Star God Ruler of the Moon

Youyouzi covered her mouth and nose and coughed twice, then took out the handkerchief she carried with her and wiped her face.

Niu Peng scratched his head, and after thinking for a while, he gave a reasonable explanation.

"No one has come to our village recently, and there is no one in charge of cleaning this place. You can clean it up yourself later. Things like bedding are also in the cabinet."

After bringing everyone to the place, Niu Peng didn't plan to stay for a long time.

At the same time, he also avoided being asked questions again. He was not as smart as pigtails, so he couldn't handle these things.

"If you have anything to do, you can come to the north of the village to find me."

After leaving this sentence, Niu Peng left without looking back, and soon disappeared.

In the yard, after inspecting the house, everyone gathered together again, preparing to assign how to live at night.

"Grandpa Suzuki and I are two people, just live in the biggest room." Yuyuko said without hesitation.

Dongfenggu Qiuzi was the second to make a decision: "Then I will live in the room on the left."

"The little monk lives on the right."

Sheng Bailian lives in the last one. She always abides by the rules and regulations, and doesn't pay much attention to basic necessities of life.

After the house was divided, everyone dispersed and prepared to clean the house. No one wanted to live in a dirty environment.

In the main house, Yuyuko took on the housework spontaneously.

She waved her hand and used magic to blow away the dust that covered the room, and then picked up the broom and began to clean up the messy garbage on the ground.

"Eh? Why did this doll fall on the ground? It's a bit broken."

From under the table, Yuyuko picked up a dilapidated rag doll, its body was full of stitches.

One of the doll's button eyes was missing, and there was a tear in its stomach, exposing the straw stuffed inside.

Yuyuko looked at it in her hand, and then put it on the table.

"Maybe it was left behind when the owner moved out?"

Youyuko stared at the doll for a while, a faint purple lifelessness flowed in the girl's pink eyes, as if a scene of a little girl hugging the doll and laughing appeared in front of her eyes.

"It's so broken that it's still being patched. I think its little owner has been reluctant to throw it away."

The old man of the mountain sat quietly beside him, watching Yuyuko's movements.

Those who master death energy are closer to the nether world than ordinary practitioners.

Through a certain opportunity or medium, it will naturally be easier to connect with the soul of the deceased.

After a long time, Youyuko Xixingji sighed and continued to tidy up the house, but no smile appeared on his face.

After cleaning the house, Yuyuko turned the quilt out of the cabinet, and shook the quilt corners with both hands.

"How long has this thing been in the cabinet? It's moldy, how can someone cover it at night!"

She frowned and looked at the large mold spots on it, clenched her small hands tightly, and her complexion became more and more gloomy.

"Okay, Yuyuko. It's not a big deal, just clear it up with dead energy."

The old man on the mountain spoke words to comfort him, but Youyouzi suddenly looked at him, walked over a few steps, and started talking.

"Grandpa, did you already find out?"

"Those guys, they've been hiding something from us! I think I should know by now..."

Inside the mansion, in front of the kitchen.

The fat cook was sitting on the steps, gnawing on a big bone stick in his hand.

The bone in his hand was about half a meter long, and it looked like some kind of animal's leg bone. The sound of chewing echoed in the courtyard.

The old man with the goatee was sitting on the stone, silently waiting for Niu Peng's return.

Soon, Niu Peng, who was tall and tall, stepped over the threshold and sat down beside the two of them.

"How are those people? Didn't they notice anything unusual?" asked the old man with the goatee.

"Arranging them to stay here, we shouldn't have revealed anything, otherwise those demon masters would have already used their knives."

The old man with the goatee heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but the worries in his heart were not completely dispelled.

"However, how did we leak the news here? Don't forget, they came only after receiving a call for help."

Niu Peng didn't quite understand this matter, and he gave his own opinion after recalling it for a long time.

"The last wave didn't leave anyone alive, and no one was allowed to escape. No one should have the chance to escape and report the news."

"Hey! That's going to be weird."

The old man with the goatee tapped the ground with his cane, but he couldn't figure out why, so he didn't get entangled for the time being.

"But then again, since the news has leaked, this place is no longer safe, and we can't stay here for long."

The cautious old man with goatee lowered his voice and told his two companions what he thought.

"Then, what about these people? Shall we let them go, or..."

When Niu Peng asked such a question, the old man with a goatee felt a little difficult to make a choice, but overall he still preferred not to cause trouble.

"The nun and the two onmyojis don't know what their background is, but the witch is from the Moriya Shrine. If we do it, will it cause any trouble?"

As soon as the old man with the goatee had finished speaking, the fat cook who had been gnawing at the bone was not happy.

"Anyway, after finishing this last vote, let's change places and continue to eat and drink. Can he find us at Moriya Shrine?"

The fat cook put down the big bone stick left in his hands, his small eyes narrowed on his fat face, and his words brought a bit of a tinge from Xinxiaoqun 712205071

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"What's more, the few people who came this time saw that they were pampered and pampered on weekdays. The taste should be much better than those mud legs that escaped last time, right? You guys don't want to try something new?"

Niu Peng swallowed subconsciously, but the old man with the goatee did not give in to his instinctive desire completely.

"But, can we beat them? Four demon masters."

