I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Fujiwara Meihong agreed to the villagers' proposal, and took the lead to take a rest under the shade of a tree by the side of the road.

The two villagers were also very happy to hear that they could rest. They hurriedly came to the tree and sat down, drinking water and tapping their legs.

"Master Fujiwara is really a good person. If it were an ordinary Onmyoji master, he wouldn't care about our lives."

"Yeah, if we hadn't met Master Fujiwara this time, we really don't know what to do. The little money collected in the village can't pay the master Onmyoji in the city."

"Okay, let you have a good rest, why are you talking so much?"

Fujiwara Meihong scolded the villagers, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth betrayed her mood at this time.

Although they have lived for hundreds of years, there is no one who does not like to listen to good words.

The two villagers didn't care. After a few days of getting along, they already knew that Master Fujiwara was a cold-hearted person, and they were very glad that they could invite such a master back to the village.

Fujiwara Meihong leaned on the tree trunk, put away the kettle after drinking water, and then looked around the surrounding environment.

Having wandered outside for a long time, she has the habit of keeping vigilant anytime and anywhere.

Even if those dangers can't kill her at all, it's better not to try if pain can be avoided.

Even in the long fight, Fujiwara Meihong has gradually become accustomed to all kinds of heart-piercing pain.

"Huh? What is that?"

Chapter 474 Letting the Chicks Out

Fujiwara Meihong routinely glanced around.

With an accidental discovery, she went to the forest and squatted down to examine it carefully.

"Although I didn't see any bones, this series of footprints, as well as the scratches firmly holding onto the ground..."

Looking at the intricate traces on the ground, Fujiwara Meihong can even imagine the tragic experience of the victim before his death.

In this desolate forest, unarmed ordinary people were driven away by monsters and fled desperately. They were exhausted and fell to the ground.

But he didn't give up struggling, and crawled on the ground with his hands and feet until he was dragged into the darkness without any resistance.

"A man-eating monster, it seems that the person who was attacked should be a traveler sleeping in the wild."

Following the messy traces, Fujiwara Mehong looked around again, trying to collect more useful clues.

"There are really no corpses left, not even leftovers left over from being eaten. It is impossible to judge the type of monster through bite marks and so on."

"Except for the traces of the victim, there are no other traces. It seems that this monster is not running on the ground, it may fly, or it has other special methods of movement."

"Is there one such monster? Or is there a group?"

Fujiwara Meihong didn't know what kind of despair the victim had suffered before his death.

But now this tragic situation with no bones left is enough to make her understand what kind of opponent she will face.

This Lihu village is indeed in danger.

"Master Fujiwara, what's wrong with you? Did you find anything?"

Two villagers noticed Fujiwara Meihong's movements, but Fujiwara Meihong shook her head.

"Let's go, the most urgent thing is to rush to the village first, this little trace... can't judge anything more at all."

The two villagers immediately stood up when they heard the words, followed behind Fujiwara Meihong and hurried towards Lihu Village again.

And in the forest behind the three of them, a delicate doll with blond hair and red dress was lying alone in the forest.

The gray-faced Medicine Xin is no longer as refined as before, and her sapphire-like eyes reflect the retreating figures of Fujiwara Meihong and others.

There were two faint traces of water on her dirty face, whether it was tears or morning dew.

The forest of civet cats returned to silence again.

No one knew that there was a puppet lying here, a puppet that had lost its owner.

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Worrying about the safety of Toshito Village, Fujiwara Meihong never stopped along the way.

The two fellow villagers were even more anxious. They were obviously more worried about their family members than their physical fatigue.

The three of them didn't even eat lunch, and rushed all the way to the village under the direct sunlight.

It was not until he saw that the village was safe and sound from afar that he slowed down his progress.

"Huh, huh, huh, great, the village is fine..."

The villager, who had been tense all the time, relaxed, bent down with his hands on his knees, panting and adjusting his chaotic breathing.

Fujiwara Meihong took a serious look at the village, then closed her eyes and let out her senses to detect.

