While the village chief was teasing the two little girls, Xu Shuo paid close attention to the villagers who were digging holes.
He had an inexplicable feeling.
You shouldn't be able to dig anything normal out of this place.
So Xu Shuo handed the hoe to the village chief.
But the village chief handed the hoe to the Zhang family servant again.
And the moment the servant dug something, a black streak emerged from the earth, spread along the hoe at an extremely fast speed, and entered the bodies of the villagers.
This was also the reason why the other party suddenly screamed.
Xu Shuo was still a long way from him. Although his reaction was quick, it was not as fast as Pollution.
The villager's vitality quickly faded away, taking on a strange and disgusting smell. Hot blood flowed from the opening in his neck and melted into the ground, as if it was delivering nutrients to something, crazy and uncontrollable.
Basically, when the village chief came over, the villagers' skin had become thin and shriveled, and their bodies were shaky.
The village chief rubbed his chin with a serious expression: "It's really some kind of method of absorbing essence, right?"
After seeing Lao Li's state last night, he felt that Lao Li had been sucked dry by some evil spirit!
Looking back now, it really is like this!
Xu Shuo was beside him: "..."
…
There are no traces of the blood that the villagers spilled on the ground after they committed suicide, but the surrounding soil looks a little darker in color, like it has been soaked in liquid.
As for the person lying on the ground, there was no blood under his skin, and it was as white as a layer of lime.
It can be seen that all the nutrients his body can provide have been absorbed.
The hole dug under the tree is only about half a meter.
But the lump of flesh in the pit was not big, about twenty centimeters in diameter. The bouncing blood vessels inside could be faintly seen, as well as the black viscous substance spreading and flowing on the flesh.
The thing seemed to be squirming, a sticky lake with no rules, like some maggots swarming and crawling, or like some kind of living lines, randomly twisted and twisted into a ball.
When looking at this thing, it will make people feel sick physically.
The female literary youth covered her mouth and stepped aside.
She originally came over to check the situation here and try to get some information, but she couldn't stand it after just one glance.
The village chief behaved well.
He even squatted by the pit and carefully looked at the strange lump of flesh and blood. After frowning and contemplating for a while, he stretched out his hand to explore the things in the pit.
Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
He watched this man's behavior calmly.
However, the next moment, when his palm was still half a meter away from the piece of meat, the village chief suddenly shrank his hand, and then took a familiar breath!
"Hiss—what a terrifying deep...yin energy!"
The village chief looked at the pit and was shocked!
Xu Shuo: "..."
Is it necessary to touch it?
Can't you see it without touching it?
Xu Shuo didn't quite understand this detection method.
This seems to be no different from directly committing suicide.
But the village chief stopped the loss in time.
After confirming that it was pollution from the abyss, and not knowing what he was thinking of, the village chief's expression suddenly became more complicated.
He looked at the lump of meat inside and said in a strange tone: "It seems that our real enemy may not be the bride anymore."
Hearing this, the female literary youth seemed to have flipped a switch and immediately asked: "Why do you think the bride is an enemy?"
The village chief turned to look at her with a meaningful look but said nothing.
The female literary youth continued: "I came to Guihua Village not long ago, and I am a little curious about what happened here, so I hope you, the village chief, can tell me something."
The village chief sighed: "Little girl, don't ask around for things you shouldn't know. This is not something you young people can handle."
The female literary youth was not put off by his attitude this time, but spoke sincerely: "Some stories cannot be buried. I think this is why we meet here now. Grandpa, village chief, I believe you think so too.
"
The village chief looked at her in shock.
The cousin not far away also looked at her with admiration.
Able to stretch and bend, she is a girl worthy of admiration!
Instead, the village chief became embarrassed: "Hey, little girl, please get out of the way first. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later. I have to do it first--fuck you!"
In the middle of speaking, the village chief suddenly exclaimed!
Because while they were bantering, Xu Shuo had already picked up the hoe on the ground and chopped it directly into the meat in the pit!
Poof!
The sharp hoe fell on the piece of meat, and the two pieces were cut in half without any obstruction. Then, the darkness climbed crazily along the hoe handle!
Xu Shuo's face was calm. He grasped the handle with a little force, and a faint light flickered in his palm.
And when the darkness touched his skin, sizzling white smoke began to rise, just like the chemical reaction produced when cold water meets a hot iron plate. The water vapor filled the air densely, and then dissipated.
The radiant power burned the darkness, but it also made his palms a little hot.
Xu Shuo usually attached this kind of power to his cane and other weapons, or directly used it as an external force to release, but this was the first time he used his body as a medium.
However, after just trying that he should be able to deal with this level of abyss darkness, Xu Shuo let go of his hand, let the hoe fall to the ground, then rubbed his palms and stepped aside.
He looked in the direction of Beishan, thoughtfully.
As for the side...
The village chief next to him looked at him in astonishment. His mind was filled with the scene of this man touching the abyss with his bare hands, and he completely forgot to react!
Where did this damn...monger come from?!
"Um...you, are you okay?" the village chief asked after swallowing.
"How do you plan to solve this problem?" Xu Shuo asked instead without answering, raising his chin to point to the pit under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
"...Let's cut down this tree first." The village chief responded and said.
Although he roughly guessed who was behind the scenes, the village chief did not intend to let go of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
He did not call the servants guarding the yard outside, but looked at the female literary youth next to him who was also shocked, and said kindly: "Little girl, do grandpa a favor."
The female literary youth came back to her senses: "..."
I have to bow my head when I ask for something!
It’s already too low anyway, it doesn’t matter how low it is!
After a while.
The female literary youth who went to the side house to get another ax stood cautiously behind the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, some distance away from the dug pit, and then swung the ax and chopped hard at the roots of the tree!
This body is not very strong, but her skill is very good. After cutting it several times, she finally managed to cut off the strong osmanthus tree that two people hugged each other!
"Boom!"
The big tree fell down suddenly, but because it was planted in the corner of the yard, the upper part leaned crookedly on the yard wall.
After cutting down the tree, the female Wenqing was panting and looked at the strong hunter Wang Tiezhu with some resentment.
But the latter's attention was entirely on the stump.
Xu Shuo's brows jumped as he looked at the black lines spreading in the tree stump.
He suddenly thought of a question.
There is also such an osmanthus tree in Wang Tiezhu's yard.
And that tree was ripened and bloomed last night.
The flowers that bloomed were made into bloody sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which he planned to feed to the bride tonight.
So now comes the question——
The smell of blood is already abnormal, so will there be a little more of the smell of the abyss in it now?
