There have been some strange rumors lately about ghosts haunting the town.
It's not that Yin Guihong doesn't believe in things with strange powers and chaos, he just doesn't think it's necessary to make people panic. Don’t do bad things and don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Everyone in the world should understand this truth. Besides, if there are really evil spirits at work, there is always a way to deal with them. If any innocent person is indeed hurt, it is pitiful and pitiful. Weakness is indeed too weak.
Looking at him with a somewhat disdainful expression, the old man sitting next to him became excited. In this store, the most talkative person is the skinny old man. From the moment he entered the store to eat, the old man never stopped talking. He didn't just chase Yin Guihong, but wandered around in the lobby. Some other customers asked the waiter to drive him away, and the waiter was also in trouble. They explained that this old man was the shopkeeper's father, and his brain was not normal to begin with. He was even more nervous after being frightened by the strange things in the past few days.
According to this...the thing about strange powers and deranged gods still really exists?
After eating, he deliberately looked for some places and asked around, and he actually got some clues. This small town is not a frontier place. The transportation is relatively convenient and the people are simple. No one can think of anyone who has done anything scandalous. But as soon as they hear about ghosts, people must investigate the cause, and they speculate and slander each other, causing great unrest in the town. What kind of ghost is it specifically? Some people say they are zombies walking in the town at night, one after another, looking very neat and frightening. Some people also say that they are the living zombies that have caused a lot of noise since last year, because some people saw them acting alone and attacking others. The former retorted that no one was infected with the strange disease, and no one saw a familiar face among the monsters. Another wave of people objected, saying that those monsters and monsters made people afraid to approach them. Of course, they couldn't be sure. Besides, several people have indeed disappeared in the town in recent days, none of them important characters. Of course, there are also those who say that those people did not disappear at all, but just went to other places, or they simply spread rumors. The authenticity of these words is difficult to discern.
But one thing is certain: something that didn't originally belong to this town has appeared, and it doesn't look like a living person. In this regard, no one will deny it regardless of their views. But in the final analysis, what does all this have to do with Yin Guihong? He was just passing through here. He still has to go on his way and doesn't have time to stay here for too long.
However, he didn't inquire here for nothing.
Wherever there is trouble, there will be someone to deal with it. If ordinary people cannot deal with it, there will be six realms of impermanence. He just asked casually with a sense of luck, and the answer he got was also expected: trouble of this level is not a big trouble, not to mention that it was only a few days after the storm started, and he could count the days on two hands. I'm afraid it's not enough trouble for the Wuchang people to make a special trip before it leads to more serious consequences.
But the path Yin Guihong will take next will not follow the main road. The distribution of towns in this area runs from northwest to southeast. He has to go due south to reach the coast the fastest. But due south there would be a wasteland, and there would be no towns within a hundred miles, so he had to make more preparations here. Food and water are the most important. The soles of the shoes are worn too thin and have to be replaced. The knives also need a little maintenance. Jin Mieya's sword-protecting oil cannot be replaced with ordinary things, but needs to be maintained with highly toxic things. As for what it is, there aren’t many requirements. Anyway, no matter what kind of poison it is, it will absorb it. These are what Lord Xueyue once told him.
He felt more and more that Jin Mieya, as a cold weapon, seemed to exist in another form of life. Those venoms are its food, and those it preys on have no chance of survival.
Lily of the valley, nux vomica bark, castor beans, acacia seeds... these are the things you can buy in this pharmacy. The types of items here are relatively complete, and there are many things that only Onmyojis can use, but that are too weird for ordinary people. They are easier to carry and affordable. Apart from the shopkeeper and a little boy grinding medicine, there were only two customers in the pharmacy. Another customer seems to have finished shopping, holding a medicine bag in his hand, but for some reason he hasn't gone out yet. When Yin Guihong was about to leave with his things, the guest spoke.
"You're not really going to use them to extract oil, are you?"
Is it a woman? Yin Guihong turned his head and found that the man who was slightly taller than him and wearing a light-colored curtain seemed to be looking at him. He thought it was a thinner man. Logically speaking, it is easiest to just walk away without answering, so as not to waste your breath. But he still said out of nowhere: "No."
No...this is not an accident. This woman is so strange. Why would she want to speculate on her own purpose? Does she pay attention to every other customer she passes by? This is impossible. Yin Guihong slightly wanted to know the reason, but even if the other party didn't mention a word, he wouldn't ask or care.
"But you do intend to use them as knife-protecting oil."
"..."
The two came to an open place. The sun is about to set, and people are in a hurry, eager to go home and eat before dark. Only Yin Guihong and the female guest were carrying their own medicine bags and walking slowly as if for a walk.
"Where did your sword come from? I won't ask. I guess many people have asked about it over the years."
