Ghost Eye Master

"Why are the people here so enthusiastic about us?" White small red Leng Leng asked.

"How do I know? I'm at a loss. The situation here is totally different from what is reported outside. Not only is there not one person, but there is a village." Li Xiangyang is more puzzled said.

They were warmly welcomed into a small village in the valley. On a vacant land in the middle of the village, only the men and women in the village gathered together, as if to hold some kind of grand ceremony. Soon all the tables, chairs and benches came out, and made a lot of fruit as sacrifices.

"What are you doing?" Li Xiangyang couldn't help asking.

"Hey, don't you want to see the God of killing? You can see him when the ceremony is finished!" Said the farmer who brought Li Xiangyang into the village.

Li Xiangyang felt more and more wrong at this time. The ceremony seemed to be prepared for himself and Bai Xiaohong. Does it need such a grand ceremony to meet someone?

"Don't you know your name yet, little brother?" The farmer asked with a smile.

"Oh, I'm Li Xiangyang." Li Xiangyang answers with a clasp.

"What about this girl?" The farmer said again.

"Oh, just call me Xiao Hong!" Bai Xiaohong replied.

The farmer nodded with a smile, then turned around, took out a piece of yellow paper on the incense table, and then wrote the names of Li Xiangyang and Bai Xiaohong on the yellow paper, and then lit the yellow paper and burned it to ashes.

Then the farmer seemed to be singing. He danced a dance that he could not understand.

"I declare that Li Xiangyang and Xiaohong will be the villagers in Feiyun valley from today on. We should treat each other with sincerity as if we were relatives. Let's toast!" The farmer said to the sky with a glass of wine in his hands.

Then he turned around and handed the glass to Li Xiangyang.

"Please!"

"What do you mean? I never said I wanted to live here, let alone join you." Li Xiangyang said with a slight frown.

"Please ~!" The farmer said again, and he sent the glass to Li Xiangyang.

"After drinking, can you take me to see the God of death?" Li Xiangyang asked.

"Ha ha, yes, after drinking wine, you will be your own. People in the village can meet anyone they want to see." The farmer said with a smile.

"Well, I'll drink it." Li Xiangyang nodded and said.

Then he reached out and picked up the glass and drank it up.

"It's ok now." Li Xiangyang poured down his glass to show that he had finished drinking.

"Ha ha! Well, brother Li has a good capacity for wine. Please don't worry about one by one! " The villager said with a smile.

"What? Still drinking? " Li Xiangyang was stunned.

"Hey, after drinking these drinks, you can meet anyone you want." The farmer said with a smile.

"Well, I'll drink it." Li Xiangyang nodded and took the second glass of wine.

Li Xiangyang felt that he had a good capacity of wine, but he didn't expect that the wine made by himself in the village was so strong. After more than a dozen cups of wine, Li Xiangyang's face turned red, and his mind was a little confused. Suddenly, his body shook and the whole person fell to the ground.

When he woke up again, it was the next day. Li Xiangyang opened his eyes and found himself sleeping in a thatched house.

"Ha ha, you wake up. I didn't expect that you would be so drunk after drinking that little wine. You would sleep for a day and a night." Inside the room, Bai Xiaohong immediately came to the bedside and said with a smile.

"A day and a night? This wine is too strong. Now my head is still dizzy. By the way, have you seen the killing God Li Xiangyang got up and asked.

"Ha ha! It doesn't matter if we don't see it. We may all live here in the future. " Bai Xiaohong said with a smile.

"What? What do you mean Li Xiangyang frowned and asked.

"I heard yesterday that most of the people in this village are tired of the external disputes and hide here. The same is true of the God of killing. In order not to be disturbed by the outside world, they seldom contact with outsiders. If we bump into them by mistake, we must stay, so as to ensure that their whereabouts will not be exposed." Bai Xiaohong explained.

"You mean they don't want us to leave, do they?" Li Xiangyang then asked.

"Well, that's probably what it means." Bai Xiaohong nodded.

"Well, they can keep me." Li Xiangyang said with a cold hum.

"They can't stay, but the God of killing can. If you dare to leave the village, the God of killing will kill you." Bai Xiaohong continued.

"What? You mean the God of death, where is he? Take me Li Xiangyang immediately got up from the bed and said.

"Well, I'm not going. You can find it yourself. It's in the village." Bai Xiaohong said with a glance.

Li Xiangyang frowned, and then immediately walked out of the house. When he came outside, he saw only a few scattered people in the village, that is, a few adults and children playing."What about people? Where are the people? " Li Xiangyang immediately came to an old woman and respectfully asked, "excuse me, do you know where to find the God of killing?"

"Are you looking for the God of death? Hehe, over there, over there, towards the back of Chengcun, you can see it The old woman replied with a smile.

Thank you very much Li Xiangyang clasped his fist, then turned around and ran quickly towards the back of the small village.

When you come to the back of the village, you can see that there are fields one by one. At this time, most people in the village are farming, farming and sowing Li Xiangyang was stunned.

At this time, I just saw the farmer who led Li Xiangyang into the village yesterday and passed by.

"Wait a minute, are you kidding me? What I'm looking for is a murderer. You've been cheating here for such a long time." Li Xiangyang's face was cold and angry.

"Ha ha, young man, don't be angry. Don't you want to see the God of killing? He is the head of our village. I'll call him right now." The farmer said with a smile.

"Village head Village head... " Suddenly the farmer yelled in the direction of the field.

At this time, it was found that an old man with plain white hair bent down to cultivate the land. After hearing the cry, he slowly straightened up and looked up in the direction of Li Xiangyang.

"You see, which old man is the head of our village and the person you are looking for!" The farmer then called out: "village head, this little brother who just came yesterday wants to find the God of killing."

"Oh, you let him down." The village head nodded and waved to Li Xiangyang with a smile.

Is this old man really the legendary god of killing? Is it really the God of killing that is handed down by people outside? But it doesn't look like it. Isn't it an old farmer who can't live in the soil?

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