After not noticing any subtle abnormalities, she let go of her vigilance a little, but she was still secretly pinching the spell that could be cast instantly.

"At present, the village is indeed fine, and there is no such thing as being destroyed by monsters and then using illusions to pretend to be normal."

"Master Fujiwara, don't be joking." The villagers who were still panting were frightened by Fujiwara Meihong's words, and asked: "Didn't the monsters just leave after attacking the village? What does the village do?”

"I'm not joking. I have encountered this kind of thing more than once."

There was no smile on Fujiwara Meihong's face, she recalled what she saw and heard when she was wandering.

"Monsters don't have nothing to do. After they attack the village and eat the people, they naturally have a purpose in staying in the village."

"Waiting for the passing travelers and those returning to the village to throw themselves into the trap and ambush them to check out the unusual onmyoji team... In short, the monsters are not ordinary cunning, even the big onmyoji have died in such a trap, So you can't be too careful."

"So monsters are so scary, I thought they were just like those beasts, they just eat people..."

It was the first time for the two villagers to hear similar secrets, and they were a little shocked, and at the same time they felt even more awed by the monsters.

In fact, Fujiwara Meihong still has many things that she has not said in detail.

However, those are things equivalent to her black history of overturning cars, and have little connection with the current incident in Lihu Village.

For example, if it weren't for the fact that she was from Penglai, Fujiwara Meihong would have died when she first encountered the monster village.

It might be a bit inaccurate to say that, a more accurate statement should be...

When she first entered the world, Fujiwara Meihong didn't know the dangers of the world and was severely taught a lesson by reality.

When wandering around the world like a family, she lodged in a village at random, and she was unsuspecting, and was brought down by a monster disguised as a human being.

The monsters are also very moral. They didn't do anything strange to Fujiwara Meihong, they just killed her and stewed her into soup.

Then, relying on the unreasonable immortality of the Penglai people, Fujiwara Meihong crawled back from the underworld.

After figuring out the whole story, the ill-tempered Fujiwara Meired ran away on the spot. When have I ever experienced such arrogance? ?

The undead girl smashed into the village like a bolide, vowing to single-handedly wipe out the monsters in the whole village.

Facing Fujiwara Meihong with the blood-locking lock and infinite resurrection lock on, dozens of high-level monsters in the whole village were helpless, and they were all roasted by Fujiwara Meihong who wanted to avenge a stew.

In the past few days, the area around the monster village has been filled with a tangy barbecue aroma, as well as the terrifying laughter of a certain girl resounding like going crazy and collapsing.

Fujiwara Meihong shook her head to dispel the unpleasant black history in her mind.

This elegant and stable appearance is really different from when she was fighting, making one wonder if she has twin sisters.

"Let's go, there are only a few steps left, I want to rest and wait until the village can rest better."

Fujiwara Meihong said and stepped forward again, and the two villagers also felt that this was reasonable, so they hurriedly followed.

At the same time, in Lihu Village.

Under the organization of the village chief, the villagers of every household are preparing for a ceremony, which can also be called a ceremony.

Due to the remoteness of the village, few merchants would come here to do business, so the villagers had to make the sacrifices needed for the ceremony by hand.

Of course, this sacrifice is not complicated.

It's just a palm-sized doll, it doesn't need to be very delicate, it can be made with just some straw and rags.

The only thing to pay attention to is that there must be one doll for each person, and you must put a strand of your own hair into the doll's body.

Yuyuko Saigyouji was very happy, it was the first time for her to participate in such an activity.

After obtaining the consent of the old man of the mountain, Yuyuko also started to make her own doll.

Because she couldn't go out, Yuyuko Saigyouji did some other things to pass the time.

Naturally, it also includes the necessary skills for ladies such as female celebrities, so she can make dolls effortlessly, better than most villagers.

Most of the villagers also made the outlines of human figures, while Yuyuko Saigyouji not only refined the facial features of the dolls, but also cut out a set of kimonos for the dolls. The two are really not at the same level in terms of craftsmanship. .

