The village gradually became silent under the erosion of night. The occasional barking of dogs not only did not make people feel at ease, but made the village even more ethereal.
Wang Yan's whole body tensed up as she shuttled through the village's paths. Originally, the new village chief Sun Hu had planned to call the young adults in the village to accompany him on the night watch.
But she was worried that if there were too many people, the ghost would be unable to hide, so she didn't agree. Now she was walking alone in the village, and she felt upset in her heart.
"If I had known earlier, I would have asked Village Chief Sun to find a few people to accompany me. Now, you deserve to be afraid." The girl complained to herself, not paying attention to what was behind her.
After walking aimlessly, Wang Yan somehow arrived at the door of Lao Luotou's house. Through the gap in the wooden door, she could vaguely see the flickering light of fire inside.
She thought of the boy from the Luo family who kept kowtowing to her during the day, and pondered for a moment. Wang Yan walked up the stone steps to the wooden door, and was about to reach out and knock on the door when the already decayed wooden door suddenly made a creepy creaking sound. The door was opened from the inside.
The person who opened the door was Lao Luotou’s pet peeve, Luo Xiang.
"Sister Fairy, why are you here?" The sadness on the skinny young man's face seemed to be diluted by the arrival of the person in front of him.
He didn't know Wang Yan's name. He only heard from the villagers that she was a living god from an outside college, with great abilities, and Wang Yan was good-looking.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a blush rising on the young man's face.
Wang Yan forced her smile and said, "Come here and see you."
The young man's eyes flashed like gems, and he hurriedly opened the door and invited this fairy sister in.
When the door closed, the figure following her was revealed.
Zhou Hao was rubbing his stomach while walking on the road in the village. When he saw a yard, he wanted to dig in and get some food, but he felt that it was inappropriate to do so. He had no choice but to look at other people's kitchens every time, sighing dryly.
Mouth twice.
"I have been eating wild fruits on the mountain for two days in a row. The young man who ate them almost had a bird in his mouth. Now he has to go out to watch the night with an hungry stomach. What kind of sin has he suffered!"
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have sneaked out of the academy without saying anything!
He sighed, looked around, and found a sheltered position to sit down.
This was the task Jiang Ning gave him. He was to patrol the village at night and not let the villagers go out. But no matter how he thought about it, he felt like... fishing bait.
Of course, even if Jiang Ning didn't tell him, he wouldn't dare to ask...
On the other side of the village, a young man stepped lightly, lifted himself up, and with the support of the wall, he landed as lightly as a flying swallow on the roof of a villager's house.
"Then it depends on whether my guess is right or wrong..." Jiang Ning bowed, like a civet cat walking at night, shuttling through the village quietly.
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In Lao Luotou's house, apart from an Eight Immortals table that was soaked in oil and its original color could no longer be seen, there were only two benches and old porcelain bowls left.
Luo Xiang wiped his sleeve vigorously on the stool and handed it to Wang Yan.
"Sister Fairy, please sit down, it's clean." The young man said with a red face.
Wang Yan took the stool and sat down, asking: "Are you the only one left at home?"
When she came during the day, she found that Luo Xiang was the only one in the house, kneeling on the ground crying. The rest seemed to be villagers from the village and had no other relatives.
Luo Xiang sat on another stool, looking lonely and said: "Well, my mother left early, and I was raised by the old man."
Mentioning Lao Luotou, he seemed to regain his energy and knelt down in front of Wang Yan.
"Sister Fairy, I heard from people in the village that you are a fairy with great abilities. Can you help me take revenge and find the murderer of my old man, right?"
"Stop kneeling, get up quickly. Don't kneel down all the time in the future. There is gold under a man's knees. If you kneel down a few times, I'm afraid you won't even kneel down."
Wang Yan helped him up and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge your father."
Wang Yan had some impressions of Lao Luotou. The slovenly and heroic man at the table yesterday said that when the evil spirits in the village were eliminated, he would go to Xiaolong Mountain with a big bow and kill a wild boar for himself and Jiang Ning. In the eyes of villagers like them, a wild boar should be the best thing they can get their hands on...
Hearing that the fairy sister in front of him promised to avenge his old man, the young man was about to kneel down again. Fortunately, he remembered what he had just said and said with a simple smile: "Then... fairy sister, you don't have anything to eat. I still have pork at home.
Let me get you two dishes."
"No, I'm not hungry."
But the boy was not willing to listen, so he jumped off the stool and ran to the kitchen in the yard.
The old man is gone, and the family has no savings. The only thing left that can be used for entertaining is the pork that was brought back from the village chief's house yesterday but was not willing to eat.
Wang Yan sighed and smiled helplessly.
I am used to the fairyland in the courtyard on the mountain, and occasionally I get some smoke and smoke, but it is a different feeling.
"Ah!" Luo Xiang, who was going to the stove to cook, suddenly screamed.
Wang Yan's heart trembled, Luck rushed to the yard, and saw Luo Xiang sitting on the ground, pointing to the open window of the kitchen with a pale face, crying: "Ghost... the murderer of my old man!
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Seeing that he was fine, Wang Yan didn't care about anything else, activated her spiritual energy again, and flew to the lintel of the courtyard, just in time to see two dark shadows disappearing into the village one after another.
"Run, can you run away!" Wang Yan's heart was filled with anger, she stepped lightly and chased after him.
The figures behind him chased after him, complaining as they ran: "Mom, Brother Ning really guessed it right. Damn it, you really came out to harm people. Grandpa, I can let you run away today."
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The pursuer was Zhou Hao, who was also patrolling the village at night. Despite his fat body, his running was choppy, but his speed was not slow. Although he failed to catch up with the dark figure in front of him, he did not lose him.
The black figure escaping in front had a strong body. He moved down a few times. When he saw that he couldn't get rid of the tail behind him, he immediately became heartbroken and turned around, picked up the bright kitchen knife in his hand and chopped it.
"Sure enough, it's your turtle grandson!" Zhou Hao, who didn't expect to be killed, didn't have time to stop. He rolled on the spot and fell into someone's vegetable garden nearby.
With such a delay, Wang Yan from behind also caught up.
"How dare you commit evil!"
At this moment, she couldn't think whether the thing in front of her was a human or a ghost. Wang Yan's spiritual energy was surging, and her whole body exuded the aura of the middle stage of Fengchu Realm, and she fought fiercely with the black shadow.
The sound of fighting spread through the quiet village. Jiang Ning, who was sneaking on the roof, raised his head, looked in the direction of the sound, jumped up, and disappeared into the night.
"It really came out!"
In the vegetable field, Wang Yan's hands glowed with golden light, and the wind in her palms was fierce, approaching her opponent's life gate.
The man holding the knife couldn't see his face clearly, and he was holding a bright kitchen knife very sharply, slashing horizontally and vertically.
There is no skill to speak of, but his power should not be underestimated. His sword skills are matched with his body skills, sometimes real, sometimes weak, and he is actually on par with Wang Yandou in the middle stage of Fengchu Realm.
"If you can't run away today, you will die!"
Seeing that Wang Yan couldn't attack for a long time, she actually changed her previous approach and switched to a method of exchanging injuries for injuries. She did not avoid the attack of the knife wielder, and only used her palm, which was surrounded by mist and water vapor, to blast it.
On his chest.
The man holding the knife had no way to hide, and was hit by a palm and flew backwards, hitting him in the grass. Wang Yan endured the injury from the knife and followed closely with her arm exuding black energy.
However, when the girl jumped to the place where the knife-wielding man fell, there was no one else in the grass.
"Damn it, let him run away!" Wang Yan gritted her teeth.