem to have seen anyone so casually on the spiritual ground, they all turned their heads curiously, and stared at him with small eyes without blinking.After rolling around twice, Wu Min was so tired that he couldn't breathe, so he simply lay down on the ground, picked up small stones on the ground and threw them at the group of chickens watching him.

A few little hens were frightened, flapping their wings and clucking and ran away. Wu Min turned to cocking. Unexpectedly, those two big roosters with fat bodies were so flexible that they could successfully hide every time. After his plotting, occasionally he would throw a disdainful little look at me, which means-you dare to hit me at your level?

Wu Min regained his energy, and after collecting a lot of stones, he began to attack uninterruptedly. Unexpectedly, the two roosters not only did not run away, but kept approaching as he threw the stones. When he was strong, two roosters had already detoured to him, took the opportunity to peck his thigh twice, and then fled away quickly.

Wu Min: "..." Being bullied by two chickens, will he be ridiculed to death by humans!

But he really didn't have the energy to compete with the two chickens, so he thought that when he recovered, he would have to buy the two chickens and stew them.After the battle came to an end, Wu Min lay down on the ground again, looked at the surrounding scenery, and then at the big cock that approached him from time to time.In his impression, no matter whether a rooster or a hen, the head looks a bit like an eagle, and the eyes are fierce. Even if they are docile, they can't change their "savage" appearance, but these two big roosters are completely different. His eyes are very soft, like a loving elder, and the whole chicken seems to glow when it stands there.

Tsk, could it be that he has been walking on the spiritual land for a long time and has mutated?Wu Min complained silently, and finally fell asleep under the warm sunshine.

When he was fast asleep, two big roosters walked up to him with small square steps and circled around him twice. The big white-haired rooster said to the colorful big rooster, "This kid is really stupid. "

The colorful big rooster nodded vigorously: "Well, it's really stupid, throwing so many stones didn't hit us both."

Big white-haired rooster: "Big idiot!" He said while pecking Wu Min's arm.Not to be outdone, the colorful rooster jumped on Wu Min and stepped on it several times.

Shen Xiu was overwhelmed by their noise, opened his eyes and stared at them, the two big roosters shrank their necks and ran away in despair.

Shen Xiu looked at the guy lying on the ground dumbfounded, who didn't even know he was being bullied by a chicken, and lamented that the half blood he exchanged was wasted, why couldn't he be stronger.The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Shen Xiu picked up two small stones on the ground and threw them away. The two big roosters who had been walking for tens of meters suddenly screamed, and ran away like burning their buttocks.

The next morning, Shen Xiu took Wu Min to the entrance of the village for a walk as usual. Wu Min was surprised to find that the field that had been harvested yesterday was full of rice again, and several villagers were skillfully harvesting it with sickles.Wu Min stared at this piece of rice that didn't know when it grew up, and was speechless.

"See." Shen Xiu was not surprised by his reaction, and pointed to the surrounding fields with a smile, "These fields are all grown once a day."

Wu Min swallowed his saliva, and watched in disbelief as the villagers quickly mowed one piece of land and moved on to the next. It seemed that their job was just to cut the rice, and how to deal with the rice was none of their business.

"These rice are different from those outside." Shen Xiu stretched out his hand to push back his jaw that was about to dislocate, and pulled him to sit on the rock yesterday and explained slowly, "The rice in the village cannot be eaten, every ear of rice you see , are all dead souls in debt.”

Wu Min suddenly remembered that Shen Xiu always planted an ear of rice between the eyebrows of zombies and ghosts, and then those things disappeared. So they didn't disappear, but were planted here?Then the villagers cut it like rice every day?

Can't help shivering, Wu Min's whole body is not very well.In the traditional concept of the Chinese people, after death, people will go to the underworld, and judge what kind of fetus they will reincarnate in the next life according to their merits and demerits in life.Right now, the behavior of the villagers in this village harvesting rice is a bit like the execution of the eighteenth floor of hell to punish the sinful ghosts... Then where is this village?Is this still a human world?

Shen Xiu knew what he was thinking just by looking at his changing face. He rubbed his head with a smile, pointed to the unremarkable half-human tall stone not far from the village and said, "I saw that stone. Well, that is the earliest stone tablet in our village, with the name of our village engraved on it."

Wu Min stretched his neck and looked at it for a long time, then ran over to take a look, and then ran back again. Although the handwriting on the stone tablet was blurred and illegible, it could be seen that it wasn't "Yellow Spring" or "Naihe" or something like that. Scary words, much more at ease.

"Our village is called Linhe Village, which is named after the river behind the spiritual land. The people in the village, including me, are ordinary people," Shen Xiu continued to explain to him, "About 200 years ago, here is still This is an ordinary village. Later, the ghosts of the underworld surged, so we contracted out some of the business. Because every household in our village is a practitioner, we became the first batch of contractors, responsible for punishing the evil spirits, which is equivalent to the function of the [-]th hell. .”

The corners of Wu Min's mouth cramped severely. How dare you even contract out the underworld business these years?Why does it feel so unreliable!

Shen Xiu didn't give him too much time to digest, and continued to introduce: "After all, the village is in the human world, and it is impossible to completely cut off contact with the mortal world, so the village head at that time and the King of Hades agreed to set the punishment method as harvesting rice. The sins can be paid off if the evil is cut three or five times, and enter the underworld along the track connecting the village to the underworld to be reincarnated. The big villains have to be planted in the ground for a long time. Naturally relieved after washing."

Looking at the countless ears of rice swaying in the wind, Wu Min's stomach twitched, and he asked in a trembling voice, "This should be the secret of your village, right?" I also know that it is definitely the highest level of secrets.

Shen Xiu nodded, the smile on his face gradually faded, the seriousness made Wu Min palpitate.

"Want to know why I told you this?"

Wu Min's eyes twitched. If he could choose, he would rather not know anything.