"The female ghost just now... seems to be a ghost."
After resting for a while, when the pain and weakness in his body gradually dissipated, information about the female ghost emerged from Ye Qing's fragmentary memory.
"Yin spirits are just the weakest monsters. If the yang energy is slightly strong, the yin spirits will not dare to appear. Only those who are weak or dying, with exhaustion of qi and blood, and extremely depleted yang energy, will be entangled by the yin spirits. "
Ye Qing frowned: "However, generally Yin spirits only dare to appear in the wilderness and other inaccessible places, and rarely appear in villages. Moreover, I remember that there seems to be a filth removal talisman in my house. There is a filth removal talisman. , weird things like Yin Ling don’t dare to appear at all.”
"Strange? Could it be..."
Ye Qing seemed to have thought of something, stood up, picked up the fire stick on the ground, lit an oil lamp, came to the hall, looked up at the beams, and sure enough, the dirt removal charm originally attached to the beams had disappeared. .
"The dirt-removing talisman is missing. No wonder there are evil spirits entering the house." The dirt-removing talisman is the most basic talisman. Every household has one to guard against these weird things, but his house's dirt-removing talisman has disappeared. .
"Someone must have taken it away on purpose!" Ye Qing touched his nose and frowned. The dirt-removing talisman is the most basic talisman and no one would steal it, so someone must have taken his dirt-removing talisman on purpose. , in order to let him be entangled by the evil spirits and kill him.
"Who is it? Maybe it's Chen Zheng?!" The only person in the village who had a direct conflict with him was Chen Zheng. Chen Zheng had always wanted his family's land, but was repeatedly rejected by him, so Chen Zheng was the most suspicious.
As long as he dies, his family's land will immediately become ownerless land. With Chen Zheng's status and means, he can get it with just a little work. The best thing is that he was killed by Yin Ling, so no one would suspect Chen Zheng at all.
"It's such a good plan to kill two birds with one stone!" Ye Qing felt angry in his heart. He almost died just now.
Angry, angry, but more of a strong sense of crisis. Chen Zheng is one of the three great martial arts masters in Junshan Village. Junshan Village is the village where he is located. Because it is adjacent to Xiaojunshan, it is called Junshan Village.
As for the martial artist, it is not a realm, but an honorific title for those who practice martial arts. In short, he is one of the three most powerful people in Junshan Village. He is usually responsible for protecting the safety of Junshan Village.
Such a person is powerful and has a prominent position. An ordinary person with no strength can't deal with him.
Even if he tells what happened today, others may not believe it, or they may not want to believe it. After all, who is willing to offend a martial artist for an ordinary person?
On the other hand, if Chen Zheng wants to deal with him, it is very simple. There are many ways to kill him silently. For example, today's Yin Ling is an obvious example.
Therefore, just because he was fine today and escaped a disaster does not mean that he will be so lucky in the future. In addition, in his memory, Chen Zheng was a man who was determined to retaliate against others, so even if he gave in now and sold his family land to the other party, the other party might not let him go.
"You can't fight again and again, there's no reason to argue, and there's nowhere to escape? How can this be fun?" With Ye Qing's cheerful and free character, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, sighed, and rubbed the center of his brow: "Oh, my life is so miserable! What should I do?"
"Why don't we just die again?" Ye Qing touched his nose, enjoying the pain: "But, am I unwilling to do so?"
"Hey, what is that?" Suddenly, the dejected Ye Qing caught a glimpse of something on the ground flashing a faint light, which flickered on and off, like a weak candlelight in the wind.
Ye Qing walked over curiously, picked up the things on the ground, returned to the table, and observed by the light.
The thing in his hand is a rectangular piece of paper, which is black and yellow in color and covered with special runes like dragons and snakes. It is ancient, vicissitudes of life, and mysterious.
At this time, on this cowhide-like paper, there is a dragon and snake rune shining with a faint light, and in the middle of the paper, blood-red words are constantly emerging:
"Chen Zheng wants to kill me!"
Ye Qing didn't pay attention at first, but when he saw the first line of words, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face. As he continued to read, his expression became more shocked and dignified, even mixed with a trace of fear. .
"He sent someone to take away the filth-removing talisman from my house, and while I was weak, he used the Yin spirit to kill me quietly. Although I was lucky enough to escape, the other party will definitely have follow-up actions. "
"However, I am just an ordinary person. Trying to deal with Chen Zheng, who has already reached the level of Qi Condensation, is like using a mantis as a chariot and not knowing what I can do. However, I don't want to surrender, so what should I do? Do I really just want to deal with him? Can you wait to die? Is being weak really a kind of original sin?"