"Grandpa Suzuki, how do you think I'm doing? Isn't it cute?" Yuyuko showed off the results to the old man of the mountain.

The old man of the mountain looked at the puppet held in front of the girl, and praised: "It is true that a lot of effort has been put into it, and it is very similar to you."

"Hehe." Yuyuko giggled and asked: "Then Grandpa Suzuki, do you want a doll? I can make it for you."

Contrary to Yuyuko's expectation, the old man of the mountain declined her proposal.

"No need, this ceremony is very important, I can't get involved in it, not everyone can bear the bad luck of death."

Youyouzi was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but he also noticed the unusualness in the words of the old man of the mountain.

Kamibarazawa Huiyin walked in the village, going door to door to observe the process of villagers making dolls, and even drew the appearance of the dolls.

For a scholar like her, being lucky enough to encounter such unheard-of customs and unique local festivals is simply too Sbarasi.

If you can't take the opportunity to investigate carefully, you are sorry for your professional ethics, and you have to bow and apologize.

"Village chief, can you tell me what kind of ceremony you are preparing? Who is worshiping? What is its purpose?"

Facing Shangbaize Huiyin's questioning, the village chief didn't shy away from it. After all, this is not a unique custom in their village.

"This festival is called 'Hina no Yu', which means putting dolls into the river and letting them float away with the current."

"It is said that the puppet will take away the bad luck of its owner, so this is a blessing ceremony."

"As for the gods to worship, I don't know the specific gods. I only know that she should be the god in charge of bad luck and disease."

Shangbaizawa Huiyin wrote down all the contents verbatim, while the village head continued to explain the purpose of the ceremony with a smile.

"Actually, it's not a regular day for holding festivals, but recently the village is uneasy, so I want to send away bad luck in this way."

"Understandable, village chief, don't worry, Lihu Village will definitely be fine."

When Fujiwara Meihong walked into Todo Village, the villagers were gathering at the riverside to put the Hina doll into the water.

"What are you doing?" Fujiwara Meihong asked two villagers beside her.

Fujiwara Meihong has traveled far and wide for many years, and she has indeed seen many anecdotes and strange things.

But I also know that different places have different customs, and even the same customs have different interpretations in different places.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, it is better to ask the locals directly when encountering such a thing.

Especially in such ceremonies or ceremonies that may have complicated rules, so as not to accidentally commit any taboos.

"It's just an ordinary release of chicks. It should be organized by the village head." The villagers explained.

Fujiwara Meihong nodded, and said: "It's a good idea, at least it can stabilize everyone's emotions. Your village chief has done a good job."

Chapter 475 The God of Misfortune Who Loves the World

While talking, the family members of two villagers came over.

Although they didn't have time to make hina dolls when they went out, their families would not leave them behind and sent the hina dolls to the two of them.

"Master Fujiwara, please wait here for a while, we will release the doll and then take you to see the village chief."

Fujiwara Meihong nodded and agreed: "You guys go, I just happened to take a look around the village first to see if I can find anything."

Since the villagers all ran to the river, the entire Lihu Village was very empty at this time, which made it easier for Fujiwara Meihong to move.

She first walked around the village, then walked in the forest outside the village, and finally came to the homes of the missing villagers to investigate.

"The people involved in the accident all live on the outskirts of the village. In addition, there is no abnormality found inside the village. It can be concluded that the threat comes from the forest."

"The room is not messy, and I don't know if it was too late to resist when I was attacked by the monster, or it was cleaned up by others later."

After some investigation, although Fujiwara Meihong instinctively noticed that the monsters seemed to be hiding a conspiracy, but actually got not many clues.

"I feel that the former is more likely. If the monster that attacked the villagers and the traveler is the same kind, then the difference in behavior between the two attacks would be interesting."

"In the wild, it played with its prey without any scruples, and didn't eat it until it had had enough. In the village, it attacked villagers silently, as if it was afraid of alarming other villagers."