Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 41

Outside the door, another young son of Li Chang was surprised. His mouth was full of blood and he looked like a ghost.

Everyone panicked and their bodies froze in place.

Li Zhang, who was still on guard, closed the door with a "bang", only to hear the scalp-numbing scratching sound from outside the door.

In such a situation, everyone finally believed that the Li Chang's youngest son had the disease of leaving the soul.

At the beginning, Bai Xi and Liu Sanlang squatted at night to catch the youngest son of the village head, and left after clearing the grievances of Yunxia Valley.She didn't know what happened afterwards, but she only heard a few words from the well-informed Liu Sanlang.

In the end, she didn't know how Baitou Village would deal with the village head's youngest son.

And as for dementia
"Miss Bai, are you okay?"

Di Jiang, who chatted with the gray-haired old lady for a while, finally remembered Bai Xi, and said that if Bai Xi had enough rest, they would continue on their way.

Staring at the strong Bai Xi and nodded, she continued to take the lead and walked at the forefront.

The plank road is very long, very narrow, and stretches as far as the eye can see.

The weather, which was originally calm and windless, suddenly picked up the wind without warning, and the river below set off layers of waves, slapping on the rocks non-stop.

The originally obedient emerald "Mountain Dragon" on the rock wall was blown by the wind like a blue dragon trying to break free.

The boards on the plank road made a harsh "creaking" sound, but they were quickly swept away by the whistling wind.

Bai Xi moved her fingers, feeling as if there were countless pairs of cold and evil eyes staring at her behind her.

Amidst the whistling wind, we could vaguely hear small and strange sounds, like countless little ghosts secretly plotting to do evil.

The clear sky became dark, and Bai Xi suddenly felt the wind blowing in the back of his head, and he swung his palm while he turned his head to avoid it.

A twisted forest snake slammed into the rock wall and made a "bang" sound. Along with the falling gravel, it fell down together and fell into the rushing river, disappearing in an instant.

"Miss Bai, be careful, there are many poisons on the mountain."

Di Jiang's slow reminder came from behind, and the condolences of the old man with gray hair: "Is the girl okay?"

There are many poisons in the forest, and the twisted forest snake is very common, it should be just an accident.

Bai Xi glanced at Di Jiang who was panting very badly, and the gray-haired old woman who was watching with concern and worry, and replied lightly.

"I'm very good."

The gray-haired old lady praised Bai Xi for being courageous and not panicking when things go wrong, and she must be a good hand in managing family affairs.

Like a gray-haired old woman who was reincarnated from Yuelao, regardless of what the parties thought, she tried her best to match Di Jiang and Bai Xi by talking to herself.

Di Jiang scratched his head with a smile, peeked at Bai Xi, and told the gray-haired old woman not to make fun of the two of them, but his expression was obviously very helpful.

Bai Xi, who was walking silently, seemed to have never heard what the gray-haired old woman said. Seeing that Bai Xi didn't react at all, the gray-haired old woman felt bored, so she changed the subject and said that when she was young, she had been in Wu County City Lord's office. The mansion served as a maidservant for the wife of the city lord.

One year, the city lord celebrated his birthday and invited a puppeteer to perform. She ran to peek and forgot to serve his wife, and almost got a board.

Recalling the past, the gray-haired old woman, who had a sense of vicissitudes, seemed to inadvertently ask Di Jiang if he was a puppeteer?
Di Jiang, who had been chatting opportunistically with the gray-haired old woman, seemed to have become dumb, walking with his head bowed and not answering.

The sky became more and more gloomy, at noon, as if the sun was sinking in the evening, the whole plank road was shrouded in haze and darkness.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you, lad?"

The gray-haired old woman stretched out her hand towards Di Jiang who was walking in front of her. Suddenly, the wind picked up and blew the white cloth sheet on Di Jiang's back into the air.

What Di Jiang was carrying was not a puppet, but a child with drooping limbs, as if seriously ill.

Since it is a human being, why should it be covered with a white cloth? The startled gray-haired old woman patted her chest and scolded Di Jiang for not being able to take care of the child.

The silent Di Jiang said nothing, while the child on his back suddenly turned his head 180 degrees, met the eyes of the gray-haired old woman, and grinned with a sinister smile.

It is impossible for a person's head to turn 180 degrees. The pale old woman was startled and screamed out.

Bai Xi, who was walking at the forefront, stopped abruptly, without looking back, but staring straight at the person standing at the end of the plank road.

The man had a square face, with slightly protruding browbones, thick lips, and the corners of his mouth were raised upwards. He smiled strangely. He looked exactly like Zhuang Zhu, the son of the old woman with gray hair on his back. He also wore the same style of off-white linen shorts. Clothes.

The sly smile in front of the plank road is strong, like a ghost messenger standing on the bridge of Naihe to meet the little devil.

Bai Xi, who glanced back quickly, saw the expressionless Zhuo Shu, who was confronting Di Jiang with the gray-haired old woman on his back.

Thinking of the gray-haired old woman saying that her son suffered from the disease of leaving the soul, Bai Xi narrowed her eyes slightly.

Standing at the end of the plank road, Shou Xiao Zhuang Shi suddenly moved, shaking his shoulders, swinging his arms, a hungry tiger leaped towards Bai Xi.

Bai Xi soared into the air, stepped on the railings of the plank road on both sides with both feet, and slapped the horse in the air.

The sly and sturdy figure rushing towards Bai Xi flashed, and disappeared into the protruding mist like a ghost that came and went without a trace.

Bai hoped that the fog was getting thicker and thicker in front of him, and he landed in a spin, looking behind him.

It's just that he didn't see it clearly, and suddenly his head got windy, and he hurriedly turned and jumped onto the railing of the plank road.

The sly smile that suddenly appeared, flashed across the plank road like a ghost, and disappeared into the thick fog at the end of the plank road again.

Standing on the railing, Bai Xi stared at the mist in the distance with bated breath, and the white demonic aura lingered between her fingers, but she didn't see the sturdy figure with a sly smile.

Turning her head, she saw the plank road behind. Di Jiang, who was out of breath, was supporting the rock wall. The old woman with gray hair was still on her son's strong back. All three of them raised their heads and looked at the top of the rock wall.

On the rock wall, broken stones "crashed" and kept sliding down. The one looked exactly the same as Zhuang Shun, dressed in the same clothes, but with a mournful expression and drooping mouth. In bun, the pale-faced boy was chasing after him.

It turned out that Di Jiang's back was covered by a white cloth sheet, which was a mechanism puppet, made exactly like a real person, as if wrapping wood with human flesh and blood.

Although Bai Xi had guessed earlier, he was still surprised that this puppet was too human-like.

Di Jiang's mechanism puppets are very powerful in fighting. When fighting against the three brothers of the Zhao family before, if he used the mechanism puppets, he could kill the three brothers of the Zhao family in an instant. Xi, do you not want to expose the identity of the puppet master in front of Bai Xi?
Or do you want to test Bai Xi's skills?

Bai Xi narrowed her eyes, and then looked at the gray-haired old woman with a blank face and a strong back.

An ordinary old lady with handicapped legs can tell at a glance that Di Jiang is carrying a puppet on his back. Is this normal?

(End of this chapter)