Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

This village maintains the unique characteristics of the ethnic minorities in southern Yunnan. The walls are made of bamboo weaving and paste mud, and the roof is covered with tiles. They are row upon row and stacked on top of each other. Some are built on flat ground, but the main body is also made of bamboo weaving.

The high slope is not easy to climb, so Jianghuai first came to the house on the flat ground. The door is made of maple wood, and the paint on it has peeled off and mottled, like the windows are covered with dense kudzu vines. The place where the vitality is extremely tenacious, it is not easy to tear off.

He tried knocking on the first door, but as expected, there was no response.

Moss had already crawled out of the door under his feet. He knew it was hot and humid in southern Yunnan, but there shouldn't be so many in this season.

He was nervous for a moment, but he was quickly overcome by another emotion - if he was caught up by the people from Fuxian Villa, he would die, so he might as well hide here first, isn't there a sound transmission talisman? After a while, I will send a sound transmission note to Xie Xiao and the others.

Find a place to avoid it first.Jiang Huai's eyes sank, and finally mustered up the courage to push the door open.

Unexpectedly, the door was not locked, and after being pushed by him, there was a long creaking sound, and the wind passed through the empty house, stirring up a thick fishy sweetness.

Jiang Huai ignited a ball of fire in his palm with spells, but his spiritual power was too weak, the fire was only a small ball, and it seemed that it could be extinguished as long as the wind blows.

The small fire flickered in the palm of his hand, reflecting the large and small spots on the door panel. Jiang Huai thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that these dark spots were obviously exactly the same as the ones he saw in the Snow Prison. , is this bloodstain?

He suddenly felt his scalp tingling, but fortunately, the Transcendence Cover given by Xie Xiao was a fully automatic magic weapon that didn't need to use skills or anything, and the danger came and went, and the protection opened at any time.

Thinking of this, he immediately felt relieved, and after thinking about it for a while, he sent a sound transmission talisman to Xie Xiao and Li Wenzhao.

The fire light faintly illuminated the dilapidated house. He roughly scanned around with his eyes, and found that all the furnishings in the house were in order. It didn't look like no one lived in it at all, but it seemed that the owner left temporarily and forgot to lock the door.

There was still half a candle on the table, Jiang Huai picked it up, lit it, and then extinguished the light in his palm.

The light in the room suddenly became a little brighter, and the dust on the items also reminded him that no one had lived here for a long time.

The cobwebs spread all over the corners, Jiang Huai brushed them away, covered with dust.

"Hey." He said disgustedly, "I have to wash."

The candlestick was placed on the table, and he searched inside and out, and after finding that there was nothing unusual, he came to the backyard alone.

Weeds grew wildly in the barren backyard, and green grass tips emerged from the mud. At the end of the narrow path was the road leading to the stables. At a glance, the stables were empty.

The cold wind blew past, and the door that was not closed behind was lifted up, creaking, which was particularly harsh in the silent night.

Jiang Huai saw the well platform next to the stable, and he walked along the path, wanting to get a bucket of water to wash his hands.

The wooden barrel sank in the well water, and he shook the wheel next to it, his hands were stained with fishy smell, and when he took it away again, he found a few bloodstains on his palm.

Could it be because of the humid air that the blood that had dried up on the wheel was moistened again?It is undeniable that apart from this explanation, Jianghuai can't think of anything else for the time being.

He didn't want to scare himself, why should he have trouble with his heart at such a young age?

He didn't dare to stay in the backyard any longer. After fetching the water, he returned to the house with the bucket in his hand.

After heating the water in the bucket with magic power, he first cleaned his body briefly, and then took out his treasure bag, intending to use the sound transmission talisman to transmit sound to Xie Xiao.

However, after digging for a long time, he took out all kinds of miscellaneous things, and even touched his whole body, but he couldn't find the talisman.

"Fuck..." He stiffened and twitched the corners of his mouth, "I didn't bring a sound transmission talisman with me! Is this reasonable? I didn't bring a sound transmission talisman with me when I went out!"

007: [Oh, it's over. 】

Jianghuai: "..."

007 flew in front of him and asked: [Then what should we do now? 】

"Let me think about it," Jiang Huai stared at the candlestick on the table for a while, and then said, "Do you know where this is?"

007 resumed the mechanical voice: [Current location: Canglan Village. 】

Jiang Huai: "I just saw this at the intersection where I came here, okay?" What the fuck do you need to tell me?This system is really awesome, it's useless.

He dared not speak out and kicked the wooden barrel on the ground, the water inside splashed out and wet a small piece of ground.

"Forget it," he finally said, staring at the water stains on the ground, "this is how life should be, so let's die."

Perhaps it was the burning anger that overwhelmed the fear, and he carried the wooden bucket to the backyard again, fetched another bucket of water, and then wiped the dusty bed.

