Rebellious Contract Beast

Looking at the back of the man pulling the cart, Tsurumi Chuyun was stunned for a moment. Finally, he smiled bitterly and did not chase. He pulled up his skirt and walked on the stone road.

Like just now, she and Shen Yi had met more than one before. She wanted to ask if there were any villages or towns ahead so that she could buy some food or sell elixirs.

And every time she asked a question, the person being asked either ignored her, or had the same frightened look on his face as the man just now.

Let alone talk to her.

People living in Jizhou are very silent and numb.

When she reached the middle of the stone path, she stopped, raised her head and looked into the distance. Through the light mist, she could see the emerald green plain to the east, shining with little waves.

But that was not a plain, but a grassy swamp that few people dared to set foot on.

Shen Yi saw it when he took her flying not long ago. The water-covering grassland was very large, accounting for almost one-third of Jizhou's area.

Tsurumi Chuyun also knew that he and Shen Yi were currently on the boundary around the water-covering grassland, probably on the west side of the water-covering grassland, but he didn't know where exactly they were or on which road.

When Shen Yi led her to escape three days ago, he didn't keep his head down and fly forward. He sometimes went left, sometimes right, constantly changing directions. Only in this way could he successfully get rid of the other party.

Fortunately, she still had a compass in her hand, otherwise she would not be able to find the direction after flying around.

After crossing the river, when He saw Chuyun, he immediately took out his magical weapon and released his horse, riding on the horse and walking slowly forward along the road in front of him.

After walking like this for two hours, when we reached a detour, a putrid smell came from the front.

Her brows furrowed, her nerves tightened, and she subconsciously held the sword, ready to draw it at any time.

"what happened?"

"It stinks of corpses."

"Corpse stench?" Shen Yi wanted to scan around with his senses, but before he could, he saw the source of the corpse stench from the opponent's perspective.

It was a tree, as thick as three people hugging each other. The trunk was rooted diagonally in the ground. However, the tree was dead. There were no green leaves on the branches. Instead, there were countless human corpses hanging on it. Qing, just one glance can make people feel the extremely oppressive death aura.

Some of these corpses have just died, and some have turned into bones. Various skeletons are scattered everywhere, and some corpses are piled up under the trees, either covered by a thick layer of gray ash or eaten by scavengers. After visiting, the chests of some corpses were completely open, the flesh was scarlet and corroded, and the internal organs inside were chewed to pieces.

Shen Yi only felt a physical discomfort. Although he no longer had so many mental barriers to killing people, the impact of this scene was still too strong.

"What happened to these people? Why are they all hanging here?"

"I don't know." Tsurumi Chuyun shook her head and rode closer. A strong rancid smell suddenly hit her nostrils, making her stomach churn.

After observing around, there are various items used to hang the corpse, including white silk, hemp rope, and strips of rags tied together by torn clothes.

Some of these people seemed to have been hanged artificially, while others simply hanged themselves.

She wasn't so sure either.

After a few cursory glances, she was about to leave, but the next second she seemed to see something again. Her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly dismounted and picked up a bamboo pole nearby, and then picked one of the corpses away.

There was a sign underneath the body. Although it was severely broken, the words written on it could still be clearly read.

...Namimura.

Judging from the size of the sign, there should be three characters on it, but I don’t know where the missing part went. But for Tsurumi Hatsuun, these are enough.

She took out the map and searched it carefully, and finally found a place marked "Xiubo Village" on the left side of the water-covering marsh.

"There is a village nearby."

"I saw it."

"Let's keep going and see if we can find it."

"Let's go then."

"Oh."

After getting back on the horse, Tsurushi saw Chuyun's speed. After walking far away, she looked back and saw that the people who died under the tree seemed to be using their bodies to continuously send warnings to travelers passing by.

After the rotten smell in the air dissipated, she took a deep breath and ignored it. At this time, Shen Yi asked: "What is the custom of spreading incense ash on the corpse?"

"This is not customary."

"what is that?"

"Yes..." Tsurumi Chuyun briefly explained to Shen Yi that it was aged incense ash that had been placed on the altar for a long time. Because it had received some incense smell, the incense ash itself had some power of faith, to a certain extent. It can prevent evil spirits from being born.

