The Villain Has Blackened Again

After being silent for a long time, Meng Ziyi gave a low hum.

Nan Xun said again: I knew that the master is very powerful.

Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and said apologetically, Master, have I disturbed you again? I promise this time, if you don't call me, I won't speak.

Meng Ziyi paused for a moment, and said indifferently, Forget it, everyone has curiosity, it's not good to hold you back.

Master, you really are a good person. Nan Xun said softly and then calmed down, as if he had gone to rest.

The blood stains on Meng Ziyi's face had already been cleaned, but the blood stains on the robe could not be washed away. After drying, there were still some blood stains. In addition, he was holding a large sword in his hand, and there were three short swords behind him, a pair of Jianghu knights. Although he looks handsome, his expression is extremely cold, so when he first entered the village, the villagers all stared at him vigilantly.

Meng Ziyi was accustomed to these gazes, so he passed over the vigilant villagers and went straight to the deep mountain behind the village.

The villagers were shocked when they saw his whereabouts. A kind aunt stopped him and briefly told him about the village. Only then did Meng Ziyi and Nan Xun have a conversation.

The aunt brought a bowl of porridge to Meng Ziyi. This can no longer be called porridge. The grains of rice in it are so few that you can count them. She said that it was about the same as rice soup.

When Nan Xun saw it, he was extremely glad that he was not an ordinary demon and could not eat whole grains.

Meng Ziyi did not despise the aunt's rice porridge and wild vegetables, and even took out his own dry food to share with her.

The hard and dry flatbread was a rare delicacy in the eyes of the aunt, and she devoured it.

My son has gone to the town for a day job, and he will not be able to bring food back until tomorrow. The rice at home was exhausted the day before yesterday. Alas, there is no way, no one has been going up the mountain recently, so the young and middle-aged people in the village have to go to the nearest town to find them. Work hard, or you'll starve to death...

The aunt took advantage of it and talked more, Our usual livelihood depends on the mountain behind, where we can hunt, dig for medicinal materials, and there are many fruit trees. After picking these things, we can go to the town in front of us. Going to buy and sell some rice, but since last month—

The aunt was obviously afraid of something, so she got stuck here.

Mencius said lightly, It's fine if you don't say it. I'll know when I go to the mountains at night.

The aunt's expression changed greatly, Little brother, you can't go, you can't go! Didn't I tell you it was haunted?

After hesitating again and again, the aunt still talked about the matter, her voice was very low, There is a girl named Sun Xiaomei in our village, she is very handsome, and she was originally married to the son of the village chief's family, how can I think this girl is inappropriate , got together with the son of the old Zhao family, it is said that there is still a seed in the stomach.

Speaking of this, the aunt sighed heavily, How could this girl Xiaomei do such a stupid thing, the son of the village chief's family is much better than the old Zhao family, and he is still a scholar.

Hearing this, Meng Ziyi subconsciously stroked the scabbard of the Demon Slayer Sword, and he touched a soft spot without noticing, his hand trembled, and he quickly retracted.

Nan Xun gave a small snort.

The aunt didn't hear it, and continued: There are rules handed down in the village, and women who do such indiscreet things must be immersed in pig cages. Although the village is not agreeing, the old people in the village insist on doing this. We There is a river near the village. Pinger uses the water in the river for cooking. Considering this, the matter was delayed. Later, the village just persuaded the old people to stop. It's just that the marriage of Xiaomei's family was withdrawn, and no one would have thought that... sigh, a few days later, Xiaomei, wearing a red wedding dress, just hanged herself from a tree with a crooked neck on the mountain.

Meng Ziyi raised his eyes slightly, and tapped his knuckles on the table lightly twice, Ghosts are afraid of red, but if you wear red before you die, and your resentment lingers after you die, then there is no doubt that you are a serious ghost. With one corpse and two lives, that's a ghost among ghosts.

When the aunt heard this, her face turned pale, Master also believes that it was Xiaomei who turned into a ghost and came to collect the debt? But she was incorrupt and hanged herself, this... Who is going to collect the debt?

A few days ago, the men who went to the mountain disappeared one by one, and no one dared to go up the mountain after that. Could it be that these are all done by Xiaomei? I still don't believe it when they say it's haunted, how can a ghost come out in broad daylight to harm people.

After speaking, the aunt murmured: But the trees in the forest are tall, covering the sky and the sun, and the day is no different from the evening.

Meng Ziyi explained: The ghosts who are too resentful are no longer afraid of the weak sunlight, and they can come out in the evening to harm people.

Sorry, could it be that Xiaomei harmed those people? The more she thought about it, the more shocked she became. She just doesn't understand, how could Xiaomei become a ghost, is there any grievance in her death?

Yes or not, you can tell at a glance. Meng Ziyi leaned on the Demon Slayer Sword and stood up, but before the scabbard fell to the ground, he took it back in time and changed it to a wooden stick on one side.

What are you doing, little brother... ah, since you know that the mountain is haunted, why are you still going up the mountain? The aunt was a little speechless.

Mencius said lightly, I'm a demon hunter, and all demons and ghosts are caught. I was born to eat this bowl of rice.

When the aunt heard this, she was excited, and immediately changed her words, Is the little brother a monster hunter? Then you have to help our village!

Meng Ziyi said that he would leave. Even though he knew what he was doing, the aunt gave an order and gave a detailed description of what Sun Xiaomei looked like.

After the people left, the aunt hurriedly found Muzheng and told the story. Before long, everyone in the village knew that a blind demon hunter had gone up the mountain to hunt ghosts.

Master, there is a convex stone on the ground ahead, be careful. A woman's soft voice came from the scabbard.

Meng Ziyi paused for a moment, pursed his lips and said, I have walked a lot of mountain roads. If I can't avoid even a bump, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

When he was about to reach the ledge, his right foot took a big step, and it passed the ledge with ease.

Nan Xun smiled, Master lied, I saw you trip over a stone several times along the way, but Master quickly stabilized after being tripped, and it looked like you didn't trip over.

Master, the thumbs on your boots are almost sticking out, and if you trip a few more times, these boots will really be useless. I'm not worried about you, I'm just worried about your feet.

Meng Ziyi frowned slightly, and said lightly, A lot of things.

Nan Xun's chuckle was more obvious, Okay, Master, I was wrong.

The other party's attitude of admitting his mistake was very good, and Meng Ziyi was speechless at once.