You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 30 Don’t Go Out After Dark

It was too dark and the village chief's eyesight was not very good, so he didn't see clearly what Zuo Chen did.

After hearing Zuo Chen's agreement, the village chief's face was full of confusion.

"Master, don't you need to prepare something else? For example, build a high platform with wood? Burn incense and offer sacrifices?"

"If I really meet someone I can't beat, I might set up a legislative forum." Zuo Chen said sincerely.

The village chief was choked by Zuo Chen's words.

"Village chief, please go back to the house and have a rest. I believe in the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest is very capable! If that beast comes again, the Taoist priest can kill him with one slap!"

Wang Erniu patted his chest and guaranteed for the village chief, who then nodded hesitantly and prepared to go into the house.

Before entering the house, he glanced at the oil lamp that was still lit. Thinking that the lamp would have to be lit all night, he couldn't help but reveal a heartbroken expression on his face.

After the village chief went into bed, Wang Erniu carefully approached Zuo Chen.

"Master, are you sure?"

"I will definitely find it. I will have to check it out when the time comes."

Although the evil spirit in the village was very subtle, Zuo Chen felt that there was a hint of strangeness mixed in with it.

It’s hard to describe or explain, I just feel it’s clear and transparent.

It is better to be cautious in everything. If you have never seen such a monster before, you should test it first.

It was already dark now, and Wang Erniu naturally couldn't go out at this time, so he asked the old village chief for a blanket and planned to keep watch here with Zuo Chen.

"Aren't you going back to be with your family?"

"All the elderly widows and widowers who are left alone have gathered together and are now living in the village ancestral hall. Many able-bodied men are guarding there. My mother is also in the ancestral hall. It is safer there."

After listening to Wang Erniu's words, Zuo Chen finally understood why Wang Erniu dared to wander around outside and not go home.

Caiyi was also very excited at the beginning and volunteered to follow to prevent harm. However, after the three of them sat in the room for an hour, Caiyi's upper eyelids began to fight with her lower eyelids.

Two hours later, she had completely collapsed on the table, swimming in a sea of ​​sleep.

Zuo Chen stared at Caiyi and found that the Qi in her body was indeed flowing according to what he taught her, and he also slightly held his forehead.

Practicing while sleeping, this talent is really outrageous and wonderful.

Concentrating his mind, Zuo Chen channeled his Qi onto the dogtail grass he blew out. In an instant, his perception was pulled outward to a very long distance.

He could feel the wind blowing from the mountains through the village, and he could also feel the roar of the animals in the courtyard.

There seemed to be nothing unusual about the whole village. Like many ordinary villages, it was quietly waiting for the sun.

The moon was hanging above the treetops, illuminating half of the village. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, bringing in dark clouds that blocked the moonlight.

Zuo Chen suddenly opened his eyes:

"coming!"

Zuo Chen immediately stood up and walked towards the door. Wang Erniu, who was drowsy beside him, also suddenly became alert and immediately picked up the rolling pin that he had picked up.

The two of them opened the door and walked out into the night. Until this moment, Caiyi, who was still asleep, suddenly woke up with a burst of snot.

"Hey, Taoist Priest, where are you going? Wait for me!"

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Since the disaster struck the village, most of the families living on the outskirts of the village have evacuated. Some people who have nowhere to rely on have temporarily borrowed the houses of their neighbors, and drove their livestock into the neighbor's yard, tied them up with hemp ropes, and temporarily lived there. It is too dangerous to live close to the village. No one wants to be killed without even screaming, so naturally they have to find ways to avoid the disaster.

Nowadays, those living on the outermost side are either young and strong guys armed with weapons and knives, or they are dull-witted and reckless men who don't believe in ghosts or gods. Xu De is one of them.

He was one of the few people from other families in the village. He liked to drink and eat beans. When he boasted, he always said that he was related to Xu Fugui from the city. People in the village did not believe him completely, but they did not dare not to believe him either.

After all the recent incidents, he didn't try to avoid or hide. He got a knife with a ring from somewhere and chopped it against the tree stump outside the door, cursing and shouting, "I'll chop anyone who dares to touch my livestock!"

We didn't even move the house.

I don't know if he was too rogue or if the big knife really worked, but the houses closer to the village than his were all in trouble, but his was not.

As time went by, Xu De even thought that he might have some unidentified abilities, and he started to act carelessly.

Tonight was the night. During the day, he helped the villagers who were afraid to go out to deliver some things and dealt with some farm work. He took a bunch of meat and a pot of wine. When he returned home in the evening, he fried a handful of soybeans in a pan and hung the meat to dry. He drank the wine and ate the soybeans from the afternoon until sunset.

He was drunk and fell asleep in the inner bedroom, sleeping like a dead pig.

But when he was half asleep, he suddenly heard crackling sounds coming from outside, and his dog started barking.

Xu De was woken up by the noise, and while still drunk he pushed open the window and started cursing outside:
"Fuck you! You bastard! You disturbed my sleep!"

After scolding, Xu De could immediately hear the dog whimpering, and then there was no sound.

He just felt angry as he was woken up by the little brat in the middle of the night. His bladder was full and he had been holding his urine in his pants, wanting to pee.

There was a urinal in the room, but after thinking about it, Xu De finally walked out of the inner room, pushed open the door, and planned to go to the yard to urinate in the dry toilet.

He has been suffering from a sore throat lately, and his urine is yellow and smells bad. It is still dark now, and it is too difficult to light the oil lamp. If he fails to aim at the urine pot and it spills all over the floor, he will not be able to stay in this room tonight.

After pushing open the door, he felt a gust of wind blowing in his face. The wind was mixed with a fishy smell. He sniffed and felt nauseous. Xu De almost vomited.

"What's that smell?"

He felt uncomfortable and held it in, so he quickened his pace and walked quickly towards the dry toilet.

As I arrived at the door of the dry toilet, I suddenly saw my dog ​​lying on the ground not far away, motionless.

"You dead dog, you were barking just now, and now you're slacking off for me, you're such a fucking jerk!"

Xu De cursed, walked unsteadily to his dog and kicked it.

However, unlike what he expected, the dog he kicked did not get up as usual, but huddled timidly to the side.

His kick hit the dog directly on the head.

Seeing the dog's head spinning around, he kicked it away.

Only then did Xu De realize that dog blood and intestines were all over the floor.

The wind blew along the back of his neck again, and he felt cold all over.

He looked back stiffly, and then he saw through the dim moonlight suppressed by the dark clouds:

There was a figure in a cassock standing behind him, but his facial features could not be seen clearly.

Only a pitch-black shadow was left standing there.

Staring at him.

(End of this chapter)