The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 188 Villagers Please Close Your Eyes

Now, everyone finally understood the reason for this "excessive diligence".

Gao Manzheng's face was serious, he stopped in front of Jian Baisan and the others, and stared at the village head in front: "Dare you?"

"Zhongqi!" he ordered, "go for a ride."

Zhongqi didn't move: "Master Hou..."

"The horse was led away by them at the beginning."

Gao Manzheng's face was ugly.

The village chief has hope in his eyes.

There were murderous corpses in this village, and countless people died. They called the superior officer, the village head, to solve the problem, and he died as a result.

Since then, their village has been abandoned.

There were only six horses in the village, and they called the youngest and strongest boy out to send a message, but there has been no reply so far.

Unexpectedly, a Hou Ye came at this time, and this Hou Ye was their only life-saving straw.

However, Gao Manzheng knew that these villagers were desperate and could not be forced any further.

His tone softened: "You can see if this is okay. I am the Marquis of Fanzhou in the capital, and I will give you the token. Let's leave now and bring someone back."

"No! No!" said the village chief, "you will never come back after you leave! None of you can leave! None of you can!"

"Wait," Jian Baisan endured the feeling of weakness all over his body, and slowly walked up from behind, looking at several villagers: "Please explain the matter clearly."

"About how this murderous corpse killed people, what did you do, and how do you want to solve it——if you don't explain these clearly, the help you ask for is meaningless."

"The first one, I want to ask. How many people does this murderous corpse you mentioned kill at a time?"

Seeing them, the village head felt that they were willing to stay, so he couldn't help being overjoyed.

Before he could speak, a woman with tears on her face raised her head and said, "She kills two or three families in one night! There is no law! Even the town can't be suppressed!"

"For seven days now, we have died in seventeen households, more than 50 people—God, my nephew, my grandmother, all died—"

"Not a single incense stick is left!!"

The voice is so shrill that people dare not listen to it.

Even Liu Jingyun, who was originally angry, frowned.

A few people in the back row got up, dragged a coffin abruptly from a certain place, and showed Jian Baisan.

After opening it, it was a man whose body had been slightly decomposed. His clothes were worn out, but there was no injury, only a frightened expression.

Gao Manzheng immediately waved his hand to signal Xiaobi to take his wife away.

"It's okay, don't close it." Jian Baisan waved his hand and said casually, his voice and expression were unexpectedly calm and steady.

So much so that no one cared about the weakness in her voice.

Jian Baisan's unquestionable calm demeanor could even overwhelm a prince.

"I still need to know the answer to one question. You won't let us leave so that we can die with you—"

Liu Jingyun clutched her stomach and shook her body slightly.

"Still really want to ask for help."

"If it is for help, then let the pregnant woman go, I can stay here until the problem is resolved."

"If you want us here just to get revenge when nobody cares about you,"

"Then you can see whether you died early or we died early."

Gao Manzheng added: "Not bad!"

There was finally a trace of cruelty in his eyes, "It is a felony to stop a prince's car! If you let my wife go, we will help you, let alone punish you."

"If you choose the latter option, it doesn't matter whether you survive or not in the end, the Marquis's personal guards are not vegetarian."

The village chief and the others looked at each other, and after a while, he said tremblingly, "You all can't leave—for three days."

"I can't let you go. But if you don't die in three days, and there is no solution to the problem-you can go."

……

It was midnight, and no one fell asleep.

Jian Baisan washed the blood off his hands and walked into the main house.

Gao Manzheng didn't dare to sleep, and sat beside the bed with a sword in his hand, while Liu Jingyun lay in it, sobbing softly.

Hearing Jian Baisan's return, she poked her head out immediately: "You, did you really go to dissect that?"

Jian Baisan had stomach cramps, and felt dizzy for a while, but he was still afraid that the bloody and stench on his body would rush to them, so he couldn't help but stand far away, and said, "Yes."

"Did you notice anything - your face is so ugly! Stop standing, hurry up, Xiaobi, take a stool! Hot water!"

"It's okay." Jian Baisan said.

She didn't sit down.

"The internal organs of those corpses are intact."

Gao Manzheng was taken aback: "What do you mean? They lied to us? Could it be that something happened in the capital—someone wants to hold us back?"

"No." Jian Baisan said, "I went to Yizhuang and opened up several unburied corpses. They all died recently."

Zhongqi looked at Jian Baisan in shock.

"That is, there were no wounds on their bodies. They died of damaged souls."

"Ling...soul?" Gao Manzheng and Liu Jingyun looked at each other and said, "Little friend Jian, what do you mean?"

"The most likely thing that killed them was that there were monks with the ability to kill souls, or just powerful souls."

"You...be careful." Jian Baisan said, "If there is really a monk here, we have to find another way."

Only then did Liu Jingyun remember: "That's right! You should be a monk too. Although you're making a long story short, but why did you come back? And why, so..."

She glanced at the pale Jian Baisan, but did not continue.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

"Any monk," Jian Baisan explained, "after passing through the barrier between here and the realm of comprehension, will weaken and recover after a period of time. I, in order to avoid the enemy, fled here temporarily."

"How long is a period of time?"

"It's as little as a week, as much as a month."

The eyes of the four dimmed again.

"Well, you haven't—"

"what--!"

In the silent countryside, a scream suddenly came from a distance.

Jian Baisan turned around and left.

"I gonna go see."

"Don't go!" Liu Jingyun was anxious, "You said you have no strength, so you will die if you go!"

"I must at least know the approximate strength of this person."

"Otherwise, it's too dangerous to face this threat without knowing anything."

"Jian Xiaoyou, if you go, isn't it more threatening to you?" Gao Manzheng persuaded, "You only live once!"

"It's okay," Jian Baisan said, "I'm used to it—but as long as I really want to survive every time, I will always survive."

Jian Baisan took the fruit knife on the table, turned around and walked out the door, rushing towards the place where the screams came from.

It is no other place than a village cemetery.

When Jian Baisan arrived, he saw a living person.

A very young, dirty little girl hugged a puppy and fell in front of an old grave. She was still in shock. When she saw Jian Baisan in black, she screamed again.

For the whole village was dead silent, with all the doors shut, and no one paid any attention to the little girl's screams, not even a low whisper.

Jian Baisan moved some distance away from her, and glanced at the tomb, which said Xu's Tomb.

In front of the grave, a wild flower wet with night dew was knocked crooked, and there was an empty bowl with a small piece of dried bacon in it.

Jian Baisan helped her up and said, "Don't be afraid——I heard you screaming just now, what's wrong?"

As if she didn't hear what Jian Baisan said, as soon as she stretched out her hand, the girl flinched, until Jian Baisan helped her up, she was still a little dazed, as if she couldn't react.

"What's wrong?" Jian Baisan asked again patiently.

The little girl still didn't respond, her lips were trembling, her eyes kept looking in one direction, her lips murmured, and she uttered two weird syllables, as soon as Jian Baisan let go of the hand that was supporting her, she ran wildly in one direction After leaving, only the barking of the puppy in my arms remained.

It turned out that the child was deaf.

Jian Baisan rearranged the flowers.

When no one dared to come out at night, her first scream must have seen something unusual.

She searched the cemetery, but found nothing until dawn.

When she returned to the courtyard, she saw a middle-aged man with an ugly face saying to the even more ugly Gao Manzheng, "Last night, the village chief's family died."

　I feel that I have completed a great transformation from a traditional immortal cultivator to a bloody old saying writer to a horror infinite stream writer

　　
　
(End of this chapter)