"But, I really don't want to die! Perhaps, the only way to survive now is to join the patrol team in Junshan Village and become a member of the patrol team. Maybe, I can escape the disaster for the time being."
The handwriting ended here, and the paper looked calm, but Ye Qing's mood was like a turbulent river and sea, turbulent and unable to calm down at all.
This piece of paper-like thing actually restored the cause and effect of his attack, and seemed to give him a temporary solution to the crisis?
How could he not be shocked by this?
How can you not be afraid?
After a long time, Ye Qing's mind slowly calmed down. This world was different from his original world. It was full of all kinds of strange things and unsolved mysteries. There seemed to be nothing surprising about the existence of such things.
In my memory, it seems that my parents bought this thing from the wandering Taoist priest who sold talismans and seals. According to the wandering Taoist priest, this thing was refined by a strong man using the skin of a powerful monster. The special artifact, named Sutra, has unpredictable power.
His parents bought it on a whim. After coming back, I found that this so-called mysterious sutra had no effect except being invulnerable to water and fire. It had no power at all as the wandering Taoist priest said. I was depressed for a long time. But since they had spent a lot of money to buy it, their parents were reluctant to throw it away, so they hid it in the box with the talisman and seal script.
However, now it seems that the wandering Taoist priest may have really not lied.
"But why hasn't this happened before in the Sutra?" Ye Qing tapped the table. When he saw the blood on his hands and thought of the bloody writing that appeared on the Sutra before, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Perhaps, the Sutra Is the resurrection of menstruation related to my blood?”
Previously, the talisman and the talisman were in the wooden box. It must have been when he killed the Yin Ling just now that he threw the talisman and the talisman at the Yin spirit in a panic. The blood was probably stained at that time.
"How about giving it a try?" Ye Qing said he would give it a try. He clenched his fist hard and dropped a few drops of blood on the mysterious sutra. A faint light flashed on the mysterious sutra, and the blood on it seemed to be absorbed. The same thing happened, and disappeared. On the strange sutra, letters of blood appeared one by one:
"I seem to have discovered the secret of the Sutra!"
"After my experiments, I found that my blood can awaken the mysterious scriptures."
"Haha, great! Maybe in the future, I only need to consume some blood to ask some questions, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and increase my strength."
"It's just that the secret of the Sutra is really just that?"
"As expected, it's so amazing!" Ye Qing looked at the bloody words on the Sutra and suddenly slapped his thigh, extremely excited. According to the tips in the Book of Secrets, it seems that he can consume a certain amount of blood and ask some questions in the future.
It was just the sentence at the end of the Sutra that made him feel sad.
In addition, why would the wandering Taoist priest sell such a magical thing to his parents?
Maybe it's the wandering Taoist priest who doesn't know the true secret of the Sutra?
Or maybe the wandering Taoist priests have other ulterior motives?
Ye Qing held his head, his head hurt a little, and the excitement and excitement in his heart were gradually covered by the haze.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, just take it one step at a time! The top priority is to solve the problem at hand!"
He rubbed his forehead and couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. Regardless of whether the wandering Taoist priest has any agenda? Is there any danger in the Sutra? From the current point of view, the existence of the Sutra is of great benefit to him and no harm at all!
The most urgent task is to get through the immediate disaster first!
Judging from the method given by the Sutra, it is indeed a good way out.
The patrol team is responsible for protecting the security of the village and has a very important position. Although Chen Zheng is one of the three major martial arts masters in Junshan Village, he has no right to interfere in the affairs of the patrol team. In addition, the patrol team also has martial arts masters on staff, so they are not afraid of Chen Zheng. .
Of course, joining the patrol team does not mean that you will be safe once and for all. It may be more dangerous, because after joining the patrol team, you will have to face the weird and dangerous monsters outside the village, but it is better than dying at the hands of Chen Zheng.
In addition, after joining the patrol, he can practice martial arts, which is the only way for him to become stronger, and it is also an excellent way for him to completely get out of the crisis.
With the Sutra in hand, he may not be without the possibility of counterattack.
"Okay, I'll apply to join the patrol team tomorrow!" After thinking about it clearly, Ye Qing immediately relaxed.
Only then did he feel tired and hungry, and his whole body ached.
Putting away the secret sutra, Ye Qing endured the pain all over his body, went to the kitchen to get some food, filled his stomach randomly, and then went to bed and fell asleep.