However, the use of this kind of incense ash is very limited, because its function is only to reduce the probability of evil spirits being born. The best way to deal with evil spirits is to eradicate them once and for all. If the roots are not eradicated, evil spirits will grow like leeks one after another. Incense ash only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.

Besides, people generally cannot discover places where evil spirits can breed. When they are finally discovered, most of the evil spirits have already been born and have begun to cause harm to the world.

There are so many corpses on and under the trees, left to be blown by the wind and rain. If they are ignored, it will only be a matter of time before evil spirits are born.

The steward in the nearby village didn't want to put in so much effort. He thought it would be too troublesome to dispose of the body, so he simply sprinkled some ash on it.

Of course, evil spirits are not a child's play. Very few people would make such a fuss, especially in a place where they depend on themselves for survival. However, the nearby village just did this. I don't know if something happened. Who can say? Deqing?
After these five days, she had almost eaten all the food she had brought with her on the road. Now Tsurumi Chuyun only had a few hard-boiled eggs left. She would go to Xiubo Village to have a look anyway. If the situation was still good, she would Use your last ten taels of silver to buy some dry food.

After riding forward for an unknown number of miles, the billowing black smoke rising in the distance made Tsurumi Chuyun couldn't help but pull the reins, causing the horse to slow down.

"No, is it another massacre of the village?"

The rising black smoke darkened the sky, giving people an extremely ominous feeling. Shen Yi immediately thought of Tucun.

Tsurumi Chuyun didn't say anything, but had a thoughtful look on his face, and finally chose to let the horse speed up and rush towards the direction of the black smoke.

The further we walked, the more desolate we saw. The weeds on the ground were withered and yellow, completely devoid of the vitality that they should have had in the spring. There was always a rotten smell in the air, which was even more irritating. A sense of deathly silence.

After a while, some pedestrians could be seen on the road, but most of them were skinny and skinny, with numb expressions.

At first glance, you can tell that these are refugees displaced by the war.

Maybe they couldn't stand the turbid air, so they covered their mouths and noses with the cloth torn from their clothes, and passed by in groups, without saying a word, and it was eerily quiet.

Looking at Tsurumi Hatsuun on horseback, more than one person's eyes flashed with greed, but then they gave up their thoughts because of the sharp sword in her hand.

Tsurumi Chuyun also remained silent. After walking farther, she saw the general outline of the building in the distance, and the black smoke rose from that direction, but it seemed to be farther away.

From time to time, there are figures walking out, they must be refugees. Judging from the condition of the refugees, there is no doubt that they have been hungry for a long time. If the situation allows, they can even chew the grass on the ground.

She was riding a horse that was too conspicuous, and it was easy for people to target her. In order to avoid trouble, she got off the horse, put away the magical artifact and hung it around her waist, and lowered the hem of her clothes to cover it. Then choose to walk there.

But even if she walked there, whenever a refugee passed by, his eyes would be on her, as if they were looking at a rare treasure. Slowly, her face began to darken.

She has now changed her appearance, and she looks like Jiang Yiyi, but her skin is as white as ice and snow. When walking on the road, she forms a strong contrast with the refugees, and it is difficult not to attract attention. "Old witch, you should disguise yourself as a man."

"You think I don't want to?"

With Tsurumi Hatsuun's disguise skills, it is not difficult to make herself look like a man, but the problem is that after she disguises herself as a man, she cannot speak. If Yidan opens his mouth, his gender will definitely be revealed.

It seems that the practice should be put aside for now, and I need to practice my ventriloquism a little more, so as to achieve the effect of pretending to be real as soon as possible.

She did not put the sword in the storage space, but hung it on her waist to scare some young people. Fortunately, although there were still refugees who cast unkind glances at her, they did not Really hands-on.

The buildings in the distance were not far away from her, and she quickly saw the front and more details.

In front of me is a wooden wall built up of logs. It is more than a foot high. The wall is covered with mottled marks. There are cuts made by knives or holes shot by arrows everywhere. Some places have been repaired. Judging from the mud filling the gaps in the wood, it seems that not much time has passed since this wooden wall was built.

Looking up, there were several severely decomposed corpses hanging on the wooden piles on the wall, and countless crows and vultures were hovering in the sky.

Next to one of the corpses, three large words can be seen.

Xiubo Village.

"Forehead……"

Whether it was He Jian Chuyun or Shen Yi, in their eyes, Xiubo Village didn't look like a village at all, but more like a bandit village.

