I didn't become a human today

A blood corpse with a bright red body rolled out of one of the dye vats like this

The whole body of the blood corpse was soaked, curled up in the dye vat like a baby in its mother's womb, motionless, with ice scum still on its body.

Liang Xingye pointed his sword at the blood corpse's lifeblood, his expression became more and more indifferent, "If I guess correctly, this is your son."

The old man knelt down in front of him with a plop, his eyes widened, and he stretched out his old arm full of ravines, and grabbed Liang Xingye's clothes, "Please, don't kill him, don't kill him!"

Now it's all right, when the old man stretched out his hand, even Ji Ran saw that there were wounds all over his wrists, these wounds were left by cutting his wrists and bleeding all the year round.

On the side, Liang Xingye's icy voice continued, "Do you think that if you nourish him with your own blood, he will shed his scorched skin, grow blood and flesh, and become an adult again? You see clearly, what you raised is just a monster. "

After finishing speaking, he swung his sword down without hesitation, and the bright red blood dripped from the sword edge. Amidst the old man's almost crazy screams, he finished the last sentence left to him, "People are always It is impossible to come back from the dead, and those who come back to life have already become monsters."

The old man was almost crying, and threw himself on the blood corpse with a face full of despair, as if his only belief was broken

Liang Xingye returned to the inn with his usual expression. Ji Ran felt a strange atmosphere and didn't speak.

His knuckles were a little red from the cold, and after he came back, he sat with his back to the door. Ji Ran looked at the side for a while, then walked forward with some helplessness, and licked his hand.

His hands were icy cold, although the expression on his face didn't change much, but Ji Ran could feel that he was no longer the high-spirited appearance when he went out.

"Do you think it's cruel for me to do this?" He spoke, his voice as clear as ever.

"You are right to do this. Although the blood corpse was soaked in the dyeing vat by the medicine, it is not aggressive, but if one day the dyeing vat can't hold him, he will still hurt people if he runs out. There will be more Many people died."

Ji Ran thought carefully about what happened today, "I think the blood corpse today is different from the one we met on the mountain. This blood corpse is obviously not aggressive, and it may have something to do with the potion he soaked in. As for the old man, he is just an ordinary person, not like someone who can come up with such a method, this potion should be given to him by someone else."

Seeing that Mr. Liang didn't speak, Ji Ran said again: "Tomorrow we can go to his house and ask."

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Early the next morning, bad news came.All of a sudden, everyone in Musong Town knew that the old man who lost his son and refused to open the dyeing workshop hanged himself overnight with his wife.

Hearing the news, Ji Ran subconsciously glanced at Mr. Liang, only to find that the guy looked as usual, and when he went out, he returned to his usual high-spirited appearance, but he was stunned for a moment when he passed the incense and candle shop, and he soon disappeared. Slowed down.

Many people went to offer their condolences, and the mayor of Musong Town also came forward to help arrange the funeral, which was considered a major event in the town.

The mayor ordered people to clean the snow in the courtyard, and then stood on a high place and started to mobilize everyone to pool together to buy thin coffins for the old couple. The town is full of simple people, but everyone is really shy in their pockets. All the money was used to store up some food, and now everyone can only scrape together the money for a thin coffin.

Liang Xingye and Ji Ran planned to go out of town today to investigate the source of other blood corpses. Ji Ran followed closely at his feet. I don't know if he passed by there on purpose, so he took out a few ingots of silver, enough to buy two pieces of quality Excellent coffin.

The mayor of Musong Town thanked him a lot, and everyone talked about this strange young man in thin clothes.

Liang Xingye didn't want to stay here for too long, but when he left, Ji Ran grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Ji Ran inexplicably "barked" twice in one direction. There were so many people here that he didn't dare to speak openly, but when he was about to leave just now, he actually smelled the medicine on one of the onlookers.

This smell is exactly the same as the potion they smelled in the dye vat to soak the blood corpses.

Liang Xingye noticed Ji Ran's abnormality, and immediately followed him.

Ji Ran walked through the crowd with his head up for a while, and suddenly saw a person wearing a bamboo hat leaving along the alley, it was him!

Ji Ran took a few steps, looked back at Liang Xingye, and motioned him to follow.

The man seemed to realize that he was being followed. At first, he walked very leisurely, but the further he walked, the faster he walked. Finally, he disappeared around the corner and disappeared.

Ji Ran secretly laughed in his heart, the person disappeared, but the smell would not disappear.

The man was squatting on the roof and looking down at the moment, trying to see who was following him all the way. Looking at it, he felt that something was wrong.

Two shadows, one big and one small, shrouded the man. The man was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw a person and a dog standing behind him, especially the rogue dog, who was still walking along the road he had just walked towards. In the direction of looking down, we pretended to look together for a while.

The man met the eyes of the dog. The mixed-haired dog squatted in the snow indifferently. The dog grinned and showed a strange smile at him. He was greatly frightened and leaned back. He fell off the roof and looked up to the sky. The bamboo hat on his head fell off, revealing a bald head. When he opened his eyes, he saw the dog standing on the eaves. His eyes did not look like a dog at all. dog eyes.

At this time, the boy on the roof picked up the dog and landed firmly beside him.

After the dog got down, it couldn't wait to step on his chest with its two front legs, grinning its teeth and pressing heavily, "Speak, bald! Did you teach the old man the medicine and the method of raising blood corpses?"

Being pressed down by the dog, the bald head and wide-eyed eyes finally opened his mouth, pointing at the dog, "You you you...you can speak human language?"

Although Liang Xingye on the side didn't speak, he glanced over at the right time.

The bald head was stunned for a while, then sat up halfway, clasped his hands together, and a string of jet-black and shiny Buddhist beads on his wrist was extremely eye-catching, "Amitabha, I did teach him that method, but I'm not a bad person, I'm a cultivator... ..."

He told the story in a nutshell, "That day Cangxue City was on fire, and I was there. His son heard that the daughter of the city lord of Cangxue City was trapped in the fire, so he rushed in without hesitation, and the fire was extinguished." Afterwards, he was carried out. He was dead and his skin was scorched black. The old man vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot. He wanted to seek death. I saw that he loved his son dearly, so I wanted to leave him a thought, so I taught him how to nourish blood I thought that maybe this way, he would not seek death, but I didn't expect the old couple to commit suicide."