The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 418 Beast Heart Envoy

At the moment Bu Jingyun left the inn, a bloody figure in the distance rushed towards the village in haste.

While running, he was still yelling 'there is a ghost'...

……

After a while, the figure stumbled and finally ran to the door of the inn.

Zhao Yu and Meng also walked out of the room one after another and came to the front hall of the inn.

In the inn at this moment, apart from Zhao Yu and Meng, there are only the fat shopkeeper and the waiter who are dozing off.

"Guest officer, this is..."

The fat shopkeeper raised his head and looked at the two people who returned to the front hall with some doubts.

It's already the second watch, these two don't wrestle in the guest room anymore, what are they doing in the front hall?
At this moment, Meng, who was also somewhat puzzled, suddenly frowned.

She seemed to hear some strange sounds gradually coming from outside the inn.

After a while, everyone in the inn followed Meng's eyes and looked outside the inn.

They finally saw what the voice Mengshicai heard was coming from.

Outside the inn, there is a person standing...

wrong!

The thing in front of everyone is not a person at all.

This... should be a ghost! !
A very terrifying ghost!

It is not an exaggeration to say that this thing is a ghost.

Just because he was covered in blood, half of his face had been peeled off, exposing the white bones on his cheeks.

The most frightening thing was that his abdomen was torn open by some foreign object, and all his intestines gushed out, and one of the broken intestines even fell to the ground.

So when he was walking, these things dragged on the ground, leaving a tortuous trail of blood behind him.

And the other severed intestine was wrapped around his neck for some unknown reason, as if someone was trying to strangle him to death.

"Xiao Wu, it's Xiao Wu who plays the watch at night!!"

When the shopkeeper saw the bloody man outside the door, he immediately exclaimed in shock.

Just as he was about to step forward to see what happened, who would have expected that a figure would have passed by his side, helping the crumbling Xiao Wu.

It was Zhao Yu who made the move.

Zhao Yu shot quickly, and instantly sealed several acupoints on the blood man in front of him with his two fingers.

It's a pity that this person called Xiao Wu by the shopkeeper is already very weak and dying.

With such a serious injury, it is rare to be able to persist in walking to the door of the inn.

Xiao Wu held Zhao Yu's arms tightly, and shouted with his last breath, "The desolate house in the east of the village... yes, there are ghosts..."

After saying these words intermittently, Xiao Wu was finally furious.

Zhao Yu sighed slightly, and gently put Xiao Wu on the ground.

He was just an ordinary watchman whose status couldn't be more humble.

His death, not to mention for a tycoon like Xiongba, even for a wealthy household in a village or town, at most it would be just another recruit.

But Zhao Yu looked at the cruel Xiao Wu in front of him, but his heart became more firm in his seemingly crazy long-cherished wish.

ghost?
Looking at the horrific wounds on Xiao Wu's body, Zhao Yu naturally understood that it wasn't ghosts who attacked, but people.

A martial artist with great martial arts skills!
For these self-reliant Jiang Hu people, people like Xiao Wu are dead or alive, all relying on their own momentary joy and anger!
The hero has been banned...

And this crime, in the end, it is ordinary people who have no power to restrain the chicken.

Zhao Yu, who was a salted fish in his previous life, knows better than anyone else the powerlessness of struggling to survive at the bottom.

Still the same sentence, Zhao Yu felt that those heroes who sacrificed their lives for benevolence were somewhat naive when they had no ability.

One person is full and the whole family is not hungry. As long as my interests are not involved, the life and death of other people is none of my business!
But when Zhao Yu got to where he is today step by step, his psychology has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He also gradually understood why those heroes who sacrificed their lives for righteousness were so unafraid of life and death.

At the same time, I understand that when a person can only be a salted fish, his kindness is the biggest obstacle for him to stand up.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

There is still some truth in the words of the most sages and sages.

Looking at Xiao Wu who died so tragically that Zhao Yudu had goosebumps all over his body, what crime did he commit?
And if I hadn't happened to catch up today, his death wouldn't even cause a ripple...

"The deserted house in the east of the village?"

The shopkeeper's expression was shocked when he heard the words.

It seems that the words 'the deserted house in the east of the village' terrified him more than Xiao Wu's tragic situation in front of him.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back..."

Without waiting for Zhao Yu to speak, Meng took off the silver glove on her hand and carefully placed it in Zhao Yu's hand.

She deserves to have the ability to read people's hearts.

Even though this ability was useless to Zhao Yu in front of her, when Zhao Yu made a move, she knew that Zhao Yu would definitely go.

Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

In fact, from the very beginning, he wondered whether he should take his dream with him to see it.

It's just that the matter of Bodhidharma's heart is too important, except for himself, Zhao Yu doesn't want to make any more troubles.

"Okay, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Zhao Yu nodded, and then fled out of the inn in a flash.

"Shopkeeper, please send someone to fix the coffin, and bury this person as soon as possible!"

After Zhao Yu left, Meng Meng looked at Xiao Wu's dilapidated corpse, and sighed slightly.

"This……"

The shopkeeper was somewhat embarrassed.

Although he knew Xiao Wu, he was neither relative nor relative.

It costs a lot of money to buy a coffin and add a burial!
Without waiting for the shopkeeper's refusal, Meng conveniently placed a piece of silver on the table in front of the shopkeeper.

Seeing that he had money, the shopkeeper no longer shirked.

……

In a short while, Zhao Yu followed Xiao Wu's heartbroken path to the deserted house at the head of the village.

The closer to the deserted house, the stronger the bloody smell around. When Zhao Yu walked outside the house, the bloody smell was already so heavy that it made people dizzy.

And the surroundings are more like a thin mist of blood.

Slowly pushing open the gate of the house, Zhao Yu swept into the depths of the blood mist expressionlessly.

In the innermost part of the blood mist is a large main house.

And on the wall outside the door of this big house, there are countless fresh blood handprints that have just been pressed.

In addition, there is also the smelly blood flowing out of the big house like a brook.

"It should be here..."

Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his figure had already slipped into the room without a sound.

Even Zhao Yu, who already knew what happened at this moment, the expression on his face changed.

Originally, the theory of gods and ghosts exists if you believe in it, and if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist.

Xiao Wu, who was dying, said that there were ghosts in this big house, and Zhao Yu, who knew the inside story, naturally understood that there were no so-called ghosts in this house.

But when Zhao Yu looked at the scene like a purgatory in front of him, he couldn't help but doubt it.

Perhaps this beastly envoy under the demon lord is really an evil ghost!
Because, Zhao Yu really couldn't think of anyone other than evil spirits who could be so bloody and fierce!
(End of this chapter)