dragon hunter

Chapter 57

"It's such a coincidence that our goals are exactly the same." Fatty Wang leaned over to Li Xiaolei's side, chattering about the purpose of this trip.

"That's great. I was still a little worried about going to the famous ghost village with just a few people from our program group. I didn't expect to be able to go with you." Li Xiaolei smiled.

I scolded Fatty Wang in my heart for forgetting friends because of sex, who the hell is going to that ghost village, I am here to find clues to the Copper Coin Sword, although that ghost village is somewhat related to Feathered Snake, but it is not a priority target.

Because there are still some programs to be recorded, Li Xiaolei left her contact information and bid farewell in a hurry.

Fatty Wang held a note with a string of mobile phone numbers on it, and grinned almost to the ears, completely ignoring my angry eyes.

Zhen Qingyi suddenly said that she was not feeling well and wanted to go back to rest early. I noticed that her face was a little pale.

I accidentally saw the silk scarf around her neck, and I felt a faint ghostly aura on it. There was indeed something wrong with the silk scarf.

I was thinking about something, and when I passed by the silk scarf stall, I saw the old woman, raised her head and smiled at me, the smile was a little weird.

"What does the old woman mean, she treats us as outsiders and thinks we're easy to bully?" A surge of anger rose in my heart, if I didn't want to take care of Zhen Qingyi, I would definitely visit that ghost woman.

When Zhen Qingyi returned to her room, she kept yawning, looked haggard, and said that she wanted to sleep. I pasted a yellow talisman on the inside of her door, and gently closed the door.

Back in the room, I walked up and down a little irritably, thinking about how to deal with it.

When I looked up, I saw a thin figure outside the door, poking my head. It was the little thief I met last time. I cursed secretly, and rushed over to grab him.

"You are being targeted by Ghost Weaver. If you don't want to die for no reason, you'd better let me go." The little thief was full of confidence, allowing me to grab her and not dodge.

"Ghost Weaving Woman?" I felt awe in my heart, this name didn't sound like a good idea.

"Did your friend buy a silk scarf?" The little thief stared at me confidently.

"What do you know? Come in and tell me." I let go of her. Since she came to the door, she probably had her own purpose.

The little thief swaggered into the room, poured a glass of water very familiarly, drank it in one gulp, and then began to tell the news about Ghost Weaver.

The more I listened, the more serious my face became. The situation was more serious than I imagined, because Ghost Weaving Woman did not refer to a person, but a general term for a business.

There is an ancient and evil business here in the ancient city of Fenghuang. They will collect ghosts who have just died, and use these ghosts to raise silkworms.

The silk spit out by ghost silkworms will be collected by these ghost weavers, and will be woven into pieces of silk with old-fashioned wooden looms.

That kind of silk is called ghost weaving, and it is as evil as opium. Anyone who uses it will become addicted.

The ghost fabric that has absorbed the flesh and blood of living people will turn into another item called Yinyang silk, which has a wide range of uses and is more expensive than gold.

"That thing is really as evil as you said?" I was dubious.

"Go and see your friend now, and you will know if what I said is true or not." The little thief had an expression of whether you believe it or not.

I hurried to Zhen Qingyi's door and knocked on the door. After a while, the door was opened. Zhen Qingyi's pretty face was pale and she looked a little dazed.

She ignored me, went to the bed and picked up the silk scarf, tied it around her neck, and then looked at it in front of the mirror.

"This silk scarf is so pretty, I think it suits me very well." Zhen Qingyi had an intoxicated smile on his face.

"This silk scarf is very dangerous, give it to me." I walked over and held out my hand to the other party.

"No, you want to grab my silk scarf?" Zhen Qingyi looked at me vigilantly, obviously a little abnormal.

I bit my finger, pointed at the center of the other person's eyebrows, and drew a blood symbol between her eyebrows.

"What do you want?" Zhen Qingyi screamed and hid back in panic.

"The blood talisman doesn't work?" I was stunned for a moment, the silk scarf was beyond my imagination, and it could resist the effect of the blood talisman.

Without saying a word, I rushed to Zhen Qingyi's side, trying to take off the damn silk scarf around her neck first.

Zhen Qingyi struggled desperately, his eyes gradually turned red, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my neck, looking at me with a ghostly look, "If you want to grab my silk scarf, you must strangle you first."

His grandma is so leggy, she capsized in the gutter, my face turned red, and I got angry all of a sudden.

Although she was delirious, Zhen Qingyi was a woman after all, and her strength was not as strong as mine. I pulled her hand from her neck, held her tightly with one arm, and quickly removed the silk scarf with the other hand.

Seeing that the other party was still a little confused, I took out a piece of Qingxin spell talisman paper, stained it with saliva, and stuck it on the girl's forehead.

I hugged her tightly with both hands to prevent her from grabbing her arms. To be honest, it was the first time I had known her for so long and had such close contact, but I didn't expect it to be in this situation.