Not many years...I just got it not long ago. Yin Guihong originally wanted to tell the truth, but he felt that it might not be a good thing to be too honest with strangers he met by chance. So he didn't say much, just said "hmm" with his nose. His eyes moved to the woman's scabbard and stayed there for a moment.
"Senior, you don't look like a gas buyer."
"It's just medicine you always have."
"...That sword of yours," Yin Guihong hesitated for a moment before asking, "What material is it made of? I don't think it is a magic weapon of six paths, but it still looks interesting."
"Oh?" The woman paused, "Why do you see it?"
"The material of the handle and the scabbard do not match. Moreover, the pattern on the ring-headed knife is different from the pattern on the scabbard. It seems that the blade should be the same as the handle, in an older style, but the scabbard The pattern above is a common pattern in the past two years. In terms of craftsmanship, there are also differences between the two, but I haven’t touched it myself, so I’m not sure.”
The woman didn't say much, she just pulled out the knife. There was a clang of metal friction, and the entire Huanshou Saber appeared before his eyes. Yin Guihong had some experience and could not help but be shocked when he recognized the copper material at a glance. This senior is really rude, who would walk around the world with a blade made of this kind of material? Yin Guihong can be regarded as a person who knows current affairs. He knows who he should be polite to and who he should not be polite to. Moreover, he will naturally treat those who are polite to him, and vice versa. In other words, in this regard, he is actually very simple. As for the woman next to him, he had some clues from the beginning. The calluses on her hands, the calmness in her voice, and her silent steps all revealed her unfathomable depth. She reminded Yin Guihong of his deceased adoptive father... although it was a bit strange to have such an association from a woman.
It was a good thing for me that I didn't meet her on the battlefield. She must be able to see that she can only be regarded as a fledgling novice, although Yin Guihong has been trying his best to hide this. Almost everyone who has fought against him thinks that he is very sophisticated and hides his secrets. In fact, this is not the case. He has been avoiding conflicts with others along the way. It's not that it can't be beaten, but it's not necessary and it's a waste of time and energy. Most people are just unknown people, and you won't learn much even if you fight against them. However, if he could get the opportunity to be given some advice from an expert, he would not let it go.
"If we meet with swords, how sure do you think I am?" Yin Guihong suddenly asked.
"If you were holding an ordinary weapon, I would probably think you were humiliating yourself." The woman was not polite, "But you are holding Jin Mieya, so I can't draw a hasty conclusion."
"You mean, we still need to fight each other before we can judge?" Yin Guihong felt a little strange, "Aren't you worried that I stole and borrowed the knife from somewhere else?"
"That's also...your ability. People who can get the Six Paths Divine Weapon will not be so stupid as to let others take the weapon away casually. Even if it is borrowed, it will only be lent to people with the same qualifications. Or at least the friendship is deep enough. You may have obtained it from others, either your ability or your connections. If you don't have the skills, I have to consider your background. All of this is also part of your strength."
Yin Guihong noticed that she would occasionally pause when speaking, as if she was organizing her words, but she would react quickly. Those unnecessary hesitations were not worth paying attention to, but he still noticed them. It doesn't hurt.
"I have benefited a lot from your words."
This is true. Yin Guihong himself would not think so much. At least it takes time to realize these things, rather than becoming a habit like this woman. How old is she...? The voice could not be heard, and the face could not be seen clearly.
It will be dark soon, and the light in the west is reluctant to move. Yin Guihong said sincerely:
"I'm interested in discussing with you. Can you give me some advice?"
"Next time we meet, we may be enemies. Those who hold the Six Paths Divine Weapon will not be left unattended. The last time I heard of someone using Jin Mie Ya was a hundred years ago. That man is now dominating the world. After a while, Qingqing's life was finally lost. You must be especially careful when you first enter the world. I still have relatives and friends waiting for me, so take the first step."
As he was talking, there seemed to be someone standing at the T-shaped intersection in front of him. There was still some distance between the two of them, but he could already see his outline clearly. The man was motionless and appeared at some unknown time. His right side was facing the road the two were walking on, looking at the unknown thing ahead. Then, he suddenly ran away and disappeared at the intersection.
The woman suddenly picked up the knife and followed him, incredibly fast.
Yin Guihong may know why she chased after him, because even he noticed that the man had no human aura. Whether it's zombies or ghosts, they have nothing to do with Yin Guihong. By the way, doesn’t that woman still have friends waiting for her? Is it really okay to chase him like this?
Just as he was thinking about it, he took a few steps forward when another black figure rushed out from the left side of the intersection, passed by in a flash, and sped away in the direction of the previously lifeless man.
This time, Yin Guihong suddenly chased after him.
