Senior Brother, yes you are right!

Chapter 95: Fellow countryman, open the door

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The sun is high in the sky, it is noon.

On a hilltop, three figures appeared along the sunlight. Under the sunlight, the three figures could not be seen clearly.

"Brother, there is a town ahead, and there seem to be people there." Wang Qi said, pointing to a town below.

Looking down from a high place, you can see the whole picture of the town. It is not comparable to the villages I have encountered before. It is a big town.

They had stayed up all night and had been traveling all the way until now, and only then did they discover this big town.

"Let's go."

Song Yin glanced at the town in front of him, jumped, and with a yellow wind, he fell directly from a great height and ran towards the town.

This town has no walls or fences, and naturally no gatekeepers. The buildings in the town are not arranged in layers. There are large houses and bungalows, and there are shops around. But the strange thing is.

No one.

The town was unusually quiet at this time. When Song Yin and his friends approached, they could only see that the doors and windows of every household were closed. The streets were empty, not even garbage. It was very clean.

Even in an uninhabited village, there would be traces of life left behind, but this town was as clean as if it had been licked.

Zhang Feixuan waved his folding fan, looked around, and said, "Another deserted place? Did they all flee?"

Song Yin didn't say anything and continued forward, passing the buildings with closed doors and windows and reaching the center of the town.

Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen suddenly widened their eyes, first looked in front of the town, then looked back, and suddenly felt a little confused.

Behind them, they saw a complete building with closed doors and windows.

As they moved forward, they saw that the doors of the buildings were wide open, and some even had no doors. The houses were empty except for a few wooden pieces of furniture. The street was as clean as this, with nothing else inside.

The locations of the vendors on the street were also strange. There were several upright wooden poles that looked like they were used to support the sheds, but the shed cloths were obviously gone. The ground was clean, with some wooden boards left there.

It looked like it had been visited by some bandits.

"this"

Zhang Feixuan was a little confused, "You're just fleeing, why are you taking everything with you?"

Song Yin shook his head, then turned around and stared at a house with closed doors and windows, walked up and knocked on the door directly: "Old fellow, open the door."

Anyone

Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi were both stunned. There didn't seem to be anyone around.

Including the room where Song Yin was knocking on the door, no matter how hard he knocked, there was still no sound.

But my brother wouldn't make a mistake.

"Brother, let me do it!"

Wang Qi rolled up his sleeves, his chest puffed out, and walked forward to knock down the broken wooden door with one punch.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from inside the door, followed by a weak voice.

“Yes, who is it?”

Song Yin smiled and said, "My fellow countryman, I am a cultivator from the Golden Immortal Sect, specializing in slaying demons and monsters. May I ask where this is and what happened that has caused you to stay indoors?"

"Xiu, a Taoist. Great Immortal?"

The sound from inside the door was obviously surprised, and the door shook as if it wanted to open, but soon other sounds were heard from inside, stopping the door.

"Master, this is Huren Town. Let's leave quickly. There are monsters here and many people have fled." A different voice came from inside the door.

"Why don't you open the door?!"

Wang Qi was unhappy and said, "Hey, my brother is talking to you with good intentions, why don't you open the door!"

"Third Junior Brother"

Song Yin glanced at him, somewhat displeased.

Wang Qi took a step back and smiled awkwardly: "Brother, I just feel unhappy."

Song Yin shook his head and said to the person inside the door: "Fellow villagers, we are here to get rid of monsters. Just tell us what monster it is, what its characteristics are, and where it is."

"You misunderstood, Immortal. If I were a real Immortal, I would have broken open this small door long ago. It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. The monster is unpredictable and often imitates human voices to get people to open the door. But once there is a small gap, the monster turns into wind and drills in. It doesn't kill or eat people, but the wind blows away everything in the house, leaving nothing behind."

"The immortal came here and saw that the outside was cleaner than a dog's lick. It didn't want anything except wood, and took away everything else. Many people fled because of this, but we really didn't want to leave our hometown, so we stayed."

Zhang Feixuan listened and raised his eyebrows, "Wind? It doesn't eat people or kill people, but likes to roll things up. Is that wind a kind of dark wind that likes to swirl and follow people's buttocks?"

"Yes! Just as the immortal said, it is that wind!" the people inside the door said in surprise.

"Second Junior Brother?" Song Yin looked over.

"Brother, they should be talking about 'Ghost Wind'. This is the herb we need."

Zhang Feixuan said: "The ghost wind likes this, but it is not a 'ghost', it is a 'monster'. Its body is a swirling dark wind, but that's the strange thing."

Song Yin stopped him from talking and bowed to the wooden door: "Okay, sorry to bother you, fellow villager."

As he spoke, he walked away from the building, came to the center of the street, and said, "Go on."

"Brother, the ghost wind is originally a gust of wind generated when mortals worship the dead. It represents the demands of the dead, so it will blow away paper money and the like. It also likes to follow people and sweep away things they leave behind. I have never heard of a ghost wind that can sweep away half a town." Zhang Feixuan said.

"Ah, is it a ghost wind? That's rare."

Wang Qizheng looked at the clean street and said with a click of his tongue, "Half of the town has been swept away. I've never seen anything like that before."

Zhang Feixuan nodded: "It is indeed strange. Ghost wind is originally a spirit. It does not hurt people, and even ordinary people cannot feel it. But it can sweep away half of the town."

Just like ants, if you see one you won't think anything, and if you see a nest of them you won't have any reaction either. But if you see a swarm of ants that covers half of the town, then there's something to be said for.

He pursed his lips and continued, "This kind of ghost wind usually appears in those families who have few sacrifices, and it doesn't appear all the time. There haven't been any major festivals for worship recently. Even if someone holds a seven-year festival, the ghost wind that appears is very small and will soon dissipate. I've never heard of a ghost wind that lasts for a long time."

But they were relieved by Gui Feng's words.

It’s okay as long as it’s not a big monster or demon. Those things don’t eat people. After they’ve been rolled up enough, they will dissipate on their own. No matter how big it is, it will dissipate.

But in the current situation, this ghost wind has obviously existed for a long time, and the news has spread all around, which is why people are fleeing.

What's even more bizarre is that the mortals inside the door said that the ghost wind could trick people into opening the door? And then sweep away things.

Can a monster become a spirit again

At this time, Song Yin looked forward and said, "No need to guess, just take a look and you will know."

Following Song Yin's words, the two of them subconsciously looked over there, and saw a black evil spirit inexplicably rising in the sky, spinning there, and instantly rushed into the town.

The evil black wind split into several strands, which instantly penetrated into the empty buildings with their doors wide open, and continued to roll there.

It was clearly wind, but it made no sound. It blew the buildings but did not shake the remaining wooden tables and chairs. It was completely silent.

The wind quickly swept across half of the town, swirling on the ground and reaching the homes with their doors closed.

Knock Knock

Inexplicably, as the wind blew, there were sudden knocking sounds on the doors and windows.

"Old fellow, open the door."

"It's me. It's me."

"Your grandpa is back."

"Open the door quickly, I am the immortal you are worshipping!"

Countless voices mixed together and echoed throughout the town.