…
The next day, just after dawn, Ye Qing got up and went to the training ground of the patrol team.
On the training ground, a dozen young people were training with swords in hand. Big beads of sweat dripped down their foreheads, shining brightly in the early morning sun.
"The horse's steps must be steady, the waist must be straight, and the punches must be powerful. In one punch, it is like a tiger descending from the mountain, with a powerful momentum. How can you kill the weirdo when you are so weak and have no strength at all? "
A burly man in his forties stood aside with his hands behind his hands, looking at a group of young people training, with a straight face, and kept scolding them.
A burly man named Lin Hu, the captain of the patrol team, and one of the three major martial arts masters in Junshan Village.
"Ye Qing, are you feeling better?" When Lin Hu saw Ye Qing, he was the first to say hello.
"Much better, thank you Captain Lin for your concern!" Ye Qing approached Lin Hu, and suddenly felt a strong pressure and danger, as if facing a fierce tiger, his face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help coughing twice.
Seeing this, Lin Hu frowned: "You haven't recovered yet, so just take a good rest at home. Why are you running around?"
The loud sound made Ye Qing's ears buzz. Ye Qing touched his ears and whispered: "I came here today specifically to see you, Captain Lin!"
Lin Hu asked in confusion: "What are you looking for me for?"
Ye Qing said bluntly: "I want to join the patrol team!"
"What, you want to join the patrol?" Lin Hu was stunned, a little confused.
The work of the patrol team is very dangerous, and people are injured or killed almost every day, so generally speaking, few people actively choose to join the patrol team. Except for a few permanent members of the patrol team, most of the other members of the patrol team are staffed by people who rotate from each household and are temporary.
So it was really surprising that Ye Qing took the initiative to propose joining the patrol team.
The young people training on the side also stopped training, staring at Ye Qing with interest, pointing and talking non-stop.
"What are you looking at? Keep training! If anyone can't learn the "Seven Styles of Conquering Demons" today, they won't be allowed to rest!" Lin Hu roared suddenly, scaring everyone so much that they shrank back like quails and went to practice martial arts obediently. .
"Have you thought about joining the patrol? Do you know what joining the patrol means?"
Ye Qing nodded: "I've thought about it, and I understand that joining the patrol means danger and death, but I'm not afraid. Why don't you ask Captain Lin to do it?"
Lin Hu thought for a moment and then agreed: "You can figure it out yourself. The patrol team happens to be short of people. Since you want to join, I have no reason to disagree!"
He could also vaguely guess why Ye Qing wanted to join the patrol. He had also heard about the incident between Chen Zheng and Ye Qing. Although he was very disdainful of Chen Zheng's behavior, they were both the three great martial arts masters in Junshan Village. One, he couldn't say anything, so he could only turn a blind eye.
However, if he could help Ye Qing now, he wouldn't mind lending a helping hand.
In addition, the patrol team is really short of people now, especially in the past few months, the monsters outside the village have gone crazy and often attack humans. Many patrol members have been seriously injured or died. The patrol team has suffered heavy losses and is in urgent need of reinforcements. fresh blood.
These young people on the training ground are the group of young people they have just recruited. After a few days of simple training, they will participate in patrolling and protecting the village.
"Thank you Captain Lin!" Ye Qing thanked him with his hands in hand.
Lin Hu nodded: "Originally, when you join the patrol team, you have to come to train today, but since you haven't recovered yet, I won't force you to do it. Let's train again when you are well!"
"However, you must not slack off in the past few days. I give you this body-tempering realm exercise "Seven Forms of Subduing Demons". You can familiarize yourself with it when you go back. When you recover, I will explain it to you in detail."
"Thank you, Captain Lin!" Ye Qing took the skill secret book from Lin Hu's hand and felt quite excited.
"Okay, let's go back! Don't worry, you are now a member of the patrol team. No one will do anything bad to you these days. You can rest peacefully and recover!" Lin Hu nodded, ignored Ye Qing, and turned to train Walk inside the venue.
Hearing this, Ye Qing clenched his fist fiercely. Lin Hu's words meant that he would be safe for the next period of time, and his goal was achieved.
"Very good!"
After Lin Hu left, Ye Qing took the secret book and was about to go home, but just after taking a few steps, a burst of noise and exclamation suddenly came from the entrance of the village.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qing raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the village. He saw several patrol members supporting four wounded people and running towards the village in a hurry, shouting loudly as they ran:
"Captain, it's not good!"
"Oh no!"