"Isn't it just kicking your legs and closing your eyes? There's nothing to be afraid of. It's a blessing to sleep before you die." He comforted himself like this, but he felt that there was no difference.

When you die, you close your eyes, and when you sleep, you also close your eyes. In short, you have to close your eyes.According to this logic, death is nothing to be afraid of, just take a nap.

After going back and forth several times, the bed was finally quite clean. He went to the cabinet and took out a quilt. Fortunately, the quilt was cleaned and there was no dust. He spread the thin quilt and sat on it by himself. up.

007 babbled beside him, but he ignored it.

You're angry, can't you see it?Jiang Huai cursed angrily.

His hands and feet were warm after soaking in hot water, so he took off his cloak and covered him with a thin quilt, so as to keep him warm while sleeping and prevent him from waking up from the cold.

Forget it, whether he wakes up or not is another matter, he thought so, covering his head in the quilt to counteract the fear hidden in his heart.

According to the rules of the ghost world, ghosts are not allowed to touch the person under the blanket. This is a foul and should be pulled out to play the little dick a hundred times.

He thought about it, and felt sleepy. The original owner's body was no different from that of an ordinary person. If he ran too much, he would get tired, if he ate too little, he would get hungry. He was afraid of the cold in winter, and probably also afraid of heat in summer.

Before he went to bed, he put the ferry cover into his arms again. This was a good thing Xie Xiao gave him, and it couldn't be broken.

"Brother Xie Xiao is a good man." He muttered in his heart.

Outside the quilt, 007 was still explaining to him: [Oh, host, my main job is a protection system. It is normal to have a little less function than others. Besides, after you complete the three tasks, you will expand the store. function?There are so many good things there, one can't just look at the eyes. 】

"I want to look behind the scenes, can you let me live until then?" Jiang Huai sneered.

007 hesitated and could not speak, it fell to the side of JAC, then opened its store panel, glanced at the several purchasable functions on it, and finally sighed, because JAC was the only one who could afford it. Yes, probably only the conversion function.

It's still a... what kind of function. 007 can't think of an adjective.

"Be quiet, it's disturbing my eyes." Jiang Huai said, closing his eyes slightly, the room made him feel very uncomfortable, as if there was some small voice wandering in the room.

It was an extremely slight sound, like paws rubbing against the ground, if you didn't pay attention, it would be covered by the sound of the wind.

He gently opened a gap in the quilt, and through the gap, he clearly felt that the voice had stopped.

Is it an illusion?He quietly withdrew his hand, covered the quilt over his head, and ignored the strange voice.

In the dream, he seemed to hear someone shouting outside, and it sounded like yelling. Before he sank into a half-dream and half-awake, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Yin people go on the road, strangers avoid... This is not a place for you to die, and your death in vain is truly mournful. My parents in my hometown hope for you, and my beautiful wife and young son look forward to your return home. Your soul should not hesitate..." [1]

"Shady people go on the road, strangers avoid..."

The voice of shouting came from far to near, and then gradually farther away, one sentence after another, dragging out the end sound, in addition to that, there was the sound of jingling bells, one after another.

Jiang Huai couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while, until all the voices were interrupted by a rustling noise, he opened his eyes from his sleep and sat up.

The sky outside the window was still dark, making it hard to tell whether it was day or night.

The person who shouted "Strange people avoid" has long since lost his voice, and even the sound of the bell has disappeared. He thought, maybe it was because he thought too much before going to bed, which caused the dream to fit the situation and not be real.

The candles on the candlesticks were still emitting dim light. In the room, the soft and thin voice sounded again, which made Jiang Huai wake up a little bit, and also confirmed the location of the sound—it came from underground .

"Hmm—" In the silent night, the sound from under the floor was clear and real.

"There doesn't seem to be such a scene in the book, and there is no mention of Canglan Village." Jiang Huai muttered softly.

007: [Didn't I say that your choice will determine the development of the plot. If you choose this path now, you must experience the plot here. 】

Jiang Huai didn't answer, he was not thinking about it now, after waiting for a while, the strange movement in the room never sounded again.

That voice just now is definitely not an illusion.He was horrified, then turned to look at 007, and asked, "Did you hear something just now?"

【You mean that 'uuuu' voice? 】007 replied, 【I heard it, it came from here. 】

After it finished speaking, it flew towards the floor and pointed it out to him.

Jiang Huai put on his shoes, boldly lay down on the floor, and listened carefully.

As if to give him a response, the low and hoarse voice was transmitted through the wooden board to the outside again. Accompanied by a series of vague "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Jiang Huai was startled into a cold sweat, and immediately got up, calming down his sudden rapid heartbeat.

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[1]: Here is a small allusion about exorcising corpses in western Hunan. If you are interested, you can search for the origin of exorcising corpses in ancient history.

ps: The conversion function on the copywriting needs to wait for Ah Huai to be rich before he can afford it.

Li Wenzhao: When will I hear my wife confess to me?