According to that person, about half a year ago, Shen Yin appeared near here.
She is a killing god who kills anyone she sees, like a murdering puppet.
Many monks died in her hands.
The only thing she said was that her name was Shen Yin and she was from the Magic Mountain.
Because of her terrifying strength, people in nearby towns are very afraid of her, and now hearing her name is the scene just now.
Chuzheng looked down at his hand.
These hands were white and delicate, and they didn't look like murderous hands at all.
This body is a bit nasty...
Now that she occupies this body, what about the original owner of this body
All kinds of strange thoughts flashed in Chu Zheng's mind.
Chuzheng put down his hand and glanced at the person on the ground: "Do you know where Wuyin Town is?"
"Five... Yinzhen?" The man shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of it.
Chu Zheng lifted his clothes and squatted down, and looked at the man: "Go and find out, and find out where Wuyin Town is, I won't kill you."
"..." Didn't you just say you wouldn't kill me? Why did it change again!
Of course, he didn't dare to challenge Chuzheng and nodded again and again.
The man shivered and got up and turned around.
Chuzheng grabbed him by the collar and made a sinister threat: "It's better not to run..."
It would be very troublesome for me to catch another person.
"No... no no... dare not." How dare he run.
What's more, the town is so big, where can he go, I heard that this person slaughtered the city in a matter of breaths.
Chuzheng let go of his hand and motioned for him to hurry up.
"Would you like to sit down for a while?" Chuzheng turned her head and asked her card.
Jing Po looked at the street full of clutter and the gate was closed, the question of 'how to sit' seemed to be written on his small face.
Chuzheng turned the coffin over and patted the bottom: "Sit."
Surprised: "… "
-
On the empty street, a boy wrapped in a white hood sat on the upside-down coffin, sitting inexplicably well-behaved.
The little girl standing next to her took a few steps from time to time, looking in the direction of the town with a stern expression.
Many people in the town are watching.
I thought she would start killing people, but who knew that she just arrested one person, and she didn't know what she said, but now she didn't do anything.
Soon the man knocked on everyone's door and asked if he knew where Wuyin Town was.
People in Jinchan Town have never heard of this Wuyin Town. They can be 100% sure that there is no such place within a radius of twenty miles.
"That's what she asked?" Someone grabbed the man and asked, "Will she kill us? I heard that she slaughtered a village before."
"I don't know either..." The man was about to cry without tears, and everyone had to ask him that.
"What did she ask this for?"
"… I have no idea!"
"What did she ask you just now?"
"… "
From the question and answer at the beginning to the numbness at the back, as long as he gets the answer, he will leave immediately and never stop.
Jinchan Town is so big, the man quickly finished asking.
The man ran back and replied cautiously: "I've finished asking, no one knows where the Wuyin Town you mentioned is."
Chuzheng: "… "
The man swallowed and said, "But you can go to the mountain behind to find that strange old man, he claims to know everything."
Chu Zheng raised his eyebrows, suspecting that this person was causing misfortune.
The man patted his chest and assured: "I didn't lie to you, he really knows a lot of things. People in our town call him a know-it-all."
Chuzheng: "… "
You just called him a weird old man!
Chu Zheng turned around and helped Jing Po down: "Go and have a look?" The dead horse became a living horse doctor.
"… Hmm." Jing Po nodded obediently.
Seeing that Chuzheng was leaving, the man was obviously relieved.
don't die...
"you."
Chuzheng pointed at the man, and the breath he had just let out abruptly lifted up.
"You... what else do you order?"
"lead the way."
"… "
The man's face turned ashen.
Why was he so unlucky to be the first to be caught by her
Obviously there is Wang Mazi who sells tofu in front of him, why is it his turn!
In the bottom of my heart, I weighed the probability of my opposition to escape and survived, and finally chose to lead the way.
It's better to die than live.
He also saved the whole town, didn't he
Thinking about it this way, that person felt much better.
-
There is a mountain behind Jinchan Town. What's even more amazing is that there are clouds and mists around here.
If there is no person from Jinchan Town to lead the way, it is easy to get lost after entering.
Chuzheng's coffin is not easy to go up the mountain, but it can't be left behind. Chuzheng is very tired.
Jingpo was originally walking in front, but he suddenly went around to the back, propped up the coffin, and pushed it up.
Chuzheng: "I don't need you."
Jingpo: "I… can help you."
Chuzheng: "… "
Don't make trouble, you're helping me a lot!
The person who was leading the way was embarrassed. He didn't know why the devil wanted to bring such a coffin, and he had to take it up the mountain.
No one wants it if it's thrown there.
-
"It's there." The man pointed to the thatched hut faintly visible in the thick fog: "He lives there, you should be able to see him in the past."
"Well. You can go."
The man's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned to leave.
He ran in a hurry and accidentally bumped into the boy's arm behind him. The boy's fingers trembled slightly, and the hood he was pulling fell off.
Under the hood, the silver-white hair is in the mist, like the moonlight, it is a gentle color.
The young man looks even more beautiful, like a mist elf coming out of the morning mist.
The man looked a little dazed, what kind of fairy is this
so pretty...
"what-"
The man's body crooked, his feet slipped, and he rolled down the slope.
The screams gradually disappeared in the fog.
Chuzheng put the coffin on the open space and looked around first.
"Wait for me here." Chu Zheng let Jing Po wait in place, and she went over to take a look.
As soon as Chu Zheng walked outside the thatched hut, he heard a voice from inside: "Come in."
The voice was rough and unpleasant, like an old witch living in a deep forest, gloomy.
Chuzheng raised her eyebrows and pushed open the door of the thatched cottage.
The ragged old man was lying in a shabby chair, facing the door.
The folds on his face are like dead tree bark, the eyelids are pulled down, and the eyes are dull, like... invisible.
"The guests came from afar, what's the matter?" The old man couldn't really see, there was no focus in his eyes.
Chuzheng didn't ask any more questions, and asked directly, "Do you know Wuyin Town?"
"Yes, the guest wants to go?"
"Ok."
The old man said in a low voice, "The guest is still missing one thing."
"what?"
"soul."
-
After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes, raised his hand and waved, indicating that Chuzheng could leave.
Chuzheng exited and took it to the door.
Jingpo stood beside the coffin, waiting for her obediently.
"Know... Do you know?"
"Ok."
"Where... where?" Jing Po's eyes brightened.
"Not far from here."
"… Then shall we go now?"
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