Chapter six hundred and seventy seventh: Xuan Qing's killing intent(1/2)
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A gust of cool wind blew, rolling up a squinting amount of snow and rain on the ground.
In front of the two of them, it was no longer a villa.
It was the village where the two people entered before.
It's just that the village looks completely different now than before.
To be precise, it is clearer and more real. Whether it is the muddy dust on the ground or even the windy sand blowing on the face with a slight earthy smell, it is still incomparably real.
Compared with the blurry picture before, the difference between the two is like the difference between the official website mosaic and the high-definition uncensored small website.
"This...should be Po Meng's subconscious level."
Comparing before and after, Ding Xiaoyi has already come to a conclusion in his mind.
Pangpang sent them into a deeper subconscious of Meng Po. Maybe there is a way to help Meng Po here.
"Brother Xiao Yi, don't you think this village is too deserted?"
Chai Rong glanced around and found that there were many villagers in the village before, but now there were few people walking on the road.
Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the white paper at his feet.
While I was thinking, I heard a burst of crying and suona sounds.
The two of them followed the direction of the sound and took a look. It turned out to be a village household doing some errands.
A few villagers were standing there at the door, shaking their heads and sighing.
"It's the third time this month. The good-looking girl turned into a human when she found out."
"No, what kind of evil has this done?"
As the two approached, they heard sporadic discussions.
When they wanted to listen more carefully, several villagers suddenly noticed the two of them.
His eyes suddenly became alert.
"Hey, they can see us!"
Chai Rong was startled, remembering the glances directed at her subconsciously before, and involuntarily took a step back.
Ding Xiaoyi patted her shoulder and told her to relax.
Immediately, he strode towards the villagers and said, "Brother, we are from out of town and passing by. What's going on here?"
After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's words, the villagers looked indifferent, but not as hostile as before.
An old man said coldly: "Where did you come from? Hurry up and leave."
After speaking, he glanced at Chai Rong behind Ding Xiaoyi, and frowned a little: "Our village has been haunted during this period. Six people died, all girls!"
"Yes, leave quickly. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave at all." The aunt next to the old man said earnestly.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded and was about to speak.
But he saw the villagers in front of him suddenly turned around and surrounded them forward.
He couldn't help but follow the villagers and looked forward, and was surprised to find a figure walking out of the house. It was none other than the dead Xuan Qing.
"It's strange how he is alive again."
The two of them couldn't help but feel very surprised when they saw Xuan Qing walking out of the house where he was doing business.
When he went up to listen, he saw several villagers surrounding Xuan Qing crying.
"Xuan Qing, one more person has died in our village today. This is the sixth time. Three people have also died in the neighboring village. If we let that evil ghost continue to cause harm, we will not be able to survive this life."
"Xuan Qing, I know you are capable. Besides, Fairy Meng can't ignore this matter."
Several old people gathered around Xuan Qing, complaining to each other.
Seeing that complaining was not enough, some villagers shouted harshly.
"Fairy Meng usually draws talismans, refines medicine, and accumulates merit. If she doesn't care about this matter, wouldn't she be watching with cold eyes!"
"The town assigned Yizhuang to her, but we have never said anything in all these years. If she doesn't care, we will take Yizhuang back!"
Xuan Qing frowned, and when he heard this, his eyes suddenly became covered with a layer of gloom.
I just thought about it and finally relaxed my tone and said, "You all go back. I will definitely not sit idly by and do nothing about this matter. I will definitely eliminate this scourge for everyone."
After hearing Xuan Qing's assurance, the villagers felt relieved.
After they dispersed, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved, and he pulled Chai Rong up and said, "Brother, stay here."
Xuan Qing couldn't help but turn around when he heard this, and looked at Ding Xiaoyi. Seeing that the two of them looked unfamiliar, he couldn't help but asked alertly: "What's the matter?"
"I just heard from my eldest brother that he wanted to help the villagers get rid of that scourge. We, brother and sister, thought we might be able to help him."
Xuan Qing looked at Ding Xiaoyi and Chai Rong and couldn't help but sneered: "Where did the rich young master come from? You'd better go back early."
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he was about to catch up again, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly noticed the bored eyes of the surrounding villagers.
Seeing this, he had no choice but to slow down his pace and watched Xuan Qing leave.
She couldn't help but think that subconsciously, Xuan Qing was still alive. If Xuan Qing's death could be changed, it might be possible to reverse the consequences of Meng Po's obsession.
At this time, he glanced at the swastika mark on his palm.
While thinking about it, Ding Xiaoyi turned around and pulled Chai Rong back.
The two of them didn't go anywhere else, so they planned to wait at the entrance of the village.
However, when they arrived at the village entrance, they discovered that they were not the only ones waiting for Xuan Qing.
Several hunters holding steel forks, machetes, and bows and arrows were also waiting there.
After seeing the two of them, these people looked a little strange.
"who are you?"
An Orion stepped forward and asked.
Just as Chai Rong was about to speak, Ding Xiaoyi stopped him and said first, "We are Xuan Qing's friends, and we have made an appointment to go help together."
Hearing this, Orion frowned, and when he was about to say something, a middle-aged man wearing silk walked up from the side tea shed.
With a wave of his hand, the hunter immediately retreated consciously.
This middle-aged man looks to be in his forties, and his rich face is in sharp contrast to the hunters around him.
"Haha, it turns out he is Xuan Qing's friend. I am the village chief here. I would be very grateful to you for coming to help me."
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized after hearing this, no wonder this fat man looked so rich, he turned out to be the village chief.
"It turns out to be the village chief. I'm disrespectful."
After exchanging pleasantries, the village chief warmly invited the two of them to sit in the tea shed and drink tea.
The village chief was very talkative, with narrowed eyes and a simple and honest face. The more Ding Xiaoyi looked at him, the more he thought, why does this village chief's face look so fat?
"I have prepared black dog blood, rooster ribs, and some cinnabar for you. Although I don't know if they will be used, I think it is a good idea."
"Oh, by the way, there is this thing."
The village chief took out a piece of black jade from his arms and handed it to Ding Xiaoyi.
The jade is as black as ink, with a delicate luster, and feels cool when held in the hand.
"What's this??"
Ding Xiaoyi took the jade in his hand and started playing with it.
Seeing that he didn't recognize it, Chai Rong reminded in a low voice: "This is black jade. With such a good color, it is obviously a high-quality jade material."
"Hahahaha, the little girl is right, but you only know one thing, but you don't know the other thing. This black jade is produced in the west of Mount Tai. It is also called evil-proof jade. Its nature is Yin, and it can seal in ghosts and ghosts."
The village chief explained its magical effects in detail.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he put the things away calmly.
Probably not long after, he saw Xuan Qing walking from a distance carrying a spear.
Upon seeing this, all the hunters immediately cheered up.
The village chief also hurriedly greeted him with drinks.
He was about to prepare a speech to support Xuan Qing and others, but he didn't expect Xuan Qing to appreciate it.
Waving his hand: "It's getting late, so I won't drink this wine. It's better to leave as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he jumped past the village chief, completely ignoring the village chief who was still holding a drink.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he took Chai Rong's hand and followed him.
Xuan Qing naturally saw the two of them, but frowned but said nothing more.
A group of people headed straight along the path towards the Dongshan Mass Grave.
To be continued...