"Hey, Tuoyang, why are you getting more and more alive, old boy? The number of people on our side is several times that of theirs, so we can't beat them?"

The fat cook picked up the big bone stick in his hand and made a gesture to knock it, causing the old man with goatee to beg for mercy repeatedly.

"Okay, Inojiri, you can say yes."

Seeing that the old man with the goatee agreed, the fat cook also withdrew his movements.

"But the old method can no longer be used. They are quite vigilant and won't eat what we give."

Speaking of this, the fat cook felt a little resentful towards the old man of the mountain. He had almost succeeded in coaxing the two little girls.

"Yeah, prescribing medicine won't work. Why don't we just sneak up on the door and attack them before they are prepared?"

Niu Peng doesn't like to use his brain, he has always done things straightforwardly, he chose the most simple and direct way.

"Okay, let's do as the old cow said. I'm going to get the knife now, and when it gets darker, we will do it!"

The fat cook patted his thigh to make a decision, and casually threw away the big bone he hadn't finished gnawing.

After all, there is better meat to eat immediately, and this waste is wasted.

At the beginning of night, there was a crisp knock on the door in the yard.

"Master Suzuki, I just thought about it again, and I still feel something is wrong."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu opened the door and walked into the house, with an indescribable sadness on his delicate and white face.

"In addition, I also found these things in the room, all piled under the bed in a random pile."

With that said, Qiuzi put a bundle on the table, and let go of her hand to reveal the things wrapped inside.

More than a dozen pieces of dirty and torn clothes, dry food that was so rotten and broken that it couldn't see its shape, as well as various sundries, and some scattered money.

"These seem to be things that have been used by someone, and they have been used for a long time."

Xixing Temple Youyouzi pinched his nose, picked up the clothes with the branches he picked up, looked at them, and fiddled with other items.

"Yeah, I checked that too."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu nodded and expressed his inference.

"These items should belong to at least a dozen people, so they definitely don't belong to the old owner. Presumably, they should belong to the people who have stayed overnight, but haven't they left long ago? Then why are these things here?"

Having said that, Qiuzi Dongfenggu paused.

"Master Suzuki, Yuyuko, I'll tell you something later, don't be afraid."

"Don't worry, my grandfather and I have received professional training, and we won't be afraid unless it is absolutely necessary." Yuyuko Saigyouji made a promise.

"Then I will say..."

The dim candlelight hit the girl's face, and the candlelight flickered and danced, making the shadow cast on the wall appear and disappear.

"We may have entered a monster's lair now!"

"The old man with the goatee just now, as well as the fat cook and uncle hunter behind, may all be monsters..."

After talking about this incomparable discovery, Qiuzi Dongfenggu looked at the old man of the mountain and Youyouzi, only to find that they were sitting there calmly, as if they knew it long ago.

"So Qiuzi, you guessed it too. I only discovered the truth not long ago. Grandpa even praised me for being clever."

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple was slightly moved, but Qiuzi of Dongfenggu was very anxious.

"Okay, what time is it? Yuyuko, why don't you feel nervous at all?"

"What's more, if the current people in the village are monsters, then the real villagers and passers-by before..."

Having said that, Dongfeng Gu Qiuzi stopped again, his face was full of remorse, his mentality was faintly unstable, and he seemed to collapse.

"Okay, Qiuzi. Now is not the time for you to blame yourself."

The steady voice of the old man of the mountain sounded, supporting her like a high wall worth relying on, calming Qiuzi's spirit.

"Come with me, to witness the end of the wicked."

The old man of the mountain stood up slowly, his eyes burning with dark blue flames.

Opening the gate of the yard, the fat cook and his group just gathered outside, as if they were about to make a move.

"Guests, where are you going?"

Seeing the three people walking out, the fat cook couldn't help asking.

"I didn't plan to go anywhere, I just heard movement outside, so I came out to have a look."

Xixing Temple Youyouzi didn't bother to explain, since he had seen through the other party's true face, he naturally didn't bother to talk nonsense.

"By the way, what are you doing here? Are you looking for us for something?"

"Haha, it's actually nothing."

The fat cook laughed and touched his stomach, then took out a butcher's knife from behind.

The expression on the chubby face suddenly turned cold, the nose protruded, the ears became bigger, a pair of sharp white fangs protruded from the lips, and a large number of thick black manes quickly emerged from the fat body.

"It's just that the food in the village is not enough to eat. I want to ask some adults to sacrifice themselves so that I can wait until I can fill my stomach."

Inojiri tore off the camouflage on his body, and the fat pig demon's eyes were red, and he exuded a terrifying and murderous aura from all over his body.

"Ahahahahahaha!" XN

A roar of laughter came from all around.

The monsters that surrounded the entire yard showed their real bodies one after another, looking at the prey surrounded by them jokingly, expecting their panic and begging for mercy.

Although it is not the first time they have done such a thing, they still never get tired of it.

It's a pity that they are destined not to be able to see the scene they were looking forward to this time, and they will never have the chance to see it again.

'laugh--! ! ! '

The big black sword leaned heavily on the ground, interrupting the hideous laughter of the ghosts and howling wolves.

Gray-black death energy diffused from Wang Hassan's feet, and the hideous armor made by a ghost appeared on his standing body.