The sound inside was very noisy, like there was some kind of rave party going on.

The rancid smell lingered in the air. As I walked into the village, the sounds I heard became even more confusing. The thick smell of blood hit my face. I couldn't tell whether it was coming from animals or humans. of.

Because she could faintly smell animal feces.

The ground in the walled city was wet and muddy, with pockmarks and sewage mixed with blood everywhere.

On the board not far away, there were several people gathered together, holding knives in their hands, and they were dismembering a very strange animal. Tsurumi Chuyun looked at it, and he could tell at a glance that it was the contracted beast, and he didn't know whether it was the unlucky guy. of.

The stockade is not big, and you can vaguely see the other side of the stockade wall as soon as you enter, but there are many people, but most of them are skinny and skinny, wearing tattered clothes without patches, just like defeated and captured soldiers. , gathered on both sides with numb expressions, making the street look extremely crowded.

At this time, the butcher who was dismembering the contract beast threw some unwanted internal organs on the roadside. In an instant, those people were like zombies, rushing over like a tide, grabbing the internal organs without caring about the dirt on them. , put it in your mouth and chew it.

These refugees are all hiding here for unknown reasons, and those who originally lived in Xiubo Village are all fierce, wearing clothes made of animal skins, or simply bare their upper bodies, revealing a ferocious look. muscle.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden "bang" from the attic of a building not far away. A figure flew out and fell heavily to the ground, splashing mud all over the ground. After that, there was no movement and he just lay in the mud. He was motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Soon two people opened the door and came out. They were talking and laughing as they came to the man, each grabbed a foot and roughly dragged him into the house.

Tsurumi Chuyun frowned at what was happening in front of him and did not interfere. He waited until the matter was over before continuing to move forward.

The first impression Xiubocun gave her was that it was dirty, messy, and full of barbaric atmosphere, which made her instinctively hate this place.

The center of the stockade is the widest place. Various buildings are neatly built around it. No one crosses the boundary. It forms a square, but because of this, this is the busiest place in the whole stockade, and most of the sounds come from Out here.

"Mountain Wolf! You Ge, stand up quickly! Fight back!"

"Do your best! Barbarian bird! Do your best! Kill him, this bastard!"

"Hit! Kill him!"

"Your mother ****, Mountain Wolf I ****"

"Brutal bird, try harder! Don't let him stand up!"

"Yes! Give him another kick!"

"***I****"

"Mountain Wolf, my day is ****"

"..."

Countless figures surrounded the place, and the attics of the surrounding buildings were also full of people, waving their fists and howling.

The madness on everyone's face was visible.

That kind of violence can be felt by all kinds of people from Tsurumi Chuyun's perspective and Shen Yi.

It was not difficult to tell that a fighting match was going on in the empty space in the center of the crowd. Unfortunately, there were too many people. Tsurumi Chuyun couldn't see what was going on inside and could only hear people's shouts.

However, there seemed to be no rules in this fighting game. Soon she saw someone handing out a knife, and while shouting to the person in front, he sent the knife to the crowd.

"Anyone who wins by surrendering to the mountain wolf will look at this."

"What are you doing here?"

"Give me the knife and let him die! I bet so much money and I don't want to lose."

"Bring it!"

"Take it!"

"Mountain Wolf! Take the knife!"

"..."

As the pig-killing knife disappeared in the crowd, a line of blood burst out in the center of the duel venue in the next second. For a moment, people shouted louder, like an overwhelming force.

"Coyote! Coyote! Coyote!"

"Win!"

"Mountain! Wolf!"

As the scene became chaotic, Tsurumi Hatsuun finally saw the situation in the center of the field.

I saw a 1.8-meter-long man covered in blood standing up, holding the butcher's knife in his hand, and holding a person's head in his other hand, holding it high, declaring his death to the people. victory.

After that, people came in one after another, dragged away the headless body of the wild bird, and quickly started the next game. As someone shouted to start betting, Tsurumi Hatsun no longer had the mood to continue watching, and chose to take a detour to leave. .

And Shen Yi couldn't help but complain in his conscious space: "Good guy, what kind of village is this? It's really hardcore. I'm afraid it's been occupied by bandits..."

Hearing his words, Hejian Chuyun paused and said, "You seem to be...right."

"Ok?"

"..." (end of this chapter)