The Master of Metaphysics Returns at Full Level [Transmigration Book]

The eccentric words of the village chief and the gazes of the villagers in Yinshou Village were like hungry wolves on the grassland who have been starving for days.

Long Feifei's heart thumped? He sank to the bottom, always feeling that something big was going to happen this time.

The one who felt helpless? Not only Long Feifei, but also Ying Xing with the same calm face.

But no matter how ugly Long Feifei and Ying Xing's expressions are now, Wu Lian still looks indifferent, and his brown clear eyes fixed his eyes on Ying Mu who was held in Ying Lin's arms.

When the child was standing alone and being abused wantonly, his brother happened to arrive, and he should have cried out his grievances to his brother with a look of admiration.It's like the child on the opposite side is next to his mother, letting adults support him.But the child's expression was surprising. His little face was tense, and there was an indifference and alienation in his eyes that didn't belong to a child.

The weird eyes on the two small wrists were half-opened, and Gululu looked around the villagers, blinking and squinting for a while, as if silently mocking these ignorant villagers.

Wu Lian "looked" at the mountainside behind Yinshou Village, black air gushing out continuously, lingering around the child.The child's face was almost invisible under the black mist, and there were old, weak and young faces in the black mist.

Howling, cursing, resentment, and resentment were overwhelming, almost flooding the entire village.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Lian met a pair of childish black eyes, and there was a dead silence inside.

In the ear, Ying Lin bent down and bowed his head to apologize to the woman who had just made a big noise. The village chief proposed to send the child away, and the villagers were indifferent? Ignored.In the village? The black air suddenly became rapid and aggressive, and the black shadow transformed into various humanoid forms, old and young, screaming at everyone.

Zong Xuan, Ying Xing, who were sensitive to unnatural things, and Long Feifei, who was unresponsive, suddenly changed their expressions and looked up at the sky.

Wu Lian took a step forward, and there was a "boo" sound from around, as if something had been opened.

The surroundings were as quiet as a chicken, as if only the four of them survived in this space.

All the villagers turned their heads to stare at the four of Wu Lian, and said, "Welcome guests to participate in tonight's sacrifice, you must come, otherwise bad things will happen."

Immediately afterwards, the silence stretched infinitely, and the weird stalemate atmosphere was once again broken by the sharp crying of the child in the woman's arms.

The village chief was still smoking dry tobacco, and said something about sending Yingmu away, and Ying Lin begged the village chief not to send his younger brother away, and so on.The people in the village didn't seem to notice any difference around them. People and ghosts live together, people walk during the day, and ghosts walk around at night.

The natural shade has become the best place for ghosts to live and stay.

The village can no longer tell who is a human and who is a ghost.

Ying Xing thought to herself: What Brother Lian said about "Yindi", it seems to be true.

He looked at the people in front of him who stood by and watched Brother Lin, and carefully looked at their eyes. Even the most basic sympathy for the young? They didn't have pity, almost like paper dolls.

Ying Lin knelt down on the muddy ground, her forehead banging loudly on the ground.

Wu Lian turned around and left.

Long Feifei was stunned: "Oh? Brother Lian, why did you leave? Brother Lian, brother Lian!"

Zong Xuan followed Wu Lian without asking why.

"Team Zong?"

Ying Xing patted Long Feifei on the shoulder, "Brother Lian should have his reason for leaving, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, will you leave?"

"go!"

Long Feifei walked at the end, and could feel countless eyes behind him staring at his body like a salivating ghost? Flesh, Long Feifei's? The pace, followed by Ying Xing's side.

The stranger left, but the villagers turned their eyes away and turned to the two brothers of the Ying family.

In the end, without waiting for the village chief's soft-hearted consent, the villagers strongly demanded that Ying Lin lock Ying Mu at home and never let him out.

Ying Mu's thin hands, which wanted to be in the sleeves, were dug into the flesh, and the palms of the hands felt painful, paralyzing the nerves.He looked up at all the villagers present.

Was it noisy at first? The villagers met the child's pair of pupils, and stared at the man with compound eyes. The coldness made the back of the neck feel cold, and he took a step back.

"Village chief, look, look, these eyes are scary just looking at them, unlucky, unlucky!"

"You want me? Tell me, this monster killed my parents and everyone in the Ying family. Now maybe it will be our turn!"

"Why don't you sacrifice the monster to the mountain god for this sacrifice, maybe the mountain god can get rid of the evil spirits on him."

"It makes sense."

.........

Every word the villagers say to each other is full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality. In fact, the corresponding words are all malicious. A few words can determine the life and death of a child of only a few years old.

"do not want!"

Yingmu's forehead was red and swollen, and he knelt on the ground with red eyes, "I beg you, village chief, me? Please, he's just a child, and he doesn't understand anything at a young age. How can he let him die. As long as, as long as the village chief In a word, I? Lock him up at home. Oh no, I will take him away now, and I will never set foot in the village for the rest of my life!"

He looked up at the village chief. The village chief was sitting high on the top? The village chief was too far away, and his expression could not be seen clearly due to the smoke.