"I... what's the matter with me?" Zhen Qingyi's eyes gradually became clear, and his face was a little confused.

"Oh, did I go to the wrong place? You don't close the door in broad daylight. It's a bad influence." Fatty Wang's mean voice came from outside the door.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Zhen Qingyi was completely awake, her pretty face flushed, and she struggled hard.

I quickly withdrew my arm, touched my nose in embarrassment, and explained with some embarrassment: "There is something wrong with that silk scarf, you were confused just now."

"Where's that silk scarf?" Zhen Qingyi glared at me, as if recalling the scene just now, she patted her chest with lingering fear, and looked around with her head down.

I lowered my head and looked around, and found a pool of black marks on my feet. Thinking of the black gloves that disappeared, I secretly called it a fluke.

"I said, which one are you acting in?" Fatty Wang said with a hint of doubt in his tone.

I briefly told the whole story to Fatty Wang and Zhen Qingyi, Fatty Wang, who was timid after hearing this, turned pale.

Zhen Qingyi's face was also very ugly. Thinking that she was almost sucked into a mummy, she hurriedly asked: "What about the little girl? You should thank her very much."

"Yes, where is she? Ask her to return my wallet." Fatty Wang yelled, spitting all over the place.

"Ghost Weavers are a group of perverts, and those they target will never stop dying." The little thief walked in and stared at Fatty Wang, "Fatty, instead of trying to get your wallet back, you should think about how to save your life."

"Fatty Master is not easy to mess with, why don't you return the wallet to me first?" Fatty Wang is a standard risk of life.

"Every day I steal something, I have to hand it over to Ghost Weaving Woman, you can ask her for it." The little thief spread his hands rascally.

"When you came to us, you probably didn't want to be under the control of that ghost weaving woman all the time, so you took us to find her." I didn't want to be stared at by the poisonous snake, so I decided to pull out the other party's fangs first.

"I can tell you the place, but I won't go there, it's too dangerous." A trace of fear flashed in the little thief's eyes.

Then, she took out a note from her pocket and handed it to me, "The address is written on it, and I've said everything I need to say. You can figure out how to do it."

"Hey, come back." Fatty Wang was still thinking about his wallet, yelling at the little thief's back.

"The matter should be sooner rather than later. I decided to go over tonight to find out the situation." I looked at the two people around me and said in a deep voice.

"Forget me, Fatty's money is not so easy to get." Fatty Wang's back is money, and money is closer than his parents.

"The situation is unknown, so don't go." I looked at Zhen Qingyi with some hesitation, not wanting her to take risks.

"Why, do you think I'm a burden? Look at what this is." Zhen Qingyi bit her lip, walked to the side of the backpack, opened the backpack, took out something and unfolded it.

"Folding crossbow! Where did you get this thing?" I widened my eyes, feeling that I need to get to know this cheap daughter-in-law again.

"Bought online, special alloy, close range, the power is not much worse than a rifle." Zhen Qingyi raised her small face and looked at me with a little complacency.

"Fatty is convinced, your wife is a tiger." Fatty Wang was stunned, looking at the big killer with metallic light, and muttered to himself.

"That's it. If Ghost Detective Xu doesn't come back at night, the three of us will go." Looking at the weapon in Zhen Qingyi's hand, I was a little worried and asked, "Would you use this thing? Don't hurt yourself." .”

"I signed up for a training class, one-on-one training with a special person, and I have been training for more than half a month." Zhen Qingyi said triumphantly.

I was silent, and could only feel that the world of local tyrants was too far away from me.

"Following Sister Fu, Fat Master feels that his life is much safer." Fatty Wang, this coward, is so skinny and shameless.

Ghost Detective Xu didn't know where he went, and he disappeared at night, so I decided not to wait.

According to the address on the note, we came to the edge of the ancient city, behind a small remote courtyard, where the lights were still on.

"I'll go and have a look first, you guys will cover from behind." I whispered to the two people around me.

Zhen Qingyi made a no-problem gesture, holding the folding crossbow in both hands, staring at the small courtyard with lights on.

I walked towards the window lightly, and looked around vigilantly. The surrounding pattern of the small courtyard was ordinary, and there was no danger.

There is a layer of old newspapers pasted on the window, so you can't see what's going on inside, but you can hear some rustling sounds, and the people inside are still awake.

The wall next to the window is mottled, and there is just a small gap, and the inside can be seen.

I moved my eyes closer, the light inside was a bit dim, the room was relatively spacious, with many wooden shelves.

Layers of round dustpans were placed on the wooden shelf. The rustling sound came from the densely packed dustpans. This should be a silkworm room.

There was a slight sound of footsteps from far to near, the door of the jam room was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in, it was the old woman selling silk scarves.

The old woman hunched slightly, holding a clay pot in her hand, walked tremblingly to the dustpan, and smiled hoarsely, "Little babies, mother-in-law brought you food, eat and grow up quickly."

(End of this chapter)