Ying Mu kowtowed in all directions again, with blood flowing from his forehead all over his face, "Me? Please let me go? Brother, he is just a child, how can I send him to die, me? I beg you ……”

The village chief finally spoke, "Skin monkey."

"village head."

"Keep Yinglin in the ancestral temple and release it after the sacrifice. As for Yingmu." The village head raised his eyelids and looked down at the child below, "You were born with bad luck. The head of the village, I can't let you destroy the whole village with a scourge like this, wait for the sacrifice tonight to help you get rid of the bad luck, and live a clean life in the next life."

The ups and downs of emotions finally made Ying Mu's eyes go dark, he fainted on the ground, and was dragged away by the monkey.

The glaring bloodstains on the ground made it seem like everyone couldn't see them. They showed a strange smile to the child standing alone. The smile became more and more upward, and it almost cracked behind the ears.

Tonight's Yinshou Village is not destined to be a peaceful night.

Wu Lian, who lived in the Ying family, was not surprised at all that the two brothers of the Ying family had not returned home.

From then on, Wu Lian turned and left, wondering why he followed him? Only then did Long Feifei know why Wu Lian turned around and left instead of helping his family.

Wu Lian said: "I want to know what kind of secrets Yinshou Village is hiding, just tonight?"

When the last light in the sky dissipated, the whole world became pitch black, except for a pale waning moon in the sky, which made people feel creepy.

Ying Xing sat in the courtyard and wiped the mahogany sword in his hand, and Long Feifei lay down on the seat bored, playing with the wild flowers he picked from nowhere.

"Here you are." Wu Lian handed the copper coin sword to Zong Xuan.

Originally, copper coins and swords should not be approached to kill evil, and the yang energy is pure.In addition? On the sword? Each copper coin has a long history. It was first refined by Yu Xuzi, and later by Wu Lian's pure Yang fire. The superimposed power of each other is so great that even the leader of Blood Rose fell on this copper coin sword? To be wiped out.

Zong Xun himself is a yin god, although he does not harm his body, he still instinctively resists pure yang things.His hand only paused for a second, and then he took the copper coin sword from Wu Lian's hand, and unexpectedly found that the pure yang energy of the sword itself was not so hot, and it was warm and moist in his hand.

Zong Xuan was so surprised that he was caught by the sharp-eyed Wu Lian.

"I have improved this copper coin sword, refined by the pure yang fire, and your body is already adapted to my pure yang breath, the copper coin sword will not repel you, on the contrary, you can play a considerable role with it. power."

Long Feifei could see it with the naked eye, his team leader's face was bright, and he was very surprised. Hearing what Wu Lian said, he immediately felt that the dog food was a bit full.

The gongs and drums in the village were blaring, Wu Lian and the others set out to rush to the lively places in the village.

No one noticed that the waning moon in the sky was slowly covered with a layer of blood mist.

The black air in the dark night flowed more recklessly to various places in the village, and even penetrated into a small stream like black ones. A small fish passed through the black snake, and the fish immediately turned into a puddle of sewage and followed the flowing stream down.

Just now, it was a crystal-clear stream, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a dark, rumbling, black water river. Faces of weeping and wailing in the river gushed out of the water, and quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

Wu Lian and the others entered the sacrificial place, and saw the strange child Yingmu tied to the high shelf.

Wearing a haori on the head and wearing a weird mask on the face, it looks like a priest in ancient times? People sing and dance around the altar with a small drum.Men, women and children in the village, with colorful patterns painted on their faces, also sang and danced around the altar.

In the lyrics of the local dialect, there is a kind of ancient and wonderful strange language.

"Feast!"

They rose in unison, and the villagers beat the time? The voice became louder and louder.

Yingmu, who was tied to the high shelf, stared straight at the man under the altar, with a kind of madness in his eyes.

The village chief hobbled up to the altar with a long knife.

Just then he raised his long knife and pointed it at Ying Mushi.

Wu Lian said softly, "Zong Xuan."

Zong Xuan cut off the long knife in the village head's hand with a copper coin sword, and with a few more crashes, all the ropes were cut off, and the child was held in Zong Xuan's arms and returned to Wu Lian's side.

The village head was broken into two lengths, and the other half was inserted straight into the soil not far away, and the village head was stunned for a long time holding the broken knife.

The person who played the priest was also dumbfounded. He forgot to jump off a great dancer, not to mention a group of singers and dancers standing there in a daze.

The village chief who had been dazed for a moment came back to his senses, angrily pointed a broken knife at Wu Lian and the others.

"Guests, our village treats you like a guest. What's the point of destroying the sacrifices in our village now? Don't think that we are easy to bully."

Before Wu Lian could speak, Long Feifei took his words first, and cursed back.

"Eat your family's rice? Did you spend a penny on your family? This is an era of peace, and it is an era of anti-feudal superstition, and you actually use living people to sacrifice! I don't think this mountain god is a good thing, living people He never refuses anyone who comes, obviously he is not a god of righteousness."

"Do you understand, a foreigner? It's not your turn to intervene in our village's affairs at this time."

It wasn't the village chief who said this sentence, but his neighbor next door.

"Oh, me? Say it, just say it! What are you doing against me?"

The author has something to say: Village Chief: Ahhhh!Very angry!I'll kill you first! ! !